Chapter 380 Tang San's death, the end of the war (4200)
The surging divine power of the nine soul rings is condensed into a small Guanyin tear.
As the energy condensed to the extreme is bound to death if the god touches it!
Tang San knew the power of this move well, and had a heart of victory, hoping that it could turn the world around.
However, I never expected that this winning trick would not be able to break Fang Ling's magical outfit!
The pit was repaired instantly. What level of soul bone is your divine equipment transformed into? "There is another last move. After playing your three-legged cat kung fu, you can kill me." Fang Ling signaled him to take action quickly and not waste time.
The calm face was in sharp contrast with Tang San's astonishment.
Hearing this, looking at the expression that never stirred from beginning to end, the resentment and murderous intent in Tang San's eyes continued to boil.
Get dead?
You deserve to die!
Tang San cursed in his heart, and all kinds of dark thoughts came one after another.
Even made him want to give up everything and do whatever he wanted.
At this moment, a sudden burst of pain came from his body, which made Tang San dispel this idea.
The pain starts from the Dantian and spreads along the meridians of the body to every inch of tiny meridians.
If someone can see through his eyes and observe in detail, he can find the beautiful patterns like snowflakes.
It is not naturally generated, but a crack created by powerful force in a short period of time.
The energy contained in the explosion ring that went all out twice in succession was too great.
The Tang San's magical outfit is just a defective product made of garbage, ten thousand years of soul bones.
A divine-level soul bone eight spider spider spear just slightly raised the upper limit of the divine equipment. After average, this improvement will be too weak.
He was not as unique as in his original trajectory, and obtained a body of limb bones of a hundred thousand years and a soul bone of a deep sea demon whale king for nearly one million years.
The divine equipment, like the soul bones attached to the outside, can absorb divine power and grow, but this growth characteristic takes time!
The current Shura divine equipment has almost no increase in Tang San's body.
It's a good thing that his divine body has strong adaptability and strong recovery power, otherwise the meridians will burst into a pool of minced meat in the next second.
Fang Ling took everything into his eyes, glanced at the broken wings and the cracks on Tang San's body surface, and couldn't help but sneer.
"Swish--!"
The faint laughter entered Tang San's ears, and he broke the defense again.
Considering his body and the reason why Fang Ling was willing to let go, and with the idea of killing this dog with the next blow, Tang San turned into a ninja turtle and calmly said, "I still need time to adjust."
As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately healed the trauma in his body without waiting for Fang Ling to answer.
Faced with that interesting gaze, Tang San raised his head proudly like a lump of hob meat.
"Haha." Fang Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, holding the Scythe of the God of Death in one hand, allowing him to recover.
Not long after, the broken patterns healed quickly.
The moment the injury recovered, Tang San moved.
The miserable appearance of blood flowing could not stop the cold breath of blood killing all directions. The sudden burst of bright red divine light suppressed the Death God Realm and contracted sharply.
In an instant, the sky was dyed bloody, Tang San merged into the red light in the sky, and then a giant sword slashed the opponent.
The real power of the Shura Demon Sword, a super artifact, was finally stimulated partly.
The power of a slash seemed to be able to open up the world. The Death God Realm did not play any barrier role, and was shattered by this sharp edge in an instant. "Are you coming?" Fang Ling was not affected by the shattering of the divine realm, and watched the giant sword that merged with Tang San and Shura Blood Sword attack.
The laws of heaven and earth trembled, and the clouds in the sky rolled under the scarlet blood light.
The body and sword are united, and the soul is united. Tang San burned his soul and poured all his divine power into igniting Shura's origin and sending a full blow.
The Shura Demon Sword with a brand new light is enough to compete with the third level god! "Fang Ling! Take your life!" The angry Tang San's voice was as strange as his face.
He has done his best.
Faced with the approaching attack, a bright light flashed in Fang Ling's eyes, and with his hands, the dazzling and luxurious, beautiful Scythe of Death, like a ritual vessel, immediately met.
The gray-gold divine light released by the divine position, the divine intention of death instantly dispelled the bitter red light from the sky.
Fang Ling guessed early in the morning that Tang San's last move would be the Shura Blood Sword that burned everything.
He also guessed the Shattered God's Pose, but he immediately rejected it.
The Qian Renxue in the original trajectory can break the divine position and gain power, which does not mean that Tang San can do it.
The shattering of the divine position can indeed obtain a powerful wave of energy, but Fang Ling's existence has made this divine battle pay attention to several gods.
The Shura God Position is an indispensable and important force in the divine world. They will never let the Shura God Position break!
Moreover, according to Fang Ling's opinion, Tang San is the inherited Shura God position. This resentment and the mixed murderous intent really communicate with the God position and gain the underlying authority?
The undead in the Kingdom of Dead God was already ready to go. At this moment, a steady stream of power poured into Fang Ling's body from the Kingdom of Dead God, and then transformed and harmonized, gathered on the sickle blade.
"Overload! Burning!"
