Chapter 377 Fang Ling came here to visit
"Fang Ling!"
Tang San shouted loudly, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
The cold sweat visible to the naked eye winds down the bloodstains in the eyebrows, reflecting a strange cold light on the white face.
Fang Ling: "Hmm? What are you naming a dog?"
Tang San was angry and scolded: "How could you be here? The Shura Temple is sacred and solemn, how can you let it go!"
Thinking is indeed limited, but he also understood that all inheritance process must be under the control of Shura God. .
How could Fang Ling, a completely irrelevant god, appear?
It's really incredible!
"You invited me, didn't you?"
Staring at Tang San, who was a little panicked in front of him, a mysterious smile appeared on Fang Ling's face.
Tang San was still puzzled.
But Fang Ling is telling the truth.
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Time goes forward for half an hour, and Tang San just enters the Soul Refining Level.
After resisting for a while, he could not withstand the strength of the two levels of ice and fire in the soul refining test. When he was about to die, an illusion suddenly appeared in front of him.
The illusion comes from the thought of Shura God trying to reduce the hatred in Tang San's mind.
Don't want to create too much and lose the original intention and fail to achieve the effect, try your best to be the most realistic.
The idea is good. If the Shura God realizes it, it can really achieve its goal.
It can be shaped too realistically, coupled with Tang San's hatred call, and another person received the message.
The extreme north is the Snow Emperor Palace.
The two jade bodies are horizontally (no, cut off) Xuedi condenses the second soul core perfectly and is proficient in using the corresponding space skills.
The Ice Emperor next to him just began to condense the second soul core.
Fang Ling was guarding her and suddenly heard a malicious call.
The characteristic of fate "whatever says it will be known" brought the call into his ears. He was curious who could give birth to such hatred, perceive it carefully, and then move his eyebrows and eyes.
"Huh?"
"What's wrong?" Emperor Xue was alarmed, and his gentle and elegant eyes were cast. "Is something wrong?" The Ice Emperor who was condensing his soul core was also alarmed and gave out a trace of attention.
But with Fang Ling, the god of death, is just a soul core, right?
She was just confused, not a trace of fear.
Fang Ling shook his head and said mysteriously: "No, I feel that there is fun calling me."
"...Why should I stop first?" The Bing Emperor's eyes flashed slightly, and he spoke actively, asking for help. Leave time out. "No need, I just need to pay attention to it. What a simple thing to condense the soul core, you can do yours." Fang Ling smiled and began to act as the two of them thought.
The call just now comes from the web of destiny, full of hatred, but it is extremely weak.
It seems that there are layers of space, and it comes from an illusory place that looks real and illusory.
When Fang Ling split a ray of mind, he wanted to distinguish carefully, but he couldn't see anything clearly.
This situation is extremely rare!
Fang Ling became interested and almost finished saying hello to the Bing Emperor, he concentrated all his computing power, and then forcibly improved his thinking and spirit to the maximum.
After leaving a small part as the guarantee of the Ice Emperor's dual soul core, most of the remaining ones are used to search for the direction and source of the call on the Internet of Destiny.
There is a constant stream of hatred flowing towards Fang Ling. Although the meaning is faint, it is extremely deep and continuous, and it also reveals a divine breath.
During Qian Renxue's transformation of the soul master to the gods throughout the whole process, Fang Ling had a deep understanding of this, and no matter how simple the obstruction was, he could not escape his eyes.
In this world, only Tang San and Bibi Dong are undergoing the God-Test.
Fang Ling can never think of anyone else if he has this kind of hatred.
It can only be Tang San!
Bibi Dong is also inheriting the Rakshasa God position, but Fang Ling and she do not have much deep hatred, but just a stern advice.
Because of Nana and Xueer, she could at most come out to challenge Fang Ling, and then she was beaten to regain her sanity again.
Following the direction of this hatred and relying on skillful control of fate, Fang Ling found the corresponding position without any effort.
As expected, this line of destiny moved all the way to the semi-plane world controlled by the Shura God, the capital of Killing.
I also went deep into the road of hell and went straight to the Shura Temple protected by Shura divine power in the deepest!
Fang Ling needs Tang San to become a god, give up the idea of direct attack, and choose to assault from the direction of fate.
The call comes from the web of destiny, so you can naturally follow this connection and pursue it in reverse.
The Shura God set up a relevant barrier of fate and added a lock, but Fang Ling said that was nothing.
There is no god of fate in the divine world. The Shura God relies on the authority of the divine king and the study of the power of fate in the divine world center, and cannot keep up with Fang Ling's destiny bones integrated into the divine suit.
