I am your natural enemy

Wen Yan had used his authority to look at Momentary Beauty before, and also consulted Cai Heizi. Later, he secretly studied Cai Heizi's situation while he was asleep.

Although the grandmother's offering can add a temporary buff of immortality for 24 hours, this time is not completely fixed, and the speed of time consumption will vary according to the actual situation.

Wen Yan has experimented many times. In extreme cases, it may take more than ten minutes to exhaust the 24-hour time limit.

So Cai Heizi finally became neither alive nor dead, and the situation was weird. The biggest problem was that Cai Heizi used Momentary Beauty at that time and burned out his vitality in one breath.

No matter how extreme this situation is, strictly speaking, it is not the kind of situation where the grandmother's offering cannot take effect.

According to Wen Yan's understanding, Cai Heizi's situation is just on the line, neither up nor down.

In other words, using Momentary Beauty is not a situation where death is inevitable.

After the job change, the accumulation of this stage ended and the accumulation was completed. Wen Yan realized that if he wanted to go further, he could not rely on accumulation.

He needed an outburst, a head-on battle.

The only way to discard the additional things and mobilize all the power he cultivated after changing his job to a cultivator is the Moment of Beauty.

A life-threatening outburst method that he was not qualified to use before.

At this moment, the power in his body was completely mobilized, and all the power that operated on its own was burning and turned into terrible power.

Wen Yan grinned. He had carefully studied for so long, and now he used his most familiar cultivation method. The feeling of dancing on a tightrope, but in control, reappeared in his mind, and he felt at ease.

This is the most fundamental power he cultivated by himself in addition to various abilities and titles.

The energy surrounded his body, his clothes rustled, and his face seemed to be corrected, becoming heroic and extraordinary, with a warm jade light on his face, clear eyes, and shining divine light.

The muscles continued to bulge, and after reaching a certain degree, they turned into a tense state. The body density, which was far beyond that of ordinary people, was strengthened again at this moment.

When the heart beats, it is like beating a drum, and when the blood pumps, it also has a faint sense of galloping.

And all the power keeps bursting out, but it keeps gathering inward, and there is a faint white steam rising above the head.

Wen Yan took a breath, and the air wave suddenly spreads to the surroundings.

The huge monster that just condensed its body shook its head, and a black and purple energy ball condensed between the four long horns.

On the surface of the energy ball, twisted faces kept appearing, with strong resentment and yin energy, mixed with twisted and polluted soul power.

As the huge monster grinned, the weird energy ball flashed slightly and disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, the energy ball suddenly appeared in front of Wen Yan.

Wen Yan twisted his waist and kicked out, kicking the energy ball to explode on the spot.

A ball of flames, which transitioned from dark blue to red gold from inside to outside, exploded inside the exploded energy ball, and the raging fire suddenly burned.

The huge broken souls inside, mixed with resentment, kept wailing in the flames.

Wen Yan thought and turned on the external speaker function of his mobile phone, and the scriptures for salvation sounded here.

In Wen Yan's arms, the rope that had been hanging honestly, felt the monstrous resentment outside, as if provoked, and became furious.

It was so resentful, and it was all honest here with Wen Yan, and there was actually another huge resentment that dared to show its teeth here.

Wen Yan just asked the rope to be honest, and don't release resentment randomly, so it's okay to absorb it in, right?

The huge resentment around turned into a whirlwind and quickly poured into Wen Yan's arms.

The purgatory illusion that had just appeared around him dimmed rapidly.

Wen Yan looked at his fist. If it was Cai Heizi, he would have received the opponent's attack, squeezed it into a ball, and then used the force to counter the opponent's force and stuffed it into the opponent's mouth.

He was not suitable for this kind of particularly technical fighting style, so it was better to be simple and rough.

Wen Yan took a step and instantly appeared at the feet of the huge monster. He twisted his waist, his arms suddenly bulged and thickened, and punched the opponent below the knee.

With a click, one of the troll's legs arched back and was directly shattered.

Wen Yan took advantage of the force and stepped forward, crushing one of the troll's hip bones. After flying into the air, Wen Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the Chunjun mace fell into his hand.

In an instant, the Chunjun mace turned into a big sun of more than four or five meters in size, and this was still the state without the blessing of the violent sun.

