Pitch-Black Giant Sword, in the hands of First Demon God, seems to have intelligence this time, frantically avoiding the control of Progenitor, and would rather die than fall into the hands of First Demon God.
"Oh? Your spirituality is Busu. How dare you resist?"
Demon Race Progenitor raised his eyebrows, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then a sinister smile emerged.
"I have been planning this for a long time, how can I let you run wild with a mere Sword Spirit?"
"Come here!"
He tightened his five fingers and opened his Creation Power fully. The terrifying power of imprisonment was superimposed layer by layer, forcibly suppressing the giant Sword Spirit nature and seizing it arbitrarily.
The sword body trembled more and more violently, and the sound of mourning filled the void, but it was still Creation Power Lock-On, with no hope of breaking free.
The victory or defeat has been decided and the building will collapse!
But at this moment.
"Shua--!!"
An extremely light and white hand without any pyrotechnics suddenly emerged from the void of Blood Color behind First Demon God.
The movements were slow, gentle, and without power, but they seemed to have crossed the Spacetime barrier, penetrated the confinement of nature, and ignored the Supreme Domain of Twelve Creation Pearls.
He firmly held the hilt of the pitch-black Creation Greatsword sword that was trembling crazily and resisting desperately.
"Buzz!!"
The giant sword God Slayer, which had been resisting desperately and moaning endlessly a second ago, became as docile as a child and surrendered like a courtier. All its agitation subsided and it quietly nestled in the white palm of its hand. It was incredibly obedient.
At the same time, a gentle but domineering invisible force that overcame creation gave him a gentle push.
"Bang!"
The First Demon God, which had already run out of gas and was overdrawn on Divine Soul, was gently pushed away in an instant, staggering backward and falling onto the high platform.
In front of his eyes, he saw a figure of unparalleled splendor, walking slowly through the Blood Color glow in the sky, slowly walking out of the gap in the void, taking the place of First Demon God, and standing quietly in the center of the high platform.
She was wrapped in a red robe, her clothes fluttering and not stained by dust.
As hot as fire, as charming as blood, but with a transcendent temperament.
His red hair falls freely, his eyebrows are exquisite and handsome.
The most eye-catching thing is that in the center of his smooth and full forehead, there is a red Red Lotus pattern that seems to be quietly Burning, flickering in light and dark, birth and death, with a supreme Dao Rhyme, exuding a terrifying aura.
He stood with bare feet, stepping on the air, his posture was lazy and casual, as if he was strolling in a leisurely courtyard, without any killing pressure around him, but it made the entire Blood Sea's Baleful Aura, Creation Pearl's glory, and Progenitor's Divine Power freeze.
First Demon God fell to the ground, his whole body was in severe pain and Divine Soul was scattered. Only after he completely lost the support of the giant sword could he truly feel the extent of his body's ruin.
Essence Blood is burned out, Lifespan is overdrawn, Origin is hollowed out, Divine Soul is on the verge of collapse, all the meridians in the body are broken, Life Fire is like a candle in the wind, and will be completely extinguished at any time.
He was already dead, and his ability to survive until now was all due to his breath, his obsession, and the hope of his family!
But he completely ignored himself Life and Death, holding on to his broken body, staring at the red-robed figure in front of him, a glimmer of expectation igniting in his old eyes.
Who is this person?
Friend or enemy?
No matter who it is!
No matter what the origin is!
As long as he can check and balance Progenitor, as long as he can save Demon Race, as long as he can live up to his brother's martyrdom, even if he dies immediately and his soul is scattered, he will be willing to do so without any regrets!
On the other side, Demon Race Progenitor, who was originally full of ambition and confident of winning, saw the red-robed figure, and all the calmness, joking, pride, and pride on his face were instantly wiped away.
"Whoosh!"
His body suddenly stiffened, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his face was filled with extreme horror, disbelief and deep fear.
His heart suddenly tightened, and a fear originating from the depths of Divine Soul instantly swept through his body, making Demon Race Progenitor's heart tremble and cold sweat break out.
All the memories of being crushed by this figure came flooding back.
The memory of how small I once was, engraved deep in my memory, suddenly came back.
Without saying a word, he instantly retreated by the number Ten Zhang.
The whole body Twelve Creation Pearls rotates at an extremely fast speed, the brilliance skyrockets, activates the defense of nature with all its strength, and assumes a defensive posture, as if facing a powerful enemy, as if facing the power of God!
The originally relaxed and playful state of mind suddenly collapsed, and my whole body was Divine Power tense, not daring to slack off even a little bit.
"Night God?!"
Demon Race Progenitor gritted his teeth and his voice trembled, speaking every word with extreme shock and disbelief.
"Why are you?! Why are you here?!"
Night God!
This name has made him fearful for countless years and made him have trouble sleeping and eating after stealing Creation Pearl!
He is the real owner of this Heaven and Earth.
Wrong!
Demon Race Progenitor suddenly reacted.
Yes, how could Night God appear here?
He is not...
Demon Race Progenitor subconsciously looked at Night God's ankle.
At this moment, the ankles of the young man in red robe were smooth and flawless, without any restraints.
The black iron chain that had been hanging on his ankle was missing!
Demon Race Progenitor's eyes were completely dull, full of crazy disbelief.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"Where are your chains? Where are your restraints? Why are they missing?!"
When Demon Race Progenitor first met Night God, Night God was tightly imprisoned by the black chain transformed by Heaven and Earth Law, and was trapped in this Blood Sea Secret Realm, unable to leave!
Precisely because Night God was sealed and unable to escape, Demon Race Progenitor could take the opportunity to steal Twelve Creation Pearls.
You can even take Twelve Creation Pearls and use Blood Sea to reproduce Demon Race.
But now...
Night God actually regained his freedom?!
When did he break the seal?!
When did Shackle break free?!
At this moment, Demon Race Progenitor was completely panicked and his mentality was completely shattered.
If he dares to step into the Blood Sea, the most important reason for him to rely on is that Night God is bound.
Even if he can't defeat Night God at that time, he can still escape. As long as he leaves Xuanming Secret Realm, Night God will be unable to do anything to him.
But now, Night God is out of trouble?!
This, doesn't this mean that he took the initiative to crash into Night God's bowl?
If he had known about this earlier, he would never have dared to enter Xuanming Secret Realm so unscrupulously.
Faced with Demon Race Progenitor's crazy questions.
Night God just smiled coldly, as if looking at a clown, his eyes swept over the panicked Progenitor, and landed on the dying First Demon God below the high platform.
He flicked his slender fingers gently, Pitch-Black Giant Sword trembled slightly in his hand, and the aura flowed, extremely docile.
"Is it you who pulled out this sword?"
First Demon God, who fell to the ground and was on the verge of death, barely held up his broken body, looked at the majestic and otherworldly red-robed figure in front of him, nodded vigorously, and his hoarse and broken voice was full of exhaustion and piety.
"It's me."
When Night God heard this, a gentle and free smile slowly appeared on his handsome face, like Red Lotus blooming and the breeze blowing the moon.
"Very good."
"This sword traps my body and seals my Dao Fruit. If you pull it out today, it can be regarded as indirectly releasing my eternal imprisonment."
"Cause and effect reincarnate, rewards merit and virtue, I, Night God, have always been clear about grievances and grievances."
"You help me get out of trouble, and I will reward you."
"You can make a request to me."