Right now, in the eyes of Ye Yang and the other experts, Su Fang was just like a fat sheep. [← Eight (← Eight (← Eight (← Read ← Book, 2?
Whether he was fusing with Prehistoric Inflammation or being possessed by Prehistoric Inflammation, this was the best time to suppress him.
Of course, they would not have a share in the Prehistoric Inflammation, but the benefits they would get from Xia Qijun, Fan Xu, and the others would be beyond their imagination.
Ye Yang cultivated the Great Way of Wind, so his speed was unparalleled among these people. Like a gentle breeze, he arrived in front of Su Fang in an instant.
"Mo Fenghua, it really is you! Who would have thought that I, Ye Yang, would have such fortune and opportunity? Hahaha … If I can suppress you, Young Master Ye Yangkong will at least reward me with a supreme divine tool! "
Ye Yang's eyes shone with excitement and greed.
However, he was an Empyrean God after all, and a genius from the Wind Realm. Although he was excited and greedy, he still maintained enough vigilance.
First, he grabbed at Su Fang with his right hand. Five sharp gusts of wind spun and tore through the air, whistling towards Su Fang's abdomen. He actually planned to crush Su Fang's Spiritual Abode and shackle it.
At the same time, Ye Yang was also paying attention to Su Fang's every move. As long as there was a slight fluctuation of Divine Energy, he would explode with an even more powerful ability and kill Su Fang in one fell swoop.
Su Fang suddenly raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a mocking smile. His entire being was like a sharp sword, completely different from his usual good-for-nothing image.
There was a kind of coldness in his eyes. He looked at Ye Yang as if he was looking at a dead man.
Ye Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously retreated.
However, it was too late. Su Fang suddenly opened his mouth, and a stream of black blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Ah …"
Ye Yang's memory of poison was still fresh. He was instantly scared out of his wits.
Whoosh …
The blood suddenly dispersed, and covered Ye Yang's head and face. It surged like a living thing, and sizzled as it corroded him.
This black blood was not poisonous blood. Instead, it was the Yellow Springs Blood Sea's manifestation of the Ghost Ghost.
Ye Yang's handsome face was corroded in just a blink of an eye. Only two empty eye sockets were left. His body started to fester layer by layer, becoming part of the black blood.
"Mo Fenghua, you actually possess such an evil poison … Ah, I understand now. You are the cloaked black-robed man who seized the Primordial Dao Fruit and Dao Tree … Xia Qijun, Jiang Baozhen and the others will definitely not let you off …"
Gui Gui's poison made Ye Yang understand at once. Shocked, he let out a roar.
Su Fang coldly shouted in a domineering manner, "Isn't it a bit too late for you to understand now? Hmph, even if Xia Qijun, Jiang Baozhen, and Ye Yangkong, who returned to the Wind Divine Realm, didn't provoke me, I would still settle old scores with them. Do I need you to remind me? "
Ye Yang's abilities were extraordinary, but once he was tainted by Gui Gui, the only outcome was that he would turn into a puddle of blood. His flesh and blood were quickly corroded, followed by his bones. No matter how strong his divine body was, he could only become the nutrients for Gui Gui to become stronger.
Whoosh!
A lifelike Ye Yang flew out of the divine body. He looked almost exactly like Ye Yang. It was his Yang Spirit.
The Yang Spirit was the entirety of the Primordial Spirit. The Yang Spirit of a deity below the Divine Realm could not display much power. When one surpassed the Divine Realm, the Yang Spirit could leave the physical body and roam the world. It could also directly communicate with and control nature, releasing powerful supernatural powers.
At this time, Ye Yang's Yang Spirit had left his body, which was equivalent to abandoning his divine body. Although his Yang Spirit could not control nature, it could release powerful Primordial Spirit power.
From Ye Yang's point of view, Su Fang possessed poison, the Great Way of Time, the supernatural powers of fire, and many powerful runes. However, he was only in the realm of True God after all. How powerful could his Sun Spirit be?
Therefore, Ye Yang planned to use his Yang Spirit to crush Su Fang, and then try to seize another divine body.
Ye Yang's Yang Spirit rushed towards Su Fang aggressively. Who knew that what awaited him was the Sword Qi of the Primordial Spirit that shot out from Su Fang's eyes.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh! The Sword Qi shot Ye Yang's Yang Spirit into a sieve, and his Primordial Spirit collapsed.
Swoosh!
The Dark Valley Vital Bead released a ray of light that wrapped around the dying Ye Yang's Yang Spirit and sucked it into Su Fang's divine aperture. Then, it was shackled in the world of the Dark Valley Vital Bead.
The Yang Spirit of a deity was also Su Fang's cultivation material. He needed the Primordial Spirit of a deity to cultivate the Immortal Soul Code, or the life essence of a deity's heart. Since Su Fang took the initiative to deliver it to him, Su Fang naturally accepted it without hesitation.
Ye Yang's divine body that had lost his Yang Spirit was like a corpse that was absorbed into Su Fang's inner world for Gui Gui to continue devouring. Ye Yang was a Celestial God expert, if Gui Gui devoured his divine body, there would definitely be a huge transformation.
The other masters who were charging towards Su Fang were some distance behind Ye Yang. They first saw Ye Yang being devoured by Gui Gui, then even his Primordial Spirit was suppressed by Su Fang. These masters were shocked and stopped abruptly. A few of the more timid ones turned around and wanted to escape.
