Panlong came to the real earth

Chapter 118 Traces of Di Jia!

"So……"

Suddenly, Leina's eyes were as sharp as a knife's edge, and she looked backward fiercely.

With blond hair fluttering, a beautiful figure held a long purple sword and rushed forward instead of retreating. The sharp blade rotated with the wrist, bursting with thousands of icy brilliance in an instant.

"Do not!!!"

Garuru let out a mournful roar.

boom!
Lightning clone, fall!

"So brave!!!"

Lori Reina was only six-star strength, so she was caught off guard, and fell into the bottom after a brief encounter.

But after all, the difference in strength is not big, and with more combat experience, Avril Lavigne's advantage obtained by surprise is quickly wiped out.

On the other side, the thunder troll Lena was coming towards her with a gloomy face, and Garuru, who had only one broken divine body, also stared at Avril with resentful eyes.

The spiritual sense sensed Leina's tyrannical aura, and the strong wind seemed to tear open the space, wrapped in monstrous anger and killing intent, and rolled up the waves, and the billions of water droplets were alluring to the eyes.

The huge war hammer was raised, and its momentum sank.

Avril's face was calm and calm, and she sighed silently.

Om-!
The white jade-like Rou Yi picked up a drop of purple liquid with a vast thunder breath, and it exploded in an instant, penetrating into every inch of the body, including the unparalleled clarity and power of the soul!

Reina's face was filled with horror.

"The power of the Lord God!?"

Stab it--!
A sword tore through the space like cutting cream, and Lena, who was fighting with him at close range, fell instantly without accident!
The momentum of the purple sword remained undiminished, even a little faster. The irony is that the troll Lena still maintained the trajectory of rushing over.

The purple long sword pierced the head with the power of the main god, and stopped at an interval of one inch.

Avril Lavigne said: "Surrender, or die!"

"..."

The troll Lena's red one-eyed was full of tyranny and fierceness, but the desire to survive still occupied her emotions, and she bowed her head enduring the humiliation.

"Fate is supreme..."

"It's a little stressful..."

Avril felt it in an instant...

A "weight" from fate!
After all, she is still a middle god, and her soul carrying capacity has an upper limit, and it is not high.

Fortunately, one more light-type mid-god avatar means that the essence of the soul has experienced two more baptisms of the rules of heaven and earth.

Coupled with the fusion of the three profound mysteries of the thunder system, it can carry the power of destiny that restrains Leina, and it can still be held!
Thinking in his heart, he glanced at Garuru.

Even if it is controlled indirectly, it still has the "weight" of fate, but it is much weaker.

There are no obvious loopholes in the rules of the world to exploit...

After making the oath, Leina's momentum suddenly hit the eggplant like frost, she froze, her body trembled, and quickly changed back to the loli posture, but her breath was very weak and her face was pale.

"I want to retreat and practice."

"My lord, please come with me."

Reina Castle, the secret room.

The red, purple and black tri-color magic array is like a ring that is semi-precisely linked, and the divine power runes overlap each other, outlining more complicated lines, and the translucent purple crystals protruding like stalagmites are placed in the corners of the square, exuding a faint fluorescence, crazily absorbing The element of thunder and lightning between heaven and earth, the breath of death.

Just standing on the magic circle and doing nothing, the soul's understanding of the element of thunder and lightning will naturally increase slightly. Although it is extremely weak, not even one ten-thousandth, this is already a remarkable work.

Sitting cross-legged, it is located at the central core of the magic circle.

Close your eyes and restrain distracting thoughts...

Taking advantage of the indiscriminate use of the main god's power just now, the faint aftertaste has not completely disappeared, she wants to seize this precious opportunity to practice hard and digest her insights.

……

Earth.

The experience of the tomb of the gods is in progress.

There was no expression fluctuation on Li Fan's face, it was as indifferent as a sculpture.

Suddenly, the brow changed slightly, and he looked into the distance.

From the other side of the sea, a green-haired young man flew over. When he saw Li Fan, he knelt down on his knees and respectfully said, "Meet the master, Haier has something to report!"

"Say."

The tone was calm, and his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through all the secrets. Haier was nervous and confessed frankly, "I found the last trace of Di Jia in the underworld. He disappeared in Nether Mountain 900 million years ago!"

Nether Mountain!
A dangerous gleam appeared in Li Fan's eyes.

This guy carries the "Dark Energy Stone" that matches the "Light Energy Stone", which can devour souls and become stronger, and his methods are ruthless enough. Even his companions who get along day and night can be killed by pain. It is not surprising that he will go to a place like the underworld. Accident.

After all, the underworld has the most undead. Killing the dead is not inferior to hell, and it can be said that it is like a fish in water in that environment.

only……

"The Nether Mountain."

