Chapter 340: Deceit (Second update, 3000, please subscribe!)
Fang Ling's fast attack, three consecutive final cuts, combined with unparalleled power, broke through the upper limit of the capacity of Bo Saixi's golden trident.
She can use her divine power to refresh her status, but she doesn't have time!
Thanks to Fang Ling's strong enough power control, the Death Scythe was able to stop almost before hitting Bo Saixi, preventing her from being too seriously injured.
After all, he looks young on the outside, but he is actually over a hundred years old.
There is a saying that a peerless Douluo can live for a thousand years, but that requires transforming into a divine body.
Bo Saixi is the high priest of God and can only reach level ninety-nine at most.
She was also trapped by love, and the source of her life was indeed lost. The power of death can cause great trauma to people who live too long, and they cannot withstand the attack of the magic of death.
The power of death dissipated from the sickle blade.
Even if the power is restrained, there is still a sharp intention that seems to be able to harvest life, raging on the spiritual level, and life and death are not controlled by oneself.
"His Majesty the God of Death is powerful, I am far beyond his ability." Bo Saixi was not at all frightened by this dangerous edge.
She unlocked the martial soul's true form, and the burst of soul power disappeared from her body. Her eyes were full of longing, looking forward to the news about Tang Chen that Fang Ling said.
Amid Bo Saixi's expectation, Fang Ling paused and recalled, "I met Senior Tang Chen in the Killing City."
Bo Saixi frowned slightly: "A city of killing?"
Fang Ling nodded and spoke slowly: "That is the inheritance place of God left after God Shura became a god. The senior fell into it in order to become a god."
Bo Saixi's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, and tears burst out from his eyes: "Tang Chen is also an unparalleled and proud man in the world. With his ability, how is this possible?"
After waiting for decades, she never imagined that she would be waiting for this result.
"Tang Chen is dead?" Two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and Bo Saixi's eyes instantly turned red.
"Dead." Fang Ling confirmed.
"How did he die?" Bo Saixi asked urgently in a hoarse voice with a hint of crying.
"I'll say it slowly, there's no need to rush." Fang Ling raised his hand and pressed it. "All this stems from his wanting to become a god. Why he wants to become a god? You should know the reason very well."
"For the promise between the three of us." Bo Saixi said softly after being silent for a long time.
Fang Ling: "Yes, senior Tang Chen is a stubborn person and has a single-minded mind. At first, he didn't understand the underlying meaning of your agreement. He really thought you wanted him to become a god."
"So for the agreement between the two of you, he traveled across the continent to find the capital of killing."
"He succeeded and successfully found the inheritance of the divine throne."
There was admiration in his eyes, as if he was marveling from the bottom of his heart.
Of course, this is acting. With his superb acting skills, he shows a touch of admiration with a hint of sadness.
His mental power fluctuated slightly, naturally revealing the emotions in Fang Ling's heart.
I really admire him, because Tang Chen's talent is worthy, but the sadness is just fake.
"With his ability, he successfully found the God's throne, but he failed the test?" Bo Saixi continued to ask in a hoarse voice.
Fang Ling's words are like a devil, following and tempting:
"It's almost over. The divine position inherited by Senior Tang Chen is called Shura God, and he has already reached the eighth test of Shura God. As long as he passes the ninth test, he can accept the inheritance of the ninth test and become the new Shura God!"
Bo Saixi's heart was in his throat, and he had already passed the eighth test. How did Tang Chen die?
Fang Ling shook his head, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed:
"It's a pity that I was plotted by the Rakshasa spirit later."
"Both Rakshasa and Shura are gods of killing. The former is an evil god of killing stemming from desires and evil thoughts in people's hearts, while the latter is a pure god of killing who kills for the sake of killing. The two can't stand each other, and the Rakshasa god leaves behind his methods. , want to prevent the descendants of Shura from becoming enlightened.”
"Senior, even though he is unparalleled in talent, he is not as blessed with the gods as I am. How can he avoid the plot from the evil god of murder, the Rakshasa God?"
Bo Saixi understood immediately, with hatred gleaming in his eyes. It turned out to be another god!
No wonder.
"Actually, the Rakshasa spirit alone is fine, and it's not impossible to survive." Fang Ling's words revealed a strong sense of pity.
"While Senior Tang Chen was competing with Rakshasa's spiritual thoughts, he was plotted against by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, the half-million-year-old spiritual beast that was the pet left by God Shura in the human world."
"The blood-red nine-headed bat king took advantage of the situation and parasitized on the senior's body. He wanted to take everything from his senior and become the Shura God!"
"Senior Tang Chen naturally resisted with all his strength and would not allow such a situation to happen to him. He has already reached the eighth test and possesses a half-divine soul. Even with all his resistance, the Blood-red Nine-Headed Bat King cannot devour him."
The story must have ups and downs to attract attention.
At this point, Fang Ling's tone became high-pitched: "Senior, one person can resist the combined power of the Blood-red Nine-Headed Bat King and the Rakshasa Divine Mind at the same time!"
Bo Saixi smiled miserably. Faced with the combined power of a half-million-year-old spiritual soul beast and a Rakshasa divine mind, how could Tang Chen be able to stop it?
To her surprise-
"Senior is really powerful, he really blocked me!"
"The blood-red nine-headed Bat King was unable to swallow the soul of the senior, and the parasitic soul skills were at a stalemate. However, the senior's body was controlled by the Bat King, and he became a bloodthirsty killing king in the killing city."
