"interesting."
In the gray and strange fog, Yangluo, a spider with a human face and body, moved his sharp legs at will. His aura that corroded everything naturally swept in all directions.
"He actually found out, huh!"
Yangluo's eyes, which were indifferent to life, revealed a playful tone.
When he saw Pang Jian abandoning the Goddess Han Jing and running straight towards him, locking onto him with a divine aura, he simply stopped hiding and stopped concealing his own aura.
He also wanted to see whether Pang Jian had really achieved a breakthrough in combat power by killing Youkui.
During their first encounter with the strange fog, Pang Jian's fighting power was too weak and he was simply vulnerable, which made him feel very bored.
Pang Jian, who had experienced a terrible defeat but still dared to rush forward, instantly aroused his interest.
"Han Yi."
He muttered to himself, and was certain that the Goddess Han Jing had some private dealings with Pang Jian, who was of human origin.
Because when she first met Pang Jian, the joy in Han Yi's eyes was so obvious that it could not be hidden from others.
Pang Jianlang, on the other hand, was as hard as iron. As soon as they met, he bombarded Yang Luo with many divine thunders, making it difficult for Yang Luo to predict the outcome.
Could it be that Han Yi was just wishful thinking
How did he and Pang Jian know each other
Isn't Goddess Han Jing famous in the galaxy for her eccentric personality and cruel methods
Why would he have a secret crush on a true human god? Why would he be so upset
Curiosity arose in Yangluo's heart.
Suddenly, he remembered another thing. He thought of the Lord, and how he and Pang Jian were quite close in purgatory before his true divinity awakened.
"What a pity, the adults have already woken up, otherwise there would be more fun to watch."
Yang Luo took out a "Divine Shadow Stone" and threw it into the sea of fog behind him, intending to preserve the scene of him killing Pang Jian as evidence to intimidate all parties.
Youkui was killed by Pang Jian alone. If he had killed Pang Jian alone, wouldn't it prove that he was much stronger than Youkui
There are many gods who depend on that adult, and there are many powerful ones among them. He must do something. He must constantly prove his strength and his value before he can squeeze up.
Only in this way, when he meets the true body of that adult in the future, will he be able to hope to receive more resources.
He is a middle-level god, and he also has a dream of becoming a high-level god, and that adult has the power to help him become a high-level god.
Ever since he gained the favor of that adult in Purgatory by chance, he has been devoted to that adult, longing for more attention from that adult.
Guys like Zi Mo and He Motian were secretly doing some tricks of their own, trying to ruin the adults' good deeds, which made Him quite dissatisfied.
He wants to increase his influence as much as possible, establish his own powerful image, and then find ways to weaken the authority of the ghost and demon clans.
Killing Pang Jian is a good way to prove yourself.
…
"We meet again."
Pang Jian stopped quietly.
He looked at Yangluo's flawless face and those extremely sharp spider legs, and said, "Last time in the strange fog, I was seriously injured by you. This time I come to ask for your advice."
The past events in which the "Erosion Divine Eye" pierced a hole in his chest, exposing his internal organs, are now vividly remembered.
Whenever he thought of it, Pang Jian felt depressed and angry.
He had been longing for the second battle with Yangluo for a long time, and had been secretly preparing for it for a long time.
He had consulted Su Wanrou in the Pure Land outside the Holy Spirit Continent on how to break Yangluo's magical power of blood that corrodes all things and how to deal with the invasion of alien forces.
Now, his fighting power has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is confident that he can get back his advantage.
"I hope you won't run away halfway this time." Yangluo said sarcastically.
Pang Jian thought about it seriously, but didn't say anything final. Instead, he said frankly: "If there is no possibility of winning and there is only one way to die, then I will still choose to run for my life."
Yangluo was stunned for a moment: "You are really honest."
"I'm still young, and I think you've seen my potential. As long as I can survive and live longer, I can naturally kill you in the future." Pang Jian responded.
Yang Luo's eyes were cold: "You are right, I know the potential of your human race's true god, so I will not let you escape this time."
Before he finished speaking, his aura that corroded everything had already begun to spread in the strange fog.
In an instant, His power cleared out a vacuum and wiped out the gray mist.
Then, huge, silver-white spider webs appeared all over the vacuum area.
Yangluo used the same old trick to move the spider's legs.
The huge spider web that existed above Pang Jian's soul's head, behind his back, under his feet, and in front of his chest immediately moved closer to Yang Luo's strange body, trying to enter Yang Luo's divine domain where she was corroding all things.
After the spider web moved, Pang Jian's body was entangled and covered by the spider silk, and was pulled by a great force.
At the same time, the terrifying power that infects all things and living things flowed out from the spider webs and spider silk. There were many white beams of light as thin as hair, penetrating into Pang Jian's flesh and blood.
"It's the same old thing."
Pang Jian shook his head and sneered.
His body instantly froze into solid ice, and thick, cold ice rocks grew out from the surface of his limbs.
With a thought, his soul body began to shrink, first flying out from a piece of ice rock, and then turning into a normal form.
“Boom!”
Thunder roared, and countless lightning bolts exploded, destroying many spider webs and silk.
