Chapter 245: Removing the Hidden Danger and Immortalizing the Gods (Two chapters combined.)

Panche looked stunned, since he sat in the position of the lord of the Punishment Palace, few people called his name in person, even if it was someone who was not on the same page with him, he had to call the Lord of the Pan Palace. As for how to call him behind his back, don't worry about him for now.

Who is this man?

Disappointed, why be disappointed in yourself? There are only a handful of people who can say this in the Nuhai Ruins.

He looked at the middle-aged man, his heart beat suddenly, and in an instant, he actually had a familiar feeling. He suddenly remembered the incident during the day, wasn't this person one of the two people who walked with his junior sister. The junior sister was about to introduce her, but he was interrupted by the jealousy burning in his heart at the time.

Looking at Gao Dong's respectful appearance again, his body couldn't help but feel a little cold.

Gao Dong's strength is so strong that he can't detect it. Even Gao Dong has to be respectful, then this person's strength, or status, is obviously not so simple. It's just that why have I never seen it?

He forcibly suppressed his fear and looked at Gao Dong, who had been silent: "Gao Dong, who is this person?" ”

Gao Dong's face remained unchanged, still with a blank demeanor, silent.

"Don't guess, I'm Balu" The middle-aged man sighed and said lightly.

The first reaction of "Balu" was that he had never heard of it, but soon the memories of his childhood quickly came to mind. His eyes looked at Balu tightly, and his face gradually changed: "Ba ...... Uncle Ba, you are Uncle Ba, why are you here"

"Let's go, for the sake of many years of relationship, leave the Nuhai Ruins far away, and don't come back?"

Panche's mind was dizzy: "Uncle Ba, are you trying to drive me away?" ”

"It's better to live than to die, don't think about coming back, and don't think about revenge. You'll never get a chance."

When I think of that scene during the day, I feel like a lightning bolt has crossed my mind. He immediately understood the cause and effect, and his expression suddenly became extremely ugly: "Why? Just for that Yahan, Uncle Ba, my sister is mine, why do you want to help outsiders. ”

"I can't help you in this matter, Miss already has a husband, how can you covet it, you disappoint me too much, whether you want to leave, or if you don't want to go, you have to leave" He felt a little guilty in his heart, the reason why the car became like this was almost the result of his intentional indulgence. If he hadn't given him an inadvertent hint and given him hope, his ambition would never have swelled to such a point of madness that he actually wanted to assassinate Ahan. If it weren't for him Gao Dong telling him, there might only be a corpse waiting for him.

Looking at Uncle Ba's merciless words, Panche sighed in his heart, his whole body was cold, gone, status, power, nothing, his face suddenly became a little crazy: "Hahaha, Balu, you are just a slave of the master, I am the master's eldest disciple, you have no right to dare to leave me, I want to see the master"

Uncle Ba's face turned cold, and the surrounding air instantly seemed to freeze and depress. The trace of guilt in his heart couldn't help but fade a little: "If you are obsessed, just by what you did before, the old man can execute you." ”

Panche's expression froze, his heart seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, his face was pale, and the fear of death made his mind immediately sober: "Uncle Ba, I understand." I'll go."

"It's good to understand" Uncle Ba snorted coldly and strode outside. Gao Dong followed.

The car walked back to his position dejectedly, slowly stroking the seat that represented the hall master, his expression changed, sometimes gloomy, sometimes frightened. The handsome face, without the confident and gentle smile before.

The guards at the door glanced at each other and left quickly, and after a while, even the maids were gone. The entire hall of punishment was deserted.

Night was falling, and the hall was dark.

He sat motionless, his face was full of resentment, and he smiled hehehe, looking particularly eerie in the empty and dark hall.

Ahan, Balu, one day, I will make you regret not killing me today Looking at everything familiar around him, the hatred in his heart turned over like a tide.

After a long time, he slowly stood up and walked quickly to the secret room. Put some precious things into the space ring. Then take advantage of the darkness and walk outside.

The streets are sparsely populated and unusually quiet, with branches on both sides of the trees fangs and claws, leaving strange shadows on the streets, looking like the sharp claws of a ghost.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.

His pace of walking, faster and faster. Then it took off into the air and flew into the distance.

Looking at the distant ruins of the Angry Sea, he breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but be a little dazed, he didn't know where the road ahead was. Except for the ruins of the Angry Sea, he actually didn't have a good place to go.

Let's take it one step at a time, he looked at the space ring in his hand, and felt a little relieved in his heart, with such a huge fortune, and with his nuclear-level strength, where can he not settle down.

