Dressed as the white moonlight of the blackened male protagonist

Chapter 342 Rescue the Fallen God 14
Suppressing the burning hatred in his heart, inside the statue, Fan Jue looked at the golden shadow beside him, "Di Ling Ye..."

No, not right.

If it is the main body, it shouldn't be such a shallow spiritual power.

Is it...

The golden shadow gradually formed a clearly visible handsome face, which was not exactly what Di Lingye looked like.

"Good brother...how do you look unhappy to see my brother?" Di Lingye curled his lips and squeezed into the statue with Fan Jue at the same time, but the atmosphere was like fire and water.

Incompatible with each other, like a tight string, it will break at the touch of a finger.

"What are you doing in the Three Thousand Small World?" Fan Jue asked without answering, Qing Lian's face suddenly sank.

This bastard, who cheated him a lot before, even locked him in the Dementor's Abyss!How dare you run up to him now?

Simply, courting death.

"Of course, we played together." Di Lingye laughed playfully and wickedly.

Because seeing you suffer makes me so happy.

Fan Jue raised his hand and squeezed his shoulder, "Get out quickly."

This statue was his chosen temporary habitat, how could Di Lingye pollute his "dwelling place".

"So what if I don't leave?" Di Lingye slowly raised his palm, a dazzling golden spiritual power wrapped around it, threatening faintly.

However, Fan Jue teased him leisurely, "How about we face each other, and the loser will get out, how about that?"

He was already very convinced that this person just casually put a clone over to disgust him... The viscousness of this aura is really not the main body.

Originally I thought it was a fierce battle, now~
Fan Jue frowned.

I saw-

A pair of golden spiritual power and dark spiritual power collided, and even the statue trembled slightly as if it couldn't bear it.

Yu Bo swayed to the monster Fu Ling, and he directly hid in the distance.

What kind of gods are they?All ran to this plane?

Could it be that some rare treasure is about to be born?
Seeing that Fan Jue's aura was being suppressed by him, Di Lingye's brows flashed with pride, "Did you think you had made any progress in these years? Not much."

"Really?" Fan Jue suddenly increased his strength a little.

Di Lingye's avatar was directly photographed as a statue.

"puff--"

He vomited blood directly.

"Hurry up and get out, I don't have time to waste time on bugs like you." Fan Jue stroked his sleeve robe without even looking at him.

Di Lingye clutched his chest, as if being hit hard by Wan Jun, no, it's impossible!
How could Fan Jue's strength surpass him! ?
"You...you actually descended to this plane directly?" His eyes were almost out of frame.

The soul of the main body is so important. Under the rules of the three thousand worlds, the spiritual power will be suppressed infinitely. If the soul is damaged, it will never be able to return to the original upper world!

Fan Jue is a lunatic!

Unexpectedly, he, Emperor Lingye, would also have a miscalculation one day!
"Boom—" There was another gust of palm wind, blowing Di Lingye out directly, flying away from the Tianshen Mansion like a rag bag.

Di Lingye didn't know where he landed, but felt that after a while, he hit a hard city wall!
A big hole fell.

The commander of the Imperial Forest Army guarding the imperial city scolded, and asked vigilantly, "Who is it?"

Di Lingye was originally a mass of souls. If he hadn't deliberately condensed into a solid body, ordinary people wouldn't be able to see him at all... He fled quickly without making a sound.

The commander of the Imperial Forest Army walked up to the city gate, his face darkened.

I saw a depression like a tiankeng was inexplicably smashed out at the gate of Huangyu Country City, but it couldn't be seen what it was.

(End of this chapter)