The roar in the cave mouth suddenly intensified!

A figure filled with resentment rushed out of the cave, but at the moment when it just rushed out, it happened to be in mid-air...

The mass fell and slammed into the top of his head.

In an instant, he fell back into the abyss at a faster speed, and there was no movement for a long time.

"It's a bit smart, but not much."

"I can't figure it out, my magic can artificially manipulate time."

"It's not a time bomb, it's remote-controlled..."

Su Yang looked at the scene in front of him and whispered softly.

It's just a simple test that can analyze most of this guy's current state.

Silly, but not entirely silly.

After all, I have a bit of a brain, at least I know that there are some things that I can't touch.

With emotion, Su Yang moved his gaze to the position of the rice cooker.

At this time, the inside of the rice cooker is still vibrating.

But the swamp-like viscosity inside made it difficult for them to move, and occasionally when they touched the edge, they also triggered an electric current and bounced it back.

This kind of super-novel cage, not to mention their unconscious soul thoughts, even Xishen, who is always busy in the outside world, can't figure it out, but the effect is surprisingly good.

Just after the souls barely adapted to the internal environment, they unconsciously discovered...

Air...

It's heating up.

And the temperature is getting higher and higher, as if to condense them thoroughly.

This feeling suddenly seems to be similar to Taishang Laojun's gossip furnace.

Gradually, the roar in the rice cooker became weakened, and eventually disappeared completely.

And Su Yang opened the rice pot for a long time, looking at the tragic soul thoughts inside, his eyes lit up.

The next moment, he threw the City God Temple into it without hesitation.

With the entrance of the City God Temple, the inside of the rice cooker, which was still a little moving, suddenly became completely quiet.

The souls were silent, and only the gnawing sound of the clay figures sounded from mid-air from time to time, which was extremely terrifying in this gloomy environment.

As the resentful soul thoughts of the Dao Dao dissipated, this storm of resentment that ran through the heavens and the earth seemed to have weakened a lot.

As if sensing the changes around him, a look of disappointment flashed on Su Yang's face.

"Is it going to end so easily..."

"I thought it was going to last."

"In this way, there is a constant source of artificial cultivation of resentment."

He kept muttering.

If the god of joy hears what he says, he may not know what kind of expression he will show.

The being in the abyss seemed to feel something as well, and the roar became more and more angry, and once again rushed out of the hole, floating in the air.

Su Yang also intuitively faced the guy in front of him for the first time.

He doesn't look too old, just in his early forties, with a thin figure, a long beard, and although his facial features look very standard, those eyes always give people a faint sense of haze.

"Shen Gongbao?"

Su Yang raised his head, looked into the air, and muttered to himself.

And Shen Gongbao also locked his eyes on Su Yang for the first time, and his already very hideous gaze turned blood-red at this moment.

"Mole ants!"

"Sabotage... My plan... Die..."

A deep voice echoed in mid-air.

“……”

Hearing Shen Gongbao's lines, Su Yang sighed: "Is this really the mantra of your era, it's too embarrassing." ”

"As soon as you wake up, the first thing you say is either an ant, or a stupid mortal, and then it is... Die. ”

"Why, you can't do anything new?"

Su Yang couldn't help but complain and beckoned.

The rice cooker turned into resentment and dissipated.

And the City God Temple spun around twice in mid-air, and pounced on Su Yang with joy.

After devouring ten soul thoughts in a row, the City God Temple had been completely covered in black, and even at the edges, a faint cyan color had emerged.

When the cyan hangs all over the walls, gilded with a little gold...

It means that Su Yang has begun to gradually catch up with 'him'.

Wisps of precise aura continued to feed back into Su Yang's body, even after experiencing the compression and condensation of the City God Temple, Su Yang still entered the middle stage of the human immortal with an unstoppable trend, and rushed towards the late stage of the human immortal at a faster speed.

When he was about to break through the late stage of the human immortal and was stuck at the critical point, the City God Temple once again began to compress the power of the immortal spirit that Su Yang had just obtained, making it continue to condense.

It is obviously an ethereal gas, but under the repeated tempering of the City God Temple, there is a faint sense of fogging, as if it may condense into water droplets and fall at any time.

"Hmm..."

"It's still a little bit worse, didn't you enter the late stage of the human immortal?"

Feeling the state in his body, Su Yang muttered, and finally set his eyes on Shen Gongbao: "Plus you, you should... That's enough..."

But soon, Su Yang seemed to think of something, a look of chagrin flashed in his eyes, and he patted his head: "I forgot to ask Xishen, what to do with you, what if you can't eat it." ”

As he spoke, Su Yang completely ignored Shen Gongbao, who had been staring at him angrily in mid-air, and just turned around and walked out of the storm of resentment.

Stand outside the storm.

Su Yang looked into the distance, as if looking for something, and finally fixed his gaze on Xishen.

"The Shengong leopard you said is out!"

"Kill it directly?"

Su Yang shouted at the top of his voice.

Xishen was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Su Yang's efficiency to be so fast, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and he shouted anxiously: "Don't kill it yet, it's still useful, you... Back..."

"Huh?"

Su Yang was puzzled.

Xishen pointed behind Su Yang again: "Behind you!! ”

At the moment when the voice of the god fell, a long whip formed by resentment whistled and struck him in the back, full of force.

Su Yang reacted immediately, turned sideways and avoided back, but the long whip seemed to lock on to Su Yang, and it circled very strangely in mid-air, and pumped towards Su Yang's chest again.

At the last moment, Su Yang stretched out his hand, held the long whip, and the whole person took a few steps back, and blood was already flowing out of his palm.

And the resentment on the whip was like a poisonous snake, frantically drilling into Su Yang's body along the wound.

"Sort of..."

"It's kind of amazing."

"It's a little stronger than you think."

Su Yang shook off the blood in his palm, raised his head in a little surprise, looked at Shen Gongbao in mid-air, and whispered softly.

At this moment, Shen Gongbao's whole person was in that kind of resentment and anger, and he could hardly see any reason in his eyes, especially the wisps of black resentment around his body, which set it off like a monster, which was intimidating and did not dare to approach.