While the powers of time, space, destiny, death and other fusion, a yellow light flashed on Fang Ling's body, the Warrior's realm appeared and disappeared, and the expertise of the two realms was activated.
All powers are stimulated to the maximum extent and are integrated by unparalleled divine thoughts.
The divine power and divine thoughts of death are like firewood, and the endless brilliant divine fire is burning.
Fang Ling's divine body is far stronger than Tang San. In terms of the capacity of divine power in the meridians of the Dantian, or the capacity of divine thoughts in the sea of divine thoughts, it is even more than the combined number of gods of the same level!
To show his respect, he also used the blow-up ring.
No need to say more about the first four god-level soul rings. The seventh-ranked soul true body divine ring and the tenth-ranked death divine ring all turned into gorgeous energy spots and merged into the body, and then gathered on the sickle of the god of death.
Relying on the Kingdom of Dead and three divine cores, the recovery speed is far beyond that of ordinary people. Even the power of many undead spirits in the Kingdom of Dead were called.
This is Fang Ling's strongest state without using the God King-level attack field skill "Death Infinite"!
Can Tang San fight?
Can't fight!
This move has reached the peak of level three gods!
For Tang San, who could only touch the edge of the third level god after using the Shura Demon Sword, it was an extremely powerful power that he could never bear.
Tang San was extremely shocked, and the intention of killing gods was stacked layer by layer, breaking and joining, trying his best to squeeze his own strength, and seeking from the Shura Demon Sword.
At this moment, he heard a righteous shout: "Tang San, the demon outside the domain! I will send you back to the ruins with this move!"
The shining sickle of the god of death swept the clouds in this sky into the sky, and the battlefield collapsed suddenly, and tens of thousands of thunder burst into the cracks of the void that appeared overwhelmed by the force.
The Scythe of the God of Death was like a black hole, attracting all the attention of Tang San.
He was extremely shocked when his identity was pointed out, but under the surging power of the sickle and the sword, Tang San no longer had any chance to speak.
Ding——!
After a crisp sound, there is a shocking roar.
Rumbling——!
The moment the divine power collided, all the laws here were broken.
Even with the heavy weight of Douluo Star, the aftermath of the two's battle left scars that were difficult to heal on the world.
The space was mercilessly defeated, connecting the endless void, as if it was about to turn into a black hole.
Under the huge suction force, whether it is Xingluo City or the barriers of the Wuhun Empire, whether it is plants, soil, or even people, they float towards the sky quickly. "It's such a mess!" Qian Renxue said in surprise, her eyes tightened, and her divine power spread. She used the divine realm to block the suction force with her mother Bibidong.
"Husband, stop the strength!" The holy voice came into Fang Ling's ears through divine power, and she reminded her loudly.
The fierce confrontation between the sun's divine power and the void suction power turned into turbulent waves, squeezing in all directions. The world suffers too much trauma. Under the laws controlled by God, the laws of space are broken and cannot be bridged in a short time.
In the world, only Fang Ling is the best at controlling the power of space, and has had experience in repairing the world. "Don't worry, I know." After hearing Qian Renxue's words, Fang Ling nodded calmly.
The attack that broke the world was mainly his fault, and he also thought of a solution.
The next moment, the three colors intertwined space-time domain wrapped around this fragmented space.
Everything stopped in an instant, and Fang Ling had time to turn his gaze to Tang San.
The battle ended at the beginning.
The third-level god peak hit Tang San, who had just touched the third-level god's edge, and of course it was a crush!
The Shura Demon Sword is a super artifact with a hard texture that can withstand the impact.
But Tang San is just a priest, and he is still a priest whose divine position is restricted and his divine equipment is too cheap!
After the demon sword was knocked away, the sickle would be unable to resist him with one knife and two breaks. The thick soul-retaining chain poked out from the void at the same time. The pointed awl pierced the weak divine body and bound an extremely weak divine power.
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The divine position played an unexpected role, and Tang San's soul was anchored in his body.
He wanted to resist with this, but Fang Ling had become the god of death.
The soul law is specifically aimed at the soul, and the soul-detaining chain is a magical skill. The chain ignores Tang San's weak resistance and pulls out the Shura divine position and the soul together.
The scarlet blood light vents the law of killing, but the power of the law cannot protect Tang San's soul.
The soul-retaining chains were in the eyes of everyone, lifting the Shura soul, which had been dyed dark by the power of resentment, high.
"Shura God Tang San is dead!" Fang Ling announced to the world loudly.
Then he took off Tang San's magical suit in front of everyone, drained the blood from it, and let Tang San's magical corpse fall.
The bright red corpse became shriveled due to the blood being drained, and lost the support of the divine position. Only a few remaining laws protected Tang San's corpse and were no longer able to stop the invasion of the divine power of death.
The whereabouts of the divine corpse gradually slowed down, and a breeze blew, turning into ashes and falling.
The God King Tang San, no corpse died!
The remaining power of the divine body is spread in the soil.
