The body of the Galactus is not flesh and blood in the conventional sense, but a combination of metal and jade, strong and flexible.
Pang Jian used the power of the Great Dao that he had comprehended to bombard and tear apart a part of the Star Devourer's limbs, but only managed to create some cracks.
To Galactus, these were only minor injuries and did not cause any serious damage.
Seeing another eight limbs flying out from the gray-yellow star, Pang Jian pondered in secret.
"If there was the Active Magic Sword, the Heart of Winter, and the Thunder Pool..."
He subconsciously thought of those handy weapons.
The material of the Source Demon Sword is extremely sharp. Under his control, it is infused with a higher level of power to chop and kill, and it is very likely that he will cut off the Star Devourer's limbs.
Unfortunately, he came here in a hurry and was unable to bring the artifact with him.
Seeing Galactus' new limbs getting closer and closer, he thought that he might need to miniaturize his Immortal Soul and fight with the body shape and size of a normal human.
With its small size, it will obviously have an advantage in dealing with the next wave of attacks from Galactus.
At this moment, a ray of light gushed out from the wound of the severed limb and fell on his immortal soul.
Pang Jian's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt as if he had swallowed nectar.
The light was very turbid, like a liquid river of light, containing extremely refined energy.
In that incomparably powerful energy, there were also beams of light and electricity, like ice breaking off rocks, lightning veins, and like the star veins and moon veins of the Star-Moon Valley.
The beam of light fell into Pang Jian's body and directly merged into the bones that were imprinted with different laws and avenues, actually filling in the missing traces of the avenue.
On the white bones representing the mystery of extreme cold, the bright beam of light combined with the original Taoist pattern and electricity, allowing Pang Jian to have some new insights into the laws of extreme cold.
The bones of the stars, the earth, and the plants also had similar strange beams of light imprinted on them, which made Pang Jian marvel.
The alien spirit Star Devourer, the blood-like light that emanates from one of its limbs, not only contains thick energy, but can also fill in the mysteries of the great Dao that he missed
This thing is simply a rare treasure!
No wonder Fan Di said that the gods in the outer starry sky were most eager to capture alien spirits so that they could make them into handy artifacts to conquer the endless void.
"The limbs of the Star Devourer will be of great benefit to my Immortal Spirit. This is also the first item discovered so far that can enhance the Immortal Spirit. I must seize it well."
Thinking of this, Pang Jian, who was hugging a piece of Star Devourer's limb, suddenly pulled with force.
Its majestic body seemed to be dragging a giant python tens of millions of feet long, moving away from the gray-yellow star.
"howl!"
Inside the star, Galactus made a strange hissing sound.
“Crack, crack, crack!”
In the deep cracks in the ground, more limbs of the Star-Eaterer were revealed, biting and twisting on the surface of the stars like dragons and snakes, causing waves that destroyed the world.
Above the stars, there are crude palaces temporarily built by alien gods, located on some mountain tops.
The violent roar of the Star Devourer formed a wave of terror that spread in all directions, not only destroying all the palaces, but also flattening all the mountains above the stars.
When the Star Devourer gets angry, the stars are razed to the ground and the mighty soul breath spreads madly.
The eight long limbs, like sharp divine weapons or cold galactic battleships, accelerated towards Pang Jian.
Inside His limbs, which were neither gold nor crystal, countless strange veins were lit up, like His unique blood vessels and meridians.
He had swallowed and refined the rich energy in his limbs with great difficulty, and he stimulated it all, determined to kill the thief Pang Jian and take back a part of his limbs.
Under the dome of the Dark Prison, the gray-yellow stars grew dim, while the eight limbs He shot out grew brighter and brighter.
“Swoosh! Swoosh!”
Eight dazzling meteors illuminated the six pieces of land below, making it as bright as day.
The eternally dark prison became brightly lit at this moment. All the creatures living in the prison, no matter what they were doing originally, rushed out to look up at the starry sky.
This is a unique wonder!
In their lives, whether long or short, they had never seen the Dark Prison become so bright, and they had never seen the nightmarish Galactus as violent and angry as it was today.
Then, even those alien tribesmen with lower bloodlines saw Pang Jian.
Watching him holding a piece of Galactus' limbs, flying through the void of the Dark Prison, rushing towards a boundary wall.
"I still can't defeat Galactus."
The high priest of the Dark Spirits flew up from the shuttle-shaped ship.
His heart was also hanging in his throat, fearing that Pang Jian would be caught up by the eight limbs of the Star-Eaterer.
"Faster! Faster! Faster!"
The high priest howled in his heart.
He knew that there was a certain distance limit between the Galactus' limbs and the body. If the limbs were too far away from the body, the conduction of energy would be affected.
Without the support of his own energy, the deterrent power of his physical body cannot be maximized, and he is likely to be injured again by Pang Jian.
"God bless you."
Saint Cui Ling was also praying quietly.
