Volume 1_Chapter 847 One Day You Will Wake Up

"Screw your mother's ass!"

Chu Linguang was really shocked the more he listened.

He was so angry that he held up the sky-opening axe and rushed directly towards the crowd.

When he is the Prince of the Demon God.

My prince is your sister.

Is there such a fool?

"Prince!"

"The prince doesn't want it!"

"Get out!"

"Don't hurt the prince!"

In an instant, there was a commotion among the crowd above the canyon.

They all entered the defensive state. It looked as if they really regarded Chu Linguang as the prince of the demon god, but no one took the initiative to attack Chu Linguang.

But these people defended at the same time, and it was difficult for Chu Linguang to break through the force formed by them at the same time.

Can only keep moving forward.

Concentrate on the impact.

Tried to break through, and smashed the old king into thousands of pieces.

Chu Linguang would not believe the old king's nonsense.

Of course, the phantom behind him must be related to the demon god Mengba, and he must not allow the phantom to materialize, otherwise, once this level of strength is restricted by the phantom, Chu Linguang will not be able to bear it.

"boom!"

As a true immortal super strong.

Chu Linguang's attack was still unstoppable.

Although the old king and the others are numerous and powerful, they are not Chu Linguang's opponents after all.

for a while.

in the canyon.

The pool of blood boiled.

Bloody water poured out of the canyon.

The blood-colored ocean rolled, and the blood-colored waves toppled mountains and flooded towards Chu Linguang, trying to keep Chu Linguang out.

It made it impossible for Chu Linguang to enter the pool of blood.

The old king and others could see that Chu Linguang was determined to destroy the blood pool. Once the blood pool was destroyed, the gate of hell would basically be over.

"See how long you can hide?"

Chu Linguang roared angrily.

Dash forward again.

"My lord, if you continue like this, we can only resist."

The voice of the old man standing behind the old king with only the power of the soul came out.

His face appeared in the boiling sea of ​​blood.

He looked respectful, but also seemed a little helpless.

"Don't play tricks on me. You think that if you do this, I will let you go. It's impossible."

Chu Linguang's piercing eyes fixed on the other party firmly.

He rushed over and started killing.

In an instant, the boiling blood was overwhelming, and a blood-colored force, like the power of the sky, surged forward.

The demon roared.

All kinds of howling ghosts and wolves came out from the bloody water in the sky.

Even in the bloody water, there are arms and various figures struggling in the bloody water, as if it is purgatory, the entrance to hell.

All kinds of weird smells.

Accompanied by that heavenly power, a shackle was formed, covering Chu Linguang directly.

"boom!"

Chu Linguang chopped down with an axe.

The ax light was directly swallowed.

The shackles converge towards the middle.

Chu Linguang felt that his hands and feet were restricted, and his strength was actually suppressed.

This feeling is like being trapped in an infinite magic circle, and it is difficult to break free. It is more uncomfortable than being blocked by the powerful real immortal, the Daoyun world behind him.

"snort!"

However, Chu Linguang is a master of space magic.

Seeing the shackles and seals coming.

His body faded.

Using the supernatural power of space magic, he broke free and came to the sky above the canyon.

The ax light swung down again.

The infinite ax light seemed to be cut from the sky, as if it came from Pan Gu's hand.

The blood boiling in the canyon was instantly hit hard.

bang.

The height of the blood water dropped several layers directly.

All kinds of screams kept coming out.

"retreat!"

The old man's voice came out.

He gritted his teeth, helpless.

Originally thought that the shackles arranged by everyone together could lock Chu Linguang and let Chu Linguang calm down. Everyone sat down and talked about it, but who knew that Chu Linguang had mastered the supernatural power of space magic.

Unexpectedly, they escaped from the shackles and seals.

A fatal blow was given above the crowd.

This hit.

Both the old king and the old man's spirits were severely injured.

Although they are numerous.

But he is using the power of the blood pool to fight.

But they still can't really control the power of the blood pool, and their own strength is not as good as Chu Linguang's. At the same time, because of Chu Linguang's identity, they can't really hurt Chu Linguang's life.

This made their shots subject to various restrictions.

One ebbs and another.

It's no wonder he didn't die.

It's better to slip away sooner.

"You can't go."

Chu Linguang shouted.

And yet see.

The blood-colored sea that was boiling in the canyon shot up to the sky, covered the sky with waves of blood mist, layer by layer.

The old king and others all entered the pool of blood.

The water level of the blood pool dropped, as if it had turned into the earth's crust, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The pool of blood seemed to sweep away all the outstanding disciples from the Gate of Hell, and escaped under Chu Linguang's nose.

Wait until Chu Linguang rushed out of more than a dozen layers of blood mist.

Into the depths of the canyon.

Under a pair of fiery golden eyes, there was no trace of the blood pool.

There is only a bottomless well left.

It seems that this deep well was originally the place where the blood pool lived.

At this time, Chu Linguang seemed to realize it.

The blood pool does not seem to be just a blood pool, it seems to have a strong consciousness, it is a complete living body, and it also knows how to retreat and escape, and it can keep the gate of hell to keep the last fire under any conditions.

This discovery made Chu Linguang feel uneasy.

He is not afraid of the immortality of the old king.

I'm afraid that the pool of blood at the gate of hell will never end, and it will never be destroyed.

"Chu Linguang, you should be thankful that you are the Prince of the Demon God. We are waiting for you to wake up, and all the disciples of the Hell Gate are waiting for your orders. One day, you will lead us to conquer the three realms and six realms.

Become the demon god of the world below.

Your faithful believers, desperate for your awakening. "

Standing in the deep well, Chu Linguang originally wanted to go down to see if he could track down the trace of the blood pool. Although he could not detect the slightest trace of the blood pool under the coverage of his spiritual sense and piercing eyes, Chu Linguang still wanted to give it a try.

Unexpectedly, in the deep well, there were bursts of old voices.

It seemed to be the voice of the soulful old man.

Or maybe Xuechi was talking to Chu Linguang.

"Fuck you!"

Hearing this, Chu Linguang soared into the sky, destroying Mt. Hades, causing the canyon he had split to collapse directly, and endless rocks rolled down, submerging the canyon and burying the deep well.

Let the majestic and majestic Pluto Mountain become a doomsday scene.

The altitude changed from soaring into the clouds to less than 500 meters.

From a distance, it was bright red, as if magma was boiling.

"One day, you will wake up."

The voice came again.

Mighty in Hades Mountain.

Chu Linguang searched carefully and used his sharp eyes, but he couldn't find where the sound came from, but he knew that it must be related to the blood pool.