The raging qi and blood seemed to have turned into a huge oven, roasting Fang Hong in the blazing fire. If he was using the deity to attack now, this kind of qi and blood would naturally not be able to hurt him.

But now he is using the divine body of the Wandering Spirit Officer, and his strength is only six grades, and under this kind of qi and blood, there is a tendency to be unable to hold on.

"How is this god so fragile, and how did Lao Bai fail?" Mr. Black stood aside, looking at the god in the sky with some surprise.

Last time, Mr. Bai was choked by this god pit, and even his body was destroyed, and he wanted to regain a body that could be used, but he didn't know how long it would take to recover.

"Could it be that after the last battle with Lao Bai, he hasn't fully recovered?" Mr. Hei quietly touched his chin, the skin on his face drooped, and he looked even more sad, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

He's not a competitive guy per se, and he prefers to keep things done safely rather than the sense of accomplishment of defeating his opponents. Therefore, he naturally hoped that Fang Hong's strength would be as bad as possible, so that he could easily complete the task.

"Out of the Soul Destroying Hook. Although the opponent was very weak, Mr. Hei did not take it lightly, but shouted very calmly to the warriors present. Under his order, all the warriors flicked their right hands, and the silver hooks in their hands were drawn.

"Sting. "The body of the Wandering Spirit Officer, as soon as it was touched by the silver hook, cut off a piece alive. Although Fang Hong couldn't feel the pain, he found that his strength was constantly declining.

Before the gods entered the realm of manifestation and immortality, the source of their power was the divine body on their bodies. After the god's body was torn off, of course, his strength would decrease.

"You hateful mortals, I'm going to kill you!" Fang Hong imitated the tone of the Great Black Sky and roared suddenly, and the water vapor around him condensed into one and sprinkled one after another.

"Switch to inner breathing, hold an umbrella!" Lao Hei's face did not move, and he continued to command calmly. As soon as his words fell, the left hands of all the warriors waved, and a small umbrella appeared in everyone's hand, all black, only more than a foot long.

The warriors immediately gave up their breathing, and at the same time held up the small umbrella, and with a slight turn, most of the rain was blocked out. And if you are careful, you will find that the clothes they are wearing are also of the same material as this small umbrella.

Seeing this situation, Fang Hong was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood. It must be that he is good at poisoning, and he was heard by Xingwang Tan. After all, last time, he overturned the entire Mandate of Heaven Division with a handful of poison, and snatched the Book of Mandate of Heaven.

King Xing is not a fool, so he had a countermeasure to this early. The clothes worn by these people are extremely dense, like oiled paper, which can be waterproof, and if they were poisoned in the rain, they would basically not be harmed. And the conversion to internal breathing, is afraid that you will be poisoned in the air, and this precaution is really perfect.

Fang Hong estimated that these people had even taken some antidote potions in advance. With so much preparation, his own poison really can't help these people.

But...... The conscience of heaven and earth, Fang Hong really didn't poison the rain. He drove the Wandering Spirit Officer's divine body, and he had come to test it, and he didn't really intend to kill these people in front of him.

"Okay, even if you are powerful, the deity will go first!" Fang Hong immediately let out a strange cry when he saw this scene, and his body turned into a cloud of black mist and fled into the distance.

"Want to go, pull the line!" The corners of Mr. Hei's mouth turned up slightly, and all the martial artists suddenly pulled towards the empty space, and a large net full of red light suddenly rose, heading towards Fang Hong.

"Ah......" The big net exuded a scorching power, and as soon as it touched Fang Hong's body, it sneered, as if a piece of solidified lard was placed on the iron plate. Fang Hong screamed miserably, and fell from mid-air.

Only then did he realize that there was a silk-like thread tied to the fingers of those people. The thin line is almost transparent, and it is not really visible in the sunlight. And Fang Hong's perception was also covered by the thick qi and blood on these people's bodies, and he didn't even notice it for a while.

Those martial artists kept changing their formations, causing those thin lines to become tighter and tighter, and they fell deeply into Fang Hong's divine body. Although Fang Hong didn't feel the pain, his strength was declining rapidly.

"Geng Yin, no, I should call you Fang Hong, I didn't expect that your strength was so weak. Mr. Hei walked to the middle of the ruins, looked at Fang Hong, and a smile appeared on his face.

"How did you know I was here?" Fang Hong's face showed a hint of hideousness, and his body was struggling desperately, he looked at Mr. Hei and said loudly.

"I'm not going to tell you, I'm going to die of this heart. Mr. Black shook his head, even at this moment, he did not have the heart of contempt for the enemy. The tone is still very tight, and he resolutely refuses to reveal half a word.

After he finished speaking, a black jar appeared in his hand. The walls of the jar are carved with many bright red patterns, and it looks as if it was painted with blood.

He opened his hand and tapped the bottom of the jar, and a suction force came out of it. Fang Hong's divine body involuntarily came into this jar.

"Geng Yin, you are a variable, the boss thinks you are very valuable, and they will not kill you easily. Our arrest of you this time may be an opportunity for you. Mr. Hei's voice was a little low, and he said to Fang Hong.

"Yes, but I don't want to be caught. A sneer appeared on Fang Hong's face, and then, an aura full of destructive power rose from his thoughts.

"Still want to kill yourself?" Mr. Black's eyes opened, and the jar snapped downward. Fang Hong's divine body came into the jar at a faster speed.

"Bang. His divine body was only halfway inside, and suddenly, Fang Hong's destructive power had reached its peak. His entire divine body exploded directly.

"Not good!" Mr. Black immediately retreated a dozen steps back, but the force generated by the explosion rolled up a strong ripple in the netherworld. Many of the people present only felt that their heads hurt, as if their souls were shaken. The warriors who got closer to each other flowed blood directly from the seven orifices, which looked extremely terrifying.

"Damn, this god is really a madman!" Mr. Hei waited until the aftermath of the explosion had dissipated, and when he looked closer, there was no scum to be seen, and the black jar was covered with many cracks. This can make Mr. Hei feel distressed enough, this thing doesn't look so ordinary, but there is a netherworld space as large as an ordinary village, which is specially used to imprison transcendent beings. 18110