There is no auspicious beast in this world that is one million years old!
Tang San is the son of artificial destiny. Destiny was forcibly granted by the Shura God. From him, you can see the clumsy control of the fate of the Shura God.
The power of fate blocking the Shura Temple is quite high, but for Fang Ling, it is just a stack without a trace of beauty, or even a shaky dangerous building!
Use the power to fight the power, use cleverness to break the defense... Use the control of fate that is so wonderful that it reaches the peak of the hair to break into the weakest point, Fang Ling taught a lesson to the Shura God who wanted to block him.
The pride and open breakthroughs through layers of barriers and forcibly enter!
It seems real and illusory, illusory... Compared with Qian Renxue's process of becoming a god, people realize the reason almost instantly.
Tang San is undergoing the test of soul refining!
This was filled with malice calls from the illusion he faced.
An idea emerged in my heart, and a wisp of consciousness squeezed the Shura God down in front of the Shura God in accordance with the guidance of fate.
The real illusion provides the greatest convenience. Relying on the Avenue of Death, Fang Ling replaced him in the illusion.
Then the scene happened just now - with one hand, a full-strength hammer under Tang San's explosion ring!
Shura God was shocked, and Tang San, as the person involved, was extremely shocked.
"I didn't invite you, and... this is my inheritance temple!" He looked fierce, as if he wanted to reason with Fang Ling.
"Haha~" Fang Ling just chuckled high and said calmly in the trembling of Tang San's calf muscles, "You are so big, you still look like an innocent child."
Angrying by his attitude of treating a child, Tang San was extremely angry and stopped under his cold eyes and strong pressure.
I can't beat it, I've tried it just now.
When I become a god, I will talk to you again!
The inheritance of the divine position is crucial. This is the Shura Temple. The Shura God must always pay attention to it and will not let Fang Ling's little haired god show off.
Thinking calmly for a moment, the light of hatred in Tang San's eyes dimmed a little: "You don't want to kill me, why are you here?"
He thought about the gray and golden light he had just seen just now From the entire process of attack being easily taken, no invitation was issued. "You are summoning me!" Fang Ling corrected it without explaining much. He sneered and then found out that he had a dagger. "There is no other purpose, I'm just here to beat you up!"
He wanted to do more.
However, it only squeezed out the control of Shura God over his illusion and gained a little authority in the illusion.
The entire illusion is still under the control of the Shura God.
This was constructed by Shura's divine power. Fang Ling could not seize control and could not make out other illusions, so he extinguished the idea of using the habits of the Tang family to humiliate him hard.
He thought to create a few apes, and the big wild boar came to enjoy Tang San.
The words came into Tang San'er, and his face twitched: "Want to beat me? Then you bastard, come and try it!"
As he said that, he shook the hammer in his hand and used the blow-up ring again.
This time, six soul rings exploded together!
The result was not unexpected. The Shura God could not squeeze Fang Ling out of Tang San's dream, nor could he change the data after Fang Ling's consciousness came.
Even if the soul ring is constantly reappearing by cheating, Tang San can still use the bomb ring to make him win even in a battle.
Even the upper hand is a luxury.
The Shura God had no choice but to change the terrain. Fang Ling worked a little hard, relying on the soul law to search, and then continued to be cruel and insane after finding it.
The Shura God has increased the fighting power of Tang San in the illusion, but he cannot fight against Fang Ling, who is based on reality and has the bones of the law.
No matter how powerful the voice is and how grand the momentum is, it only slightly slows down the pace of death.
Shura has no way to stop the process of soul refining.
If you cannot achieve success in one go, that is, the middle way will collapse!
He could only watch Tang San's hatred stacking deeper and deeper.
Watching Tang San died no less than forty times using various methods of death, leaving an invincible impression. Fang Ling finally stepped on his timid head and exited the illusion with a smile.
"Garbage, pure waste!"
The harsh words echoed in Tang San's ears. Fang Ling glanced at Shura's unstable smile, and called the soul law to help Tang San quickly passed the soul refining level.
At the price...there is a secret trick left on the soul.
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By the way, the same is true for the artificial luck full of loopholes.
Everyone has come, I have to leave something behind.
After thinking about it, Fang Ling also engraved the six big words "Fang Ling is here to visit" on Tang San's soul.
This move will reveal his actions, however, it doesn't matter if the Shura God sees it.
No soul law, no exquisite control of fate, want to untie it?
That is to pull out a handful of radishes and carry mud.
The rough man who practices the law of killing will have a big dream, just use his strength to strengthen his palms!
If it were the Sea God, it might be OK.
After greeting Shura God, Fang Ling happily withdrew from the illusion.
