Chapter 279 281, Ancient Wolf God
Chapter 280 281, Ancient Wolf God
As the endless power of the Time Liquid poured into Chen Xian's body like a surging river, he suddenly felt a surge of powerful energy surging in his body, like a violent hurricane.
His eyes became dazzling and brilliant in an instant, as if he had the magical ability to see through the flow and changes of the long river of time.
The demon power in Chen Xian's body began to surge at an astonishing speed. This power seemed to come from the ancient times, full of mysterious breath and awe-inspiring majesty. His demon power was like a surging river, flowing endlessly, constantly circulating in his body, and every time it flowed through a place, it would make his body more tough as steel and unmatched.
The demon core in the spiritual world grew to an incredible degree, and the extremely terrifying breath turned into a red beam of light, rushing straight into the sky. Its intimidating power even made the surrounding undead creatures tremble with fear.
The efficacy of the Time Fluid gradually took effect, and Chen Xian's body underwent an amazing transformation. His body quickly expanded to an astonishing height of more than 300 meters, and the surface of his skin began to shine with a dark light. That was the Time Fluid carefully repairing and strengthening his body.
His bones became as indestructible as obsidian, not only hard in texture, but also smooth and bright in surface. The muscles swelled wildly, completely stretching the skin into a clear and tough outline, and the dark red energy flowed happily in every muscle fiber, and even the texture of the skin became as shiny and solid as a bright crystal. At first glance, the magic resistance was full and the defense was invincible.
His body structure gradually became stronger and more agile, and finally transformed into a huge and majestic ancient wolf god! Standing proudly on the vast land of Beiyuan!
The ancient wolf god roared to the sky, and the sound shook the four fields. The majestic roar seemed to declare his invincibility to the world.
Under his powerful deterrence, the huge armies of the underworld and the Undead Empire could not help but look sideways, and the fierce fighting on the battlefield also paused for a short time. Wherever the Wolf God's majestic eyes swept, those undead who were originally fearless and brave could not help but feel timid and frightened.
At this time, Chen Xian's consciousness was immersed in this extremely powerful force. He felt an unprecedented power. Even the two emperors in the different space above Yunxiao were no longer so scary and difficult to contend with in his eyes.
He saw his figure flash, and rushed towards the army of the underworld like a lightning bolt. With a wave of his huge and powerful claws, he instantly slapped away a group of majestic dark sword masters, and the powerful aftermath of the power even left a terrifying gully on the ground like a rift in the abyss of hell.
The Sphinx was entangled by the Red Skull Demon Lord and the Skeleton Dragon, the Scorpion Lord Medusa was closely watched by the Ghost King, the Sheep Head Demon Lord and the Agate Corpse Lord were in a fierce PK in the Imperial City, and the Evil Scale Pharaoh was also suppressed by the Dead Ghost Lord.
No one in the entire battlefield could control Chen Xian.
Chen Xian was like an unstoppable and invincible god of war, wantonly and recklessly launching a destructive charge towards the pyramid. His mighty figure was like a violent hurricane, sweeping the entire smoke-filled battlefield with a devastating force.
The undead servants along the way, each with a distorted and hideous face, tried their best to resist this surging and powerful force, but in front of Chen Xian, their resistance seemed so small, fragile and insignificant.
Chen Xian just waved his arm lightly, and thousands of undead slaves were easily knocked away like fragile straws, and instantly turned into dust flying all over the sky.
The mummy warriors were wearing heavy and solid armor and holding extremely sharp weapons. They were arrogant and confident and wanted to stop Chen Xian's courageous steps. However, when Chen Xian's huge figure that destroyed the world gradually approached, their souls still felt deep fear. That fear followed them like a shadow, filling their hearts with despair.
Chen Xian roared, and the huge sound waves made countless mummy warriors dizzy and spinning. Then, he stomped down violently with a foot, and the powerful and terrifying impact directly shook the densely packed warriors like a tide thousands of meters away. Their bodies were like falling stars, hitting the ground heavily, making a deafening noise, and then shattered into countless pieces, unable to get up again, leaving only a dead silence.
Chen Xian shuttled through the army of undead like a flash of lightning. Every time he attacked, he was accompanied by a violent attack like a storm.
His fists were like heavy hammers, smashing the commanders, and the crisp sound of broken bones came one after another. His feet were like towering mountains. Under his trampling, countless commanders were deeply trapped in the ground and instantly turned into a pool of lifeless meat.
Chen Xian's speed was so fast that it was dazzling. Wherever he passed, there was only a devastated ruin and flying undead debris.
His eyes were as cold as frost and as firm as iron. There was no mercy or sympathy in his heart. His purpose was just to turn the souls of these low-level undead into the experience value of his own golden finger.
Feast: 8th floor (9 million/100 million)
Soul Furnace: 4.8 million [+3.1 million]
Hell Curse: 797%
Eye of the Void: 990,000
Under his crazy slaughter, the experience value of the Soul Furnace was growing rapidly like a rocket, increasing by thousands every second. The Hell Curse that had been silent for a long time also increased rapidly. The low-level souls that he collected in the lantern were in a state of refining every moment.
The army of the dead in the underworld fell into chaos and despair. They began to flee in all directions, but found that no matter where they fled, they could not escape Chen Xian's ruthless pursuit like the god of death.
At this time, above the clouds, Khufu in the Emperor's battlefield, sensing the retreat of the underworld army below and everything Chen Xian did, his face was so gloomy that it seemed that water could drip out.
Khufu's originally calm heart was now in turmoil, and anger and unwillingness were intertwined in his chest. His sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the layers of clouds and mist, and locked directly on Chen Xian's brave and fearless figure.
"Damn it! How dare you, a beast, interfere in the war in the underworld!" Khufu clenched the Pharaoh's scepter in his hand, wishing he could go down and chop Chen Xian down himself, but the armored emperor in front of him was not to be trifled with either.
Khufu's anger burned fiercely, but he had to distract himself to deal with the powerful enemy in front of him. He stared at Chen Xian below with his eyes, and his angry eyes seemed to be able to shoot out substantial flames, burning Chen Xian to ashes.
The defeat of the underworld army made Khufu feel humiliated, and as the emperor of the Kingdom of the Dead, how could he tolerate such a thing happening. However, the armored emperor in front of him did not give him a chance to breathe, and attacked him one move after another, forcing Khufu to be unable to escape.