What Lin Beichen has to do now is to continuously consume this spiritual power of Fan Zhen Prison.

After all, no matter how powerful the spiritual power that Fan Zhenjiao put into the palace is, it is a source of water and a tree without roots, as long as it is not strong enough to crush and shatter his spiritual will in an instant, Lin Beichen can grind this spiritual will little by little, and finally take it away with a soul flag.

Sure enough, the God Slayer stood up again, and as he got up, he grabbed the slow-running spectators around him and sent them down his throat.

An eye had grown out of all the fist pits above and below his body, and he looked like he had lost his human form and turned into a complete monster.

It's not scary, but it's very weird, and even disgusting.

Lin Beichen felt that when his fist landed on the body of the God Butcher, it would be like bursting blood packets, and those eyes would burst open one by one.

But no matter what, Lin Beichen always has to attack, and only in this way can he consume the divine soul power in the evil fate seed that Fan Zhenjiao has bet on.

This time, the speed of the God Butcher was faster, and Lin Beichen couldn't see him make a move at all, and then Lin Beichen was bombarded by the God Butcher's heavy punch.

This time, the attack of the God Butcher turned out to be exactly the same as Lin Beichen's hummingbird Baiquan.

The extremely fast output in an instant, falling on Lin Beichen's body is fifty or sixty deep pits. Lin Beichen was beaten upside down and flew out.

The God Slaughterer is using his human way to govern his body, simulating Lin Beichen's hummingbird swing fist.

In the world of memory, the God Slayer who did not exist was immortal, and Lin Beichen was also immortal.

Unless the spiritual power is exhausted, then it will slowly go out like an oil lamp that has burned out of oil.

When Lin Beichen landed, his body was full of potholes, and one hand came out of these fist pits, clenched into fists.

Lin Beichen's feet hit the ground and immediately bounced up, waving dozens of fists and pounced on the God Butcher.

At this moment, it is no longer a duel between people, but a decisive battle between monsters and monsters.

Both sides punched to the flesh, and blood splattered from the fight.

The gamblers watching the game around were also unusually excited, hissing and shouting to cheer for the two people.

It's like an Asura arena that is destined to end the battle with the death of one side.

Lin Beichen didn't use any other magical powers, but just kept waving his fists and confronting the God Butcher.

The two sides fought to the core.

Lin Beichen, who had dozens of fists, obviously took advantage, and the eyes that grew out of the fist of the God Butcher on the opposite side were exploded one by one.

However, Lin Beichen's advantage was only temporary, after these eyes were burst, they gushed out viscous liquid, which was contaminated with the fist and didn't feel anything at first, but after a while, it became sticky and hard.

Lin Beichen's fists were glued to death, and many fists and fists were also locked with elongated slime between them.

In this way, Lin Beichen has dozens of fists, but there are very few that can really swing them.

In other words, the eyeballs that looked very fragile were simply traps set by the God Butcher.

Waiting for Lin Beichen to blow them up one by one.

Obviously, this is not the wisdom of the God Butcher, but Fan Zhen Prison is manipulating everything in the back.

With a wave of his hand, he severed his fists one by one.

Of course, this made Lin Beichen lose a lot of spiritual will, but for Lin Beichen, even if there is only one fist left, he can defeat the opponent.

This is the firm belief that Lin Beichen has shaped in the ring for decades.

Lin Beichen is going to defeat the opponent with his fists in this battle, if he uses other magical powers, even if he kills the God Butcher and temporarily collects a divine soul from Fan Zhen Prison, it will definitely cast a shadow on his resolute faith, and even make his confidence shattered, and when he faces the spiritual attack again, Lin Beichen will have no immunity at all!

After a brief separation, the two sides fought together again.

There are no fancy magic exercises, just punching each other and beating each other.

Lin Beichen became more and more excited the more he fought, he hadn't experienced such a ring fight for a long time.

For a fighter, only such a fight can inspire his most primitive ambition and ambition.

Only the pain caused by the raining fist hitting the flesh can stimulate his endless fighting spirit.

The two sides kept beating each other, beating Lin Beichen had gained the upper hand, and he was becoming more and more handy, he believed that victory was just around the corner, and suddenly his heavy punch smashed into the air, and then Lin Beichen felt a sharp pain in his soul, as if something was forcibly taken away from his soul.

The God Slayer in front of him twisted for a moment and vanished.

The surrounding ring audience also collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

Lin Beichen looked at it for a while before he figured out the situation.

He had already worn out the soul of Fan Zhen Prison to the point where it could be collected by the Dementor Banner.

At this time, the seeds of Fan Zhen Prison were already in the Dementor Banner.

Lin Beichen licked his lips in disappointment.

The pain and scars are gone.

Such a hearty battle made Lin Beichen a little unsatisfied.

Lin Beichen unfolded the dementor banner and saw the seeds of evil fate.

This seed has already given birth to many root systems, which were originally coiled in Lin Beichen's divine soul, taking root, sprouting and growing strongly.