He chose a direction and flew quickly ahead.

After a few minutes, his expression changed, and he saw a man in a black robe floating in front of him

His skin was fair, even a little pale, and his dark pupils seemed to absorb all the light. His expression was blank, expressionless, and there was not the slightest hint of life.

When I looked at the car, I only felt a chill rushing to my head, and I faintly felt that something was not quite right in my heart

Suddenly, the corners of the man's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was smiling: "Lord...... The owner said that he ...... Want...... You're dead," his voice was dry and sharp, as if an iron tool was scratching through the glass.

Panche's face changed greatly: "Your master, who is it, why do you want to kill me?" ”

"Hehe," he said with a harsh smile, his voice unusually harsh: "Master, it's called...... I...... Tell you, he ...... It was called Ahanna...... What are you going to ...... Die."

As soon as the words fell, the black qi around him burst out, and his figure approached quickly like a ghost, appearing silent.

A hint of resentment flashed across the wheel's face, but instead he was surrounded by a kind of terror.

This person's speed is unbelievably fast, and in just a few breaths, he has already crossed the distance of thousands of meters. His body retreated, and a wave of spatial fluctuations flashed in his hand, and a long sword that shimmered with a green glow appeared in his hand.

The twelve-way fire sword technique was skillfully used in his hands.

His master is the Lord of the Ruins of the Angry Sea, and Balu usually teaches from time to time. Whether it is swordsmanship or foundation, it is extremely solid, although it is only just advanced to the nuclear level, but even if it is some strong people who are at the nuclear level, they must follow the Tao if they are careless.

Unexpectedly, the other party's body shape is amazingly flexible, like a swimming fish, seeing the stitches, even if there is a sword qi barrier, but the speed of progress is not slow at all.

His heart gradually became agitated, and his swordsmanship became more and more chaotic.

Suddenly, a cold and evil black qi quickly approached

"Snort"

It was as if the flames had fallen into the icy water, and the qi around the car quickly corroded and extinguished. Even the clothes turned into drops of black, fishy liquid. Even his skin fell off piece by piece, revealing the blood-red muscles inside.

He was tingling, his heart was flustered, and his fighting spirit was lost.

Suddenly, there was a pain in his chest, and the strength of his whole body also passed quickly, and he looked down to see a palm, which was fiercely inserted into his chest, but there was no blood in the wound

The blood vessels in the palm of the hand protrude, as if the number of old trees is counting, and there seems to be blood surging in the blood vessels, which is constantly being transported to the other party's body.

Panche was furious in his heart, raised his long sword, and stabbed the other party in the chest

But before he could lift it, his arm quickly shrunk and shriveled, like dry wood. He hung down weakly, and the sword was loosened and rolled down from the sky.

As the blood continued to disappear, the full, elastic and elastic muscles of the coiled car, withered, atrophied, and strong, shrunk inward at an obvious speed, like a water bag that had been gradually squeezed dry, shriveled and empty, and even the muscles on the face withered rapidly.

In just a dozen seconds, he was like a dilapidated wither. It was as if the head of a skeleton was looking into the distance without a look, and there was still a trace of fear of death on the shriveled face.

The man in black withdrew his palm, and there was not a trace of blood on it.

Shriveled corpses, rolled down from the sky and fell into the sea. Under the waves of the waves, up and down. The next moment, a huge sea beast opened its mouth violently and swallowed the corpse in one gulp, leaving a huge whirlpool in place, and quickly calmed down again.

The man in black looked at the top of his head blankly, perhaps because of the absorption of a large amount of blood, his face looked a little ruddy, and his eyes also had a hint of unusually high luster, and he licked his rosy lips. Then it quickly flew into the distance.

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In a certain room in the Angry Sea Tower, a mysterious smile flashed through Ahan's heart.

Turning to the visualization in his heart, the storm space, the space immediately flashed a burst of spatial fluctuations, and soon a circular space mirror was quickly formed, and he stepped into the storm space. Quickly disappears in place.

He walked into the gravity chamber, he sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and his spirit quickly sank into the mental space.

Today's spiritual space is no longer comparable to when it first entered, not only is the scope countless times larger, but also has a tendency to turn into substance, and it is no longer the illusory feeling it had before.

His eyes were fixed on the silvery-white glow of mist in the space, watery

The mist churned and the rolling mist was ever-changing, and faintly, there were countless phantoms hidden inside, flashing at a rapid speed, impossible to catch. And the images are so varied that it seems that hundreds of millions of holographic screens are projecting at the same time.

