Breaking another layer of winding paths, Boluogo passed through the dark and deep chasm. The white snow just disappeared. What came back to Boluogo's eyes was the endless green field. He stood on the soft grass.

I smelled a hint of the fragrance of wild grass, and then the stench of fishy smell hit my face.

The beautiful scene of grazing on the grassland disappeared, and all that appeared in front of Boluogo's eyes was the plowed land. The carcasses of cattle and sheep were rolled up in the grass, and sticky blood seeped out, dripping.

The Throat of the Abyss struggled hard, its countless arms scratching the ground repeatedly, like a giant centipede, quickly escaping from this place. It raised a cloud of smoke and dust behind it, and terrifying ether fluctuations burst out one after another.

"Don't run away."

Boluogo waved his flaming sword, cutting through the smoke and dust in front of his eyes, and burning the scattered fragments into fine ashes one by one, dissipating in the wind.

"Where can you escape to?"

While reprimanding, Boluogo pursued forward. On the way, Boluogo noticed the herdsmen sitting on the fence not far away. Their expressions were pale, and they stayed in place like sculptures, motionless.

When Boluogo's eyes fell on them, one of the herdsmen reacted first. He first let out a hysterical scream, then turned around and ran away for a few steps. His steps staggered, and he fell to the ground before running far.

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Got up and fell down again.

Fear has completely captured these herdsmen. They live far away from the city and live a simple and unpretentious life. If nothing unexpected happens, his life will end in this monotonous and quiet cycle. Until this day, Boluogo completely destroys their peaceful life.

broken.

When you see something, you can never go back to your original life.

Bologg sighed tiredly. According to the regulations of the Bureau of Order, even if someone is acting with glory, they must avoid the sight of ordinary people as much as possible. But now is an emergency, and Bologg has no time to think about so much. What's more,

What's more...

On top of the mountains, the trees of light towering over the sky and earth sway peacefully, spreading endless ether to the world.

Boluogo instinctively felt that this regulation would be canceled in the near future. As the great rift unfolded, the boundaries between the supernatural and the earthly world were constantly blurred until they merged into one.

A new, extraordinary era is coming. Many old things will be destroyed, and from their ashes, many new things will be born. The social structure will undergo major changes, and the foundation of human life will also change.

Borogo is not afraid of such a future. In fact, he just needs to regard the extraordinary power as another innovative force, just like the lords of the old era did when they first saw the steam engine.

The cycle begins over and over again.

With his thoughts freed from worries about future changes, Boluogo focused on the present, glaring angrily at the Throat of the Abyss in front of him.

In addition to the power of tearing apart the winding paths, the Throat of the Abyss also possesses the terrifying devouring ability. Everything that is put into its mouth will disappear into the darkness, and its biting power is extremely powerful, as if it were swallowed from space.

The layers are misaligned and cut, and neither steel nor rock can stop its sharp teeth.

Even if compared with other evils in this world, the Throat of the Abyss does not have very strong combat effectiveness, but its essence is still an evil in this world, and this is absolutely unchangeable.

Suddenly, the Throat of the Abyss turned its body, just like the mouth of the abyss suddenly opened, and a strange and powerful suction force burst out from it.

Like a huge vortex generated out of thin air, it spins, roars, and greedily swallows everything around it.

The carcasses of cattle and sheep crushed and broken by the Throat of the Abyss, as well as the soil and rocks that were originally silent, were all ruthlessly rolled up by this force and flew towards the mouth of the abyss.

Even the weeds growing in the wilderness were not spared. They were uprooted, and the entire turf was completely peeled off like a huge carpet, revealing the dark brown land below.

Boluogo stood firm and was not shaken at all by the suction force. Under the influence of this force, the surrounding air became distorted, forming strange airflows. Even all sounds were swallowed up, only

All that's left is the roar of the wind and the roar of the vortex.

The entire wilderness seemed to be shaking under the raging force of this force.

Until the flaming sword burst out and everything came to an abrupt end.

The body of Guangzhuo Zhizhi burst into flames. Under the guidance of the power of control, the fire sword instantly extended for tens of meters. Although the momentum was not as amazing as in the etheric world, the blow that penetrated the darkness successfully interrupted the swallowing force.

Guidance from the Maw of the Deep.

The fire sword left a black sword mark on the pale skin.

The Throat of the Abyss whimpered again and again. No matter how powerful its devouring power was, under Bologo's precise control, it was still unable to compete with Bologg in this trick.

It didn't understand why Boluogo was so powerful. It had obviously eaten many Glorious Ones, but Boluogo looked so completely different compared to them.

Boluoge swung the fire sword vigorously, and little sparks quietly fell on the grassy field.

The sparks were small and inconspicuous at first, but as soon as they came into contact with the dry grass blades, they quickly ignited and turned into orange-red flames, greedily devouring everything around them.

The fire spread rapidly, running wildly in all directions, jumping and rolling, becoming more fierce with the help of the wind.

Soon, tongues of fire gathered together to form a blazing wall of fire, completely surrounding the Throat of the Abyss.

Under Bolog's guidance, the deadly fireworks did not burn wantonly, but were confined to the side of the Throat of the Abyss, trapping it in this fiery embrace.

