"Abyssal Gaze!" Fang Yu made a move at this moment, his huge eyes flashed with a strange dark golden light, staring directly at the tentacle monster.

At this moment, a huge illusory face appeared in the sky, and as long as you see this illusory and indescribable face, you will be attracted by his eyes, there is a power to sink people!

The giant tiger was shocked.

"There's a god here?!" Its body paused slightly, a little panicked, and it didn't dare to turn its head to look.

But the great power of the ancient gods still invaded it, and its consciousness sank.

More than a dozen huge tentacles of Fang Yu's gods poured out from the sea,

Splash of water.

These huge tentacles slammed at the Demon Tiger Deity at an extremely fast speed,

This is the way he has figured out the battle of the gods, to control the opponent through spiritual power, and then fight physically, after all, his spiritual power can sink gods like the Demon Tiger at most, and it cannot kill his spirit.

And if it drags on for a long time, maybe their consciousness will be freed from the shackles of the abyss.

Bang!

A huge sound came, and the Demon Tiger Deity flew out directly upside down, crashing into a big mountain, directly splashing countless dust.

Blood spilled from the corners of the Demon Tiger Deity's mouth, and some of his dark eyes trembled slightly. In the end, his eyes returned to clarity, and he actually broke free from the shackles of the abyss.

"Hey, did you get rid of it so quickly because of the pain?" Fang Yu was secretly surprised, knowing that when he used the abyss gaze on Zhao Hongxue at the beginning, she hadn't been able to get rid of it for a long time.

Of course, it may also be related to the strength of willpower, after all, this demon tiger has lived long enough, and the strength of willpower is not comparable to the immature Zhao Hongxue.

The Demon Tiger let out a low roar, the intense pain in his body almost making him spasm.

When I looked down, I saw that there were several deep scars on my body, but what was spilling out was not blood, but a strange purple liquid.

"This wound!" The Demon Tiger was shocked, its physical strength was strong, and it had only suffered a little bit of injury that was not too serious when it resisted Fang Yu's blow head-on just now.

In the past, this kind of wound would heal quickly, and although the injury is still there, at least it will not lose blood and make the wound continue to deteriorate.

But this time, its wound seems to have been corroded by some force and cannot be healed!

It whimpered in some pain, and looked towards Fang Yu, only to see more than a dozen indescribable tentacles rolling on the surface of the sea in the sea.

"Is this guy a super-huge, he actually attacked me!"

The Demon Tiger Deity may have been stimulated by the wound on his body, roared, and rushed towards Fang Yu: "Look at me biting your tentacles!" ”

Knock knock!

With each step, the ground trembles.

In the end, he actually jumped up and flew straight towards Fang Yu's tentacles.

The Demon Tiger seemed to be good at physical strength, and for the sake of safety, Fang Yu's spiritual power condensed again, and he used the Abyss Gaze again.

In the sky, a huge phantom of face reappeared.

This time, the Demon Tiger Deity only paused for a moment before regaining its clarity.

But this time was enough for Fang Yu to attack, and Fang Yu had a few more tentacles to hit the demon tiger's abdomen.

The Demon Tiger roared, and its body actually reversed its posture in this situation, avoiding the blow.

Directly turned his head and bit on Fang Yu's tentacle, the huge tearing divine power condensed in his mouth, and it actually tore off a mouthful of flesh and blood.

"It stinks!" The Demon Tiger snorted.

Fang Yu's other tentacles chased after him angrily, directly knocking it out.

The two gods clash hands in the air.

Although the Demon Tiger Deity has been freed from the shackles of the abyss, his consciousness has been pulled by the abyss, and his strength can barely exert five points.

It's like a student who stays up late reading a novel, stays up for three days and three nights, and suddenly asks him to take an exam, although he knows that the exam is very important, but his eyelids will close from time to time, and he will fall asleep if he is not careful.

At this moment, the Demon Tiger felt like this, his willpower was fighting against the restraints of the abyss with all his might, but he had to be distracted and compete with Fang Yu.

It's uncomfortable to die.

Above the sky, the two gods were still fighting back and forth at the beginning, but the wounds on the Demon Tiger's body kept flowing purple liquid, and the vitality was constantly flowing, becoming more and more difficult to parry.

The wounds on its body were also attacked more and more.

As long as a wound is formed, no matter how small the wound is, it will corrode and will not heal, and even have a tendency to deteriorate.

"Why is this guy's divine power so weird, it's too embarrassing to fight!" The Demon Tiger was a little frightened at the moment, and he had already begun to retreat.

Although it had also caused some damage to the other party, and even bit him hard just now, tearing off a piece of flesh and blood, as the battle progressed, it seemed that it was becoming more and more difficult to attack Fang Yu.

"Are you using me as a whetstone?" The Demon Tiger also saw that Fang Yu didn't seem to have the intention of killing it immediately, and on several occasions it failed to resist the erosion of the abyss and fell asleep for a while.

But Fang Yu didn't make a move to hit it hard.

Now its strength was close to running out of oil as the corrosive wounds continued to pass, but Fang Yu still seemed to be a little unfinished.

At this moment, it was terrified, and now it was like dancing on the tip of a knife, and if it was not careful, it would be doomed.

"Let me go, I promise I won't do it again!" At this moment, the demon tiger was already surrounded by tentacles, and could only roar, and his voice was wrapped in a trace of divine power.

"Divine Language?" Fang Yu pursed his lips.

