fifth form

Chapter 783 The Fourth Party

"It's impossible for my magic to be useless!"

In this kind of confrontation in the spiritual field, it is undoubtedly extremely gratifying to be able to use a skill, but it is undoubtedly extremely frustrating that one of the most proud skills has been completely mastered or even unable to play any role.

God Tull slashed across his body with a huge axe, using the ax blade to continuously draw his own blood.

Endless blood wrapped around the body of the axe, his body kept shrinking in the dark and deep, and the giant axe became bigger and bigger.

"Divine Art: Rupture"

When this ability was used again, there were red ripples in the darkness, like waves sweeping, and the sharp edges drawn by the giant ax pushed forward layer by layer.

"Stop Ge!"

"Stop Ge!"

"Stop Ge!"

……

The mechanical singing also corresponds to the annihilation of these red ripples.

"Quack quack!"

The black-feathered duck let out a sigh, obviously satisfied with the current result.

The emperor can fight against the demons outside the territory, and the evolution from the emperor's means also suppressed the god Tuer, making the opponent doubt life at the moment.

"I don't believe it!"

The target who was pressed and hit before had the ability of absolute defense in just a moment, which made him hard to believe.

He doesn't believe that there is a perfect shield in this world. If he can't break through the opponent, it's only because he doesn't have enough power to cast spells.

"In my name, call the blood of my clan!"

He stared at the black-feathered duck and the old tree, and began to mutter in his mouth.

The target in front of him is more than enough to defend the city, but obviously insufficient to attack, which is enough for him to slowly accumulate strength, and even have the possibility of retreating easily.

The god Tull was angry but not in a hurry.

He chanted in a low voice, and countless spots of light appeared on his body, almost making his body transparent.

The dark and gloomy surroundings began to turn dark red. The giant ax he held did not draw his own blood, but a drop of blood gushed out automatically, and then the second, third...

When dense drops of blood emerged on the giant axe, the size of the giant ax continued to increase, and even began to approach the state of God Tull's previous struggle.

But compared to the body shrinkage caused by absorbing his own blood before, the God of Tull has not changed at this time.

He kept his eyes on the black-feathered duck and the ancient tree, and kept judging where the godhead he needed might be hidden.

"godhead!"

Previously, he only wanted to kill the heresy, but he didn't expect this heresy to be so powerful.

That's what they've been looking for so hard.

Only by possessing a godhead can one hold high the throne of the gods, and only by becoming a true god can one break away from the ethnic group, and be free from the troubles of religious beliefs and the strength and weakness of the ethnic group.

Compared with hanging himself on the ethnic group, the god Tull is obviously more willing to control his own destiny.

He has been searching for so long, only to see the heavy objects that are close at hand, so long as he breaks the other party's magic, he can get them at his fingertips.

Even if the godhead is incomplete and imperfect, he recognizes it, and it will be worth paying any price for it.

Amidst the hoarse roar, the huge ax he raised was entangled with blood, and blood flowed down from time to time.

"Stop Ge!"

"Stop Ge!"

……

The mechanical and repetitive sound was also accompanied by the panicked yelling of the black-feathered duck.

Originating from the mallard's demonic thoughts, the black-feathered duck obviously had a similar perception warning.

"Can you speak human language?"

"Can you communicate with spirit?"

"Can you change your personal disaster?"

"Can we make peace?"

"What do you mean by depriving me of the ability to practice so hard?"

"Have I become a container for you to hide in, and you can easily replace me when you harvest?"

Your Majesty was able to suppress the extraterrestrial demons because they belonged to different individuals, and when Zhang Xuezhou was fighting with the extraterritorial demons, the other party had already integrated into his body.

This is not only fighting with oneself, but even fighting with an opponent who can use abilities stronger than oneself.

Correspondingly, Zhang Xuezhou continued to practice hard, even if he stepped into the solipsism and the true self, it was difficult for him to get rid of this entanglement.

If all the efforts are in vain, if all the results are for others to make wedding dresses, Zhang Xuezhou really has no intention of fighting, and even he will not work hard to survive, but will look down on life and death.

Mostly, eat and drink as much as you want, and the things in life that are bound by ethics and morals will become a dead letter, and you can do whatever you want, even if you are spurned by others, you won't care.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that he would be completely reduced, even death would not bring him any pain.

He shook the leaves of the old tree, made crackling angry inquiries, and another black-feathered duck yelled loudly.

In this spiritual world, the three parties obviously have three different thoughts.

The God of Tur wants to get what he has, Zhang Xuezhou sees no hope in life, and the black-feathered duck makes all kinds of inexplicable noises.

There is also an extremely mechanical singing of 'Zhi Ge'.

"beat!"

"Hurry up!"

……

Occasionally, the voice of Yi Sheng will also be transmitted through the darkness.

But no one cares.

Time is not a constant value in spiritual confrontation. One hour and a half here corresponds to only one or two seconds in the outside world, and some circumstances lead to a short moment of spiritual confrontation, and decades have passed in this world.

No one can affect the confrontation between them.

It wasn't until the sound of flying dragons and elephants came from the dark sky, and a group of giant elephants galloped past in the sky, that the God of Tours changed his face, and there was a puzzling "quack quack" sound of black-feathered ducks, which also involved Zhang Xuezhou. Stop questioning and think a little bit.

"Bah!"

Ren Anran hesitated to speak.

When there is a lack of time and ability to solve the situation, Ren Sheng's suggestion turns to all-round attack, no matter whether it is life or death, you need to try.

In the shrine, Turklando, who had barely returned to normal, fell into pain, but Turklando did not escape, and the bodies of the eight elders who were in a coma showed unnatural distortions and trembling.

Outside the shrine, several exclamations sounded, followed by some dull sounds of landing.

There was another exclamation sound that kept going away.

It is difficult for Ren Sheng to understand this situation, but Zhang Xuezhou has been standing in the hands of the statue for too long, and Zhang Xuezhou's form is too terrifying.

He looked at the blood hole on Zhang Xuezhou's forehead, and the blood and tears still dripping, and he no longer cared about how to make an accurate judgment.

"Release the Dragon-Elephant Fighting Technique towards Xuezhou, hurry up!"

He urged his body to barely recover part of Ren Anran again.

If Ren Anran jumped on the god statue to take away these soul jades or break the stone axe, the difficulty of such a thing is obviously extremely high.

But if Ren Anran only needs to release the Dragon-Elephant Fighting Technique against Zhang Xuezhou, this is something that Ren Anran must be able to do.

As long as Ren Anran doesn't procrastinate, doesn't ask why he attacked Zhang Xuezhou, doesn't move slowly, and doesn't show any hesitation, Ren Anran can do it in a short time.

Amidst the urgent cries, Ren Sheng felt as if his body had been hit hard.

The sound of the giant elephant trampling over his ears, the body that had absorbed the aura before was collapsed again, he didn't even have time to say a word, and then it turned into white smoke and shrank back to the soul jade.

The soul jade stayed in the air for half a second before falling into the palm of the idol.

(End of this chapter)