Chapter 12090 Fading
Chapter 12090 Fading
Wuwuwu——
A desolate, sad, ancient and profound flute sound with boundless sorrow and pain suddenly flowed out slowly from the sinner's flute of the detached singer.
The desolate and sad sound of the flute was carried by the wind between heaven and earth, and a horrifying scene appeared. The sky and earth began to fade, as if being devoured by an endless abyss. The originally blue sky quickly turned black and white.
The thousands of miles of continuous mountains in Fenji Lingshan also faded rapidly, and all the flowers, plants and trees withered and died. It was as if some horrible curse had swept across, threatening to plunge everything between heaven and earth into withering and death.
Sinner's Elegy!
This is the sinner's elegy, the death song played by the sinner's flute!
As soon as the sinner's elegy is sung, all living things in the world will be corroded by the abyss and fall into fading decadence.
In Ye Chen's eyes, the world that was full of colors just now suddenly turned into a desolate and silent blank. He felt a burning pain on his skin, and his nerves became extremely sensitive. Even a slight breeze blowing over him felt like being cut by a knife.
Under the sound of the flute of the sinner's elegy, Ye Chen actually showed signs of degenerating into a faded one!
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In Lingshan, a shocking scene appeared. Thousands of Lingshan disciples saw their bodies fade and then explode under the sound of the flute of the sinner's elegy.
They themselves are faded ones, but they are protected by the Ring of Redemption, so the faded abyss does not occur.
But now, under the sound of the flute of the sinner's elegy, the redemption rings of all Lingshan disciples were broken, they fell into fading again, their flesh and blood burst as if burned by fire, and their bodies soon burned to ashes.
And during this process, no one made a sound. Everyone was very pious and determined, and were willing to die.
All the Lingshan disciples died. Their bodies exploded and the essence of their flesh and blood turned into wisps of blood light and gathered on Duan Lige.
Duan Lige was blessed with the blood and flesh essence of countless disciples, and his aura was even more ferocious and abundant. The sound of the flute he played was even more desolate and gloomy. The majestic will of the faded abyss continued to impact Ye Chen's body and mind.
Buzz!
Behind Duanlige, the ring of salvation kept humming and shining with golden light. The phantom of Vishnu was suspended, bringing Duanlige supreme protection and blessings.
But under this blessing, Duan Lige was not affected by the sound of his own flute. The sky and the earth were fading, but he still maintained his own color.
Strands of flute sounds scraped across Ye Chen's skin like the sharpness of a flying sword. Under the cover of Duan Li Ge's Sinner's Elegy, Ye Chen was in danger of degenerating into a faded being.
This was Duan Lige's method. He knew that in a clash of martial arts and supernatural powers, he would never be able to defeat Ye Chen. It was just like an egg hitting a rock.
But relying on the sinner's flute and a sinner's elegy, he might be able to make Ye Chen fall!
Ye Chen seemed to see his own future in a trance.
Swallowed by the sound of the flute, he became an existence abandoned by this world.
His world was devoid of warmth and color, filled with endless desolation and sadness.
But this scene did not last long, Ye Chen's Dao heart was extremely clear, that was the Dao heart of the Martial Ancestor, the ultimate Dao heart in the world! Fearless of everything!
"You want me to become a sinner? That's not enough!"
Ye Chen's eyes turned cold as he watched the sky and earth fade into a desolate black and white. He did not panic. He pinched his fingers together and demonic energy burst out from his body. The solemn majesty of hell also exploded.
"Devil Prison Star, open!"
Along with a loud shout, a dark star rose above Ye Chen's head. It was the Devil's Prison Star!
This Devil's Prison Star has not yet been fully lit, but when three of the four fragments are combined, the breath of hell is already very strong and rich.
As the destiny star emerged, a magnificent picture of hell, as if tearing apart the shackles of heaven and earth, unfolded around Ye Chen with a bang. Black clouds and mist surged, and endless demonic energy and evil blood intertwined, deep and depressing.
In hell, the netherworld fire was boiling and jumping, thousands of ghosts were howling, Asuras and Yakshas were dancing, and countless demons and monsters were all bowing down to Ye Chen, and making sounds of praise amidst their wails.
Endless hellish fog gathered on Ye Chen and transformed into an emperor's robe that was as dark as night and embroidered with thousands of bright moons.
This is the devil robe of hell. With the robe on, Ye Chen becomes the master of hell, the Demon Emperor of the Netherworld, and his momentum suddenly becomes fierce.
The sound of the flute of the sinner's elegy came rushing over, and the time and space around Ye Chen had faded into paleness, but Ye Chen himself, dressed in a fluttering black robe, and the boiling blood sea of hell, the color was extremely dazzling, with no signs of fading at all.
Wuwuwu——
The song of separation continued to play, a requiem for sinners, and it reached its climax. The sound of the flute became extremely harsh, revealing a sharp curse.
But even so, he couldn't make Ye Chen's hell fade away!
The hell manifested by the Demon Prison Fate Star, which is a combination of three fragments, has a very deep demonic foundation. Deep in the veins of hell, there is even the breath of the skeleton of the former Yama God of Death.
The corners of Duan Lige's eyes were almost cracked and bleeding, but his Sinner's Elegy still couldn't hurt Ye Chen.
Even the Sinner's Elegy cannot fade Ye Chen's hell!
When Ye Chen saw the Hell Demon Robe on his body, with the embroidery of a thousand bright moons shining, he was very satisfied and thought: "The Hell Star is really powerful. The hell it manifests is so powerful that the sky and the earth fade but do not sink, and time and space are erased but do not decay. This is hell, an eternal hell."
His heart was moved, and the breath of hell spread out suddenly, with demonic energy rolling and filling time and space.
In an instant, the world and time that had just faded regained its color, but it was all the dark color of hell, revealing an endless sense of death.
Hell is sweeping, and the black evil spirit of hell is spreading, transforming all the time and space it touches into hell.
Soon, the area of a thousand miles with Ye Chen as the center turned into a dark and decadent hell. Countless ghosts were roaring and wailing, and black claws stretched out from the ground, trying to drag Duan Lige, who was standing on the top of the mountains, into hell completely.
"Go to hell!"
Ye Chen shouted suddenly and grabbed the air with his hands. The dark claws as dark as shadows grabbed Duan Lige's legs and tried to drag him into hell.
"Humph!"
Behind Duan Lige, the shadow of Vishnu had a gloomy look in his eyes. He snorted and immediately emitted a golden blessing.
Suddenly, Duan Lige's whole body burst into amber golden light, brilliant and magnificent.
Click!
The pitch-black claws that Ye Chen summoned from hell were immediately petrified by the radiation of the amber-gold light and turned into amber stone sculptures.
Vishnu is not in a position to take action personally, but relying on the blessing of the stone heart is enough to cause great trouble to Ye Chen.
