C1161 602
C1161 602
A cold voice filled the sky. It seemed to come from all directions, from the end of time, and from beyond space and time. It was like the voice of a master, hanging in the void like an immeasurably powerful handle of Yin and Yang.
He saw a man wearing a black tailcoat and a gentleman's hat. His long hair was draped over his shoulders and his face was extremely beautiful. He looked extremely feminine and feminine.
It had the air of an English aristocrat in the early nineteenth century, a gentleman of good manners, and a gentleman of good manners from the old East.
When the man in the black tailcoat stood in the air, everything around him was forbidden. It was as if he had turned into an eternal stage in the void. Only the man took off his hat to pay his respects.
"It's him …"
"Damnit …" He … "He actually isn't dead yet."
"This freak …"
Old Lion King, President Aaron, and Vice President Ott were all shocked as they vaguely knew this person's identity. Their faces unconsciously revealed a horrified and disgusted aura.
The despiser of all living things!
A descendant of the Abyss!
The contractor of the Purgatory Demon!
The leader of the bloody feast!
Burn the heterosexual heir to death!
An outcast of order and chaos!
Code number 602!
Its name was already unknown to everyone. There was a period of time in the primal chaos when the primal chaos outside the world was controlled by its name, 602.
According to limited intelligence, this person had once been the president of the guild that burned down the heterosexual association. Of course, that association was an intolerable existence in the world of primal chaos.
602 was the only existence that was still alive. On the surface, he was now a Master of Space and was a strong ally of the Abyss and Purgatory.
There were very few people in this world that could kill a twelfth stage spatial expert. The research on his Power of Space had already reached the pinnacle.
Rumor has it that the identity of 602 went back to the beginning of the era, before the great war between Heaven and Earth, it was related to the existence of a taboo.
602 was very famous in the entire Primal Chaos Realm because it had been jointly pursued by the The Supreme Heavenly Court s, the Heroic Spirit Hall, and the ninety-nine land demons and Shrine of Heaven And Earth.
But with a Power of Space, it was hard to suppress this person.
The only legend that still existed about this person was that his Epoch of Disaster had once hunted him down in the depths of the Primal Chaos through the laws of order and Chaos Faction.
After slashing thirteen times, he was finally managed to escape.
This was why before the 602 appeared again in the Primal Chaos …
To be able to withstand Lord of Order Wu Huang's thirteen slashes and not die, what kind of concept was that? It could be seen how strong the Power of Space had reached.
"Ha!" Yet another old rival! "
"It's really getting more and more lively!"
In the depths of the void, Gu Huang looked at the man in the black tailcoat and a faint smile appeared on his face. He had once avoided death with thirteen blades in a row, and the effect wasn't just that of Power of Space s, but that he possessed the bloodline of the Undying Bird of the Europa Continent.
Its immortal bird bloodline possessed an immortal origin.
As long as the Immortal Source was not destroyed, as long as there was enough time to recover, it could still be restored.
However, compared to the rebirth of a phoenix, the difference was simply too great.
However, the Power of Space that was in control of 602 was indeed extraordinary, and was also a famous evil being in the Primal Chaos Realm. He did not know of his identity in the past, but now he knew.
Sixty-two was Xiao Xi's second life's loyal Pony!
"Welcome your arrival, noble Descender of the Abyss, loyal ally of Purgatory, Mr. 602."
"I have to thank you again for saving my life!"
"Sir, please stand by the formation and leave the rest to us."
Zhen Hero looked at the arrival of the one hundred sixty-two, his entire being was filled with gratitude and reverence. Great Devil Sky was a state where the strong were respected, and he had an innate reverence for the strong.
No matter what kind of reputation 602 had, the strong were still the strong.
A warrior of the twelfth step was already one of the few experts in the Primal Chaos Realm. After all, the thirteenth step was at the first level of divine king.
A strategic warrior definitely wouldn't be able to move so easily.
"En!"
His six and two fingers grabbed at the air, silently tearing apart the Forbidden Spell Magic Guardian in the sky, then retreating onto the pitch-black warship behind him.
Although he didn't say a word, it brought an invisible feeling of oppression to the field.
It had to be known that the difference between the Eleventh Step and the twelfth stage jobs were already like clouds and mud, let alone the incomparably rare spatial jobs.
Time and space, these two extremely rare abilities, both belonged to the mysterious side.
The Supreme Heavenly Court, Heroic Spirit Hall, Shrine of Heaven And Earth, ninety-nine great devil s, and very few experts could control time and Power of Space.
The former Zhi Zun Li Yang was only bestowed such a title and skill by the three great laws of time and fate and karma because she had accomplished an incredible feat.
A guy who had been slashed thirteen times by Gu Huang and was still alive wasn't even qualified to be called strong, so who else could be called strong.
At this moment, the entire arena was deathly silent.
Old Lion King, Jin Shan, and President Aaron did not dare to breathe too loudly, even though the experts behind them were all experts who could pierce through heaven and earth.
He wasn't afraid of ten thousand, he was only afraid of one!
If they didn't kill this dead pervert who possessed Long Yang's powers, would they still have a good life in the future?
To fall into the hands of this damn pervert, dying was an extravagant hope.
There was once an ancient clan that offended him and kidnapped all of the men. Although they were finally released, they were all innocent!
He really was a dead freak with everything he had …
"Long Er, donkey three, Ji Si, just you three beasts, you want to fight me?"
"Prepare to enjoy the arrival of death!"
Zhen Hero waved the goose feather fan in his hand gently, looking like a refined scholar. Unfortunately, his face was filled with a wretched smile that completely betrayed him.
With Mr. 602 here, who would dare spoil their good fortune in Great Devil Sky? Moreover, he wasn't the one who would prepare such a trump card.
However, from the looks of it, the other card did not seem to be useful.
"What the f * ck? F * ck your grandpa! I've never done anything good in my life!"
"As expected of a hero, yet I have to pay a painful price."
"But second master, I am also a loyal Frost Dragon."
"Your Highness, Second Elder will self-destruct, and help you create a path to escape. Take care of yourself!"
A blue halo of frost surged out from Second Master Long's fat and massive body. A wave of ancient yet obscure dragon language was revealed and a ghostly blue radiance spread out from Second Master Long's body, exploding with extreme coldness and Youhan. The magic elements within the spatial seal also gathered together.
"Second Master Long, stop for me. No …" It's not time for you to self-destruct. "
"You little devil bastard from Great Devil Sky, and you, a thing that isn't a boy or a girl, if you know what's good for you, quickly kneel for me."
"Otherwise, I'm going to use my trump card!"
Miao Xiaoxi, who was inside the starlight prison, slowly stood up. Her words were filled with threat as she tried her best to maintain a calm and natural rhythm, and forcefully began to pretend.
Master, brother, you must not fall off the chain!
Otherwise, if I don't lose face, this cat's life is going to end …
I have to lose this innocent, kind, beautiful, and intelligent disciple who can open the mountain...