Chapter 590 Xiao Xuan
"Oh, you keep saying that you are the guardian of the Sky Tomb and a creature created by the creator of the Sky Tomb, but you don't know anything about it?"
Amon sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
"Outsider, what I said is true. I will ask you one last time, are you willing to retreat? Otherwise, I will let you taste the pain of ten thousand souls eating your body." A trace of ferocity appeared on the huge face, and a pair of eyes appeared. A trace of blood.
The Soul of the Sky Tomb itself is made up of a large number of souls, and its will is crazy and chaotic. The fear of Amon allows it to maintain its little rationality.
"Idiot, why do you think I have to talk to you so much?"
The hour hand of the clock shadow behind Amon suddenly jumped one step, and the torrent of time and space suddenly became stronger, and the spreading power suddenly enveloped the soul of the sky tomb.
A series of translucent insects with twelve rings and exuding starry colors emerged in the field formed by the torrent of time and space.
This area is controlled by Amon. It is a part that he cut off from the Sky Tomb. It maintains a certain connection with the Sky Tomb, but it is not completely affected by the mechanism of the Sky Tomb.
Although the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb was not created by the creator of the Heavenly Tomb as it said, the process of its birth was indeed closely related to the Heavenly Tomb. It has established a strong connection with the Heavenly Tomb and has certain control rights over the Heavenly Tomb. Otherwise, Xiao Xuan would not have allowed it to exist until now.
After being shrouded in Amon's domain, its connection with the Sky Tomb was greatly weakened.
The huge human face suddenly let out a scream, and its eyes turned red: "You are looking for death!"
It spit out a gray cyclone from its mouth, and the cyclone expanded rapidly, forming a continuous terrifying energy storm.
At the same time, it also retreated quickly, trying to leave Amon's domain and deepen its connection with the Sky Tomb.
If it cannot escape, the power it consumes will not be replenished, it will become weaker and weaker, and it will eventually be at the mercy of others.
Amon touched the lower edge of his monocle with the knuckle of his right index finger, and stars were flowing above the lens.
Layers upon layers of doors emerged in mid-air, surrounding soul storms from all directions.
This is a high-level application of the "Seal" talent skill transformed from the characteristics of the "Gate".
The door formed seals the energy, space, and even time around the soul storm, making it unable to move like an insect solidified in amber.
The Soul of the Sky Tomb's pupils shrank. This was the first time it had seen such a strange ability. It wouldn't be surprised if the opponent used any fighting skills to annihilate the Soul Storm, but this seemed to make the Soul Storm and the space in which it existed come together. The power of stagnation looks even more terrifying.
It suddenly had a strong premonition of danger. I feel like something is drilling into my body.
"parasitic!"
As the power of time and space spreads, there are countless clones of Amon, scattered in the air, densely packed, and everywhere.
A figure appeared in front of its eyes, a figure wearing a pointed hat and a monocle.
"Damn it, what the hell are you!"
It found that its power was passing away quickly. This was not the kind of power that could be quickly restored after being consumed, but the source of its own soul!
After the loss, even if the connection with the Sky Tomb is reestablished, these lost powers will not come back!
The soul of the Sky Tomb let out bursts of screams. It felt like there were countless small insects in its body, constantly eating everything in it.
Amon smiled: "I like your opponents best who only have souls and no body protection. Pure souls are just food for the 'Insect of Spirit'."
A piece of food that tasted a little disgusting...it was parasitized by the soul of the Tomb of Heaven, and the faces of the Amon worms who gnawed at the origin of its soul showed a look of disgust.
It's too messy, too patchy.
After eating it, the spirits of these Amons will inevitably slide towards madness.
The soul of the Heavenly Tomb wailed and screamed crazily. It has too little combat experience and no powerful strength to make an effective response to Amon's weird methods.
If it were Xiao Xuanlai, Amon would not be able to successfully parasitize so easily.
The huge human face shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. The spiritual insects have also fallen into madness because they have eaten too many mottled souls.
This inevitably had an impact on Amon's body, and he had to spare his energy to stabilize his mind.
The soul of the Heavenly Tomb felt that the pain of being eaten away on its body had weakened a bit, and it immediately rushed outwards.
Amon temporarily cut off the connection with those crazy spiritual insects and isolated the mental pollution. He jumped forward, turned into a giant dragon, and rushed forward.
Standing on the ground and watching Amon reveal his true form, there was an unconcealable exclamation in Cai Lin's eyes...
At this moment, she felt a pressure coming from her bloodline...
"The Supreme of Warcraft, Taixu Ancient Dragon." She murmured softly to herself, attracted by the strong and powerful figure.
Look at those starry scales, look at that slender and strong body...
The giant dragon moved at a speed that seemed slow but was actually extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it blocked the escape of the soul from the Tomb of Heaven.
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"Do you really want to kill them all? If I die, the Sky Tomb will collapse!" The soul of the Sky Tomb tried to use deception to make Amon worry.
A trace of ridicule flashed in the dragon's eyes, and starlight emerged from the dragon's claws, and invisible flames wrapped around it.
This is the Fallen Heart Flame, which is extremely harmful to the soul!
With a vague connection to the Heavenly Tomb and a large amount of its origin being eaten by the Spiritual Bugs, the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb has become extremely weak and can no longer exert the combat power of a Nine-Star Dou Sheng. It felt the threat of death from the huge dragon claws.
At this moment, it suddenly shouted:
"Xiao Xuan, save me!"
"If I am devoured by him, the control of the Heavenly Tomb will fall into his hands, and you won't be able to escape then! "
"Alas..." A faint sigh sounded, and a terrifying force tore Amon's domain apart.
A huge energy hand of thousands of feet fell from the sky.
Amon did not dare to be careless, and turned around, and the dragon claws went up.
The terrifying energy storm broke out from the collision between the dragon claws and the giant hand. The ten-thousand-foot dragon body was also pushed by this huge force, sinking down, and almost hitting the ground.
A trace of joy appeared in the eyes of the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb, and he quickly seized the opportunity to escape to the exit torn by Xiao Xuan.
Amon knew that it was difficult to stop it, so he re-contacted the spirit insects parasitic in the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb and ordered them to retreat.
Even though he had fallen into madness, the main body still had absolute dominance, and the orders to the clones were higher than their own will.
The spirit insects turned into countless stars and broke away from the body of the Soul of the Heavenly Tomb.
Gathered around Amon, they turned into a young man who also wore a pointed soft hat and a monocle.
It was just that his eyes were scarlet, and his breath was chaotic and mottled, and he had fallen into madness.
