Chapter 1594 Tampering with Fate!

In the dark and cold depths of nothingness, a huge cobweb made of gray thin threads is quietly suspended.

The strong breath of fate overflowed from the cobweb. The gray thin lines of the cobweb seemed to be connected to souls one by one. The cobwebs were extremely large. At a glance, it seemed to encomple the heavens and the earth. Those gray thin lines, hundreds of millions of dollars, countless.

At this moment, in the heart of the cobweb, Sauron's wheel of fate is like a suction cup, tightly glued to the spider web. Inside the wheel of fate, Sauron closed his eyes, looked calm, and operated the power of fate.

Countless fine gray lines, shrinking from the far and distant places, they actually sink into the wheel of fate little by little and penetrate the Sauron divine body through the wheel of fate.

A terrible breath in charge of fate, pinching the throats of all sentient beings, and gradually came out of Sauron's body.

"The chaos has no beginning, and the fate is impermanent..."

The murmur that went straight to the depths of the soul came from the flesh, blood and bones of the divine body of Sauron. He did not open his mouth, and the mysterious sound echoed in the body, soul and altar.

The wheel of fate, which was trampled under his feet, kept turning and quietly changed.

It turns into a thick scripture book for a while, condenses into a cobweb of life, and turns into a roulette...

Gradually, the origin of fate contracted in his divine body, flesh and blood, and soul altar. I don't know how long it took, and the wheel of fate also disappeared in his body. Sauron slowly had consciousness, and the erratic soul finally returned.

He opened his eyes and his eyes were confused. After a long time, his eyes gradually appeared...

"Fate! Destiny!"

The deafening sound of the soul swung out of his altar, and a thick book flashed with magnificent light, quickly condensed in his arcane layer.

Sauron stepped on the wheel of fate, and his eyes were twinkled. Galloped freely. .

He flew here at a high speed and passed through a strange area. He saw many undiscovered myogenous sources. He turned a blind eye and looked for the movement of life.

He came to a gloomy and strange place. He saw the prison of the soul clan, which wandered in the form of pure soul. Try to determine what it is.

Sauron stopped. Smiling, he whispered, "You Prison, haven't you found the origin of your corresponding soul?"

"Wow!"

The soul of the prison immediately sank into his body, and the thin and handsome prison's face was gloomy, "Senior Sauron! I don't know if the seniors came here specially. What advice do you have?

He is also a strong person at the level of the top ten ancestors. The prison knows the horror of Sauron, and even the teacher of the prison in those years. It has been said that Sauron is the most terrible role in the world. It is said that he can transcend the strong figure of an era and once made the prison be careful of Sauron. Don't be easy to deal with.

For tens of thousands of years, Sauron has always stayed in the endless abyss, sat at the door of Taichu, and did not appear in the sea of nothingness, so that the new generation of strong people rarely paid attention to Sauron.

There are only people like prison. Only then did I know that Sauron's horror was terrible, and I never dared to underestimate it.

This time, when the prison and Rupert followed the Yuan soldier to practice hard work, everyone secretly speculated that the current turbulence in Xinghai may be related to Sauron. It is recognized that Sauron will be a spoiler and imply a ghost.

Therefore, as soon as Sauron appeared, the prison immediately met the enemy and felt inexplicably panicked.

"It seems that I should have told you something, otherwise you won't be so nervous after seeing me come over..." Sauron smiled indifferently and said seriously, "But it's a pity that you haven't found the origin of the meaning of the soul, otherwise it will take a lot of effort to control your fate. It's simple now..."

The prison is discolored.

Before he thought too much, he roared, and suddenly condensed a fierce soul on the top of his head. Those fierce souls were like trolls, like ancient demons, huge, ferocious, domineering, and contained immeasurable terror.

The fierce soul roared and slammed at Sauron. The bloody mouth and claws of the fierce soul had fallen on the top of Sauron's head.

Sauron stood still, with a little frown, and the thick scripture book emerged.

Holding the book in both hands, Sauron's palm squirmed wonderfully, and the lines were connected to the line of fate in the book. The scripture is the book of fate, which is the fusion of Sauren's righteousness and the origin of fate. It is in charge of the fate of the world's creatures, and can accurately break or

"In this era, the soul clan, the seventh generation patriarch, the prison... has been found."

Sauron turned the pages, and countless tedious and wonderful light lines shone out of the book.

As his words fell, the prison suddenly tightened his soul, and there was a strong uneasiness in his heart. He gave birth to a sense of horror that he was a puppet and was grasped by the other party.

"The line of fate, hidden in every soul, dominates the fate of life, I am the god of fate, holding the book of fate, can judge your fate and soul..."

Sauron sang softly, looked calm, and looked at the prison with a smile.

A fierce soul released by the prison, like being pressed by an invisible big hand, roared crazily, but could not get close to Sauron, but the prison, like being held tightly, screaming, but quickly flew to Sauron.

"In the name of the god of fate, tamper with fate for you!"