"All this until I arrived in the Killing City a few years ago." Fang Ling glanced at Bo Saixi and began to make up random things:
"I had the inheritance of the God of Death very early on, and I passed a test in the City of Slaughter. The reward for the test was the evolution of the martial soul."
"The rippling divine power of death during the evolution of the martial soul drew the King of Slaughter closer. Senior Tang Chen's soul wavered, barely breaking through the alternating blockade of parasitic soul skills and Rakshasa spiritual thoughts, and sent me a message."
"He said, 'I don't want the blood-red nine-headed bat king to steal the fruits of victory. I don't want a soul beast to become a god with the help of his body, and use my own 100,000-year-old soul bone in exchange. I hope I can kill him after I succeed in my practice." '! ”
"Can I see that soul bone?" Bo Saixi covered his mouth, closed his eyes, and sighed lowly.
"Just listen to this." Fang Ling said soothingly.
Adaptation is not random editing, drama is not nonsense.
Fang Ling is making up the story based on his own real experience, so that no one will see any flaws and continue to make up the story:
"After I broke through, I thought about the hundred thousand year soul bone. Not long ago, I went to the Killing City again and successfully killed the Bat King. I even helped Senior Tang Chen solve the Rakshasa Divine Sense."
"Senior Tang Chen passed the eighth test of the Shura Divine Exam as a blessing in disguise."
It seemed that his emotions, which had been suppressed for a long time, suddenly surged, and sparks of joy flashed in Bo Saixi's eyes.
Fang Ling gave her a slap in the head:
"It is inevitable that the body of the senior has suffered huge trauma."
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"I have a powerful healing 100,000-year-old soul bone that can regenerate severed limbs. I wanted to treat my senior, but he stopped me."
"It's too late. Bloody Mary in the Killing City contains a chronic toxin. The Bat King has drank too much blood for decades. The chronic toxin has penetrated deep into the bone marrow and there is no cure."
"And parasitism has also caused great trauma to the body. His soul has been riddled with holes under the attack of Rakshasa spiritual thoughts and is about to pass away. I don't want to see you in an ugly posture."
"Tang Chen..." Bo Saixi pursed her lips tightly, tears falling like rain.
The emotions of sadness are revealed, and the surrounding waves are violently undulating, and the whole world seems to be grieving for it.
Fang Ling also felt something. He watched her cry quietly for a while, and when she was extremely depressed, he said, "But, I have a special soul skill."
The word "but" representing a turning point made Bo Saixi concentrate instantly.
Fang Ling: "I have a special soul skill called enslavement, which can bind people's souls and become my undead spirit."
"The undead will inevitably follow me as their master, but the damaged souls among them can be repaired, and even continue to grow, condensing entities through energy."
"This is the only way to survive. After learning about it, Senior Tang Chen took the initiative to turn into a dead spirit and wanted to see you."
A ray of light shot out from Fang Ling's body, a gray-gold light shone, and a majestic and powerful figure appeared in front of Bo Saixi.
His body exudes soul power fluctuations of about ninety levels. He is tall and his original black hair and black eyes have turned into gray gold. He has a handsome appearance and deep eyes, making him look like a middle-aged man.
"Xixi, I'm back."
"I'm sorry, I came back to see you as an undead spirit. Meeting you when I was alive and meeting Fang Ling when I was about to die is the luckiest thing in my life."
Tang Chen smiled heartlessly, laughed and then cried.
"You idiot!" Bo Saixi couldn't control himself with excitement.
Ignoring that Fang Ling was beside him, tears of joy were shed on his face, and he hugged the dead Tang Chen tightly.
The fist hit his back hard, causing cracks in Tang Chen's body. The cracks were repaired again under the influence of the divine power of death.
He coughed twice and quickly stopped:
"Don't use too much force. This undead body is very inconvenient. I am only equivalent to the ninety-level title now. You can smash me to pieces at level ninety-nine. It will take a lot of divine power to condense again."
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Tang Chen is a semi-divine soul, and only with divine power can he gather the dead souls.
So will Tang San's Shura spirit in the future.
Bo Saixi severely reprimanded: "Why did you leave back then, you idiot, don't you know what I mean?"
Tang Chen touched his head:
"I really didn't know it at the time. I only thought of it later when I was in the Killing City. But out of my own pride and man's dignity, even if I understand the meaning of your words, I don't want to break my promise to become a god and return."
"You idiot!" Bo Saixi raised his hand and then put it down. He wanted to hit him but couldn't bear it, so he could only curse fiercely, and then nodded Tang Chen's head.
She couldn't help but tell Tang Chen, she held his hand forcefully and bowed to Fang Ling, her tone full of sincerity: "Thank you, Your Majesty the God of Death, for saving Tang Chen's soul."
"I will do my best to allow Her Royal Highness the Princess to successfully inherit the throne of Poseidon."
Once the goal is achieved, you can get another powerful undead spirit in the future.
So good, so good!
Fang Ling waved her hand: "Just let nature take its course. Don't take care of them. If they are going to fail, you take action."
"Yes." Bo Saixi bowed again to Fang Ling with great respect like a subordinate.
Several people headed towards Poseidon Island together. Tang Chen endured Bo Saixi's scolding, and Fang Ling's lips curled up slightly:
"The undead are not yet able to reproduce. The divine power of death will corrode the human body. Bo Saixi, remember to use the divine power of Poseidon to offset it."
"Ah?" Bo Saixi looked confused, suddenly thought of something, and an indelible blush instantly appeared on his face.
Tang Chen was still laughing at the side, but he held his hands tightly around Bo Saixi's slender waist.
(End of chapter)