The matrix of reincarnation behind him is spinning like a giant millstone.

The resulting vortex is like a black hole, wildly swallowing everything.

The limbs of the Sirius King contain the power of rules in this space.

After disintegration, it would have been instantly integrated into the dimensional space.

However, it never dreamed that Ren Kuang could capture it directly.

Ever since he captured the Heavenly Dao clone, Ren Kuang has become very experienced in imprisoning such mysterious things.

That is, regardless of the situation, just expand the matrix and swallow it.

As expected, the power of these rules also contains some thoughts and insights of the Sirius King.

After entering, he condensed instantly and rushed towards Ren Kuang's temple, intending to kill Ren Kuang's original soul.

"The human boy who overestimates his own abilities dares to devour even the heavenly clone of this Wolf King. This is the real way to lure a wolf into the house."

The Sirius King's thoughts were filled with joy.

The huge body suddenly landed in the square, waving its claws, and was about to hit the temple.

Buzz!

Suddenly, its movements froze.

A vast and powerful force imprisoned it.

That was the page of the Creation Book, turned into a shield of light, covering it.

"How come you have such noble rules of heaven?"

"Still so complete?"

"No, that's impossible."

"Are you the legendary creation god?"

The Sirius King screamed in horror.

The rules of heaven also have high and low levels of strength and weakness.

And what he masters is completely dependent on the rules of heaven on earth.

Such quality is far inferior to even the palm Ren Kuang captured last time.

Nature is no match for the pages of creation.

The pressure of heaven is more terrifying than the pressure of the soul.

The Sirius King watched helplessly as his body was decomposed into mist under the light and scattered in all directions.

Ren Kuang frowned slightly: "So weak?"

He originally thought that even if this guy's understanding of the way of heaven was not as good as the palm of his hand, if he only had 10% of it, he would still be considered a gain.

Who knew it could be so weak.

The palm of his hand turned into a thousand-mile mountain range, but the entire body of the Sirius King actually just turned into a faint mist.

Tianhun was completely stunned.

The terrifying existence that he feared like a tiger was killed by Ren Kuang's men with one sword.

How can we be an enemy to such a powerful enemy?

At this moment, Tianhun had completely given up on resisting.

Looking at the Mad Emperor in front of him, he fell to the ground.

"The Mad Emperor is truly a divine man from all ages."

No. 8 had already taken back the broken sword.

The time the Broken Sword appeared in this space did not even exceed one second.

But No. 8 was already pale, as if all his strength had been drained away.
Chapter completed!