It was purely the result of Wen Yan's burst of power at this moment.

Wen Yan's face was as gloomy as water, and he struck down, rushing straight into the face of the troll.

But the next moment, the troll's body quickly dissipated like a phantom, and behind Wen Yan, a similarly huge monster figure quickly solidified.

The giant monster smiled and revealed two rows of interlaced sharp teeth, and two blood lights gathered in his eyes. When Wen Yan suddenly exerted his strength to the limit and could not retract his strength, the blood light spurted out and hit Wen Yan's back.

But at the moment when the blood light spurted out, Wen Yan's figure flashed, disappeared from the original place, and appeared on the head of the giant monster, with a huge force wrapped around it, from top to bottom, hitting the face of the giant monster.

The two evil blood lights that had just been sprayed out were directly blocked on the face of the giant monster.

The violent explosion, accompanied by surging flames, burned rapidly here.

The huge monster, with its huge body, suddenly fell down, with its back head on the ground, and a big sun fell on its face, constantly hitting its head, and the face was constantly collapsing and dissipating under the scorching heat.

When the strength was exhausted, Wen Yan suddenly jumped up, and the next moment, the two hands of the huge monster, wrapped in huge force, slapped the place where Wen Yan had just stood, and the air made an explosion sound.

Wen Yan stood not far away, looking at the huge monster with only half of its head left on the ground, and a prompt appeared in front of him.

"Demon xxx."

"The demon who revived in purgatory had colluded with the necromancer long ago.

The demon regarded the necromancer as a bridge to the world, and the necromancer regarded him as one of his backups.

Now, the necromancer, who had lost everything, lost his backers, and was abandoned by his allies, came here.

He prepared more than 3,000 remains and the summoning array here.

Today, he finally began to summon this demon."

"Long preparations and decisive sacrifices allowed this demon to initially solidify in the world. Gathered the real body.

His real body has some immortal characteristics, which will continue to increase with strength.

Even though the real body at this moment may be destroyed by some methods.

As a demon god, he will only be expelled and fall back into purgatory. "

"Temporary ability: Calling."

"Calling: You can call the devil/demon that is connected to you in the way you want."

Wen Yan just took a look and saw that the head of the huge demon had disappeared for most of the time, and it was still recovering rapidly. The headless huge demon was still able to move.

His speed was getting faster and faster, the speed of the power burning in his body was accelerating, and the momentum and pressure on his body were also constantly rising.

In the huge underground space, a low humming sound sounded, and an unknown language sounded in the chest of the demon god. The strange and weird tone echoed here and resonated.

The opponent's speed was getting faster and faster, and the strength was getting stronger and stronger. Wen Yan held the Chunjun mace and turned into a big sun, and collided with the opponent head-on. The more he touched, the stronger the flames burning in his eyes became.

As the pressure gradually increased, he felt that the speed of his practice was also accelerating.

Another big sun fell, and the demon's head completely disappeared. The huge sun fell from his neck, like a red-hot iron ball, falling continuously along the foam board and slowly falling into his chest.

The evil whispers and the echoing force suddenly surged.

Wen Yan was sprayed out, and some strange runes began to emerge on the surrounding stone walls. The black oil rolled under his feet, like a mirror, reflecting the purgatory on the other side.

Wen Yan rubbed his head, and he felt a little dizzy just now.

Just now, there was something evil that tried to attack his soul, and that power seemed to affect his consciousness a little bit.

Wen Yan felt the power in his body, and the experiment was almost done.

He thought about it and blessed himself with a violent sun. After a slight pause, he blessed the Chunjun mace with a violent sun.

The bracelet on his wrist changed its appearance and gradually turned into something like a hilt, which was put on Wen Yan's hand.

At first glance, it looked like a ferocious dragon head, with its mouth opened to 180 degrees, biting a burning fireball that was ten meters long.

The fireball was red-gold, mixed with dark blue, and gradually, all the colors mixed together and turned into a purple sun.

Wen Yan flashed and appeared above the demon god's head. The sun fell and landed on him, pressing him down continuously.

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His body was constantly burned by the purple sun, evaporating rapidly.

