Purgatory

Chapter 687 Han Yi’s beautiful fantasy

"Crack!"

Yang Luo, who has the body of a human-faced spider, was frozen by the extreme cold power and shattered into tiny ice crystals.

"He is full of strange and extremely poisonous bodies, and it is not suitable for his power to enter the body."

On Bingying's altar, Han Yi was still using his divine power to continue to obliterate the remaining power in Yang Luo's body.

You Kui's magical power and secret skills were revealed, letting him know that Pang Jian had the secret skills to obtain the power of other gods through the death of other gods.

He knew something about Yang Luo, and knew that Yang Luo's divine power was full of destructive power. He was afraid that Pang Jian would absorb it and backfire on him, so he simply destroyed Yang Luo's body as much as possible.

Seeing that Pang Jian had no objection, he said with joy in his ice eyes: "I didn't expect that you could actually kill Yang Luo."

In that unknown star, Pang Jian single-handedly killed You Kui of the ghost clan. It can be said that he relied on the thunder pool and the source demon, which was an element of trickery.

——Yingyue thinks so anyway.

But this time, Pang Jian didn't even take out the terrifying thunder pool, nor did he use any of the artifacts.

He just used the mysterious avenue he understood and the secret soul technique mastered by You Kui to first absorb Yang Luo's soul and then destroy it with blazing thunder.

This battle is enough to prove that Pang Jian's true power is at least at the level of a mid-level god.

This made Han Yi extremely surprised, and much happier than his own strength.

"Previously..." Pang Jian tried to explain.

Han Yi pursed his lips and smiled, shook his head and said, "You don't need to explain, I'm not stupid. The divine thunder you blasted down on me and the one you blasted on Yang Luo are not at the same level of power at all."

A faint smile appeared on Pang Jian's face, and he said: "Will it cause trouble for you if you show up to shatter his godhead? When I was still in Thunder Prison, Yingyue was worried that you would be stupid and would not hesitate to take risks against me. Warning."

Han Yi Mingyao's eyes were fixed on his face and he didn't speak for a long time.

After a while, the cold crystal goddess lowered her head in embarrassment and said, "So you can smile too. You look beautiful when you smile. This is the first time you smile at me."

His silence was because he was fascinated by Pang Jian's first smile.

But his words made Pang Jian also fall silent.

Many years ago, another woman said the same thing, saying that he looked good when he smiled and that he should smile more.

That woman is now the most feared person in the Purgatory human race, the person Yang Luo swears to be loyal to, and the one neither Zi Mo nor He Motian dares to provoke.

The words he said may have been forgotten long ago, washed away by the memory after waking up.

"What's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

Han Yi moved the Bingying Divine Platform, removed Yang Luo's space ring, and then lowered Yang Luo's smaller body with divine power.

While doing these things, he said: "Yang Luo is not You Kui. He is loyal to the master. The time he was accepted was very short and he didn't even have the chance to meet the master."

Pang Jian didn't answer what he was thinking, so Han Yi didn't ask further questions and just talked to himself.

"Yang Luo's soul should have no connection with that person. His death will not cause any problems."

"Even the Branding Shadow Divine Stone was found by me. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

The cold crystal goddess's crystal eyes showed tenderness like water, and she suddenly said: "Pang Jian, thank you for what you have done for me."

His affection was unpretentious and very real. He had the courage to express his emotions: "I know that there is no possibility between us. I am a god outside purgatory, and you are the true god of the human race. It is difficult for us to have the opportunity to contact you."

"I don't know why, but I just have a different feeling about you. I just want you to know that in the starry sky outside the mist, there is a woman who will always miss you."

"Pang Jian, please live well. If possible, respond to me occasionally."

Han Yi took out Yang Luo's space ring and prepared to throw it over.

"I don't need this." Pang Jian shook his head, thought for a moment and said, "My real body in purgatory and I can connect and communicate with each other through space wonders. I can return to the thunder prison and the mist. Purgatory, you don’t have to worry about my safety.”

"So, don't do stupid things again, and don't try to save me among those gods in the future."

"I don't need it."

"call out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Jian surrounded himself with colorful divine radiance and flew towards Thunder Prison again.

Han Yi, whose body was like a god with ice muscles and jade bones, shone faintly, watched Pang Jian go away, watching him disappear from sight.

Then, he said softly: "You are worried about me, I know it."

With a sweet smile on his lips, he erased the traces of the battle happily, and then followed the connection with Mingyue and flew out of the sea of ​​fog.

As soon as he left the mist, he immediately took out the crystal tablet and said in a divine voice: "Yingyue, he smiled at me."

In the crystal tablet, the Moon Goddess's horrifying secret words sounded: "You met him again? Where are you? I told him not to step out of the Thunder Prison!"

"Damn! If you meet so frequently, something big will happen sooner or later!"

"Han Yi, we have already obtained Galactus, and we can make up for our previous losses. We even have a chance to help you get rid of that person's shackles. Is there any other reason why you have to see him?"

Yingyue's tone was full of annoyance.

"I just want to see him and get in touch with him, this is the reason." Han Yi had a smile in his eyes, and after thinking for a while he said: "Yang Luo is dead. Ying Yue, what you said is not right, he really had a single kill I have seen the power of a middle god with my own eyes!”

"He killed himself?" Yingyue was shocked, "Not with your help? Did you leave any traces? Were there any other gods nearby when you did it?"

The Moon Goddess asked anxiously.

"He was the one who killed him. I only made up for it at the end and shattered Yang Luo's godhead." Han Yi's face was full of pride when he transmitted the message, saying: "Just think about it, he can kill Yang Luo now." Such a mid-level god. After a while, in a few years, is it possible for him to have the combat power of a high-level god?"

"What exactly do you want to say?" Yingyue was shocked and confused.

"If his power in the future can surpass that of a high-ranking god and reach the level of a master, can the current troubles faced by the Purgatory human race be solved? When he becomes too powerful for the gods to handle, will the gods choose to accept him? The human race, choose to accept him?" Han Yi asked seriously.

Yingyue sneered: "You are really good at dreaming."

He understood what Han Yi was fantasizing about, but he poured cold water on it rudely: "As far as I know, among the strong men of the human race who attacked the temples at the beginning, some were close to the masters in power. As a result, the strongest human race was the first to die. "

"At a time when the gods are extremely afraid of the human race, they will not allow the human race's true god to reach that level of power."

"So stop having unrealistic illusions."

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(End of this chapter)