Daxia Empire, Xiadu, the headquarters of the Warlock Association underground cave sky.
The true controller of the Warlock Association-God King Moshang, his eyes spit fire, raging in anger, and terrifying killing intent, surging over him, filling the entire Excalibur Palace.
With a roar, God King Mo Shang finally couldn't bear the killing intent in his heart, and rushed towards Yang Fan.
Ten great kings, more than 150 warlock emperors, this loss is really too big, too big, almost wiped out the high-level power of their Warlock Association.
If you count the five great god kings, including the Ghost King God King, who had fallen in the hands of this evil god, and the twenty-four Warlock Association branches that were destroyed in his hands, billions of warlocks, countless powerhouses.
Their association of warlocks, it can almost be said, has been destroyed by the hands of this evil god.
One hundred thousand years, millions of years, or even tens of millions of years, may not be able to restore the depleted vitality.
Roar! All of this is the fault of this chu, and it is the fault of this chu.
If this chu is not dead, he will be the master of the Warlock Association, how can he be worthy of the Excalibur God King and the others.
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"Chu live, die!"
"Boom... boom... boom..."
Endless death breath erupted from the pore cells of the Moshang God King's body, like a tide, surging crazily, and finally condensed into a terrifying death god wearing armor and holding a death sickle, fascinating!
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"Unexpectedly, this God King Moshang is proficient in the soul avenue..." There was a strange light in Yang Fan's eyes, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
It's not that the Soul Avenue is not strong, on the contrary, the Soul Avenue is illusory and takes the soul directly. It is one of the top avenues among the three thousand avenues, second only to the ten highest avenues of time, destiny, destruction, and devouring.
If Yang Fan really only has the top-level domain god, or he is half-step dominating the cultivation base, facing this Moshang god king, he will have a terrible headache, and if he is careless, he may suffer a big loss in his hands. It is a pity , Yang Fan is not.
Although his soul power was suppressed infinitely, his essence remained the same. Compared with many quasi-cosmic masters, it was not inferior or even worse than that of many quasi-cosmic masters.
A top-level domain god actually wants to hook the soul of a quasi-cosmic master.
What is this, there is nothing crazier than this in the world.
Yang Fan didn't make any defense before, letting the death sickle of the god of death slash on his soul.
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"Jie Jie Jie... Chu Sheng, your death date has come..." God King Mo Shang drew a fierce look across his face, and he dared to ignore his death blow, really knowing how to live or die.
Not to mention the top-level god king, it is the half-step god king who stepped into the god emperor realm with one foot. If he takes a knife to his soul, he will also be hit hard.
But soon, the grinning smile on God King Moshang's face was stiff, his eyes widened, like fish-eyes, "Ah... no... how could it happen, the soul of the god, how could it be..."
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"Ah... Why did the god forget, these demons, these demons..."
Suddenly, God King Moshang's complexion changed again. He remembered that although these evil gods were not very powerful, their spirits were extremely powerful.
It was not that he had not searched the captured evil gods before, but even the weakest 9th rank great warlock was not able to read his memories.
If it weren't for the critical moment, he had recovered his strength in time, saying that he had to be hit hard by those evil gods.
But even so, it hurt a little bit of vitality, and it took more than a month of cultivation before he recovered.
The chu born in front of him appeared at the same time as those demons. If he was like those demons and had a terrifying soul that was ten million times stronger than them, and ignored his soul attack, the explanation would be clear.
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"If you really want to do this, but you have suffered..." God King Mo Shang's expression sank, and his heart sank to its lowest point.
Most of his power in this body is concentrated on the soul road. Once the power of the soul becomes a decoration, although he is not a ten without one, he is not much better than the ghost kings. , Not much stronger.
at this time…
"Come and not go indecently, Ants, you also take a punch from this seat." Yang Fan grinned, and directly hit the Moshang God King with a punch.
If there were only eight levels of assurance before, suppressing the headquarters of the Warlock Association, Yang Fan is now full of confidence.
A Moshang God King who was completely restrained by him and might not be as powerful as a low-level top-level domain god, plus two high-level God Kings, if he couldn't solve them, he just bought a piece of tofu and killed him.
