"So, what do you mean?"

Lin Jiaoyang asked.

The bloody eyes of the resentful spirit flashed slightly, but he didn't want to say more, but said: "Merge your divine consciousness with mine, and let's clean up this power together." ”

Lin Jiaoyang pursed her lips, although she didn't believe in the spirit of resentment very much, but she believed in the hatred of the spirit of resentment towards the god monarch.

Perhaps, she can take advantage of this.

Anyway, everyone has their own thoughts, and she can't pity the resentful spirit, this guy still has the idea of devouring her divine sense.

It's just that at this moment, it's just a matter of cooperation.

"Good. Lin Jiaoyang nodded, and suddenly turned into a point of light and flew towards the spirit of resentment.

The spirit of resentment didn't talk nonsense, and turned into a black air flow that was entangled with Lin Jiaoyang's divine sense, merging with each other.

The power left by the Divine Monarch seemed to be a little uneasy, constantly circling, and even took the initiative to take action when Lin Jiaoyang and the Spirit of Resentment had not yet merged, intending to stop it.

However, it was still a step too late.

The two points of light, one black and one white, rotated rapidly, and gradually only a vague shadow like a gossip map could be seen.

Finally, at the same time as the power of the Divine Monarch attacked, a burst of powerful light suddenly erupted.

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared from the light, Lin Jiaoyang's aura around his body at this time was both good and evil, half of his hair had turned white, one eye had turned blood-red, flashing with a strange color, and the other half was the same as usual.

The whole person's temperament became particularly cold, and a sense of slaughter arose.

And this appearance also corresponds to Lin Jiaoyang's body, I saw that her long hair was windless, half of it turned white, and a strong force burst out of her body, and when that power was strong, it also carried boundless killing intent, and it bounced Ye Fan and the others away in an instant.

Several people were catapulted to the pillars of the main hall, a mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths, raised their heads, and looked at Lin Jiaoyang with horror in their eyes, her strength at this time...

It's not much better than the Divine Monarch.

However, a few people didn't have time to think about it, Lin Jiaoyang obviously didn't need their Dharma protector at the moment, so a few people instantly started to heal their injuries cross-legged.

The January covenant they had made to Glitter was just a few days away, and they had to regain their strength as soon as possible.

Ye Fan's expression is complicated, now it seems that Lin Jiaoyang has been exempted from the measures of spontaneous combustion of the soul, but looking at her appearance, there must have been other changes, from the breath of Lin Jiaoyang's body, it is also good and evil, killing and sacredness coexist, half of them are gods who cross people, and half of them are demons who slaughter people.

What will she be like when she wakes up?

Ye Fan let away the uneasiness in his heart and forced himself to start recovering from his injuries.

No matter what, he had to believe Lin Jiaoyang.

I don't know what the Divine Monarch has done, and he hasn't appeared for more than ten days.

The January appointment that Lin Jiaoyang made that day was only three days away, and I don't know if Lin Jiaoyang will be able to wake up after three days, and what kind of situation it will be like when he wakes up.

Lin Jiaoyang didn't know about Ye Fan's worries, at this time, after Lin Jiaoyang cooperated with the Spirit of Resentment, her strength had obviously made a qualitative leap, and she had no time to care about the changes in her appearance, and she couldn't care about her own heart at this time.

Just flew up, and immediately became entangled with the power left by the Divine Monarch.

Maybe just with the power of the spirit of resentment and the power left by the Divine Monarch, you can't tell the winner from the dead to the death, and even almost destroyed Lin Jiaoyang's spiritual platform, but after cooperating with Lin Jiaoyang, this was originally Lin Jiaoyang's main battlefield, and Lin Jiaoyang quickly gained the upper hand.

The power of the Divine Monarch was no match for Lin Jiaoyang at this time.

From this, Lin Jiaoyang can also get a glimpse of one or two, after merging with the godhead, her strength must be a qualitative leap, and even, in the face of the godhead, she is no longer powerless to fight back.

However, even if Lin Jiaoyang has the upper hand, it is not an easy task to destroy the power left by the Divine Monarch, the more entangled, the more Lin Jiaoyang feels that this power is strange, it is like a living, but it obviously has no sanity, and has the breath of the Divine Monarch, it is by no means an ordinary force.

When Lin Jiaoyang was puzzled, a cold voice sounded in Lin Jiaoyang: "This is his origin power, in order to destroy me, he really took great pains." ”

"He left his own source power, but he just wanted you and me to fight and lose, and when you were dying, this power would strike again, and you and you could be subdued at the same time, and after you and I became one, it was also under his control. ”

The resentful spirit had a murderous voice, which seemed to have affected Lin Jiaoyang himself, and there was an irrepressible trace of anger in his eyes.

"It's a pity that he miscalculated that I didn't take his elixir, and I didn't expect that I would spontaneously compose my soul, and I didn't expect that you already had your own sanity, and you and I would cooperate. Lin Jiaoyang sneered.

"We are one. The Spirit of Resentment laughed strangely.

Lin Jiaoyang didn't respond, and the more and more fierce attacks were thrown towards that force.

Lin Jiaoyang didn't sleep, and he didn't know how many days and nights had passed, and finally, that force gradually began to dissipate in the long battle, and Lin Jiaoyang had no way to use his skills at this time, but only relied on instinct to fight against that force.

"Now, break it up. At a certain moment, the cold and hard voice of the spirit of resentment resounded in Lin Jiaoyang's ears, Lin Jiaoyang did not answer, he flew up, and a strange power flashed violently on the black and white starfall sword in his hand.

Lin Jiaoyang threw it hard, and the Starfall Sword accurately stabbed into the white power that was like substance, and as the transformed Starfall Sword gradually turned into a little bit of light, that power was slowly consumed with the Starfall Sword.

It was at this moment that the Divine Monarch who closed his eyes to heal his wounds suddenly opened his eyes, his expression darkened, and a trace of unexpected emotions flashed on his face, as if it was reasonable.

"Little sheep, I underestimated you. He whispered.

However, before the Divine Monarch could leave for the underground temple, outside the Afterlife City, there was a glittering voice.

"The January appointment has arrived, little one, and I'm here to pick you up. ”

Shenjun's face changed, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Inside the spirit platform, Lin Jiaoyang looked at the disappearing power and was a little silent.

This Starfall Sword is just a conjugation, and Lin Jiaoyang is not heartbroken.

It was just a long sigh of relief that he finally wiped out the power of the Divine Monarch, however, Lin Jiaoyang didn't have time to relax, because the voice of the spirit of resentment also came again: "The power of the Divine Monarch has been eliminated, so, Lin Jiaoyang, is it our turn now?"

The sound seemed to rise from the Nine Hells, accompanied by the eerie laughter of the resentful spirit.

A strange and divided smile flashed on Lin Jiaoyang's demonic and god-like face, like the emotions of two people, controlling her body.