Chapter 297 The Shura God who does not talk about martial ethics (second update, 3000, please subscribe!)
Fang Ling narrowed his eyes slightly. How could he not be able to tell what this power was?
This bloody brilliance is filled with unparalleled killing energy.
It is exactly the same as the God of Death domain that was pulled out of the body by the panel when the domain was upgraded before and was devoured by the power of death.
This is the power of Shura!
The guess in his mind was confirmed. Tang San's time travel was definitely inextricably linked to God Shura.
In the original trajectory, why Shura God was so interested in convincing the God of Cookery and the Nine-Colored Goddess to help Tang San resurrect can be revealed——
Tang San must have been specially captured by God Shura to cultivate a seedling to inherit the divine throne!
It's just that this old guy is so ungrateful that he personally intervened.
Otherwise, relying solely on Tang San's weak God of Killing Domain, it would be absolutely impossible to release this god-level blood-killing light.
Fang Ling was in a dilemma for a while.
When Tang Hao died, a crimson light appeared. He saw it, and just as he was about to intercept it, it disappeared into the void.
Thinking about it this way, that Shura divine power was transferred to Tang San by God Shura?
Tang San's trembling before was undeniable, Fang Ling saw it.
Now this look is like a gesture that can only be made after gaining great strength and feeling a little swollen in the heart.
Do you want to try your hand at Shura God?
With excitement in his heart, Fang Ling recalled the ring explosion he had just learned from Tang Hao, and gained some confidence.
Give it a try, he is not planning to kill Tang San.
The reason why I didn't fight him harshly was because of this.
This is a free-range resource!
After Tang San becomes a god and then kills him and forcibly restrains his soul, the undead spirit transformed by a god will definitely be far superior to other undead spirits.
"Tang San, how could you have the courage to jump out when you were so scared and trembling just now?" Fang Ling's eyes showed disdain.
"Just relying on your strength that comes from nowhere?"
"With my power, I will kill you, you nasty little thief, and avenge father and mother!" Tang San said bitterly, his eyes turning blood red in an instant.
The violent power surging in his body gave him strong self-confidence, and his eyes showed cold murderous intent, as if he was possessed.
"Fang Ling! You shameless and insidious kid who steals soul bones, give me your life!"
Tang San roared angrily, following his "instinct" and waving his martial spirit.
In fact, the realm of the God of Death is used as a transit point, and the Shura God remotely controls it from afar in the God Realm, driving his own divine power to match the movements of the hammer.
Unlike Tang Hao, who was only close to a god after detonating the ring, this bloody giant hammer was undoubtedly a god's strike.
God Shura is a pure god of killing and holds the title of God King in the God Realm. His power is definitely not weak in attack power.
But what is the power that Fang Ling controls?
It's death!
It is the destruction of everything and the return of the world.
Pure killing is indeed powerful, and death, as an ultimate attribute, will never be afraid of it.
Facing the powerful attack, Fang Ling snorted and faced it directly with his sickle.
The feeling of being locked by divine power told him that he could never dodge this blow, and the surrounding space seemed to have been blocked.
God Shura ordered him to take this blow.
That Fang Ling won't be afraid!
The gray-gold death light of death is still covering the death scythe, and the soul power is transformed into divine power and pours into the scythe.
The second Death Slash!
Killing Tang Hao absorbed part of his soul power, and Fang Ling also suspended the transformation process of Tang Hao's soul into a high-level undead, so his soul power was still quite full.
The gray-gold light and the red light with cold murderous intent collided like never before.
The power it exuded almost instantly stopped the flow of clouds in the sky.
The skylight dimmed again, covering a large area.
Tang Xiao ran very fast, hiding far away before Tang San broke out of his arms and the bloody power appeared on the Clear Sky Hammer.
Like Fang Ling's power of death, the bloody power used by his nephew also gave him an untouchable sense of extreme danger.
The cold killing intent is in the same vein as the Killing God Domain, but it is more vast and unrivaled.
"How come today's young people are so good?"
Tang Xiao suddenly felt that he was somewhat behind the times.
He didn't know why Tang San could possess such power, but at this point he could see that Hao Di was right, Tang San must be the future of the sect!
The collision of the sickle and the hammer set off a violent storm. Taking the place where the two met as the boundary, the power of two different colors separated the sky.
The intention of destruction and the intention of killing refused to give way, like two planets colliding with each other.
Fang Ling's gray-gold eyes looked at each other's bloody eyes.
In this confrontation, the divine power released was even more vast than before.
In Dugu Mansion, Dugu Bo felt the entangled meaning of death and killing, and his face changed wildly.
Needless to say, death.
This is a magical skill used by Fang Ling. Just observing it is enough to make people's soul fall into silence, as if it will bury everything in the world.
This is normal.
What puzzled him was that there was a killing force that was comparable to it!
It is full of blood and killing intent, and wants to slaughter all lives, making people fall into despair of being killed.
Being able to compete with Fang Ling's death power is obviously a divine power!
The power of killing!
"Where did Tang Hao and the others get their divine power?"
Qian Renxue was shocked. She knew Fang Ling's power very well and had already guessed it.