Each part of Galactus has vision and intelligence. She and the high priest were very careful not to be noticed by Galactus's limbs.
…
In the void, Pang Jian himself gradually became aware of the weaknesses of the Star-Eaterer's limbs.
It’s just like when he used the Jingzhi Spear, the distance between the Jingzhi Spear and his real body also had a limit.
After realizing this, he began to squander all his strength and galloped across the sky of the Dark Prison.
Anyway, the light gushing out from the limb he cut off will be of infinite use and will definitely be able to make up for the energy he consumed.
This went on for a while.
Having hijacked a limb of Galactus, he saw the familiar shuttle-shaped ship below and knew that he was approaching the strange fog from which he came.
At this moment, the soul energy surging in the limb he was hugging suddenly disappeared in an instant.
The eight pieces of limbs flying towards him like a meteor chasing the moon were also constantly slowing down.
It seemed that it was unwilling to accompany him into the strange fog, and it seemed that the distance between its limbs and its main body was about to reach the limit. In short, the limbs of the Star Devourer no longer chased him.
Galactus gave up.
Pang Jian was in a good mood. He held a strange limb that was tens of millions of feet long and walked towards the location of the strange fog and the boundary wall without haste.
He inserted his two arms into the gap between the limbs, as if he was sinking into an ocean of vast energy.
The several energies within were thick and pure. Although mixed together, they could be separated by his immortal spirit and then absorbed into his joints and chest cavity one by one.
"Unfortunately, this limb does not have the lightning, soul, and flesh and blood energy that Fan Di needs."
He grunted, getting closer and closer to the strange fog.
"You'd better not enter the strange fog. In the secret place of this world, quietly refine the limbs of the Star Devourer."
A familiar cold voice sounded from a star in his chest, saying: "The strong corrosive power in the strange mist will corrode the precious energy essence in the limbs. When refining in the strange mist, the energy will be greatly reduced, wasting the rare treasures born and raised by nature."
The voice was ethereal but clear, clearly coming from the Goddess Han Jing.
Pang Jian's face darkened and he responded, "How dare you spy on me?"
"Surveillance?"
Goddess Han Jing smiled bitterly in the outer galaxy. "In order to see your every move, I have used up three drops of divine blood. It takes me several decades to condense one drop of divine blood."
"You heartless man, I am worried that you will be eaten by Galactus, and I want to give you accurate advice when your life is hanging by a thread."
"You actually said I was spying on you?"
Goddess Han Jing laughed neurotically.
Listening to it, it seems that he is a little disappointed and upset.
Pang Jian ignored it and planned to refine the Star Devourer's limb first, and then find a way to deal with the star in the body that resonated with the Goddess of Cold Crystal.
He didn't care at all about the three drops of precious divine blood that the Goddess Han Jing had paid.
He felt uneasy when he thought that his whereabouts would often be exposed to the eyes of an alien god.
However, he still followed the advice of the Goddess Han Jing and did not drag the limb into the strange fog, but sank to the bottom of the dark prison.
He continued to sink, and only stopped when he was far enough away from the gray-yellow star.
Below his feet was the strange fog at the bottom of the dark prison.
At this point, even if the Star Devourer broke away from the star and drove its original body to find him, he could escape into the strange fog in an instant.
Next, he began to enjoy the delicious food that belonged to him with peace of mind.
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Above the moon, in the temple.
"Is he dead?"
Yingyue changed into a long dress with floral patterns all over it. She looked at the increasingly fair-skinned and slightly depressed goddess Han Jing, and frowned as she said, "According to what you said, the Star Devourer is quite powerful, and should be a level 10 alien spirit. He was in the Purgatory Heaven and Earth, and he forged a strange divine body. Can he really threaten the Star Devourer?"
"He took away a piece of the Star Devourer's body." The goddess Frost Crystal suddenly raised her eyebrows and said, "If you and I can join forces, it will definitely not be difficult to kill the Star Devourer."
"How do we get in?" Yingyue asked.
"Advent."
The goddess Han Jing, who had already made a plan, said, "I have observed carefully that there are creatures in that world that can accommodate our divine consciousness. As long as we build a corresponding altar for our prayers in our own way and select two suitable carriers, we can send a part of our divine consciousness there, and we will have a certain combat power."
"The world of Hell only restricts flesh and blood and souls, but not divine weapons."
"Your and my artifacts can be sent over through the prayer altar. With two suitable bodies, we can hold our artifacts and exert 30% of our power in the Dark Prison."
"With 30% of our strength combined with his, we can definitely kill the Star Devourer!"
He tells us what He intends.
Yingyue's eyes lit up slightly, and after thinking for a while, she said, "It is indeed feasible."
"There is a high-ranking god who has been harassing me for years. I can only be fearless of his threat if I ascend as soon as possible." Goddess Han Jing sighed and said, "Yingyue, please help me."
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(End of this chapter)