"You're still alive?"

Isis squinted at Lin Qiye in front of the Zhenguo Divine Monument, as if sensing something, "There is the breath of life and youth in your body......"

Lin Qiye's palm holding the sword was gradually wrapped in flesh and blood, the tender skin of the newborn was flushed with a touch of pink, he endured the sharp pain of his soul, lightly opened his lips, and the ancient and rhythmic Western-style song came out of his throat:

“…… Smelling the fragrance of blood, I found the temple of requiem,

A ruined scene, ghosts debauchery singing,

Black rosemary blooms, vines meander,

The soul looks and believes in the blood-colored moonlight......"

With Lin Qiye's voice, the sky darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the ground under the feet of the two suddenly trembled violently, and one by one the pitch-black vines burst out of the snow like tentacles, and quickly grabbed Isis in a green coat.

A faint red glow sprinkled from the sky, and the gray-black yin wind, as if coming from the netherworld, rolled around her, and one after another strange pale faces opened their huge mouths and bit at her body fiercely.

There was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in Isis's slightly narrowed eyes, and she raised her fingertips lightly, and young vegetable seedlings broke out of the soil from under her feet, instantly covering the surface of those pitch-black vines, greedily ingesting the nutrients and spiritual power in them.

In just a few seconds, the vines cracked and shattered, and with a wave of his hand, the remnants of the Yin Wind were torn to pieces by a vibrant spring breeze.

“…… Smelling the fragrance of blood, I found the temple of requiem,

A statue in the distance, with a broken arm hidden aside,

It was the rhapsody of the goddess, indicating the direction with her middle finger

Little red flowers bloom beside her, and that's heaven ......"

Without waiting for Isis to make any more moves, Lin Qiye's voice sounded again.

Boom ——!

Isis's eyes shrank, and his figure flickered away from the spot in an instant, only to hear a dull loud thud, and a huge stone statue of the blood-colored goddess sketched out of nothingness, slamming heavily into the place where she had stood.

The snowflakes were flying, and the stone statue looked down at Isis on the snow, its thick right arm was raised, and its five fingers seemed to clasp the entire heavenly dome and pressed against the top of Isis's head!

"It's endless."

A hint of anger appeared in Isis's eyes, and under the green jacket, a green jade hand stretched out and collided with the palm of the blood-colored goddess statue!

The moment the two palms collided, a crack with green glow instantly spread all over the surface of the stone statue, and Isis's five fingers were deeply clasped, directly crushing the right arm of the stone statue, and the terrifying breath of life directly crushed the entire stone statue.

Lin Qiye snorted, a wisp of blood flowed out of his nose, and he bent down in pain.

He took a deep breath and opened his mouth, just as he was about to say something more, when a palm grabbed his throat and smashed his whole body into the snow!

With his back as the center, a huge pit with a radius of 100 meters exploded!

Billowing smoke and dust mixed with flying snow, falling in a sprinkled manner, Isis, who was wearing a green jacket, strangled Lin Qiye's throat with one hand, fixed it in the center of the deep pit, and blood flowed out from Lin Qiye's seven orifices, gradually smearing the surrounding ground.

"I know, you want to use the youth divine power in your body to drag me with your life at all costs until reinforcements arrive."

Isis looked coldly at Lin Qiye's bloodstained face, "It's a pity, you're too weak...... No matter how tenacious the life force of the cockroach is, it is impossible to hold back the pace of the gods. ”

As Isis's voice fell, vegetable seedlings broke out of the ground under her feet, and along Lin Qiye's right arm, they continued to climb up his body, like a rapidly spreading green wave.

As these vegetable seedlings grew, Lin Qiye's body seemed to have turned into soil, and he was fixed to the earth, unable to move half a minute at all, he stared at Isis's eyes, but his vision was gradually covered by the vegetable seedlings.

Isis slowly withdrew his palm, stood up from the pit, glanced at the green land for the last time, turned around and stepped out of the pit, and walked towards the Zhenguo God Monument.

As she raised her hands, vegetable seedlings spread rapidly upwards along the base of the Zhenguo God Monument, and they grew out of the monument without any gaps, greedily ingesting the energy in the monument, growing more and more, growing more and more densely.

A touch of greenery slowly eats away at the surface of the black stele.

"What a terrifying divine power!" Isis frowned slightly, "This thing is not something that ordinary gods can break at all...... No, even if it's a supreme god, it's not that easy to destroy it.

But fortunately, my life force can eat away at its power little by little, and when its divine power is absorbed by the plant, it will be much more fragile......"

Just as Isis was muttering to himself, in the deep pit, the figure submerged by the vegetable seedlings slowly clenched his fists.

Lin Qiye could clearly perceive that his strength and vitality were being sucked away little by little by these vegetable seedlings, if it weren't for the fact that he carried Eden's soul and had a lot of youth power in his body, he would probably have been drawn into a dry corpse at this moment.

But even so, as these vegetable seedlings grew rapidly, Lin Qiye felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and they were like nails, nailing themselves firmly to the ground.

With the passage of a large amount of mental power, his consciousness quickly blurred.

At this moment, Isis's words were transmitted into his mind through spiritual perception, and his eyes widened suddenly, and his consciousness briefly returned to consciousness.

No way...... He couldn't just wait here to die.

If Isis is allowed to drain the power from the stele, it will be too late.

Lin Qiye's eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness, he opened his lips with difficulty, and said to himself hoarsely in a voice that only he could hear:

"Wildfires can't be burned...... Spring breeze...... Blowing and ......"

Cluster ——!!

The raging fire burst open, and the vegetable seedlings that imprisoned him were involved in it, along with Lin Qiye's body.

As Lin Qiye's realm was raised to the peak of "Klein", the effect of [Bard of the Sky] was also multiplied several times, and the power of this flame was no longer comparable to ordinary mortal fire.

Under the burning of the blazing flames, the green onion seedlings gradually withered and withered, and along with them, Lin Qiye's body was on the verge of death.

These vegetable seedlings are all rooted in Lin Qiye's flesh and blood, which means that if you want to burn them completely, Lin Qiye must let the flames also burn his body...... As the fire became more and more vigorous, Lin Qiye's body was rapidly carbonized.

When all the vegetable seedlings were burned, the pit fell into a dead silence again, and I don't know how long it took, a figure covered in charred black and blurred flesh and blood slowly crawled out of the bottom of the pit.

At this moment, Lin Qiye has long been unrecognizable, not only have all his clothes been burned and turned to ashes, but there is no intact skin on his body, if it weren't for the fact that his body had been baptized by the power of faith and eaten peaches, he would have died at this moment I don't know how many times.

The charred figure stood up weakly, and at that moment, something slipped off his chest and landed in the white snow.

He looked down, and the whole person was slightly stunned.

It was a shiny coat of arms.