"Who are you? Even an immortal god can't block my attack so easily!"

The Holy Lord looked at Taylor with great fear. In the past, he was the most powerful of the eight ancient demons. Not only did he occupy the position of Fire Demon, he was also the ruler of the ancient kingdom and the strongest demon and wizard. The three paths were mixed into one. Even if the demons were sealed and defeated one by one in the end, he persisted to the end.

If he had not been besieged by the eight immortal gods, he would still be the demon king capable of subverting the entire world.

Taylor smiled and looked at the Holy Lord. He was just a mixed dragon-blood creature and a demon. What else was there to stand out? The Holy Lord suddenly became furious. He saw disdain and contempt in Taylor's eyes. This was the look he used to cast at others. But now when he faced such a straightforward look, his inner dignity and arrogance were deeply hurt.

"die!!!"

Facing Taylor's arrogance, the Holy Lord roared continuously, his eyes emitting lasers and his mouth spewing flames. The lasers symbolizing the power of the pig talisman and the explosive flames of the dragon talisman intertwined together, causing the air to constantly distort and produce unbearable explosions. The entire sky was illuminated by a golden-red beam of fire that rushed towards Taylor.

The golden seven-pointed star light reappeared around Taylor. This was the power that came from Ghidorah's bloodline and the terrifying Star Eater Ghidorah.

The lights of these seven-pointed stars rotated and combined rapidly. Soon, a large seven-pointed star wrapped in a circular shield with countless small and medium-sized seven-pointed stars appeared in front of Taylor, easily blocking the beam of fire.

Boom!!! The horrific explosion almost drowned out the wailing and screaming in the city filled with thick smoke. The entire sky was reflected in a golden red color. The sky became cloudless and all the clouds within a thousand miles were completely wiped out.

Waves of aftermath spread quickly into the distance like ripples on water droplets. The blood-red clouds and thunder and lightning brought by the black air were completely wiped out at this moment. The sky seemed to become a little clear at this moment, but there was a sense of solemnity and depression in it.

What kind of monster is this that can actually block this move? !

Faced with Taylor who blocked the composite divine power with ease, the Holy Lord was obviously a little flustered. In his long life and memory, he had never encountered such a terrifying and powerful existence. His brothers and sisters could not do it, and those immortal gods could not do it even more.

He even thought that if he released all his brothers and sisters in hell and had the eight demons attack together, it would be a difficult problem whether they could stop this terrifying guy.

The terrified Saint Lord couldn't help but wonder, why can this world accommodate such an extraordinary existence? This is totally unreasonable, and it is beyond the capacity of the dark energy in the dark.

Taylor didn't care what the Holy Lord thought. He took the Holy Lord as his target and used witchcraft one after another at will, including space rifts, space vortexes, space maelstroms, space cuts, gravitational rays, gravity rays, gravity collapse rays, black hole beam rays...

Endless invisible attacks came towards the Holy Chairman, including rays of golden electric current, and black hole rays that were pitch black and lifeless, symbolizing death. The energy values ​​of the detection bases below continued to explode.

The experimenters watched the world-shaking battle through the screen in horror. Every blow from the mysterious figure had the power to penetrate the atmosphere and split the Earth in half, but they were restrained by the invisible barrier.

There was no bottom in Taylor's body, and magic power mixed with the power of laws poured out like a flood. All kinds of space and thunder witchcraft were in his hands at will, and the law of space in his hands was as docile as a kitten.

The Holy Lord struggled to hold on, and the horse talisman and dog talisman in his body provided him with solid protection. Taylor never thought of imprisoning the power of the talisman in the Holy Lord's body. He just treated him as a target and poured out his strength at will.

Super strong recovery ability, right? Immortal, right? Then just stay there and be the best meat target.

"Twist Infinity"

The people who were evacuating below inadvertently looked up and saw a horrifying scene that they would never forget in their lives.

In their eyes, the sky began to become blurred, invisible waves swept across the sky, clouds were blooming like petals, and the blue sky with a touch of solemnity began to surge like real waves. The irregular waves made them mistakenly believe that their sky had turned into a sea.

In an instant, the white clouds and the sky have swapped positions. The sky is below and the white clouds are above. The entire space is turned upside down and begins to spin, twist, fold, and overlap wildly. It begins to laugh and ferociously like waves, as if a creator looked at his work and added two more strokes, splashed a touch of color, confusing all the senses.

Dense and complex cracks like spider webs began to appear in the air. These cracks caused the space to begin to shatter. Black fragments continued to break apart, as if the end of the world was coming, or some indescribable and majestic existence was about to squeeze into this world.

There is a barrier between two different worlds. The people in the city below, including Chen Long's father and Xiaoyu, can only feel the horrifying visual oppression when watching this shocking scene.

But when the Holy Lord faced a terrifying space that was bizarre, colorful, and even full of distorted space, confusing distance senses, and audio-visual effects, all he felt was unprecedented terror and oppression.

If being in hell at that time only made him feel that he was slowly forgetting everything, his emotions were becoming unrestrained and gradually degenerating into the feeling of waiting to die of a beast.

It was like a bunch of sharp knives pressing against every inch of his skin, every inch of his scales, and every inch of his flesh. He was suffocating because of the fatal feeling of walking on the blade and not daring to take even a step.

The Holy Lord, who was in the chaotic space, did not dare to move a single step. He raised his head carefully and with great difficulty, and looked at the god-like figure surrounded by seven-pointed stars and emitting a faint glow. He asked in a dry and heavy voice.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Where on earth are you, monster?

Taylor was in a very good mood now. After decades of being cautious and conservative, he finally unleashed all his most effective witchcraft. Feeling the frightened eyes below and the fearful gaze of the half-blood demon, Taylor only felt very happy in his heart.

No wonder it was mentioned in many wizards' notes and adventure records that roaming the lower planes and exerting divine power can effectively eliminate some hidden and easily overlooked psychological flaws.

When Taylor felt some pleasure, he heard the dry question of the Holy Lord, and he couldn't help but lower his head and look at the Holy Lord.

"Me?"

That god-like figure seemed a little unbelievable that the Holy Lord didn't even remember who he was.

This is so sad.

"I'm just a wandering wizard passing by who wants to trade."

(End of this chapter)