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Because once you have it, it will be extraordinary.

Soaring into the sky and blockbuster are not enough to describe the greatness of creation.

Can......

The corpse slave is too threatening here, and in his words, there is clearly a meaning of delaying time, how dare he raise a tiger to cause trouble? As for the so-called Taoist oath, although Fang Yang has heard of it, he does not know it. Once the corpse slave is here, he can't detect it. Well, he'd rather destroy the corpse slaves now!

"Damn, Fang Yang Xiao'er, even if you are ruthless, you actually forced the deity to this step, hehe, but what is a pity? In this battle, it is still you who loses!" the corpse slave laughed wildly.

"Huh?" Fang Yang faintly felt bad.

"Merge the corpse, merge!" the corpse slave roared.

"Peng!" Suddenly, the corpse slave's body exploded countless times, turning into a lot of blood mist and corpse qi, and swarming towards Fang Yang.

"Boom!" the ghouls and spirits bombarded fiercely.

"Boom!" the black blood murder knife also roared and slashed.

Fang Yang here, even more retreated sharply in a flash.

But......

The blood mist and corpse qi turned by the explosion of the corpse slave "Buzz ......" were all flickering aura, and they seemed to have a kind of strangeness. All kinds of spiritual techniques and sword qi slashed at it, but it was as if it had been slashed into the void, and it had no effect on it.

In just an instant, the blood mist and corpse qi were surging, catching up with Fang Yang, and he couldn't help but pounce suddenly.

"Boom!" Fang Yang's cultivation power was agitated, and his aura was furious, trying to shake back the blood mist and corpse qi.

However, it is useless!

A lot of blood mist and corpse qi all poured into Fang Yang's body.

When he landed, Fang Yang's entire body was as if it had been torn apart by countless big hands. Every tiny particle in the body felt as if it had been pricked by a needle.

And with this, he felt endless ......

Invasion!

This is...... Snatch away!

However, this kind of seizure is different from the traditional sense of using the original god to carry out the seizure. At this moment, the corpse slaves are taking away the sacrifice, which is carried out through the medium of flesh and blood.

It is necessary to use the fusion of flesh and blood to take away Fang Yang's body.

What made Fang Yang feel even more incredible was that in this endless blood mist and corpse qi, he felt the existence of the Yuan Shen!

To be precise, this is no longer a genshin.

It is the primordial god, which has been shattered countless times, and the primordial spirit light is formed.

This is......

Spirit!

The primordial spirit is the condensation of countless spiritual light, and every bit of spiritual light is some consciousness.

At this moment, Fang Yang's whole body was polluted by blood mist and corpse qi, and the spirit of the primordial god was evenly dispersed, frantically snatching away his primordial spirit.

Among these spirits, the vast majority of them, Fang Yang felt familiar.

Because of these spirits, nine times out of ten, they are incarnated by those ghosts. Seven hundred ghosts detonated the secret technique of fighting for the corpse slaves and trapped beasts, and turned into a little spiritual light.

Although these spirits were no longer complete, they were not under Fang Yang's control. But Fang Yang is very confident, as long as he is guided a little by the magic technique, he is still very sure that he can control it again.

But......

At the moment, he didn't have that time.

-- A mist of blood from the most evil to the most evil is rapidly merging with his body.

And in this fusion, Fang Yang felt more and more out of control, and he gradually couldn't control himself.

The bloodline of the Nightmare Phantom Demon Fox, although it was not taken away by the corpse slave, was suppressed alive.

This most evil and evil blood mist is the bloodline of the corpse slave!

"Buzzing ......" Countless blood mist surged, snatching away Fang Yang's body.

At the same time, there was even a vicious evil thought that slammed into Fang Yang Zhihai.

This......

Maybe it can't be called an evil thought, it should be said to be a consciousness, or a fragment of the original god.

Corpse slave's Genshin fragments!

He is going to do both, flesh and blood, and the original spirit.

This is enough to kill Fang Yang!

The combination of corpses, as the technique of pressing the bottom of the box of extraordinary corpse slaves, is indeed extraordinary.

The evil blood mist only entered the body with a flick of his fingers, and Fang Yang's control of his body had already been lost, and it was very laborious to even move his fingers.

This is a ridiculous joke for him, who has achieved physical refinement.

Can......

At the moment, it really happened.

"Boom...... Fang boy, you are still defeated after all. "The corpse slave Yuan Shen fragment, smug and laughing, was about to blast into Fang Yang's sea of knowledge.

Fang Yangyuan's expression was grim.

He instinctively felt that although this corpse slave primordial god was no longer complete and only a fragment, it seemed to contain sharp secret techniques, and it was still a primordial god that could be severely damaged.

There is a great threat to it.

Once this corpse slave primordial god really rushed into the sea of knowledge, Fang Yang would suffer his misfortune.

For this corpse slave with an extraordinary background, Fang Yang has always been a little jealous.

But knowing that it was dangerous, Fang Yang was more than capable at the moment!

Genshin warfare?

This has always been taboo for monks, because it is extremely dangerous.

In the vast cultivation realm, although there were some meta-mystical techniques, with Fang Yang's current status, it was still difficult to touch.

Evil intent came to his face.

The corpse slave Yuan Shen fragment can break into Fang Yang Zhihai in the next moment.

But at this moment, a voice resounded in Fang Yang's sea of knowledge.

"The host's body is stronger than before, and it can further unseal the bloodline of the Nightmare Phantom Demon Fox, may I ask the host, is it unsealed?" This voice, to Fang Yang Yuanshen's ears, was like Ganlin, it was the sound of the Heavenly Treasure.

"Unsealed!" Fang Yang said without hesitation.

"The bloodline of the Nightmare Phantom Demon Fox has begun to be further unsealed. The unique metallic sound of the Heavenly Treasure reverberated coldly.

And the counterpart to this.

"Boom!"

Fang Yang's body seemed to have fallen into a pool of fire, and his blood veins were boiling fiercely, like boiling water.

The familiar feeling of blood fiery once again haunted my heart.

The bloodline of the Nightmare Phantom Demon Fox was purified again in an instant.

At this time, Fang Yang once again sensed the control of his body, and the feeling of his arms and fingers was recovering little by little in all parts of his body, until he finally completely recovered.

"Boom!" The invasion intent in Fang Yang's body suddenly disappeared, and the blood mist and corpse qi were completely suppressed as if they had been hit hard.

"Ah......" The fragment of the corpse slave Yuan Shen who was about to break into Fang Yang's sea of knowledge disappeared with all his pride, and he suddenly screamed, as if he had suffered an unbearable blow.

"Damn, Fang boy, do you still have a backhand? How could the bloodline of the Nightmare Phantom Demon Fox be unsealed so much at once? Could it be that you are the bloodline of the giant demon that has been wandered outside the Ten Directions Evil Domain?

No way, this is absolutely impossible!

What is the identity of a troll, and what is your identity?

Forehead...... Regardless of whether you are a giant demon bloodline or not, the deity will not admit defeat, hum, Fang boy, you wait for the deity, the deity will let you die a good death sooner or later!"

The corpse slave babbles gibberish and roars viciously.

Suddenly whispered, like thunder.

"Burning God Receiving Spell!"

In the whisper, the spiritual light on the fragment of the corpse slave primordial god was blazing, as if a ball of spiritual flame had risen. After a moment, it was dim, but the fragments of the Yuan Shen had already dissolved a lot, and only a little bit fell into the sea of Fang Yang Consciousness.