The flames danced wildly and made crackling sounds, as if mocking the powerlessness of the Throat of the Abyss.

"Bo... Boluogo..." A hoarse voice sounded from the darkness in his mouth, "Boluogo, don't..."

"Oh? Are you begging for mercy?"

Bologo came to the Throat of the Abyss. Under the raging firelight, the battle seemed like a sacrificial ceremony.

"No...I'm just warning you."

Suddenly, the intermittent sound of the Throat of the Abyss became smoother, and Boluoge discovered that the voice of the Throat of the Abyss actually had a hint of... familiarity?

The Throat of Tunyuan opened its mouth wide, and a face suddenly popped out from the darkness. The face was covered with changing lines. These lines were like a group of snakes, tightly hugging the face, and each one was twisting.

It moves and shrinks, as if it is trying to squeeze this face into the endless abyss.

Boluogo took a step back vigilantly and carefully penetrated it. These lines were like countless worms and roundworms, crawling wantonly on his face, sometimes intertwined and sometimes scattered.

As these lines and insects squirmed, little black particles scattered from them into the air, like black dust, floating and rotating in the air.

Boluogo held his breath and knitted his brows together. The power of protection was about to move. It seemed that in the next second, Boluogo would once again make his body covered with ferocious serrated blades.

"Boluogo, it's not yet time for you and me to fight."

Scarlet eyes squeezed through the countless lines and peered at Boluogo.

"Mammon?"

Boluogo recognized the owner of this face, it was the greedy Mammon.

"The moment for the decisive battle?" An arrogant smile appeared on Boluogo's face, and he said without mercy, "I thought we had already started the decisive battle."

The fire sword split a blazing wave of blades, which hit the body of Tunyuan Throat hard, exploding into a series of dazzling flames. Tunyuan Throat squirmed its body, and countless arms danced wildly in the air, drawing out lines.

A small winding crack stretches into it.

Around Boluogo, countless pale and slender arms stretched out from all directions. They were twisted like dead branches, and their sharp fingertips flashed with cold light, like sharp swords, scrambling to reach towards Boluogo, trying to pull him away.

He tore it into pieces.

However, Boluogo's reaction speed far exceeded the attacks of these arms. His body was as fast as lightning, and the blade in his hand slashed at an even faster speed, cutting off the outstretched arms one after another.

Every time the knife was swung, it was accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, and the arm broke off with the sound, bursting into a flower of blood, scattered on the ground, like chopped leaves, filling the ground with scarlet.

"These tricks are so old-fashioned, Mammon!"

Bologo shouted and waved another wave of fire towards Mammon's face.

In the firelight, Mammon stared at Boluogo with incomparable hatred. Boluogo was not afraid and asked, "What? Did the battle with Leviathan go well? You actually have the leisure to hinder me?"

From the previous encounter with Beelzebub, we can see that demons can appear in many places at the same time, but their own spirit and power will also be dispersed.

Mammon should be concentrating on dealing with Leviathan. If Bologo hadn't gradually forced the Maw of the Abyss into a desperate situation, he wouldn't have risked being defeated by Leviathan and came here briefly.

"Are you sure you want to continue like this?"

An evil voice sounded, and Mammon gritted her teeth.

"Who are you threatening?"

Bologg roared in turn, his figure twisted and disappeared, and with just a roar, Bologg actually reached Mammon and approached the huge mouthpart of the Throat of the Abyss.

"The swords are already facing each other, are you still talking about etiquette?"

Boluogo couldn't understand Mammon. The power of control spread in all directions. In an instant, countless pairs of invisible giant hands strangled the mouthparts of the Swallowing Abyss Throat to prevent it from closing its mouth.

"Mammon, has anyone ever said that you talk a lot of nonsense?"

Boluogo landed on the edge of the mouthparts and stepped under the many sharp teeth. "Or are you businessmen all like this?"

As he spoke, the fire sword pierced Mammon's face, "Use endless nonsense and hide your true purpose in a few words?"

The flaming sword reached Mammon's eyes, and Boluogo thought he would have some resistance, but the sword blade penetrated Mammon's head unimpeded, cutting off his face and those extremely disgusting worms.

Fireworks burned Mammon's face, but his skin and flesh were not burned, just like water and fire were invulnerable.

Mammen sighed expressionlessly, "That's really a pity."

The darkness in his mouth boiled and rolled, overflowing Mammon's face, burying him in the darkness again. A powerful force burst out from the throat of the swallowing abyss. It swung its body, not only breaking free from Boluo Ge's

The suppression also shocked Boluogo out of his mouth.

Boluogo rolled several times in the air and landed firmly on the ground. At this time, he looked at the Throat of the Abyss, and saw its smooth skin squirming quickly, and then scarlet pupils emerged from it.

Grows out and spreads all over the body.

Thick black tar seeped out from the mouth of the Throat of the Abyss. This was supposed to be the substance of the devil in its true form, but now it flowed out of the body of the Throat of the Abyss.

Unable to see the evil in the world, Boluogo couldn't help but have many doubts in his heart.
To be continued...