But Tang Hao and the others actually have equal power?
"The city of killing..."
Qian Renxue hurriedly sent people to get information about the Killing City, and her thoughts on conquering Fang Ling became even more intense. Even Tiandou City can feel it.
Naturally, the Qibao Glazed Sect also felt this.
The first wave of death was terrifying.
Among them, Gu Rong, who was at level 95, felt the most obvious.
His martial spirit is a bone dragon, and he has not practiced on the path of death, but death is indeed one of the basic attributes of the bone dragon.
The moment the power surged in, he felt from the bottom of his heart that the power was extremely sublime, and he had a feeling of worship.
Therefore, it is natural to think of Fang Ling.
Chen Xin, Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong and others could only feel a sense of spiritual desolation.
But after the second wave of collision, Chen Xin also felt similar to Gu Rong.
This killing intention was too pure and broad, making his Seven Kills Sword tremble.
Feeling the mysterious power of this endless struggle, Ning Fengzhi's eyes suddenly shrank: "Uncle Bone, Uncle Sword!"
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Gu Rong said in a deep voice:
"This is a very high level of death power. Even my martial soul is trembling. This level of death power is definitely Fang Ling's."
"The other is the power of killing. Maybe old swordsmen will feel it more deeply."
Chen Xin nodded and continued: "That is a very high level of killing power. The killing attributes of my Seven Kills Sword are vulnerable to it."
"Both powers are beyond the reach of human beings, and they are beyond the reach of Old Bones and I."
"Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, based on your knowledge, what is this?" Ning Fengzhi asked
"There are rumors that people can become gods at level 100. This is divine power!" Chen Xin concluded with a heavy expression.
Ning Fengzhi held the handrail tightly, with a gloomy face, and sighed in a low voice: "It's a troubled year, it's a troubled year!"
They had made speculations about Fang Ling's situation before.
Because of this, Ning Fengzhi wanted to try his best to promote the marriage between Ning Rongrong and Fang Ling.
Not only does my daughter like it, this is God!
The power of the Wuhun Palace is growing day by day, and it is really difficult to guess how many titled Douluo it hides based on its background.
Unbalanced power often breeds ambition, and Bibi Dong is by no means a law-abiding person.
The Qibao Glazed Sect only has two titled Douluo in charge. How can it withstand the tide of the times that may come in the future?
The answer is very clear, it is Fang Ling.
With the protection of gods, everything will be safe and sound!
Ning Fengzhi solemnly said to her daughter: "Rongrong, the future of our sect depends on you."
"Fang Ling is willing to give you the fairy grass Qiluo Tulip, which shows that he has feelings for you."
"Perhaps it's just because of Dugu Yan and the other three that they refused many times and went to the Holy Land for Spirit Master Training. You have to find a way to establish a good relationship with them."
"Yeah." Ning Rongrong groaned softly, and a bright blush appeared on her ears as she thought of something.
The confrontation between Fang Ling and Tang San ended in a draw.
The divine power of death could not corrode Tang San, who was protected by Shura's divine power.
The powerful attack power of the killing power cannot gain any advantage.
Tang San fled far away after the attack.
He was suspended in the air, holding the red giant hammer in his hand, still glowing with blood and still full of momentum.
But Fang Ling's condition was not as good as before.
Not only did the cracks in the martial soul spread further, but one-third of the soul power was once again consumed, leaving only about 40%.
Staring at Tang San's unchanged state, Fang Ling couldn't help but have some intention of retreating.
The other side is cheating!
As a cheater, this idea rarely came to his mind.
Tang San's condition was intact, because it wasn't him who was doing the fighting at all, it was God Shura who was fighting on his behalf!
Through the bright red blood light, the Death Eye seemed to be able to see a bloody figure wearing ferocious armor.
It is definitely Shura God.
Transferring power from the God Realm to the Douluo Continent must be huge, but killing yourself, an eighty-level quasi-Contra, is absolutely out of the question.
The only thing that made Fang Ling happy was that God Shura probably didn't want to take action against him.
Otherwise, Tang San would definitely not back down now, and would definitely pursue the victory to avenge Tang Hao.
"Boy, give me some face and let it go!" At this time, a spiritual thought came into Fang Ling's mind.
"Okay." Fang Ling glanced at Tang Xiao, making him sweat.
Without taking any action, he quickly turned into a ray of light and left.
With a trophy like Tang Hao, this trip was worthwhile.
God Shura also gave him a step down, so Fang Ling wouldn't kill him with a half-baked explosive ring.
To ensure safety, run first.
When Tang San becomes a god in the future, without the protection of this old thing, he will harvest by himself.
Fang Ling was absolutely confident that he could defeat Shura God Tang San.
The reason is very simple. Tang San used a body of garbage soul bones to become the armor of God, and at most he only had a few hundred thousand year soul rings.
And Fang Ling has at least a million-year-old soul ring and a million-year-old soul bone all over his body.
How can you fight me?
Just like Poseidon Tang San was able to defeat Angel God Qian Renxue, this was an absolute advantage in basic attributes that could not be reversed.
When the time comes, Fang Ling can gather the endless undead power and even be able to crush it.
(End of chapter)