Li Fan muttered, his face expressionless.

I thought in my heart that if Dijia fell into the hands of the woman who ruled death, then the "dark energy stone" needless to say, it would be exposed in all likelihood, but it would be really troublesome. I want to get a miracle from her hand , the degree of difficulty is a bit large.

but……

It's not impossible!
Thinking of a rare object in his collection, Li Fan couldn't help squinting his eyes, thinking about it.

The master of death does not seem to be Dzogchen, is it because there is a clone of the water god, or...

It's been a long time.

Li Fan put away many thoughts, looked down at Haier who was still kneeling, "Let your Death God avatar continue to investigate, and don't let go of any clues."

Ever since he learned the clues of the "Dark Energy Stone" from Camila, Li Fan has been particularly concerned and dispatched some of his men to investigate in various places, focusing on hell and the underworld.

Possessing a strange object that can devour souls and strengthen himself, Li Fan thinks differently. If conditions permit, he will definitely choose hell or the underworld. The endless chaotic killings every day are the best means of cover.

The soul is corrupted, the behavior becomes crazy, there is no shortage of abnormalities in these two places.

Even, the more famous the pervert is, the stronger he is, and most people dare not provoke him.

"Yes, Master!"

Haier took the order to resign, and the tension in his heart did not subside for a long time.

Li Fan was still transmitting the sound, ordering the avatars of some alien-plane god-level powerhouses on the earth to convey this news. Now that the underworld was confirmed as the last place to be discovered, then the investigators from other places should be gathered to specialize in the underworld!
Convergence and control the heartstrings caused by the "dark energy stone".

Li Fan's eyes once again focused on the cemetery of the gods.

Even children understand a truth, when you are in a bad mood, you need to find a way to have some fun!

"This earth should be more lively."

Whispering casually like this, a pair of eyes are as deep as the sea, see through the obstacles of space, and enter the interior of the tomb.

The first floor, the ruins of the doomsday city towards the end.

Due to various reasons, the earth sanctuaries acted separately in twos and threes.

Crunch, crunch.

The sandy streets are covered with gravel and debris, and the sound of stepping on them is particularly harsh.

Gradually, the footsteps became more chaotic and hurried, mixed with heavy panting sounds, emotions were constantly brewing, and finally...

"boom!"

There was an explosion, followed by the elements of fire that soared into the sky.

In the sea of ​​flames, the face of a young Sanctuary holding a scimitar weapon turned pale, as if he lacked blood supply.

Ahead is a mountain of wriggling corpses, the size of a three-story building. The rotten and disgusting pieces of meat fell to the ground like chaff, convulsing violently. Upon closer inspection, I felt my scalp tingling. It turned out to be strange creatures like blood-sucking insects, densely packed Like an army of ants.

"It can resist flames, this monster must at least have the strength of the peak of the sanctuary!"

Howe groaned in his heart, and now there was a trace of regret, the scimitar in his hand danced, and the flames swirled like a tornado, burning these disgusting creatures.

But more elemental energy was exhausted!
There are too many of them, just like the sand and gravel in the desert, as long as the wind blows, they will be continuously raised up, how can one rely on one's own strength to contend with them.

"Flying is actually banned, this is too disgusting!"

Howe deftly flew over the eaves and walls, climbed up to the roof of a tall building, and overlooked the monster army gathered below. Desperation grew in his heart, and he couldn't help but complain about the anti-sacred setting here.

The sanctuary can fly, and in the face of a sea of ​​people attacking, even if it loses, it can leave safely, but since entering the tomb of the gods, the gravity of this place is ten times that of the earth!
That's fine, it's nothing more than a similar ground-based gravity technique, but as soon as the strong man in the sanctuary flies up, it's like a hidden mechanism is triggered, and the gravity will suddenly increase twenty times, thirty times...

There is no limit!

Only by giving up and choosing to be down-to-earth can he recover as before, otherwise even those sanctuary limits can't last long.

Howe knew that this should be the great handicraft of the God of Nature, and there was a reproach in his heart, but he didn't dare to express it.

"Are you trying to play us to death to make such a disgusting stage?"

He doesn't know.

A power of the main god silently infiltrated his head, reading part of his thoughts.

"Tsk tsk."

Li Fan sat on the throne, propped his chin with one hand, curled his lips with a sarcastic expression, and muttered softly: "It's just that I'm so good, I'm just too comfortable at ordinary times."

Look at this guy's memory, it's really nourishing, he can play, relying on talent and luck to break through to the sanctuary by chance, he neglects to exercise, indulges in pleasure all day long, and focuses on the beautiful young lady, as long as it goes on, Although the kidneys were not hollowed out, but a positive and enterprising heart was sluggish.

