Chapter 1421 Lord of Nothingness (2)

Lord of Nothingness·Serios (Demon Lord): Level???, HP???, Physical Attack???, Magic Attack???, Physical Defense???, Magic Defense???

After looking at the data in the corner of his eyes, there was another series of question marks.

Xiao Han had guessed this a long time ago, so there was no surprise at all.

But when he saw the name Serios, the prefix was actually Lord of Nothingness, he immediately had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Could it be that it is immune to all physical attacks?"

Thinking so, seeing that the Lord of Nothingness was less than a kilometer away from here, Xiao Han immediately grasped the Nine Nether Demon-Slaying Spear in his hand and whispered: "Even if it is immune, so what."

"As long as it is blocked outside the abyss passage, even if it is only for a short second, it will be enough to make it irreparable."

"Qinglong is one of the four sacred beasts. It should be the same as the black tortoise under Qianxi Island. It is also a holy spirit-level existence. Can't it be easily suppressed by raising a hand?"

With this judgment, Xiao Han no longer entangled with Liu Yan's matter, and his eyes were fixed on the Lord of Nothingness who was getting closer and closer.

Eight hundred meters, five hundred meters, three hundred meters...

In just one breath, the Lord of the Abyss, like a jellyfish, had already rushed straight over.

At this time, Xiao Han no longer hesitated, and a blazing black flame immediately burned on the spear.

At the same time, the black Nine Nether Demon-Slaying Spear just trembled slightly, and immediately transformed into five afterimages. Even though the energy in his body was pouring out, he didn't care at all.

And the Lord of Nothingness, even though he had seen such an attack, had no intention of stopping.

Instead, he rushed over at a faster speed.

"Humph."

Seeing this, Xiao Han couldn't help but snorted coldly, and then roared angrily: "It's not that easy to escape from here."

"The power of my shot is not something you can bear."

With a power of tens of millions of points, even the Lord of Greed with four arms couldn't stop it, so it was impossible for this soft-bodied Demon Lord like a jellyfish to stop it.

With such confidence, the Nine Nether Demon-Slaying Spear with five afterimages immediately swung over.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The next second, a violent roar came, and five deep gullies were instantly smashed on the ground.

As for the target of the attack, the Lord of Nothingness, his body was like a phantom, passing directly over the bodies of the crowd and rushing directly into the abyss passage.

Roar!

At this time, another roar came.

The Azure Dragon, which was more than a kilometer long, finally flew over by a hair's breadth.

But the Lord of Greed and the Lord of Nothingness had already fled into the abyss, so it was useless even if they came over now.

Xiao Han looked behind him in a daze, and then looked at Tan Yuntian in silence, his eyes full of helplessness.

"Ah..."

Tan Yuntian sighed and glanced at the abyss passage. Even though his eyes were full of reluctance, he did not have the courage to chase after him.

Because the abyss is the home ground of the demons, even if the Ten Thousand Races defeated the demons at the beginning, they did not have the ability to kill into the abyss.

And now, although there are few demon lord-level beings in the abyss.

But there are several beasts equivalent to the level of divine beasts sleeping in almost every layer, and even in the lowest layers, the number may be as high as double digits.

If a Saint-level being really rushed into the abyss, those sleeping beasts would certainly be awakened.

"The demonic disaster is really coming!"

After whispering, Tan Yuntian immediately turned his gaze to Xiao Han, with a hint of struggle in his eyes.

Roar!

At this time, another roar sounded, and then he said in a muffled voice: "Before I came, a guy escaped into the abyss passage."

"It looks like the Lord of Greed. Is the seal on the Dead Cave broken?"

"Yeah." Tan Yuntian nodded and responded, and immediately continued in a deep voice: "After nearly ten thousand years of erosion, the Nine Abyss Soul Refining Formation has long been overwhelmed."

"It's actually very good to be able to hold on until now."

"Originally, we wanted to rely on our own strength, whether it was to kill it or re-seal it, but we failed in the end."

"It's already very good." Qinglong glanced at the abyss passage and continued: "The demonic disaster has its own destiny. It has been like this since ancient times. We can't stop it."

"What we need to do now is to find the Chosen Son as soon as possible."

"When all the other Abyss Lords are Before they are all out of trouble, if they are all trained to the level of war gods, they can still survive this demonic disaster. "

"Huh..."

As he said this, Qinglong also looked at Xiao Han, and his face was happy, but he said sadly: "Son of the Chosen, but how come the power of luck is exhausted!"

"The Son of the Chosen in each generation is rare, and one is wasted before it even starts."

"Alas, it's such a pity that you can't accept the infusion of energy tides with such strength!"

"Energy tide?" Tan Yuntian repeated, and asked in confusion: "What is energy tide, and what benefits does it bring to the Son of the Chosen?"

"It's a special method of cultivation."

Qinglong paused for a moment and continued: "Every time there is trouble, there will be a Son of the Chosen born to people."

"But many times, there is no time for the Son of the Chosen to grow up. "

"So in the distant ancient times, there were extremely smart and powerful people who invented this kind of training method specifically for the Son of Heaven."

"Generally, it only takes three to five months to cultivate it into a god of war."

"Huh..."

Qinglong said, while looking at the other people around him, and then said excitedly: "There are really many talents here!"

"There are only twenty people in total, and there are two Sons of Heaven."

"It seems that these people are also the elites of mankind, so it is necessary to cultivate them."

As he said, Qinglong opened his mouth and spit out nearly twenty ancient books of different colors. They immediately flew out of his mouth.

Then he turned his eyes to Zhantian and said with expectation: "The demonic disaster is about to come to the world again. As the Son of Heaven who was born to meet the times, you have an obligation."

"Come with me now. In three to five months at most, you will have the strength to fight the Lord of the Abyss head-on."

"Okay, I'll go with you." Zhantian responded excitedly and immediately flew to Qinglong.

Seeing this, Tan Yuntian's face became anxious, and he asked hurriedly: "Senior Qinglong, after the power of luck is exhausted, is there no way to replenish it?"

"How to replenish the power of heaven?"

Qinglong looked at Xiao Han again and continued: "Since the power of luck is gone, it is also his fate, there is nothing we can do about it."

"Don't worry about it anymore, just keep practicing hard."

"Perhaps in a few decades, he may not be without the possibility of becoming a god of war."

"I have to find the son of luck. If you are lucky enough to find the son of luck, take them to the Ten Thousand Demons Mountains."

After saying that, Qinglong flew away without any hesitation.

And Zhan Tian was also wrapped in a mysterious power, and he quickly followed behind him and went away.

In just two or three breaths, he had completely disappeared from sight.