He is the supreme leader of the celestial race and one of the four great masters, possessing both wisdom and power.
After he severely injured the Black Dragon King and strangled the remaining will of the demon clan leader, he led Yanlie, Shaka, Lieyang and Aman out of the seventh realm.
He thought his battle with the Dark Phoenix was over.
Of course, He also knew that the Black Phoenix had not been completely defeated and that its remaining strength was protecting the demon body.
However, as long as He could grab three more fortunes and forge life, fire, and the dark godhead He possessed, she would have enough confidence to dissolve the remaining power of the Black Phoenix and get everything He desired.
In this world of purgatory, who else can stand up to the battle
Under the power of him, the high-level god Yanlie, and the three middle-level gods Shaka, Lieyang, and Aman, the demon gods of the human race and the ancient demon race combined would have no chance of winning.
He didn't think that there would be any surprises on his road to victory.
But now the accident happened.
Compared to the seizure of the first luck from Hongdu Shattered Land, and the two from Tiandu Sanren and Li Yuanli, this fourth luck for forging the godhood of life was the most difficult one for Him to obtain.
Faced with Pang Jian's obstruction, he summoned Yan Lie to suppress him and finally succeeded.
Such a hard-earned fortune has run into problems!
When Pang Jian attacked with his strange soul technique, his fourth godhead, which was about to take shape, suddenly collapsed due to the abnormality of his luck, causing the other three godheads to suffer heavy losses as well.
This made him frightened, and he vaguely felt that it was the Black Phoenix that was counterattacking him.
It was so vicious and terrifying that it directly reversed the situation.
“Crack! Crack! Crack!”
His other three divine attributes shattered in the deep sea of his soul filled with the aura of light.
The ferry from Pang Jian was floating in the bright and brilliant deep sea of souls. When it saw four crystal glaciers begin to break, a sharp sword suddenly appeared.
The long sword is a ghost firefly, exuding a gloomy and cold aura, and it is swung when "He" is at his weakest!
"call out!"
Dazzling sword lights cut through Luo Hongyan's sea of soul.
The sword light contained the killing soul technique that Pang Jian had comprehended from his soul sea. It was cold and sharp, erasing the soul's will and shocking the gods' rebellious thoughts.
“Bang!”
Four crystal clear glaciers exploded and fragments flew in all directions.
Some fragments of the divine nature fell onto the black-sailed boat that contained Pang Jian's soul-searching secret killing technique, and were collected in the cabin.
At this moment, the profound truth of the esoteric magic turned into many flashes of memories and suddenly appeared in Pang Jian's mind.
Pang Jian was shocked.
He felt the supreme, fragmented truth of light.
He smelled the mystery of death that could corrode vitality, and there were laws and principles that were infinitely higher than the Ice Demon's extreme cold.
At the same time, there are also mysteries involving life.
Every piece of Luo Hongyan's shattered godhead contains the true meaning of the laws of another dimension!
This is the most precious thing in the world!
Pang Jian, who had a deep understanding of this, immediately concentrated his mental consciousness and squandered his soul power frantically.
On the one hand, he used all kinds of attacking and killing techniques to bombard the shattered godheads, and on the other hand, he drove the black-sailed boat and took the opportunity to salvage Luo Hongyan's godhead fragments.
"Pang Jian..."
Between the four collapsing "glaciers", a bright red enchanting figure suddenly appeared unexpectedly.
Her red lips were extremely tempting, her beautiful eyes were full of affection, and she had a long-lost smile on her face as she said, "I never thought that we would meet again."
"You've changed. You've become much stronger than I thought."
"Alas, only when the godhead is shattered one by one can I break free from confinement and see you again."
With a smile on her lips, she said sadly, "It's a pity that we won't be able to see each other for too long. I am just a mere human being born in Purgatory before "Him" awakened."
"Humanity is of no use to Him. Instead, He regards it as a demon in His heart."
"It's just that I can't make the decision. I can't become Him, and I will never be able to do that. As long as He is deified, with any kind of godhood, He can suppress me in all aspects."
The beauty reappeared, lamenting her own powerlessness, her voice sad and helpless.
In the deep sea of His brilliant soul, a faint figure appeared on the blade of the Youying Divine Sword that was emitting sword light everywhere.
That was the soul projection of Pang Jian.
He used his sword as a mirror, revealing the image of his soul, with an extremely complicated expression.
He thought that he would never see this charming bright red figure again in his lifetime.
He even couldn't tell now whether the bright red figure that suddenly appeared was the Luo Hongyan he was familiar with.
"I… "
He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
He had experienced the power of this alien master, and he knew very well that the other party was far superior to him in every aspect.
The strange events that the other party is experiencing now are not caused by him, but by another force.
At present, he can only play a role of adding fuel to the fire, or adding insult to injury.
In this situation, it is entirely possible that the other party deliberately released Luo Hongyan, who still has some humanity, in order to soften his heart.
He didn't know what to say. He didn't dare to gamble or take risks.
"You don't have to say anything. I don't want you to have any attitude. Just listen to me."
Luo Hongyan, dressed in bright red, is still as beautiful as she was when she was sitting on the top of a piece of heavenly phoenix bone.
Compared with the previous Luo Hongyan, her beauty now finally has the breath of human life.
The passionate emotion in her eyes made Pang Jian feel hot, and he didn't dare to look at her for too long.
After being deified, Luo Hongyan would never have such eyes. They would always be extremely indifferent.
"When this me is annihilated in Purgatory, there will be nothing left of my pathetic and ridiculous humanity."
She smiled bitterly and looked at Pang Jian with infinite affection: "I only have a little time left. Pang Jian, will you hate me? Also, have you ever liked me?"
"Even once, even if it was just... for a while?"
“I want to know the answer.”
She looked at Pang Jian with earnest anticipation.
"I have never hated you, a human being, not even a little bit." Pang Jian, who was on the sword, took a deep breath and said, "I don't know what love is, but when you were not around, I was thinking about you all the time. Thinking about the things we experienced together, thinking about all the good things with you."
"Those have become deep marks that will never be erased."
"I'm sorry, but I dare not gamble with the lives of the people in Purgatory. I really don't know who you are."
"Goodbye, Sister Luo."
Pang Jian, who was holding the sword, slowly closed his eyes, and the sharp sword in the shape of a firefly slashed towards Luo Hongyan, who was dressed in bright red clothes.
Luo Hongyan smiled happily, as if she was very satisfied with Pang Jian's answer. She nodded gently and said, "Well, goodbye, my little Pang Jian."
"Bang!"
She was killed by the sword, and her soul was annihilated.
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(End of this chapter)