If you want to abolish a genius, the simplest and most obscure way is to entertain yourself to death. Cultivation is like sailing against the current.

"You dared to come in in the early days of Sanctuary. I have to say, young man, you are very brave."

A hint of sarcasm floated on the corner of Li Fan's mouth.

Continue to watch silently, although he was resented by the other party in his heart, but he didn't intentionally increase the difficulty.

He's not a devil either...

It's almost there anyway!
"It should be fine to hide here and rest..."

Looking at the army of monsters who couldn't get up, Howe felt a little better, but soon his face became stiff. Seeing that they seemed to be stacking arhats, their positions were getting higher and higher, and he couldn't sit still.

"Just kidding, I'm the youngest Sanctuary in nearly a hundred years, how can I die in such a ghostly place for no reason!"

Huo Wei panicked, he thought of a large group of beautiful girlfriends outside, some former luxurious female stars, some pure and lovely campus beauty goddesses in college, female secretaries of elites in the workplace, gentle and enthusiastic head nurses, sweet and lovable wife wife...

If he died, wouldn't it be cheaper for others!
Just thinking about it makes me feel worse than death!

Huo Wei felt ruthless in his heart, watching the weakest part of the monster army jump down, his whole body was ignited with fighting spirit like a raging fire, and there was a sizzling sound like a barbecue, but there was no greedy aroma, only Rancid and pungent smell.

"I remember the entrance is in the south!"

He wanted to back off, thinking the entrance should be safer.

but.

dong dong!dong dong!
The little monsters squirmed and gathered together, forming a huge creature over 50 meters high, and even the sky above was covered with dark clouds.

"puff!"

Before he could react, Howe was punched flying, like an ordinary person being hit by a speeding heavy truck, he was thrown into the air!
"Wow!!"

Huo Wei, who was whirling in the air, had a painful expression on his face, and spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments. His chest was slightly sunken, and the bone was broken. The fracture even pierced the internal organs, causing massive internal bleeding.

"...I waive...the right...let me...go out..."

Howe's face was full of horror and despair, tears flowed down his eyes, and he crawled on the ground powerlessly, with weak pleadings in his mouth.

Li Fan saw it in his eyes, but remained indifferent, watching silently as he was grabbed by the huge creature with one hand.

"Woooo..."

Being pinched in his hands, the painful bones creaked, Howe groaned in pain, and his consciousness was a little like drowning.

Then the world spun, he thought he would be thrown to the ground and trampled to death by a huge creature, but then he saw a mouth that opened like an abyss.

to be eaten...

Huo Wei's pupils trembled, and fear flooded his heart like a tide, struggling frantically to escape from the sky.

But how can a seriously injured body compare to the strength of a monster, and that ugly big hand is like the claw of judgment of fate.

No accidents, no miracles.

Howe was stuffed into a smelly, hot and humid place similar to the mouth, and then two rows of sharp teeth strangled him like a guillotine.

"what--!"

Howe finally let out a shrill, terrifying scream, and was swallowed by the monster after a burst of horrifying chewing.

Before he died, Li Fan checked Huo Wei's memory, and there was only endless regret. If he was given another chance, he would definitely practice seriously and would not waste energy on those beautiful women.

"If you're lucky enough, there might be a chance."

Li Fan said to himself.

For life below the god level, in most cases after death, the soul will be sucked into the underworld. The stronger the life, the stronger the soul foundation, the better the potential of the undead after death. If you can become a god, the rules of heaven and earth will be reset. Restoring memory, but the probability is very low, just like ordinary people buying lottery tickets.

It's no different than sending money.

Swish!
"Bastard, go die!!"

Howe was unlucky. Not long after his death, two Sanctuary powerhouses came hand in hand, one mid-sanctuary and one peak-sanctuary, working together to kill the huge monster.

because……

The place where they hid is nearby.

There are no eggs under the nest, they can't hide.

At the beginning of entering the tomb of the gods, the three of them formed a team together because they were familiar with each other, but they separated because of an accident. When they met again, they were separated forever. This made the living people blame themselves and feel sad.

"Damn it, if we could come here sooner, Brother Huo wouldn't have died!"

Lin Dong held the Overlord Spear, with tears in his eyes, the tip of the spear gathered a cold light, and with the shaking of his wrist, an infinite wind cone burst out!
"Brother Lin, let's avenge him!"

Ma Fen was furious, the blood vessels in his neck swelled and his face turned red, and he slashed wildly with the big knife wrapped in a khaki-colored grudge in his hand. There was no bells and whistles, only violent slashing, slashing, slashing!
The roof of an abandoned building in the distance.

A young man wearing a navy blue martial arts suit with a gloomy demeanor stared at the tragic scene indifferently.

Lips moved, as if whispering.

(End of this chapter)