Who knew that at this moment!
Su Fang's body trembled. A huge commotion came from the Dao Palace of Heaven and Earth. It turned out that a new Yang Meridian had been successfully formed.
"Chi!"
A ray of pure Yang light covered the Dao Palace of Heaven and Earth and swept towards the fifty-seventh Yang Meridian.
After a series of tremors, the fifty-seventh meridian calmed down and the light disappeared. This meridian had turned into a jade-like Yang Meridian.
The fifty-seventh Yang Meridian had been successfully formed!
This newly formed Yang Meridian approached the last Yang Meridian in the Dao Palace of Heaven and Earth. Their tails connected, forming the Dao Palace of Heaven and Earth made up of fifty-seven Yang Meridian.
Due to the birth of a new Yang Meridian, Su Fang's Yang Qi, Primordial Spirit, and other kinds of energy were greatly depleted. His aura became much weaker.
"He's at a crucial moment in his cultivation. It's the best time to suppress him. How can we miss such an opportunity? "
"Mo Fenghua is the one who stole the Dao Tree and Dao Fruit. The Dao Tree and Dao Fruit must be with him now. If we can suppress him, all the treasures will belong to us! "
The dozen or so experts sensed the change in Su Fang's aura. They were all surprised and delighted. Greed once again ignited in their hearts, and they charged towards Su Fang again.
"A bunch of reckless fools!"
Su Fang snorted coldly. His deep eyes flashed with viciousness.
The experts under him were all heavily injured. With Gui Gui's strength, it was impossible for her to face more than a dozen Heavenly God experts at the same time.
The plan now was not to recover. They could only pay a price and kill all these people. Otherwise, if they leaked the news, many secrets would be exposed. At that time, their identities would be exposed.
Just as they were about to temporarily seal the Dao Palace of Heaven and Earth, Luo suddenly said, "Leave these ants to me. I haven't fought in a long time. I just happen to be bored to death!"
"Luo, can you really do it?" Su Fang was very worried.
"Don't forget that I was once the Asura King!" Luo said. His Primordial Spirit voice was filled with a bloody aura, causing Su Fang to shudder.
"Mo Fenghua, hand over the Primordial Dao Tree, Dao Fruit, and Prehistoric Inflammation!"
A Sanskrit genius shouted coldly from three thousand feet away from Su Fang. He wanted to take Su Fang as his possession. However, he was clearly very wary of Su Fang's poison and did not dare to get too close to Su Fang.
Su Fang sneered, "Will you let me go if I hand over these treasures?"
The Sanskrit genius was startled. He immediately shook his head, "Of course not."
"Since I'm going to die anyway, why should I obediently hand over the treasures? Idiot! "Su Fang chuckled.
The Sanskrit genius knew that he was being toyed with. He was immediately embarrassed and angry. He activated a peak low-grade flying sword and attacked Su Fang.
Hu …
A bloody light shot out from Su Fang's eyes and immediately condensed into a man in blood-red clothes. It was the former Asura King, Luo!
An intense killing aura surged into the sky. The space within the boundary instantly turned into an Asura field.
The dozen or so Heavenly Gods trembled in the boundless killing aura. An instinctive fear surged from the bottom of their hearts.
The Sanskrit genius' Primordial Spirit trembled. He was actually unable to continue controlling his flying sword. The flying sword that was attacking Su Fang also trembled and buzzed.
This was the Asura Divine Sect, a monster born from blood and whose nature was to kill.
Luo had been shackled in the blood jade for countless years. His Primordial Spirit was severely damaged. After so many years of cultivation, especially the Undying Soul Code, his Primordial Spirit had already recovered to its peak state.
The domineering killing aura of the former Asura King was displayed in front of Su Fang for the first time. Su Fang was also shocked.
Luo's blood-red figure flashed. He swept up a monstrous killing aura and appeared in front of the Sanskrit genius. The blood-red light flickered and surged. It directly penetrated the person's seven orifices and skin.
The Sanskrit genius screamed again and again. His Yang Spirit was easily obliterated by Luo. His blood boiled and floated out of his divine body. However, his physical body quickly withered and eventually turned into burning blood.
Luo's body condensed. He had no skin and his blood was constantly wriggling. He was like a god of death that had descended.
With the recovery of his Primordial Spirit, Luo used the innate ability of the Asura Divine Clan. He fused with the blood of the Big Goblin to form a physical body. There was no longer any side effects. The only limitation was that it was difficult to use his true strength. When the Sanskrit genius' Primordial Spirit was exhausted, this physical body would completely lose its function.
"Low-level ants, I'll let you see the supreme divine ability of my clan. Kill!"
Luo Baqi snorted coldly and charged towards the remaining experts.
Under Luo's killing aura, the will of these experts almost collapsed. Their strength was suppressed here, and now they could only use thirty to forty percent of their strength. They were like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. The only thing they could do was to run for their lives.
However, Luo did not attack easily. Now that he attacked, how could he give them a chance to escape?
One of them took out a rune talisman and tried to send a request for help to Xia Qijun and the others outside.
In the end, they found in despair that due to the instability of the Chaos Ruins, the spatial fluctuations were abnormal. Coupled with the barrier and the Suiyou Cave, they could not send any messages to the outside.
Boom! Boom!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