Sauron smiled gently, holding a thick scripture in one hand, separated a hand, and pressed his palm on the unmovable eyebrows of the prison. Countless fine lines, such as cobwebs, flashed and penetrated the soul altar of the prison.

The cobweb is hidden, and the soul altar of the prison is tightly bound by a net. The altar of the prison is like a fish held by a fishing net...

Sauron gave up. The book of fate disappeared into his eyebrows, but there was a small mesh pattern on the forehead of the prison. The eyes of the prison changed one after another. Before long, his face calmed down and he knelt down respectfully towards Sauron, "The prison knocked on the master."

Sauron nodded with a smile, stepped on the wheel of fate, and left with the prison.

In the same way, he wandered around, subduing the warriors who entered the place one by one, shaking the sky, Mantis, Rupert, Dracoola, the dragon lizard ancestor and others, and finally became a guest on the wheel of fate, with a small cobweb on his forehead.

Fate has been abruptly tampered with!

Sauron entered the door of Taichu, found the origin of the mystery of fate at the fastest speed, quietly merged, and had the terrible magic power to change the fate. He wandered around, subdued those who could not integrate the origin of the mystery one by one, turned them into his puppets, mainly with him.

Shaking the sky, the prison, Mantis, and Rupert are all strong people at the top ten domain ancestors. The dragon lizard ancestor and Dekura are also strong and abnormal. There are more domain martial artists who have also been subdued by him one by one. In a very short time, Sauron has become the .

"It's not enough. We have to find a stronger assistant. Shiyan is relatively difficult to do, barren... It should have integrated a myoyi source. Once the aoyi source is integrated, the line of fate will become tedious and tough, and it is difficult to tamper with. This guy is not easy to do. It seems that

Sauron stood on the wheel of fate and muttered to himself. After him, he shook the sky, prison, Mantis, Rupert and others. The soul altar was tied by the cobweb of fate. He had lost control of the divine body and soul and was completely dominated by him.

"It's going to be a little faster..."

Sauron thought secretly, driving the wheel of fate, holding the book of fate in his hand, and galloping wildly. The warriors he met on the way were easily enslaved by him as long as they did not integrate the origin of mystery.

I don't know how long it took, Sauron's eyes lit up and he came to a huge drop of crystal water in front of the wheel of fate.

In the water droplets, the soul of the mothium fluctuates strongly, and the water droplet slowly shrinks. Looking at the posture, it seems that it can soon be fused and become the original meaning of the mothm.

Sauron's wheel of fate came quietly, and many strong people behind him released terrible power fluctuations one after another.

"It's okay. It's not too late. If it's really integrated for you, it will be difficult. It will take too much energy." Sauron looked at the huge water droplet, with a happy face, smiling at the power of fate, turning over the strange book condensed by the origin of fate and his mystery, and muttered in a low voice: "In the early times, the life of water, the yuan..."

"Give it to me!"

Sauron's hand designated grid on the last page of the scriptures, and his fingertips suddenly shot strangely, and a terrible breath of imprisoning the fate of living creatures burst out!

"Oh!"

A turbulent flow of water, wrapped in the body of the moth, was pulled out of the origin of the mystery of water, in which he tried his best to integrate the origin of the mystery of the water, and roared irritly, "Who? Who is disturbing my path of integration?!"

"Detain him." Sauron drank low.

Behind him, the prison, Rupert, Mantis, Shake the Sky, Dracon, and the ancestors of the dragon lizard all came out together, their own power, the flames all over the sky, the terrible soul, the flowing light of the soul, the raging ice storm, and the thick magma covered together.

Many strong people joined hands, and the energy fluctuation that destroyed the world caught the moth off guard. His huge body condensed into layers of water film to resist the bombardment of these forces.

"Some of your men are available. It's really much easier, otherwise it won't be so easy to hold your fate..."

Sauron smiled indifferently, pressed the last page of the seren scriptures with one hand, pressed it on a thick gray line, and suddenly grabbed it.

A sharp pain came from the depths of the main soul, and he couldn't help screaming.

The boundary of the water he condensed immediately collapsed, and his huge body was shocked by the people. The crazy power that could destroy the realm fell down. The body of the moth suddenly roared and exploded, and he was suddenly seriously injured.

"That's much easier."

Sauron nodded and stretched out his finger to the tortoe, who was like a puppet controlled by the line, involuntarily flying to him.

"How dare you! How dare you control me! Who do you think you are?!"

He roared crazily and struggled violently. His posture of flying to Sauron was slowly stagnant and stuck by his strong soul consciousness.

"It is worthy of being one of the most powerful Taichu creatures. The line of fate is really tenacious. It seems that there is more trauma." Sauron drank lightly.

Shaking the sky, the prison, and Rupert's people, with his words, the most exquisite meaning of the deathless operation, bombarded down overwhelmingly, instantly increasing the heavy damage of the moth, the huge body of the body of the body was bruised, and rotated like a gyro.

"What's the reason?" Sauron sighed and reached out to pull again. This time, he was muddle-headed, and the soul altar was turbulent and unable to concentrate. Finally, he was pulled in front of him.

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