If the gods wrap their divine power in their own will and integrate it into their words, they can express their meaning to other gods.

Because this method can only be used among the gods, it is called the language of the gods.

Fang Yu didn't speak, but continued to attack, he was familiar with his god's combat methods.

Although consciousness descends on the god clone and has absolute control over itself, the god is not a real human after all, and many attack methods and defense methods have been studied.

Coupled with the use of divine power, Fang Yu was like a novice player who was playing the game to test his skills and attack combinations, and he never got tired of it.

And this demon tiger is just a demigod, at the same level as him, although he has lived for a long time, he has not managed his own faith group, and his strength is weaker than him, and he is an excellent sparring partner.

At this moment, the Demon Tiger was weak, Fang Yu was a little unable to use it, and there were still many methods that had not been experimented.

For example, right now, Fang Yu was trying the strangulation power of his tentacles.

More than a dozen tentacles, swinging, took advantage of the abyss's consciousness being eroded by the abyss, and firmly bound the body of the demon tiger.

The tentacles twisted slightly, and a huge strangulation force formed, and at the same time, a corrosive force was also eroding the body of the demon tiger.

The Demon Tiger felt the tighter and tighter tentacles and began to struggle violently, but it was seriously injured and couldn't get rid of the tentacles for a while.

"Damn!" The Demon Tiger roared, the third eye on its forehead opened, and a huge power of faith erupted.

"Demonization!" The demon tiger roared, and the black qi on the entire tiger's body became even thicker.

A black light actually erupted from his forehead and eyes.

Shot on top of the tentacles.

The tentacles loosened slightly.

The Demon Tiger directly burst into the flesh, and a huge force burst out, breaking free from the shackles of the tentacles, and running away without looking back.

Just that moment of demonization, almost all the faith points it had accumulated were consumed.

The tentacles were smashed into the sea with great force, making a huge splash.

And the Demon Tiger, who got rid of the tentacles, seems to be about to escape.

Now.

"Ang~~"

A strange and huge sound emanated from the bottom of the sea and instantly reached the ears of the Demon Tiger.

The Demon Tiger stiffened, and the fleeing figure actually paused, and it couldn't even maintain its stay in the air, and the whole tiger fell downward.

At this moment, the Demon Tiger was extremely frightened in his heart.

He was extremely familiar with this power, wasn't it his natural ability, Tiger Roar, and he had relied on it to deter many enemies when he was weak.

"How can this guy make my tiger roar!" The Demon Tiger was unbelievable, it knew that the other party might be a god with spiritual power, so it didn't use the spiritual attack method of Tiger Roar, it was impossible to copy it from him!

The Demon Tiger was horrified in his heart, and his body seemed to be unable to be controlled because of deterrence, this feeling was like when you faced an opponent you couldn't match, you knew that you should run for your life at this time, but your legs just didn't obey the call, they were soft.

And this deterrent, if you fear the enemy, the more powerful it is.

At this moment, the Demon Tiger couldn't get rid of this state of deterrence for a while.

"Hey, it really works!" Fang Yu showed a hint of abruptness, he had actually gained a lot of talents by devouring some races, and these talents he could use by himself.

His race of faith has only temporarily acquired some of his gifts through faith.

Of course, the attribute value of these talents is indeed pitiful, but no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat, and it is still considerable when it is corroded and fused later.

Passive talent is not good, but active skill, Fang Yu found it extremely useful.

Especially this kind of mental skill, there is no pressure to use it at all.

The Demon Tiger fell into the water.

I saw Fang Yu's body sunk to the bottom of the sea.

The huge body, the indescribable black mass, could not be seen clearly at all, and only felt endless fear and darkness.

The Demon Tiger has completely despaired.

And at the moment fall into the water, completely into the opponent's home field.

I can only say that I regret it, and I blame it for being carried away by anger, and I came up directly for revenge, you must know how the half-orcs who can kill its race can be ordinary half-orcs!

There must be a powerful deity standing behind it.

At this moment, it seems that it is a little late.

The Demon Tiger finally got rid of the shock of deterrence at this moment, and immediately wanted to escape from the water.

But the tentacles came from all sides, and it dodged and moved, but it was never able to break through the blockade, and finally he made a mistake in his position, and the tentacles tied it firmly again.

Thanks to the sparring partner of the Demon Tiger, Fang Yu's use of tentacles can be described as perfect.

The Demon Tiger was bound by despair, Fang Yu suddenly had a whim, and the spiritual power continued to erode the Demon Tiger, transmitting a concept to it: I am your master!

Surrender to me!

Submit to!

And the Demon Tiger's eyes kept struggling, and suddenly his eyes were empty, he gave up the struggle and bowed his head and said, "Master......"

But it was only for a moment, the Demon Tiger's eyes immediately cleared, and in an instant, he was extremely angry and bit the air in Fang Yu's direction, as if he was resisting.

"It turns out that spiritual power can also instill the will in others, it seems that my previous use of spiritual power is still too superficial, and I only know how to suppress it blindly." Fang Yu reflected on himself.

And at this moment, the Demon Tiger seems to be suffering from the deterioration of its corrosion injuries, and the Demon Tiger's struggle is getting weaker and weaker.

Fang Yu's tentacles tightened slightly, and the Demon Tiger slowly stopped struggling. At this moment, it had almost experimented, and immediately ended the life of the demon tiger.

It's completely dead.

A native deity has fallen.

Its body died, but its illusory crown solidified.

"It's ...... The godhead of the Demon Tiger! ”