Chapter 592 Waiting for someone to arrive

"Damn it!"

Ancient Netherworld raised one sword edge after another and slashed at the 5-year-old child in front of him.

However, this unprecedentedly powerful blade lost its color under the defense of the invisible soul ring.

"Why?"

"Why!!"

Its tone was filled with anger, "Why will the defense system I developed become a means for you to fight against me?"

"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have shown the multi-dimensional soul ring fusion body to you, and it would have been used by you monkeys. This is its shame!!"

The ancient netherworld talks endlessly.

At the same time, its figure flickered again, lost in time and space, and arrived at another hidden village.

"Han Tao, I admit that you have some means. I can't kill your past, and I can't kill her life."

"But so what, you can't stop me, you can't protect everyone!"

Han Tao stared at it quietly.

Ancient Netherworld came to the home of two titled Douluo.

"Title Douluo?"

The sword containing years was gently swung, and the middle-aged couple with the title of Douluo died without any surprise.

"them."

In the illusion, Oscar witnessed the truth of the past.

"Are they my parents?"

"I am an orphan, and it was because of the ancient ghosts that killed my parents?"

Han Tao put away his illusion and nodded gently.

In an ordinary family, if the parents do not have strong martial arts spirits, it is almost impossible to give birth to a child with innate soul power.

"I found you!"

Ancient Netherworld looked at the children running in the fields.

With a gentle step, its figure traveled thousands of miles and arrived directly in front of Oscar.

"You are different from Ning Rongrong. You didn't eat some weird plants. You can't stop my sharpness!"

——Jianfeng of Time!

The golden wheat fields and plump ears of grain are exactly the fields on the edge of Shrek Academy.

"Looks familiar?"

Han Tao stared at this place.

This happens to be the birthplace of the "Ten Thousand Years Lone Bamboo Shoot" and the place where the God of Cookery descends.

"Destiny and luck are like this. What seems like an accidental coincidence is actually a deeper arrangement of power. But this time, luck is by my side."

Oscar's head was severed.

Bright red blood dripped in the wheat field and penetrated deep into the soil.

Wandering souls, engraved stones hidden deep in the ground.

"It seems that I am the winner!"

Ancient Netherworld looked at Oscar, whose head fell to the ground, smiled contemptuously, and left slowly.

"I'm not afraid of your resurrection. My sword edge is mixed with the power of time. I have frozen his state and time and space."

"Even if you can draw the divine light of resurrection to regenerate it, you can only revert it back to the appearance of a severed head."

It maintained the arrogance of a strong man and looked at the rift in time and space with a nonchalant look. It knew that Han Tao was observing it.

Outside the world, behind time, Oscar's body disappeared like light and shadow.

"Don't be afraid, we are coming!"

A small gap appeared in the space of Douluo Continent, and two gods walked out of it.

The God of Cookery, the Nine-Colored Goddess, is like a god who condescends to descend, pulling the divine light through time and space.

"It makes no sense!"

Ancient Netherworld smiled evilly and inadvertently blew the wheat field next to it, "I have fixed its state. It is completely dead. You can't change this status quo."

"The charm of time is a magnificence that you cannot comprehend, and it is also a past that cannot be reached!"

"How's it going? Can you save me?"

The God of Cookery glanced at the Nine-Colored Goddess. She shook her head and explained.

"Our resurrection light can temporarily revive his body, but Oscar will also die in a shorter period of time. Time is something we don't understand at all."

"Is there no other way?"

The Nine-Colored Goddess remained silent.

The God of Cookery turned his head and looked at Han Tao, "I did something wrong before. Please forgive me. I also hope you can save Oscar."

"Because once your destiny is reduced, you will no longer be able to compete with the destiny of heaven and earth. Plane consciousness and branches of destiny will become more difficult to handle, and you will no longer be able to resist the ancient netherworld."

Han Tao sighed, "Only the power of time can compete with the power of time!"

"You resurrect Oscar first. During the short interval between Oscar's rebirth and his death, use time and space to destroy everything about him. Then he can be reborn after being bathed in the resurrection light."

The God of Cookery frowned slightly, "It's quite complicated?"

"Yes, it is so complicated to achieve the needs."

"But we can't be in a hurry!"

Han Tao pointed to the space-time rift.

The Ancient Netherworld was walking away. It didn't even pay attention to Oscar's resurrection and death, as if it didn't care about anything. But Han Tao understood that it did care. It deliberately pretended not to care. When it thought it had a chance to win, the Ancient Netherworld He will stand up with arrogance and scornfully accuse himself of being "absurd".

"Do you need to wait any longer?"

"When the soul master dies, the soul has no place to live. Every minute this state lasts, Oscar's soul becomes weaker."

Han Tao said firmly, "Keep waiting!"

Through the soil, he saw the engraved stone under the ground. If it had it as a carrier, Oscar's soul weakness problem would no longer exist.

Zhu Zhuqing asked in confusion, "What are you waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for someone!"

"Who?"

"Dean Flanders!" Han Tao mentioned a name.

His strength was not strong, and he was even considered weak in the eyes of everyone, but everyone was very concerned about this detail.

"I'm waiting for Dean Flanders, waiting for him to come and take in Oscar, the 'orphan', and complete the intersection of time and space and destiny."

For a long time, for a long time.

The golden glow pierced through time and space, illuminating Oscar's disappeared light and shadow. His figure appeared briefly and disappeared in a short time.

"Now!"

"Time and space, annihilate!"

Oscar turned into ashes, and his time and space characteristics were also ashes.

"Continue, resurrect the divine light!"

The power of the Nine-Colored Goddess fell again, and Oscar bathed in the divine light and ushered in a new life.

The future Oscar was resurrected, and the past Oscar also climbed up, as if everything he had suffered no longer existed.

"You are."

Several years ago, Oscar raised his head.

Coming towards him was a man with sinister eyes and a proud look.

"Han Tao, that's all!"

"Now, I will hunt your next partner. Maybe I should pray."

"Pray for me to show mercy, although I have no mercy in my heart, hahahahahahaha!!"

The Ancient Netherworld recounted with joy, its mind immersed in fantasy, it could already imagine

what kind of sadness Han Tao, who was observing its behavior in the future, felt deep in his heart?

"Here we are!"

Han Tao's fingers wiped gently.

"The Ancient Netherworld has found you and arrived at the former Xingluo Empire."

"What."

Zhu Zhuqing's face gradually solidified, and sweat was visible on her forehead.

Han Tao shook his head and smiled, "I think you should not worry about it, because you once mastered the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. If you had used your heart to comprehend it, why would you have the murderous intent from years ago?"

"No, this is different. I did not fully master the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger."

Zhu Zhuqing's face was pale.

The pitch-black battle skirt formed a sharp contrast with the pale face. Her fingers trembled involuntarily, and her bright eyes and face revealed a flattering look.