"Interesting."

In the gray mist, the human-faced spider-body Yang Luo swiped at will with its sharp spider feet, and his breath that corrupted all things naturally swept in all directions.

"He found out, heh!"

Yang Luo's pair of eyes that ignore life reveal a sense of banter.

Seeing that Pang Jian abandoned the Goddess of Cold Crystal and came straight to him, and locked himself with a divine qi, he simply no longer hid and no longer covered his breath.

He also wanted to see if Pang Jian had really achieved a breakthrough in combat power by killing Youkui.

The first time he met, Pang Jian's combat power was too weak, and he was simply vulnerable, which made him feel bored.

Pang Jian, who had experienced a fiasco and dared to gallop over, instantly aroused his interest.

"Hanyi."

He muttered, and was convinced that the cold crystal goddess had a private relationship with Pang Jian, who was born in the human race.

Because when he first saw Pang Jian, the joy in Han Yi's eyes was too obvious, and he couldn't hide it from anyone at all.

However, Pang Jianlang's heart was like iron, and he bombarded him with many divine thunders as soon as he saw him, which made Yang Luo a little uncertain.

Could it be that Han Yi is wishful thinking?

How did He and Pang Jian come to know?

Isn't the goddess of Hanjing famous for her withdrawn personality and ruthless methods?

Why did He secretly sow his heart for a human true god? Will this be a mood disorder?

Ripples of curiosity rippled in Yang Luo's heart.

Suddenly, he remembered another thing, thinking of the Lord Juggernaut, who had not awakened to the true self divinity, and was quite close to Pang Jian in purgatory.

"It's a pity, the adults would have woken up a long time ago, otherwise there would have been more fun to watch."

Yang Luo took out a "Shadow Divine Stone" and casually threw it into the sea of fog behind him, intending to keep the picture of him killing Pang Jian as a proof that he was intimidating all parties.

Youkui was killed by Pang Jian alone, if he killed Pang Jian alone, wouldn't it prove that he was too much stronger than Youkui?

There are many gods who are attached to that adult, and they are as strong as clouds, he must do something, he must constantly prove his strength, prove his worth, in order to squeeze up.

Only in this way can he expect to receive the tilt of resources in the future when he meets the true body of that adult.

He is the middle god, and he has a dream of becoming a high god, and that adult has the power to help him become a high god.

Ever since he had met in the purgatory world by chance and received the favor of that Lord, He devoted himself to that Lord, longing for more attention from him.

Zimo, and guys like Hemotian, are secretly tinkering with some of their own tricks, and they have the intention of destroying the good things of adults, which makes him quite dissatisfied.

He wants to increase his influence as much as possible, erect his powerful image, and then find ways to weaken the authority of the ghost race and the demon race.

Killing Pang Jian is a good way to prove yourself.

……

"We meet again."

Pang Jian quietly stopped.

He looked at Yang Luo's flawless face, and also looked at those extremely sharp spider feet, and said, "Last time in the treacherous fog, I was seriously injured by you, and I will ask for advice this time." ”

The past events in which his chest was pierced through the hole by the "Eye of the Eye", and his viscera were exposed, are now vivid.

Every time he thought about it, Pang Jian suddenly became depressed and angry in his heart.

The second battle with Yang Luo, he has been longing for a long time, and he has been preparing secretly for a long time.

How to crack the bloodline supernatural power of Yang Luo that erodes all things, and how to deal with the infecting power, he has asked Su Wanrou of the Pure Land outside the Holy Spirit Continent.

Now, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is confident that he can get back on the field.

"This time, I hope you won't run away." Yang Luo sneered.

Pang Jian thought about it seriously, but he didn't say it to death, but said frankly: "If there is no chance of winning at all, there is only a dead end, then I will still choose to flee for my life." ”

Yang Luo was stunned for a moment: "You are real." ”

"I'm still young, and I see my potential. As long as I can live, I can live a little longer, and I can naturally kill you in the future. Pang Jian responded.

Yang Luo's eyes were cold: "You're right, I know the potential of your human race true gods, so I won't let you escape this time." ”

Before he could finish speaking, his breath that consumed all things had already begun to spread in the mist.

In an instant, His power cleared a vacuum, wiping away the gray mist.

Then I saw huge, silver-white cobwebs all over the vacuum.

Yang Luo repeated her old trick and flicked her spider feet.

The huge cobwebs that existed on the top, back, feet, and chest of Pang Jian's Yuan God immediately moved closer to Yang Luo's strange divine body, and wanted to enter the divine realm where Yang Luo eroded all things.

After the spider web moved, Pang Jian's body was covered by the entanglement of spider silk, and he was pulled by a strong force.

At the same time, from the cobwebs and spider silks, there was the terrifying power of Yangluo that infects all things and living beings, and there are many hair-like and slender white beams of light, penetrating into Pang Jian's flesh and blood.

"It's still the same old thing."

Pang Jian shook his head and sneered.

His body instantly condensed into ice, and the thick ice rocks that were bubbling with cold air grew from the surface of his limbs one by one.

With a thought in his mind, his primordial body began to shrink, first escaping from an ice rock, and then turning into its regular form.

"Boom!"

The roar of thunder rang out, and countless thunderbolts exploded, extinguishing a lot of cobwebs and silk.

"The old thing is the same old thing, as long as it works."