When Wen Yan held the sun in his hand and completely evaporated his true body, the sun fell on the black oil on the ground, and a huge monster with four horns on his head suddenly appeared in the dark shadow on the ground and in the reflected purgatory.

It was as if he had suddenly fallen on the other side of the mirror.

The huge monster roared, shocked and angry. He stretched out his hand, as if crossing the mirror, pulling the falling sun. The surrounding black oil quickly rolled back to the middle, bringing the sun into it.

"Want to pull me into purgatory? Do you think I haven't been there?"

At the moment of crossing the boundary, the mark on the stone door of the skeleton dog suddenly lit up.

The power of the demon god was borrowed by Wen Yan, and all the black oil was borrowed by Wen Yan.

He did not stop this pulling force, but stepped on the accelerator hard.

Under the black oil, the reflected purgatory scene suddenly turned into a falling abyss with the flashing runes and the burst of Wen Yan's power.

The huge monster pulled the sun down, and after noticing the change, it was too late to leave.

When the sun was halfway across, the gray cloth had already merged with the power of the sun and crossed over.

The demon god who actively pulled the sun down was wrapped in a gray cloth that was getting stronger and stronger, and stuck closely to the sun.

The environment under the demon god's feet also began to change. As the sun crossed the boundary, Wen Yan also crossed the boundary.

The demon god embraced the sun and continued to fall with Wen Yan.

In the dark void, only the light of the sun remained. After falling for a while, a gray world suddenly appeared below.

On the ground, countless bones gathered into an endless ocean.

The demon god was shocked and terrified.

As a demon god, even if his true body appears in the world, he can still have some immortality.

In Purgatory, he is immortal and can only be sealed.

And the Sea of ​​the Dead, in this context, is naturally not considered Purgatory.

Because demon gods and gods have died here before.

The rules of this world are different.

The demon god's huge body fell on a mountain of skulls, smashed it, and the bones exploded in all directions.

"Wait a minute, we can talk..."

This demon god, whose name Wen Yan didn't know, was finally a little scared.

His back cracked, and the necromancer just now vomited him out and fell into a pile of bones.

Wen Yan frowned slightly, looking at the body of the demon god that was constantly injured and recovered, and knew that he couldn't kill this guy with ordinary methods.

"Don't you want my soul?"

"No, no, no, this is a misunderstanding. It's that bold necromancer who wants to sacrifice your soul to me.

Someone spread the news that you can get out of the Sea of ​​Undead, which is very wrong.

I didn't take the initiative to ask for it."

Wen Yan was about to summon his own soul and decided to feed his son a big one.

But after thinking about it, this demon god probably has no soul, and his son may not be able to eat it.

And this guy is here, almost immortal, and after a thought, he threw a small box out.

At the moment of throwing it out, Wen Yan stretched out his hand and grabbed a mask in his hand, and put it on his face.

In an instant, the box that turned into a residual shadow and flew backwards suddenly exploded, and a large number of fragments of iron flew out.

Resonating with each other, they instantly broke the sound barrier and rushed straight to Wen Yan.

Dou! Duu! Duu!

A series of dense and dull sounds rang out, and all the fragments of iron were directly inserted into the back and back of the demon god's head.

The moment Wen Yan threw the box, the gray cloth was frightened and let go of the demon.

The demon had no time to dodge, and the broken iron pieces all sank into his body.

After entering his body, it was blocked, and resonance began to spread between the broken iron pieces, and the power began to rise continuously, trying to break through the obstruction of the demon and kill Wen Yan, who was wearing a mask in front of him.

Wen Yan retreated quickly and was far away.

The demon looked at his chest with a trace of incredible fear in his eyes.

"This... what is this..."

He stood in the sea of ​​skeletons, and his strength was being rapidly eroded, and his status seemed to be pulverized.

A few hundred meters away, Wen Yan stood on the top of a mountain of skeletons, his eyelids twitching wildly.

Throw too much.

When he saw that some gray began to appear on the demon's chest, he decisively took off the mask.

The moment he took off the mask, he saw that the surrounding environment was constantly changing, and even the sea of ​​​​undead souls could not suppress this change.

He saw a thin Taoist wearing a torn Taoist robe.

The Taoist held a sword in one hand and shouted softly.

"Please go to die."