"Joyful !!"

"If I don't die, I will make you ruined!"

Si Lu Xingjun glared at Xishen fiercely, and roared and shouted.

"Let's wait until you live until then!"

"As long as I can live, Haotian I dare to stab him!."

Laugh at the gods!

And Su Yang slowly controlled the power of the immortals, shrouding the City God Temple.

A drop of blood fell, and it was quickly consumed.

In a trance, the City God Temple seemed to shake slightly.

The dirt man inside stood up silently and made strange movements.

At this moment, there seems to be some kind of special connection between Suyang and the City God Temple.

As soon as he realized, the power of the immortals kept changing its order in midair.

In the end, a terrifying suction force spread from the City God Temple and swept over Si Lu Xingjun.

The little dirt man seemed to come to life, and his head slowly protruded from the 'door', looking like a child peeping at the adults talking to the door frame.

It's just that this villain's eyes are hollow, and there is no look at all.

"Su Yang!"

"The Star Monarch has fallen, the heavens and the earth have a feeling, and the catastrophe has come to the world!"

"You will be the wicked of this world!"

Seeing that he was uncontrollably approaching the City God Temple, getting closer and closer, Si Lu Xingjun's eyes were red, and he roared in a low voice.

Xishen floated in the air proudly, looking like a dog: "Don't listen to him, thousands of years ago, when the immortal court was respected, the fall of the star monarch might indeed make the heavens and the earth scream, but what age is this, he can't communicate with the stars himself!" ”

"What's blowing here?"

"If you're dead, you're dead!"

Hearing that Xishen had pierced his only chance to survive, Si Lu Xingjun looked at him and wanted to cut it with a thousand knives.

Even at the last moment before he died, what he hated was not Su Yang, but Xishen.

This dogleg!

Traitor to the immortals!

Especially the high-spirited face of the god of joy, which made him want to pounce and tear off his flesh one by one.

It's a pity that everything is just fantasy.

He could only watch as he was dragged into the City God Temple little by little.

Especially the clay figure, he grabbed his soul thought, opened his mouth, and bit down on his body.

His soul thoughts suddenly became less.

Si Lu Xingjun let out a terrible scream and kept struggling.

But no matter how he moved, he couldn't escape the clay man's grasp, and in the end he could only watch his body being eaten away.

With the demise of Silu Xingjun, this clay statue of the City God Temple vaguely seemed to have become harder.

From a distance, it looks like a layer of black tiles.

It's just that this tile is only half of the city god temple, and it comes to an abrupt end.

"The temple also needs energy to repair itself."

"I was lucky enough to see the full version."

"Black gold."

"It looks very majestic."

"It's just that at the moment, one Silu Xingjun shouldn't be enough for him to repair."

Xishen once again took on the position of commentator very sensibly.

"Hmm..."

"Sounds like a lot of fun."

"Cultivation system?"

Su Yang was thoughtful.

Seeing that Si Lu Xingjun was completely devoured by the clay figure, the clay figure put on a lazy appearance, and just fell in the City God Temple, as if he had eaten up, motionless.

"Next, it's time to start feeding back!"

"This is also the strongest place in the City God Temple."

"If it weren't for the fact that it was used by the underworld to build a passage, this City God's Temple... I'm afraid it will make the fairy world a lot more bloody storms. ”

Xishen looked at the City God Temple, a little distracted, and said with emotion.

If he could have owned the City God Temple back then, and then quietly devoured some immortals, maybe he would have climbed to a very high position a long time ago.

"Feed..."

"According to the vague feeling in my head..."

"Should it be like this?"

Su Yang stretched out his index finger, stretched out into the City God Temple, and slapped the mud man's stomach.

The clay figure climbed up lazily, hugged Su Yang's fingers, and bit down.

Scratches on the index finger.

But it didn't hurt.

On the contrary, one after another, gentle, pure soul power poured into Su Yang's body along the wound.

Su Yang's soul thoughts, which had been broken by his perennial death, became tough again at this moment.

And when the soul thoughts were fed, the surging immortal power continued to rush to Su Yang, continuously compressing and purifying the original immortal power in his body.

In just a few minutes, the thickness of the immortal power in his body had already undergone earth-shaking changes.

Vaguely, a certain shackle in Su Yang's body seemed to be broken.

For a while, Su Yang's blood flow rate increased significantly, and even the sound of his heart beating became louder.

The whole person feels a lot lighter.

"People lock the soul, wash the dust!"

"Congratulations, this step is a fairyland!"

"The distance to the heavenly immortals is just around the corner!"

"Human immortals..."

"The skin is broken and heals itself, and between breaths, I feel the rhyme of heaven and earth."

"But... Flying! ”

Xishen stood aside, and after feeling the changes in Su Yang's body, he said.

"Hmm..."

"You mean, I can fly?"

Su Yang was puzzled, looked at Xishen and asked.

Xishen nodded as a matter of course: "Of course, there is always a barrier between immortals and mortals!" ”

"But now, you've broken that barrier."

"Human immortals, also with a fairy word."

"Immortals, naturally, they can fly."

Su Yang thought thoughtfully: "Xiao Fengfeng told me before, when the fit between people and immortals reaches 20%, they can also fly, so the fit of 20% is equal to human immortals?" ”

"I don't quite understand what 20 percent means."

"However, when a person accepts a certain degree of immortal power, he will indeed enter the immortal realm, and he can go to heaven and earth."

Xishen was a little puzzled at first, and then explained seriously.

"What's the difference?"

Su Yang subconsciously analyzed it, instantly felt a headache, simply gave up thinking, and looked at his little assistant.

Xishen first tried to digest what Su Yang said about the concept of fit, and then cautiously spoke: "When we are sleeping, we will indeed leave a means of blessing, which is to prevent thousands of years later, because of some accidents, we cannot wake up, and then we can use mortal bodies to live the second life." ”

"According to your current statement, twenty percent of the fit should be the category of human immortals."

"Only when you reach this step can you be recognized by the immortals in the true sense, and you can be regarded as using the abilities of the immortals."

"And before that..."

"It's just a process of screening, just give a little force, speed, this kind of unpopular thing, to verify the potential of mortals."

"In this case, the fit rate can reach 20%, which means that it is a high-quality talent."

"Naturally, we can bet hard."

Kigami explained softly.