As the place where God buried his bones, there are endless corpses to offer. In countless years, this place will become particularly fertile.
At this time, everything in the Xingluo Empire was silent, so quiet that it seemed that even a needle could be heard falling on the ground.
Yu Xiaogang's expression was already dull when Tang San's soul was pulled out. The gray snowflakes fell, and he subconsciously poked out a hand.
Looking up at the sky, eyes focusing on the snowflakes.
Feeling the light touch of the snowflakes falling on the palm of the hand, and the dust falling between the body and the mouth and nose, Yu Xiaogang, leaning against Liu Erlong's arms, trembled violently. "The mistress has just become a god, how can it be, how can it be!"
He raised his breath, as if he wanted to say something.
But without saying a few words, I started to breathe violently.
It seems that I want to get up, but the injury I was affected just now has not recovered, so I can only move weakly.
Yu Xiaogang's eyes were staring tightly. While gasping, some divine corpse dust entered his mouth and nose and penetrated into his teeth.
He is too old and cannot use his weak soul power and cannot block it.
"Xiaogang, Xiaogang! Don't scare me!" Liu Erlong's voice trembled slightly, and he hurriedly hugged him tightly, "Where is the healing soul master! Where is the healing soul master! Someone here is injured, come and save people!"
If it were usual, the healing soul master had arrived, but no one responded to her now.
Tang San, the only god in the Xingluo Empire, has died, and failure is a foregone conclusion.
Everyone witnessed the Twin Martial Spirit of Shura who passed by like a meteor, and then quickly collapsed.
In a short period of time, they went from losing to suddenly being energetic, and then they were despair of the Shura God after the fall of the fall.
After a series of emotional twists, my heart has dried up and I am at a loss.
Flander glanced at Liu Erlong, sighed, spread his wings and captured a healing soul-based emperor.
When the green light of treatment fell on Yu Xiaogang, his rapid breathing stopped temporarily.
With a hunched over and staring at his muddy eyes, Yu Xiaogang poked out a withered arm in the direction of Fang Ling.
First it became claws, then slowly clenched into fists. The cracked nails could not bear the huge force, and the blood dyed his vicissitudes of palms red.
Two drops of turbid tears flowed from the corner of his eyes, chewing the tasteless embers in his mouth, he howled and swung his fist:
"Miss San——Ah!"
Awakening the martial soul, the abandoned martial soul pig, the innate half-level, the Wuhun Palace embarked on the theoretical path, Bibidong, the Golden Iron Triangle, Liu Erlong, being ridiculed by the world, Notting Academy, Soul Master Competition, Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex extermination, the god-becoming and the speed of light of his disciple Tang San...
Life passes by before his eyes. "Uh--!" Yu Xiaogang let out a long cry, his eyes losing their luster.
He died, after Tang San's fall and hope was shattered.
Tang Xiao was also extremely frustrated, froze in place, with his eyes empty.
The Xingluo Empire fell into silence.
One side of the Wuhun Empire was particularly joking. The soldiers celebrated the end of the war, and the soul masters celebrated each other's unification of the Wuhun Palace.
The titled Douluo came back from his insights into the gods' war and quickly saluted Fang Ling, who had resigned Tang San's soul back.
Bibidong looked at Yu Xiaogang's death and felt the pain, and his heart could not calm down for a long time. "Husband, I finally saw your true awesomeness!" Qian Renxue glanced at her mother, and after sighing, she smiled particularly brightly. "This is the only one?" Fang Ling blinked at her. "It's not serious, it's really what you can say!" Qian Renxue gave Fang Ling a white look, then kissed Fang Ling lightly, and left to receive the Xingluo Empire.
Emperor Xingluo has not given up yet, but that doesn't matter. As an angel god, she will show her divine power.
The blazing flames and holy glory can burn away the stubborn diseases of the Xingluo Empire.
All those who resisted will be her target of authority!
The rules of the God Realm limit that God cannot interfere in the world, but those who have just become God are not included! "Husband, I'm going too." Hu Liena learned in a good manner.
She is a saint and a preparation for the future leader of the Martial Soul Empire, and she cannot be absent from Xingluo's surrender.
After saying goodbye, the two left one after another. Bibidong greeted Fang Ling and immediately flashed towards Xingluo City.
The three of them moved forward together, and the two divine powers made the man from Xingluo kneel down again.
Emperor Xingluo looked pale and chose to commit suicide, not wanting to be the king of the country to be destroyed.
The queen is a daughter of the Zhu family. She can survive, but she chose to commit suicide.
The Grand Duke of Lingmao surrendered to the Wuhun Empire as a representative of the Xingluo Empire because of the Godly Concubine Zhu Zhuqing.
All those who participated in the war in Haotian Sect were killed, including Tang Xiao, Tang Yuehua, several elders, three generations of disciples, Tang Long, Tang Hu, etc.
The rest were let go under Qian Renxue's mercy, and like the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, they had to integrate into the Martial Soul Empire.
The war is over.
(This chapter ends)