Yang Luo pursed her thin lips, ignored his sarcasm, and said, "I know very well that because Youkui is a ghost clan god and is the best at all kinds of divine soul secret techniques, this is only restrained by the Lei Gong artifact under your control. ”

"But I'm different."

"My divine body is not afraid of thunder and lightning bombardment, and I am not strangling the other party with the secret technique of the divine soul, and the mysteries of heaven and earth that I have comprehended will not be limited by the thunder pool."

"Pang Jian, you will be a stepping stone for me to achieve prestige, I am really happy to hear that you killed Youkui."

His divine power converged in his eyes, his "Eclipsed Divine Eye" reappeared, and he looked at Pang Jian's chest again.

At the beginning, he dissolved Pang Jian's amorphous and non-jade chest cavity by "eroding the divine eye", causing a huge hole in Pang Jian's chest, causing all Pang Jian's internal organs to be exposed.

"Wow!"

Where He gazed at the "Eclipse Eye", a deep galaxy of dim starry light suddenly appeared, and there were several gloomy streams, gurgling among the stars.

Unicorns, Mengwa, Vermilion Birds, and some of the Great Demons of the Thunder Prison, the Demon King, and the souls of the Thunder Clan warriors have been exposed in the streams.

This is the secret technique of the supernatural power mastered by Youkui, the ghost river.

Before leaving the Thunder Prison, Pang Jian helped Lei Fan quell the war caused by the demon clan, and in those cruel battlefields, he collected a lot of souls and ghosts to condense the ghost river.

Now, after the ghost river appeared, it was also integrated into the water avenue that he had learned from Mengwa, the water source, and the Naga.

Yu Kui does not know the nature of water, and his ghost river does not change with water.

Therefore, the ghost river of Yu Kui is not as magical as his ghost river.

When the mysteries of the three water gods were fused with the ghost river by him, the ghost river suddenly had many more changes and more mysterious wonders.

"Wow! Rushing! ”

The ghost river flowed, looming the souls of the creatures in the Thunder Prison, and also attracted Yang Luo's gaze.

Yang Luo's invincible "Erosion Divine Eye", while looking at the ghost rivers, was suddenly sucked into the soul!

In the ghost river, the second kind of divine soul secret technique belonging to Youkui was suddenly set off.

"Dementors!"

Pang Jian drank lowly.

An evil and strange force that envelops the soul, sucks the soul, and twists the soul of the god grows from the ghost river.

The souls of those big demons, demon kings, demon gods and thunder clan warriors in the ghost river have indeed been eroded a lot by Youkui, but these ghost things that Pang Jian specially collected and condensed were the cannon fodder he used to send him to death.

He used the annihilation of these souls and ghosts, and the disappearance of ghosts, to consume Yangluo's "Erosion Divine Eye".

Then wait for the opportunity to set off the "dementor"!

Together, Yang Luo's spirit suddenly flew out of his godhead uncontrollably and went out of his body.

Yang Luo's divine soul, when it was sucked by the "soul dementor", the "soul forbidden" violently erupted with evil power.

The word "forbidden" condensed by the secret talisman of the ghost clan quietly appeared in Yang Luo's soul for a moment.

At that moment, all the cobwebs spread out in the divine domain by Yang Luo, and all the cobwebs wrapped around Pang Jianyuanshen, were cut off from his spiritual induction.

The soul of Yangluo was also really touched by the "dementor" from the eyebrows of his beautiful cheeks.

A blazing thunderball that had been waiting for a long time smashed down.

"Boom!"

A female ghost without a spider form, with the limbs and heads of a regular intelligent race, was shattered by the thunderball.

The soul of Yang Luo suffered a devastating blow at the moment of leaving the body!

He snorted, and the corners of his mouth, his mouth, nose, and pupils were bleeding.

With the protection of a physical body, as long as his divine soul is in the flesh and blood, no matter how terrifying the thunder and lightning set off by Pang Jian, it is difficult for his divine soul to be so miserable.

He was right, he was not a god of ghosts and demons, and he was not afraid of thunder and lightning.

Unless, Himself detached the soul from the body and exposed to the thunder.

As it is now.

"It's quite wonderful to use the secret technique of the ghost clan to match the law of thunder." Pang Jian smiled brightly and said with satisfaction: "As long as the Divine Soul Secret Technique can involve the opponent's soul, as long as it can force the opponent's soul out of the body, then the opponent is a dead end." ”

"Yangluo, when your spirit comes out, you can only die."

"Boom! Bang! ”

Another thunderbolt and lightning fell, splitting Yang Luo's soul into light smoke, making this middle-rank god with amazing divine power, but he didn't have time to use it, and his soul almost flew away.

It is not immediately gone, but his Godhead has been completed, and the origin of Godhead is still there.

His divine soul was pulled out, and the origin of the soul in the godhead was only consumed eighty or ninety percent.

He also has one or two soul origins, which have always been firmly attached to the Godhead, and have not been extracted by the Soul Dementorship.

"The Godhead is unbroken, He does not die."

Hanyi's shrine roared, and in the midst of thunder and lightning, the goddess of cold crystal weaved an extremely cold chain with the law and threw it at the back of Yang Luo's head.

The product of the law of extreme cold went straight to his mind through the braincase of Yang Luo, who was defenseless at this time.

The Divine Personality of Yang Luo was entangled, frozen, and frozen.

He died.

……

(End of chapter)