A murmuring sound, from this silver-white mist of light, sounded like a prayer, like a shout, like a roar. These voices were like a magic spell in Ahan's mind. It bothered him unusually.

This is also the reason why he rashly entered the storm space in the ruins of the Angry Sea.

Get up, this matter has only started since the spiritual power advanced to the twelfth level. At first, it was a little faint, and the sound was not as noisy as it is now, except for the occasional abnormal noise. But as time goes on, this sound is more and more frequent. Nowadays, it rings almost all the time. Gives him a headache.

Even the light mist expanded in a circle.

What makes Yahan even more jealous is that this mysterious thing has a strong temptation for him, and he instinctively wants to get closer, and even wants to merge.

Through the images in this, he already knew a lot about the gods. This mist of light is probably the most important power of faith among the gods, and this power of pure mind is of great benefit to the soul. Such a huge power of faith is enough to make one's soul spiritualized.

The Holy Spirit is a word that is particularly feared and envied by mortals, and is superior to the gods in status. Once the soul is spiritualized, even if it dies, the soul can exist in the space for a long time, or even more powerful.

However, Ahan also understands that once he absorbs this light mist, then this life will be completely branded as a god, and the next path is to condense the divinity and become a god.

Coupled with Themes' legacy, a sizable number of believers, and a bunch of disorderly all-encompassing laws, it wasn't difficult for him to become a god.

But things are not so pretty, and the gods are not as beautiful as they imagined.

The gods can generally be divided into four camps: neutrality, goodness, chaos, and order. Of course, these classifications are not determined by their own ideology and morality, but by the nature of power? our thoughts and actions.

This effect may not be great when you first become a god, but as the power of the mind erodes, your nature will gradually change, and you will eventually become the spokesperson for the beliefs of all beings.

Themes, who has a physical body, is already considered a third-generation god, and if he inherits it by himself, it should be the fourth generation, and compared with the first generation of fearful gods who have completely lost their self, the degree of freedom is already extremely high. But this cause and effect still exists.

That's why Ahan was so afraid of this mass of things. However, it feels a little reluctant to completely expel these things from the spiritual space. There are many rules in this. His law was able to progress so quickly, and this mist of light obviously contributed to it.

Discarded, and a little reluctant, left in the spiritual space, but so noisy, as if by countless people, speaking to you in their ears. This was a real headache for Ahan.

Ahan looked at the mist of light and pondered what to do with it.

At this time, Ahan's inspiration came quickly, and his eyes lit up, why not separate the two.

What Aham needed was not the power of faith within, but the law. This power of faith is useless to him, and it will only add to the annoyance when placed in the spiritual space. If you separate the two, it's not like you're gone.

I don't know if I can succeed, but I can try it anyway.

He came to the light mist, and the whole light mist looked very large, more than five meters high, condensed into a cloud like moonlight, suspended in the air. His soul was peeling off the cocoon, and he mobilized a small trace of spiritual power.

This is undoubtedly a dangerous act, even if he has never felt the law before. The power of faith has good solubility for the soul. It is very likely that as soon as it touches it, it will be quickly absorbed by spiritual power.

He was faintly vigilant in his heart, and once something happened, he would immediately cut off the connection of this filament of spiritual power.

Yahan unconsciously held his breath, and the wisp of spiritual power that he had condensed into a filament slowly approached the periphery of the light mist.

In an instant, vague shadows flashed in his mind, and faintly, it seemed that someone was praying loudly, calling for the name of Themis. For a moment, he seemed to see a faint phantus, overlooking all beings, with a majestic expression. Suddenly, his gaze swept over this direction......

He was full of excitement, and immediately came to his senses, and the image quickly receded.

He looked at the light mist, like a drop of water, splashed into the boiling oil, and the light mist boiled violently and tumbled. That trace of spiritual power actually disappeared without a trace.

Thinking back to what he had just seen, his face changed drastically, and he turned to reveal an oozing killing intent.

Themis, he actually saw the virtual image of Themis, although the virtual image was dim, as if composed of illusion, and even the body was blurred, but these signs already showed that Themis was gradually resurrected.

No wonder, gods can never be killed, as long as believers exist, even fallen gods will be resurrected one day.

It was careless, but it was careless, but fortunately, it was discovered in time, and once he regained a certain strength, the consequences were really unimaginable.

Ahan's heart was terrified, and he no longer had any scruples, and a spiritual force from his soul condensed into a sharp cone-like shape. This spiritual power is not comparable to the previous one, that spiritual power has occupied the third layer of all his spiritual power, which is already quite huge.

