Chapter 763: Pangu Divine Soul
In the face of the provocation under the day, Emperor Xudu could no longer control his emotions.
He himself had a mental problem because of the Fall, and the reason why he wanted to learn the original runes was also to use soul characters to solve this problem.
But I didn't expect that the chase would not succeed after a few times, but was put on a swing by the flower shifting lady.
Now let a junior shout to kill himself, how can Emperor Xudu endure it?
Emperor Xudu sneered: "Under the day, the flower shifting lady can't protect you, I will ......"
Before he finished speaking, he saw an extremely strong soul storm sweeping through the entire underground world.
In the midst of this soul storm, an extremely large phantom slowly stood up.
This phantom was known at a glance to be made of soul condensation, and his whole body was flashing with layers of pale golden runes, if anyone knew the original runes, they would definitely recognize these runes as the refining runes on He Yongheng's body.
In addition, the construction of the phantom is extremely exquisite, and the eyes, nose, and mouth are vividly imaged.
To put it simply, except that the phantom is not an entity, but a condensed soul, otherwise everyone will definitely think why the eternal growth is taller.
That's right, this phantom is at least more than fifty meters tall, and it is still growing.
He carried the huge Heaven Opening Axe, and with just one axe, the few old gods closest to him instantly disappeared, leaving only soul fragments all over the ground.
The huge bodies of the old gods seemed to be nothing in front of this huge phantom!
Clay Klein screamed, "Pangu Divine Soul! ”
Instead of retreating, the old god, composed entirely of flames, rushed forward in surprise.
Not only him, but more than a dozen old gods rushed over as if they were crazy.
The corners of the huge phantom's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sneer.
Immediately afterwards, his soul fluctuations spread all around: "Look for death!" ”
In the next second, the axe was raised, and then slashed.
Raise again, cut down again.
Raised again, and cut down again.
……
With every axe, an old god must be cut to the ground.
It was only at this time that the old gods were horrified to discover that even if it was just a wisp of divine soul, the Pangu Great God was still incredibly strong!
With his astonishing speed, Clay dodged the axe from Pangu, and his soul fluctuations spread rapidly: "Pangu! You are nothing more than a wisp of spirit, delusional in order to achieve the goal of rebirth by occupying Ho's eternal body! ”
"But you forgot how strong the humans you are guarding are!"
"What eternity is always what eternity! He can't become Pangu! ”
Pangea's axe roared, but Clay Klein galloped and narrowly escaped the axe's attack.
But seeing the red light suddenly swoop, Clay Klein actually took the risk of destroying He Yongheng's body.
Pangu Phantom stretched out his hand to intercept it, but after all, because of his lack of speed, he was rushed by Claycle.
In the next second, a ray of fire had already ignited He Yongheng's body.
"The Pangu Divine Soul relies on He Eternal Body to exist! I burned his flesh to see how you survive! ”
"Pangu! You are dead, and since you are dead, don't think about resurrection anymore! ”
The fire was raging, constantly scorching He Yongheng's body.
The body refining rune on He Yongheng's body was quickly stimulated, and then spread throughout his body.
At the same time, the two axes of the Pangu Phantom roared again, slashing directly at Claycle.
Before the axe arrived, the breath had already locked on Claycle's figure.
This old god with an extremely special life form screamed, and in the next second, his entire body was cut in half.
After all, Clay Clay is a real S-class, although his body was cut in half, he was abruptly separated from the left and the right, and the two soul fluctuations rushed towards Pangu instead.
In an instant, countless flames fell on the body of the Pangu Divine Soul.
The flames were blazing, but the Pangu Divine Soul was still standing.
As soon as he stepped on it, an old god with a reptilian appearance was trampled on, and the primordial runes filled through, and the old god ended up with a soul in an instant.
Suddenly, a big snake of more than thirty meters winded up and aimed at the calf of the Pangu Divine Soul and bit it fiercely.
This guy's big mouth was open for a full five or six meters, and when he took a bite, a small piece of the body of the Pangu Divine Soul was instantly missing.
At the entrance of the divine soul, the big snake of more than thirty meters met in surprise, and then retreated.
But suddenly, a golden light bloomed from the inside of the serpent's body, and the golden light pierced his skin, like a sharp sword piercing the sky.
Immediately after that, the second, third, fourth......
More and more golden light came out of the snake's body, and the snake twisted in pain, and its body had become full of holes.
He roared in horror: "Pangu! You're nothing but a remnant! How can I assimilate my soul! ”
Pangu Divine Soul looked left and right with the axe, his gaze was extremely indifferent, as if he had no emotion.
In the next second, countless axes were overwhelming, drowning the dozen or so old gods present.
The survivors of the settlement retreated frantically, the red battle flag had already been torn and tattered in the divine war, and it could no longer play its role.
Only the three wolf spirits refused to retreat with a shout, but they were forcibly dragged away by the demon suppressors.
This place is full of energy fluctuations that can assimilate souls, and A-level masters can't hold on here for long.
Only a quasi-S-level powerhouse who has embarked on the path of conscience can stick to his heart in this situation and not be assimilated by foreign souls.
In other words, except for S-class powerhouses, no one can participate in this level of battle.
On the hillside in the distance, the Prophet watched the Pangu Divine Soul slaughter in all directions among the old gods, majestic, but sighed softly.
The illusory shadow next to him laughed gloatingly: "I'll just say that He Yongheng will die!" Prophet! You've lost! ”
"Haha! I didn't expect the fate planner to lose too! ”
The Prophet whispered, "I am sure that He will not die." ”
The Void Shadow laughed and said, "Prophet, I am willing to lose the bet." The energy fluctuations of the Pangu Divine Soul have exploded! He Yongheng's Three Souls and Seven Spirits are afraid that they have already been destroyed by Pangu! ”
"He Yongheng is dead! He couldn't wake up! ”
"Even if you wake up, it must be Pangu, not He Yongheng!"
The prophet still shook his head: "He Yongheng will become the new Pangu, but He Yongheng will still be He Yongheng." ”
"Mo Ren, variables still exist, why make a conclusion now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, five figures were already speeding down the frozen River Styx.
The leader was holding a short stick burning with golden flames, and his speed was like a popular moon, rushing straight towards the Pangu Divine Soul.
In front of him, a humanoid old god with long hands and feet and three heads impatiently tried to grab him and throw him away, but the figure flashed, and the old god's arm was instantly broken in two.
The old god looked at his long broken arm in disbelief, trying to reconnect it, but then he was horrified to find that the wound was actually burning with golden flames.
The golden flame was not suppressed by his own qi, blood and soul, but climbed rapidly, and began to eat away at his body rapidly.
The old god was shocked to find that the flames were full of runes, and he could not extinguish the golden flames!