But at this moment, it has been uprooted by the Dementor Banner.

This evil seed is constantly waving its roots, trying to find a host to draw nutrients.

But unfortunately, when he arrived in the Dementor Banner, everything was out of his control.

Lin Beichen spoke: "I said I was going to take you to an interesting place, and now it's time to fulfill my promise." ”

A human face grew on the Evil Fate Seed, which was the face of Fan Zhenjiao, and he roared loudly: "You use the magic weapon to suppress my Divine Soul Seed. ”

Lin Beichen smiled: "You don't have to say these unnutritious words, you old monster, you must know the truth that the winner is king, there is no such thing as victory in this world, winning is winning and losing is losing." Besides, I've already got the upper hand in the battle, and it's only a matter of time before I win the battle! ”

Lin Beichen said, directly throwing the seeds of evil fate into hell.

Lin Beichen is still quite looking forward to how much negative yin virtue this guy Fan Zhen Prison has.

It's just that this Fan Zhen Prison is not the main body, just a divine soul, Lin Beichen is not sure, whether the system will give a reward if he is accepted.

Sure enough, he received the soul of Fan Zhen Prison, and he didn't fight a single one.

Although this was normal, Lin Beichen was still slightly disappointed.

At this point, Lin Beichen can ask about some things about Fan Zhen Prison.

Lin Beichen looked at the evil fate seed: "Fan Zhenjiao, what do you want to do outside the palace?" ”

The face of Fan Zhenjiao appeared on the seed, and his eyes looked around, and when he saw the countless spirits and ghosts, he asked in surprise, "What is this place?" ”

Lin Beichen frowned and said, "Now I'm here to ask you, not for you to ask me, answer my question first." ”

Fan Zhenjiao sneered: "With you? Want me to answer questions too? You don't look at yourself to see if you have that qualification. ”

In the face of such an arrogant Fan Zhen Prison, Lin Beichen couldn't help laughing: "When you reach the eighteenth layer of hell, no matter how hard your mouth is, you will give in, there have never been exceptions in the past, and you will not be the other, now answer my question honestly, you can still avoid some pain and torture." ”

Fan Zhenjiao laughed out loud when he heard this: "I haven't laughed for a long time since I've been trapped for so long, I like your way of speaking, and your arrogant tone, but it's a pity, I've been sealed in the Dao Law Realm for hundreds of years, I've enjoyed the world's most terrifying loneliness and loneliness, tasted the world's most painful torture, and no one in the world can make me succumb!" ”

Half a day later.

Fan Zhenjiao said bitterly: "Okay, what do you want to know?" ”

Lin Beichen looked disgusted: "That's it? Didn't you say that there is no one in the world who can bring you to your knees? ”

Fan Zhenjiao said with a frightened face: "I have never seen such a terrible world, I have never been reborn so many times, I have never been tortured and killed so many times, who are you?" Why such a scary little world? ”

Lin Beichen naturally didn't answer him these questions, and asked again: "What do you want to do outside the palace?" ”

Fan Zhenjiao didn't show a mocking expression this time, but he didn't answer the question directly and obediently, but asked, "Can you pull my essence into this world as well?" ”

This time it was Lin Beichen's turn to be a little surprised: "What do you mean?" ”

Fan Zhenjiao looked at the world around him with some excitement, which was very desolate but there were many ghosts, and said: "Such a prosperous world, it is ten thousand times better than my Dao Law Realm, if you can't do without the Immortal Dao Continent, it seems that it is not bad to enter this world, and you can never die here." ”

It was the first time that Lin Beichen had encountered a character who took the initiative to enter the eighteenth layer of hell.

Lin Beichen can be sure that this is Fan Zhenjiao's true thoughts, and Lin Beichen also understands Fan Zhenjiao's thoughts.

The eighteenth layer of hell is indeed not a good place, but compared to the barren Dao Law Realm, which has nothing, it can also be called heaven.

The world is afraid of comparison.

Fan Zhenjiao wants to enter the eighteenth layer of hell, and Lin Beichen is naturally infinitely welcome.

Immediately clapped his hands and said, "Of course I can pull your body into this world, and I can even say that I very much welcome you to this world." ”

When Fan Zhenjiao heard this, he immediately became a little excited: "Okay, in fact, I don't have too many thoughts about squatting outside the palace, but I haven't seen a living person for too long, I haven't seen anything in the Immortal Dao Continent for too long, it's strange to see everything, I like everything, even if it's just a floor tile in the palace, I can't put it down, and I can't wait to take a few more looks." You know, I've forgotten what the palace looks like, what the floor tiles look like, what the walls look like, what people look like, these things remind me of a lot of old things, those who love me and the people I love, those who hate me and those I hate......"

Saying that, Fan Zhenjiao showed a look of remembrance.

Lin Beichen interrupted: "I understand, no need to use analogy anymore, let's talk about the next question." ”

Some people died, but not completely......