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"No, this power is unstoppable, this god can't stop it..." God King Moshang changed his expression again, "Roar... Death Soul Orb, come out!"
"Om..."
A gray streamer rose from his body. It was a gray round bead the size of a human head. Mysterious and ancient gray light radiated from the round bead, covering the land of King Moshang. .
But faintly, it was possible to find that there seemed to be slight cracks on the gray round beads.
Death Soul Orb--This is the strongest defensive artifact in the hands of God King Moshang. He can be promoted to the top god king and become the top powerhouse of the human race. This death soul orb is indispensable.
Legend has it that this Death Soul Orb is an artifact of the death god emperor's life in ancient times.
Later, in the ancient times, the battle of the gods broke out, and the death god emperor was besieged to death by several god emperors. The death soul orb was severely damaged, leaving the mortal dust and disappearing.
Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of God King Mo Shang.
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"boom… "
Yang Fan hit the death barrier with a fist, and the death barrier was extremely twisted and concave.
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"It's actually a mid-level master artifact..." Yang Fan frowned slightly. If it were in the eternal world, not to mention the mid-level master artifact, it was the treasure of the mid-level universe, Yang Fan wouldn't necessarily take a second look.
However, now, this middle-class master artifact has become a big obstacle to Yang Fan. Fortunately, this middle-class master artifact is a broken master artifact. Its power is not as powerful as the first level in the heyday, and it is more powerful than many low-level master artifacts. , All inferior.
Otherwise, this battle would not be necessary. With his current strength, it would be impossible to break the defense of the intermediate master artifact.
As one of the top giants of the human race, this Moshang God King really has some background.
Next second...
The fierceness in Yang Fan's eyes was a masterpiece, and the violent aura burst out from the pore cells of his body, just like the legendary beast, awake.
"Ant, I have to look at it. How long can your turtle shell last and break it?"
"Boom rumble... Boom rumble... Boom rumble..."
Yang Fan's fists are like meteors, swift like lightning, and blasted towards the death barrier like a violent storm!
In an instant, thousands of punches were blasted, and each punch was a full blow, comparable to a medium half-step master blow.
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"Damn, this power... Death Soul Orb, block it, it must be blocked..."
God King Mo Shang raised his heart to his throat at once, and the power of each punch surpassed him ten times, more than a hundred times, and seemed to surpass the category of the top-tier god king.
Death Soul Orb, although its defense is strong, but whether it can withstand this stormy attack, God King Mo Shang has no bottom in his heart.
After all, the Death Soul Orb was just a broken artifact, or severely broken. Even if he did his best to repair it after he obtained the Death Soul Orb, he would only repair the trauma of the Death Soul Orb, but the true origin did not recover much.
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"Huh... blocked it, the Death Soul Orb did not disappoint the god..."
"Bang... bang... bang..."
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Soon, the time for a stick of incense passed.
A lean camel is bigger than a horse, and even if the death soul orb has no power in ten, his defense cannot be broken by a half-step master.
The death barrier, let alone broken, did not even show a trace of a break.
God King Moshang completely let go of his holding heart, his eyes flickering, "Cthulhu, this god sees how long you can last. When your divine power is exhausted, it will be your death date..."
A crazy attack like this would consume a lot of divine power with each blow, and in this age of the end of the magical energy, the recovery speed of divine power is a thousand times faster than that.
He didn't believe that this evil god could persist forever.
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Another stick of incense time passed.
"Damn it, what kind of monster is this?" God King Mo Shang glared at him. This kind of uncontrollable attack would have exhausted all the power in his body.
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A quarter of an hour later.
God King Mo Shang couldn't help feeling a little shaken, "Gurulu... Can this god really exhaust all his divine power?"
After such a long time, the monster's attack did not weaken at all, and even the breathing was not disturbed at all, as if the crazy attack was not like him.
The dazed God King Moshang didn't notice, Yang Fan had already walked behind him without knowing it, and the distance between the Ghost King and the Heavenly Luo God King was constantly shortening.
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"Aphid, die to this seat!"
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