“The same old things are the same old things, as long as they work.”
"But I'm different."
"My divine body is not afraid of thunder and lightning bombardment, and I am not using my divine soul secrets to strangle the opponent. The mysteries of heaven and earth that I have comprehended will not be restricted by the thunder pool."
"Pang Jian, you will be a stepping stone for me to achieve fame. I am really happy to hear that you killed You Kui."
His divine power gathered in his eyes, his "Erosion Divine Eye" reappeared, and he once again looked at Pang Jian's chest.
At the beginning, He used the "Erosion Divine Eye" to dissolve Pang Jian's chest cavity, which was neither crystal nor jade, creating a huge hole in Pang Jian's chest, causing all of Pang Jian's internal organs to be exposed.
“Wow!”
Wherever his "Erosion Divine Eyes" were gazing, a deep galaxy with dim starlight suddenly appeared, with several eerie streams gurgling among the stars.
The souls of the Unicorn, Mengwa, Suzaku, as well as some great demons from the Thunder Prison, demon kings, and thunder clan warriors all emerged in the streams and rivers.
This is the magical secret skill mastered by Youkui, the Ghost River.
Before leaving the Thunder Prison, Pang Jian helped Lei Fan quell the war started by the demon clan. In those brutal battlefields, he collected many souls and ghosts and condensed them into the Ghost River.
Now that the Ghost River has appeared, it has also incorporated the great way of water that he has comprehended from Mengwa, Shuiyuan, and Naga.
Youkui does not understand the nature of water, and his ghost river does not have the changes of water.
Therefore, Youkui's Ghost River is not as magical as his Ghost River.
When the mysteries of the three water gods were integrated into the Ghost River by him, the Ghost River suddenly underwent many changes and became more mysterious and magical.
“Wow! Wow!”
The Ghost River flowed, making the souls of the creatures in the Thunder Prison appear and disappear, and also attracted Yangluo's attention.
Yangluo's invincible "Erosion Divine Eye" was suddenly sucked away by her soul when she was looking at the ghost rivers!
In the Ghost River, Youkui's second secret soul technique was suddenly unleashed.
"Soul-stealing!"
Pang Jian growled.
A strange evil force that enveloped the soul, sucked the soul, and twisted the soul grew from the Ghost River.
The souls of the great monsters, monster kings, monster gods and thunder clan warriors in the Ghost River were indeed destroyed by Youkui, but these ghosts that Pang Jian specially collected and condensed were his cannon fodder for death.
He was using the annihilation of these souls and ghosts, and the disappearance of ghosts, to consume Yangluo's "Erosion Divine Eye".
Then wait for an opportunity to launch the "Soul Capture"!
As the soul was captured, Yangluo's soul suddenly flew out of his divinity uncontrollably and went out of his body.
When Yangluo's soul was sucked by the "Soul Capture", the "Soul Confinement" suddenly burst out with evil power.
The word "forbidden" formed by the secret symbol of the ghost clan quietly appeared in Yangluo's soul for a moment.
At that moment, all the spider webs that Yangluo had spread in the divine realm and all the spider silk that was entangled with Pang Jian's soul severed their spiritual connection with Him.
Yangluo's soul was also truly pulled out from the center of her beautiful face by the "soul-capturing".
A ball of blazing thunder that had been waiting for a long time suddenly fell down with a loud bang.
“Boom!”
A female ghost without the spider body form, but with the limbs and head of a normal intelligent creature, was blown to pieces by the thunder ball.
Yangluo's soul suffered a devastating blow the moment it left the body!
He groaned, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, nose, and pupils.
With the protection of the physical body, as long as his soul is in the flesh and blood, no matter how terrifying the thunder and lightning raised by Pang Jian are, it is difficult to make his soul so miserable.
He was right. He was not a god from the ghost clan or the demon clan, and was not afraid of thunder and lightning.
Unless he himself separates his soul from his body and exposes it to the thunder.
Just like now.
"It is quite wonderful to use the ghost clan's magical skills in conjunction with the thunder law." Pang Jian smiled brightly and said with satisfaction: "As long as the soul secret technique can involve the opponent's soul, as long as it can force the opponent's soul out of the body, then the opponent will be dead."
"Yangluo, your spirit is out, and you can only die."
"Boom! Boom!"
Thunder and lightning fell again, splitting Yangluo's soul into light smoke, and almost killing this middle-level god who had amazing supernatural powers but had no time to use them.
The reason why His soul did not disperse immediately was that His divinity had been completed and the origin of His divinity was still there.
His soul was pulled out, and only eighty to ninety percent of the soul essence in his godhead was consumed.
He still has one or two percent of his soul's origin, which is always firmly attached to the godhead and has not been extracted by the soul-stealing secret technique.
"As long as the Godhead is not shattered, He will not die."
Han Yi's altar came roaring, and in the midst of thunder and lightning, the goddess of cold crystal used the laws to weave an extremely cold chain and threw it at the back of Yangluo's head.
The product of the law of extreme cold passed through Yangluo's unprotected head and reached his mind.
The Yangluo Godhead was entangled, frozen, and then cracked.
He died.
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(End of this chapter)