The spiritual power spikes, piercing into the light mist without hesitation.

In an instant, there was an angry and sharp roar of Themis in his mind, and the entire mental space violently vibrated and had changed from unstable tendency.

At this time, the direct collision of the soul against the divine soul, once one side fails, then it will never recover. Not only will the soul be destroyed, but even the ** will be occupied.

But fortunately, the divine soul has only been formed for a long time, and the power of the god is far from being formed, and it is still very fragile.

Soon, there was a thunderous explosion, which resounded through the mental space.

Ahan's soul shook violently, and he took three steps back, the surface of his body squirmed like water waves, his face turned pale, and the soul light around him was extremely dim.

But he didn't care at all, his eyes were fixed on the light mist.

I saw that the light and mist quickly calmed down, and without the previous strange appearance of the light and mist, the surrounding murmur also quickly disappeared.

His expression was slightly relieved, but he also understood that this was only temporary, and if this place of faith was not completely removed, it would not be long before the illusion of Termis would reappear.

At this time, a trace of golden light flashed on his body, his soul was in severe pain, and his body twitched, this kind of severe pain in his soul was far from being comparable to the pain of **, and there was no way to resist it.

It hurts a lot

He was shocked in his heart, but he didn't expect that the virtual image had actually condensed into a faint trace of divine power, and in the attack just now, it had invaded the soul.

Although this divine power is extremely dim, only a trace as thin as a hair, it is almost negligible. But this is such an insignificant force, but it has made him suffer. If it weren't for the fact that he often cultivated the Body Refining Seal, and his spiritual power was extremely pure and stable, maybe the confrontation just now would have made his soul collapse.

He hurriedly mobilized most of his spiritual power to encircle and suppress this trace of divine power, but it was as if tofu had touched the rapid consumption of the spirit of the rock, but the golden light also became even dimmer. The pain of the soul gradually diminishes.

He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But at the same time, I was also shocked by the power of this divine power.

He endured the severe pain, struggled to get up, sat cross-legged in the mental space, and began to meditate. In just a short period of time, his spirit was already about to be consumed to the warning line, if once his mental power was excessively consumed and he fell into a coma, the consequences could be imagined.

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A few hours later, Ahan reopened his eyes, and his mental strength had returned to its peak state. It's just that his face is still a little dull.

But he wasn't too worried, when he meditated just now, he already felt that the divine power in his soul was slowly disappearing, and it seemed to be being absorbed by something, maybe it wouldn't be long before his soul would recover quickly.

He looked at the mist of light, and a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes. This thing must be removed as soon as possible, and there can be no waiting.

He used a trace of spiritual power and carefully touched the periphery of the light mist. This time there was no other sensation than a feeling that something was unusual, neither a sign of absorption nor the appearance of a virtual image of Themes.

He guessed that these powers of faith had been branded by Themes, and even if Themes had disappeared again, it was impossible for this spiritual imprint to disappear completely for a while. Therefore, it is not possible to take the initiative and be compatible with his spirit.

After thinking about it, he was settled in his heart, and the filaments of spiritual power slowly stirred up on the periphery.

Although these powers of faith seem to be weightless, it is very difficult to stir it, as if it has fallen into a quagmire, and the consumption of spiritual power is quite powerful.

But fortunately, it was still within his reach.

I saw that under the stirring of that spiritual power filament, little by little faith power was like a firefly detached from the main body, surrounding the spiritual power filament, forming a glorious thing.

Only those phantom laws remained in place.

When Ahan saw this, his heart was lifted.

The speed of the spiritual power silk stirring gradually accelerated, and gradually more and more faith power broke away from the main body, peeling off layer by layer, and being absorbed by the light mist stirred by the spiritual force.

As time passed, the light mist of the main body became less and less, on the contrary, the agitated light mist became more and more large.

Mental power is consumed as quickly as flowing water.

He suddenly felt a faint sharp pain somewhere in his body. He understood that this was a lot of spiritual power consumption, and he couldn't suppress the divine power, and he began to attack again.

He hurriedly wrapped up the power of faith and removed him from the spiritual space.

He immediately stopped and meditated quickly.

Repeated three times, all the power of faith has been expelled by him.

I saw that in the spiritual space, there was a ball of light composed of countless phantoms, exuding an incomparably dazzling brilliance, this mass of things was completely formed by the law, without the slightest power of faith.

What Ahan has to do now is to completely erase the remaining imprint of Themis in it, so that these things can be completely classified as already there, otherwise, after a while, there will still be the power of faith in it.

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