"My magic can't have any effect!"
In this kind of confrontation in the spiritual field, it will undoubtedly be extremely gratifying to be able to use a skill, but when one of the most proud skills is completely defeated and even has no effect, this kind of frustration is undoubtedly very strong.
The god Tur held a giant ax and scratched his body, using the ax blade to continuously draw his own blood.
Endless blood wrapped around the ax body. His body in the darkness continued to shrink, and the giant ax grew larger and larger.
"Divinity: Disintegration"
When this ability was used again, red ripples appeared in the darkness, like waves sweeping across, and the sharp edges drawn by the giant ax were superimposed layer by layer and pushed forward.
"Zhi Ge!"
"Zhi Ge!"
"Zhi Ge!"
…
The mechanical chanting also corresponds to the annihilation of these red ripples.
"Quack quack quack!"
The black-haired duck let out a sigh and screamed, obviously satisfied with the current result.
The emperor was able to suppress the demons outside the territory, and the evolution derived from the emperor's methods also suppressed the god Tur, making the opponent now doubt his life.
"I don't believe it!"
The target who had been suppressed before had the ability to defend absolutely in just a short moment, which made it difficult for him, God Tur, to believe.
He didn't believe there was a perfect shield in this world. If he couldn't break the opponent, it was just because he didn't have enough power to cast the spell.
"In my name, call the blood of my tribe!"
He stared at the black-haired duck and the ancient tree, and began to murmur.
The target in front of him was able to defend the city, but the attack was obviously insufficient. This was enough for him to slowly accumulate strength, and even have the possibility of easily retreating.
The god Tur was angry but not in a hurry.
He chanted in a low voice, and countless light spots appeared on his body, almost turning his body transparent.
The dark and dim surroundings began to turn dark red. The giant ax he was holding did not draw his own blood, but automatically poured out a drop of blood, and then the second drop, the third drop...
When dense drops of blood emerged on the giant axe, the size of the giant ax continued to increase, and it even began to approach the state where God Tur had fought so hard before.
But compared to the previous shrinkage caused by absorbing his own blood, God Tur has not changed at this time.
He paid attention to the black-haired ducks and ancient trees, and constantly judged where the godhead he needed might be hidden.
"godhead!"
Before, he just wanted to kill the heretic, but he didn't expect that this heretic had such a big background.
That is what they are looking for but cannot find.
Only by possessing the godhead can one hold the throne high, and by becoming a true god can one be separated from the ethnic group and free from the troubles of religious beliefs and the strength and weakness of the ethnic group.
Compared to hanging himself on the ethnic group, God Tur is obviously more willing to control his own destiny.
He had been searching for so long before he saw the heavy object right at his fingertips. He could even get it at his fingertips as long as he broke the opponent's magic.
Even if his godhead is incomplete and imperfect, he accepts it and it will be worth paying any price for.
Amidst the hoarse roar, the giant ax he raised was wrapped in blood, and blood flowed down from time to time.
"Zhi Ge!"
"Zhi Ge!"
…
The mechanical and repetitive sound was also accompanied by the panicked shouting of the black-haired duck.
Originating from the mallard's demonic thoughts, the black-haired duck obviously has a similar sensory warning.
"Can you speak human language?"
"Can you communicate mentally?"
"Can you please change the scourge?"
"Can we make peace?"
"What do you mean by casually taking away my ability to cultivate with great difficulty?"
"Have I become a container for you to hide in, so that you can easily replace me when you harvest me?"
Your Majesty was able to suppress the extraterrestrial demon because they were different individuals, and when Zhang Xuezhou fought with the extraterrestrial demon, the opponent had already integrated into his body.
This is not only a fight against oneself, but also a fight against an opponent who can use abilities stronger than one's own.
Accordingly, Zhang Xuezhou continued to work hard to practice. Even if he entered the solipsistic state and the true self state, it was difficult for him to get rid of this entanglement.
If all efforts are in vain, if all results are to make a wedding dress for others, Zhang Xuezhou really has no intention of struggling, and he will not even work hard to survive, but will look down on life and death.
Generally speaking, you can eat and drink when you should. Things in life that are bound by ethics and morals will become a piece of paper. If you want to do something, you can do it. Even if you are spurned by others, you will not care.
Zhang Xuezhou felt that he would sink completely, and even death would not bring him any pain.
He shook the leaves of the ancient tree, making bursts of crackling angry questions, and a black-feathered duck screamed.
In this spiritual world, the tripartite people obviously have three different thoughts.
God Tur wants to get what he has gained, Zhang Xuezhou sees no hope in life, and the black-haired duck makes all kinds of inexplicable noises.
There is also an extremely mechanical chanting sound of "Zhi Ge".
"beat!"
"Hurry up!"
…
Occasionally, Ren Shengsheng's voice will be transmitted through the darkness.
But no one cares.
Time is not a constant value in spiritual confrontations. A moment and a half here for them corresponds to only one or two seconds in the outside world. There are also certain circumstances that cause a mental confrontation to last for only a moment, and decades have passed in the 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 and trampled past in the sky, that God Tur's expression changed. There was also the puzzled "quack, quack, quack" sound of the black-haired duck, which also involved Zhang Xuezhou. He stopped questioning and thought for a moment.
"Bah!"
Ren Anran hesitated to speak.
When there is a lack of time and ability to solve the situation, Ren Shengsheng's suggestion turns to an all-round attack, regardless of whether it is life or death.
In the temple, Turcolanduo, who had barely returned to normal, was in pain. Turcolanduo did not hide away, and the bodies of the eight comatose elders showed unnatural twists and tremors.
Outside the shrine, several voices of exclamation sounded, followed by some dull sounds of falling to the ground.
Another voice of exclamation continued to fade away.
It was difficult for Ren Sheng to understand this situation, but Zhang Xuezhou stood in the hands of the statue for too long, and Zhang Xuezhou's form was too terrifying.
He looked at the bloody hole on Zhang Xuezhou's forehead and the blood and tears still dripping, and he no longer cared about how to judge accurately.
"Release the Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique towards Xue Zhou, quickly, quickly, quickly!"
He urged Ren Anran again, whose body had barely recovered partially.
It would obviously be extremely difficult for Anran to jump onto the statue to take away these soul jade or break the stone axe.
But if Ren Anran only needs to unleash the Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique against Zhang Xuezhou, this is something Ren Anran can definitely do.
As long as Ren Anran doesn't delay, doesn't ask why he wants to attack Zhang Xuezhou, doesn't move slowly, and doesn't hesitate at all, Ren Anran can do it in a short time.
Amid the urgent cry, Ren Shengsheng felt as if his body had been hit hard.
The sound of the giant elephant's stampeding floated past his ears, and the body that had absorbed the spiritual energy collapsed again. He didn't even have time to say another word, and then it turned into white smoke and shrank back into the soul jade.
The soul jade stayed in the air for half a second, and then fell into the palm of the statue.
(End of chapter)
