Hearing this, Lin Qiye's brows furrowed slightly.

Gatekeeper on the Moon?

On the moon, the only one who has the [Mortal Dust Divine Domain] can only be the Seraphic Angel Michael...... But why, Chen Yangrong called him "gatekeeper"?

And looking at Chen Yangrong's reaction, he seemed to be very afraid of the [Mortal Dust Divine Domain]?

Lin Qiye's golden eyes were burning, he raised the slash in his hand, and slashed off one of Chen Yangrong's arms, the latter's expression was violently distorted, it seemed to be more painful than before, and blood spurted out, but this time, Chen Yangrong's arm did not come back to life like a head.

Effective!

Lin Qiye's angry eyes flashed with a hint of clarity.

Although he didn't know the reason, the "miracle" created by the [Mortal Dust God Domain] seemed to be able to curb the power of that giant beast corpse to a certain extent?

"Damn! Damn 'miracles'! Chen Yangrong looked at his bloody shoulders and turned his head to look at Lin Qiye, his expression extremely angry.

As if sensing Lin Qiye's threat, the flesh and blood of the stomach wall covering his body suddenly twisted, Chen Yangrong forcibly pulled out his hands and grabbed Lin Qiye in front of him!

Blood-colored tentacles swirled around the thunder, flying out from the inside of the surrounding stomach walls, slashing through the deep sea water, and stabbing at Lin Qiye's body at an astonishing speed!

Lin Qiye held the [Chopping White] in his hand, his body escaped into the void, and the world around him faded into black and white, and he shuttled through it like a ghost, avoiding all the thunder tentacles.

Feeling the fluctuation of Chen Yangrong's breath when he made a move, Lin Qiye felt a little surprised.

Chen Yangrong's strength seems to be much lower than his own realm?

Lin Qiye clearly remembered that when Chen Yangrong released the coercion of the realm before, he was the peak of the "Klein" realm, but now it seems that the strength of his shot is the level of ordinary "Klein", which is far less oppressive than Lin Qiye thought.

After thinking about it carefully, Lin Qiye figured out the reason.

Chen Yangrong's realm completely comes from the residual power in the corpse of this giant beast, his so-called "Four Days Approaching Miracles" is just a sense of power generated when the power in the giant beast pours into his body, plus his mind has long been controlled by the corpse of the giant beast, completely lost his mind, and subconsciously exaggerated the power of the gods of Cthulhu infinitely, which is why he had the previous arrogance.

The most critical point is that Chen Yangrong himself is just an ordinary fisherman, and he has not even awakened to the forbidden ruins, even if his realm is forcibly raised to "Klein", there is nowhere to use it, at most, he can only control the remnants of this giant beast to attack, which is not at the same level as the normal "Klein" realm.

Thinking through all this against the erosion of the red moon, Lin Qiye only felt that his thinking was becoming more and more sluggish, and instead of it, he was strongly confident in his own strength and a rising killing intent.

Lin Qiye stepped out of the void in one step, directly through the tentacles in the sky, and came to Chen Yangrong's face.

In the surging black sea water, the blood-colored arc swam like a water snake, Lin Qiye's eyes were red, ignoring the surrounding environment, holding the [Chopping White], and directly taking Chen Yangrong's head at an astonishing speed!

He's going to kill with one blow!

A touch of mockery appeared in Chen Yangrong's eyes, and above his body, one after another hideous meat balls suddenly grew, squirming wildly, and one by one the blood-colored eyeballs opened, staring directly at Lin Qiye who rushed in front of him.

Their gaze condensed into a substantial beam of light, like blood-colored thorns bursting out, instantly piercing Lin Qiye's body and piercing out more than a dozen blood holes!

Blood splattered out from the wound, like a bewitching Manshu Sawa blooming silently in the dim sea water, Lin Qiye, who was only about to take off Chen Yangrong's head, snorted, lost his strength, and in the midst of the blood flow, his whole person began to sink uncontrollably in the sea water......

It was only at this moment that the fury and madness in his eyes faded a little, and a trace of clarity was restored.

Damn it! He's been eroded again!

After figuring out the reason for Chen Yangrong's weakness, Lin Qiye's inner self-confidence was infinitely magnified, turning into arrogance, and under his manic thoughts, he directly chose a brutal frontal attack......

Losing his mind, he didn't realize at all that no matter how weak "Klein" was, it was not something that "Immeasurable" could easily deal with.

What's more, this is in the body of the giant beast, for Chen Yangrong, it is the absolute home field, and a blind attack without thinking is undoubtedly the way to die.

It's too late to realize this now.

Chen Yangrong's blow just now directly hit Lin Qiye hard, these blood holes pierced his body, greatly restricting his movements, and just with this terrifying bleeding speed, it wouldn't be long before Lin Qiye would lose too much blood and die.

Chen Yangrong sneered at Lin Qiye, who was gradually sinking in the blood mist, stretched out his palm, and shook it at him again.

The dense tentacles stirred in the sea water at an astonishing speed, and huge and turbulent whirlpools surged in the huge stomach wall of the giant beast, and the blood-colored thunder swam on the surface of the whirlpool, like a hideous thunder grinding disc, quickly rolling Lin Qiye's figure into it.

Under the turbulent water, Lin Qiye couldn't stabilize his body at all, and flew towards the nearest whirlpool uncontrollably.

At this moment, a dark blue figure swept across the sea quickly, shuttling between the blood-colored thunder, stretching out his arms, and steadily hugging Lin Qiye's body!

The warm and soft touch was attached to Lin Qiye's back.

Lin Qiye turned his head and saw Jia Lan looking at him with a smile, her black hair tied with a red rope, slowly floating in the water, her black jewel-like eyes shining like stars.

In the deep sea, Jia Lan opened her mouth, her lips moved slightly, and she said four words silently:

- Adaptability.

A ray of light poured from Jia Lan's body into Lin Qiye's body.

The gurgling blood stopped flowing, the wounds that were being corroded by the sea water coagulated, and the chaotic and manic consciousness under the erosion of the red moon suddenly became more lucid than ever...... His body seemed to be eternally frozen in this moment, and no external factors could affect his body.

[Immortal].

She gave [Immortal] to herself?!

Without the protection of [Immortal], now Jia Lan is an ordinary person, under the strong sense of suffocation and the oppression of the deep sea, her face is visibly pale.

Lin Qiye's pupils contracted suddenly, and without the slightest hesitation, he opened his mouth and read in the seawater:

"The cool breeze rises on the autumn night, and the air is turbid!"

A fresh breeze poured out of the void, sweeping away the thick sea water around him, enveloping the Calan behind him, and the fresh air poured into Calan's nostrils, and her pale face regained a trace of blood.