The world of Sattaha only rejects the Dao, but it is not that it cannot support the operation of the Dao. In fact, hundreds of years ago, the laws of Sagha should have had little rejection of the Tao law. Today, Sada's rejection of any external forces, including the Daofa, is mainly the result of the combined transformation of beings like Finsel.

Finsel and his companions may act more like evil gods than the people of Gangchen. But they didn't have the power of Uchuli and Desert. Strictly speaking, Finsel and the others are only special means, and they are not true gods. Du Shen borrowed the name of the commoners secretly and called him the demon god.

As soon as Du Shen's Qingping Sword appeared, Fensel immediately noticed it. The renovation of the lord of Kaja was thus interrupted.

Finsel had just regained his strength and had not yet had time to dodge. The Qingping Sword had already blinked an eye, breaking through Finsel's body more than two meters tall.

Finsel's body shattered, turning into five large and small clouds of blood. This is actually just Finsil's initiative to avoid the damage of Qingping's sword.

Du Shen was not fooled, and without pause, he drove the Qingping Sword to stab at the nearest blood mist. Colorful flames ignited on the sword light, which was the glazed pure fire that Du Shen adhered to. As soon as the pure fire was ignited, a piercing scream rang out from the wounded blood mist.

A cloud of blood mist is extinguished by a flying sword and pure fire. The remaining four clouds of blood mist seemed to be terrified, and they quickly fled in all directions from different directions.

Du Shen did not chase down any of the blood mist. He appeared in the form of a man at the altar. He reached out and grabbed a bone on the surface of the altar.

The altar resembles a cauldron, and the blue flame originally only burned quietly in the cauldron. Du Shen's hand had just touched the bone. The entire altar, along with the outer walls made of giant bones, burst into flames.

The dark blue flames, containing tyrannical destructive power, swept through most of Du Shen's body. Du Shen was not injured. He promptly invoked the pure fire, covering the surface of the body. He uses pure fire against blue fire, counteracting the destructive power of the flames.

Du Shen tensed the muscles of his arm and lifted the huge altar in one fell swoop.

"Stop!" With an angry roar, a red shadow appeared behind Du Shen, and in an instant, it turned into a roasted figure more than two meters high. A withered and pale arm stretched out from the wide sleeve and stabbed the sharp nails into the back of Du Shen's heart.

With a bang, cyan silk threads appeared on Du Shen's back, like weeping willows. The weeping willows swayed, fending off Fensel's sneak attack.

"Outsider, why did you offend me!" Finsel roared, stretching his arm and stabbing back and forth into Du Shen's heart.

Du Shen turned around suddenly, using the White Bone Altar as a weapon, swinging and striking Finsel.

The burning altar did not hit the target. Finsel turned into a mist of blood in time, scattered into four masses, and avoided both sides.

Du Shen seemed to be wielding a torch and chasing after two clouds of blood mist. He was distracted and drove Qingping's sword to kill the other two blood mists.

The blood mist was very flexible, and Du Shen's two attacks failed to work.

Four clouds of blood mist jumped into the distance, merging into a huge figure: "Outsider, do you know what you're doing?"

The answer to it was Qingping Sword. The flying sword shot at him, and he was about to pierce Finsel's chest.

On the surface of Finsel's body, a pale substance suddenly appeared, covering its entire body in the blink of an eye. Finsel's robes were obscured, as if he were dressed in pale bone armor. The flying sword slammed into the bone armor with a soft thud that failed to pierce Finsel's body.

Fensel's body swelled slightly, as if it had turned into a mecha forged from bone. It bent its legs and leaped, and rushed towards Du Shen nimbly. Du Shen held the altar and quickly crossed back.

Finsel jumped a few meters, dodging the flying sword chasing behind him, and chasing Du Shen on the other. Somewhere in a clearing, Finsel's huge feet had just hit the ground. A pillar of dark blue light suddenly rose from the bottom of Fensel's feet. The pillar of light was a thunderbolt that enveloped Finsel's body. It couldn't help but scold: "Despicable fellow!"

Finsel turned his head around, intending to hunt humans and replenish his strength. Only then did it realize that there were only a few prisoner vans left around. The city lord, the soldiers, and the servants fled the battlefield in a car. At this time, the figure closest to Finsel was also six or seven hundred meters away.

Finsel hesitated for a moment, then turned and chased after the nearest vehicle. It is several meters long, and its speed is getting faster and faster.

Seeing Finsel transferring, Du Shen did not chase after him. While driving the flying sword to chase and kill, he released a large number of drums and a small number of mirages.

Most of Finsel's attention was concentrated on the fleeing vehicles in a panic. It ran wildly for a while, noticing something strange: it had been running for a long time, why hadn't the distance to the vehicle been reduced much?

Finsel looked distractedly, feeling that the invisible space was dividing the world and imprisoning himself. It is only then that it begins to pay attention to the dense drums and mirages around it.

The mirage released a fog that shrouded a radius of tens of meters. Surrounded by mist, Finsel was not surprised. The bone armor on its body quickly faded, and it turned into a large cloud of blood mist, which quickly dispersed and merged into the mist.

Fensel's figure had just disappeared. The surrounding drums released yin thunder at the same time. Dense yin thunder rushed into the mist from all directions, and exploded with "boom".

The clouds and thunders continued, and the fog was violently surging, and the fog began to disperse, and the fog was thinned and disappeared.

After a long time, there was no longer the slightest fog in the middle of the drum. There was neither a gray mist nor a blood mist that Finsel had turned into.

Du Shen stared at the white bone altar in his hand and waited for a while. Du Shen took out a silk cloth ritual vessel and wrapped the altar layer by layer. He carried the altar in his hand and flew quietly to the northeast.

Fensel was not completely dead. Countless years have caused Finsel to experience all kinds of dangers, and it has also taught him several strange ways to save his life.

Deep in the belly of a certain large mountain, there is a vast cave. In fact, this is an independent space attached to the world.

The space is like a building, with large and small rooms separated from the top and bottom, left and right. In a secret room in the center, a slightly smaller altar that was exactly the same as the White Bone Altar was burning with dark blue flames.

The flames were translucent, jumping slightly, and a red shadow suddenly appeared in the center. The red shadow was the size of a needle at first, slowly expanding. This is Fensel's soul and consciousness, reunited.

As the long time passed, the red shadow leaped out of the flames and transformed into the figure of Fensel. Beast helmets, wide robes, no hands and feet. Finsel was much smaller, only 1.7 meters.

"Damn it!" Finsel floated in the air, moving forward.

A familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of Fensel. Du Shen chuckled and reached out to grab Finsel's neck.

Du Shen's movements were actually not too fast. But Finsel didn't make any dodging moves, and let Du Shen grab his neck.

Finsel seemed stunned, mainly too weak: "Why are you here?"

Du Shen just smiled. A pure fire erupted from his palms, enveloping Fensel in the blink of an eye.

Fensel shouted in panic: "Leave me alone! I will give you everything, and I will serve you as Lord!"

The shouts were still echoing, and Finsel's body was gone. A gray garment that looked like a children's trench coat slowly drifted off. A fist-sized beast helmet drops.

Du Shen leaned over, picked up his helmet, and pressed it on his forehead. His head, in the blink of an eye, was shrouded in a wooden helmet. Du Shen picked up the children's windbreaker again. The windbreaker suddenly expanded, put it on Du Shen's body, and turned into a wide robe.

In front of Du Shen, a wide water mirror appeared. He looked at himself and made sure that he looked exactly like Finsel before.

Du Shen was satisfied to dispel the water mirror and went around to count Finsel's legacy.