Deep in the dark world, under the world tree.

Badel, the god of light who suppressed the frost giant, suddenly trembled all over, and a vague premonition in his heart. The light wheel behind his head was blazing, and wisps of light flowed, and the light shone thousands of miles, reflecting the earth with a bright light.

The World Tree also shines with it. The entire country of God is filled with warmth and serene breath. The resurrected frost giants have been burned by light, and waves of white smoke emerged from the surface of their skin.

"Bader! Bader! Your death is here!"

A wave of calls came from around the Kingdom of God, and obscure dead aura condensed around, turning into layers of mist, covering Bader's divine light.

"This is……"

Bader's face changed slightly. He could feel his belief in the mist, but this breath was obviously not a good thing.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The laughter echoed in the void, and the original gray fog suddenly turned into a twisted poisonous snake and wrapped around Bader.

‘Great Bader! You are the Lord of Light, the source of all light, you have nurtured sinful creatures and brought endless disasters to the world.’

"O merciful Bader! You are the master of order, the father of all laws and truth..."

Like a curse prayer, the original sacred faith becomes extremely evil, weird and bloody.

It is so natural to curse, just like a naughty child pouring boiling water into an ant hole, and the innocent and innocent cruelty is revealed.

This instinctive viciousness, rooted in the depths of human nature, constantly distorts, erodes and corrupts Badr's divine light with the word "prayer".

"Ignorance! This is the place where Igdrasil (World Tree) is located, and it is Asgard, the kingdom of God. How can the mere decay of the faith that hurt me here!"

After a angrily shout, countless Runes of Lun appeared under Badel's feet, forming one magic circle after another, and dazzling lights began to flash, either blue, red, or green, with all kinds of strangeness, interfering with each other, forming layers of spatial fluctuations, thinking about scattering from all directions.

The laws and principles of heaven and earth within the gods responded accordingly. The World Tree also extracted countless turbid yin auras and spiritual auras from outside the kingdom of God. Through the transformation of branches and leaves, it turned into countless magic elements, which were vast and magnificent, like a waterfall pouring into the earth, constantly strengthening the power of the magic array.

The frost giant standing on the earth was instantly destroyed by the huge magic elements, turning into countless blue smoke and disappearing between the heaven and earth.

"Igdrasil!" Facing the terrifying power displayed by Bader, the figure in the gray fog was not only not surprised, but cheered: "Hahahaha! You have used Igdrasil's power after all! Then, wake up! My soldiers! Wake up! Niedhog!"

As the man cheered, the sea that had originally returned to peace boiled again, and then a giant ship made of dead man's nails slowly emerged in the cold wind and thick fog.

Above the giant ship, there was a terrifying giant dog with thick hair and intertwined teeth, and the one holding the giant dog was a goddess. The goddess's face was half as bright as jade, with no life at all, and half of it was white bones and skeletons, full of maggots, emitting vigorous vitality, and looked very scary.

The demon dragon spread its wings on the top, and the rolled cold wind made its three thousand white hairs fly. Each hair was filled with rich ghost energy and death energy, like poisonous snakes, spreading Badel's death.

"Hera!" Badell exclaimed. He really didn't expect that the one who opposed him was the former goddess of death. From a certain perspective, the two of them were still brothers and sisters.

After all, Badel's father and Hela's father are righteous brothers.

"It's me! Badel! I'll declare your death!" Hela laughed, and the Black Dragon Needhog flew away with her command. He thought of the World Tree. He spewed poisonous mist and flames from time to time. For a while, the grass and trees in the God's country turned into ashes, and the land where the flames said was even more scorched.

The most terrifying thing is that the Qibinger who died under Niedhog would not be reborn normally, but was contaminated by his origin, becoming the undead under Hela, picking up his weapons, and attacking his past companions.

"Stop!" Badel tried to stop him, but was stopped by Hela, and the two sides fought fiercely.

...

The forbidden area of ​​Shushan in Dahua, in front of a rock wall.

There is an infinite Buddha light surging above, and below is a sea of ​​blood.

The young man sat cross-legged on the blood lotus, with thousands of lotus petals blooming layer by layer, spraying out thousands of blood flame demon fire, and there were countless evil figures in it, rushing towards the source of Buddha light in front of him.

The old monk was also sitting cross-legged, with the golden lotus under his seat emitting a faint brilliance, and there were many phantoms of the eight tribes, including the dragon god, Shura, and Yasha.

Most of these eight gods admire the old monks who protect this place voluntarily become guardian gods by his side. Although there are many, the power of the Taoist practices is high and low, and the power is also uncertain and uneven.

After colliding with the evil figure, some of them could persevere. Many good guardians were beaten to pieces at the first time, and their bodies and spirits were destroyed. As beings originated from the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, they were soon reborn in the Buddha's light of the old monk. This almost immortal and fearless nature of blood and water filth caused the young man to have a toothache.

After thinking about it, the boy reached out and patted his hand, sat down in the lotus, and more than a dozen blood-colored rays of radius rose. In each blood light, there was a handsome boy who was somewhat similar to him.

These young men were all gods and demons he sacrificed, each of which had divine power equivalent to Jin Zhi. At this time, the release of the Buddha's light made the Buddha's light tremble, and blood lotus as big as wheels bloomed in the Buddha's light.

The blood light began to erode upwards. The old monk proclaimed the Buddha's name and quickly returned to guard. The Buddha's light kept retreating back and eventually turned into a glass wall of light, suspended in front of him. Countless phantoms of good gods of heaven and earth flew up and down in the wall of light, forming a powerful defensive magic array to block the further erosion of the blood light.

"Oh, you old monk, you can practice the Vajra Prajna Zen to this level, and you are also here!"

The boy looked at the glass light wall in front of him, his eyebrows jumped straight, and rubbed his hands, countless blood-colored light gathered, turning into thousands of blood and golden green flowers. In an instant, in front of the light wall, like the night sky under the cannon, the light shone like rain and colorfully.

The old monk did not move at all, and he proclaimed the Buddha's name and persuaded him: "Namo Amitabha! Good! Good! Donor, you cannot break my Great Vajra Prajna Zen Light. Why don't you retreat just now?"

"Retreat? How is that possible!"
Chapter completed!