He continued to help the Ice Emperor condense the second soul core. In the Shura Temple, Tang San looked up at the sky and opened his eyes dizzyly.
Looking at the scarlet hall in front of me, the sea of spirit was spinning, holding back the desire to vomit, and his eyes were as dark as ink, without any blood.
"Fang-Ling--!"
He spat out two words that seemed to be more than ten thousand pounds and were imprinted on his soul, and then the power on his body was completely out of control. The rampage.
Every time death is filled with hatred, Tang San now only has one thought in his mind: "Kill this dog thing Fang Ling!"
Shura God saw his descendant's pupils that had become dark as dark as ink, dark, A long sigh.
The god position can continue to be transmitted in the future, and there is no way to hate this hatred.
He shook his head and used his divine thoughts to check the results of Tang San's soul refining. He noticed the six big words that were shining with golden light, as dazzling as the sun.
The expression was strange and dull for a moment before he said strangely: "Damn, I really know how to play!"
The Shura God discovered that Tang San's soul was different, but he did not find where it originated. The artificial fate seemed to have changed, but he did not see it either. "What can I do?" Evil pointed his chin and asked.
The Shura God's expression has not become as many as it has become in the past year. The evil is really curious, and his heart is like a cat scratching it, it feels very itchy. "Anyway, I'm leaving, and there's nothing to hide." The voice of destruction was still cold.
The Shura God looked around and shared this small memory with the other four gods.
"Puchi!"
Evil could no longer help laughing, pulled away the kind-hearted hand that bound his mouth, patted his thigh, and was overjoyed: "Good boy, it's so bad!"
Destroy looked at it The speechless expression of the Asura God in his eyes was also smiling secretly in his heart.
The kind God King rarely laughs out loud. The god world is boring. This God King of Death is interesting.
Only the God of Life King showed his unbearable expression.
Of course, all this has nothing to do with Tang San.
He had been sorting out for a long time with the help of Shura Blood Fire before he restrained his murderous intent, restrained his whole body's strength, and said with a grim expression: "Continue."
The Shura God Reminder: "Restrain your murderous thoughts and want to take revenge, you must become a god!"
"Yes! Tang San remember!" Tang San took a breath. "Next is the magical outfit." Shura was slightly silent, looking at the overflowing evil thoughts, and quickly removed Tang Sanyi's soul bone.
The ten thousand-year-old soul bone is garbage in Fang Ling's eyes, and in the eyes of the Shura God, except for the god-level external soul bones, the eight spider spears with a little effort, everything else melted instantly.
It is not as troublesome as Qian Renxue and Fang Ling's magical equipment transformation.
Tang San continued to integrate his magical equipment with strong hatred.
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Fang Ling helped the Ice Emperor condense the second soul core and went to the front line.
Children are in a hurry to have a love affair, and the soul will not be abandoned in vain.
You can stay in Douluo Continent for a hundred years, but there are not many opportunities to obtain undead on a large scale like this.
After becoming a god, he could only get one million points a year, which is too little.
If you want to avoid spending time in your later practice, you can only rely on your faith point.
In the quiet waiting, time passes like water.
A few days later, the scarlet light column suddenly tore through the clouds, and the viscous murderous aura condensed into bloody rain.
With a burst of resentment and anger that was extremely surging, the Dark Red Demon Armor came through the sky with overwhelming resentment.
The real cold murderous aura was swirling with the gods, and the aura was indeed extraordinary.
Only, those dark eyes are so outrageous no matter how you look at it.
"Is this thing a pure God of Killing Shura?" Qian Renxue's eyes moved away from Xingluo City not far away.
This breath is wrong!
It actually feels the same as the mother's Rakshasa god.
The undead Qiandaoliu was also alarmed and landed next to his granddaughter.
After observing for a long time, he wondered: "How can I feel like the scent of this decadent and sinful smell of Rakshasa in your mother?"
"Xiao Ling, tell me."
"Well..." Fang Ling pondered for a moment and chuckled, "It's probably because I humiliated Tang San too hard." "I've been deeply involved in his process of becoming a god~." "Can this work?" Dugu Yan looked surprised.
The other women also showed curious expressions.
The moment the heaven and earth change color and the light pillar soars into the sky, they teleport out of the Kingdom of Death.
The magical war is about to start, and you cannot miss this unique opportunity to watch the battle. "Why can't it work?" Fang Ling asked back and explained the process in detail.
The few people were so funny that they laughed. "What a 'Fang Ling's trip here'!" Qian Renxue clapped and clapped.
Looking at the blood shadow approaching from afar, I felt like a clown.
(This chapter ends)