The Plane Lottery System of the Pantheon

Duan Hong didn't care how much Zhang Chen had comprehended. Since Zhang Chen knew this move, he must remember something in his memory. As long as Duan Hong absorbed Zhang Chen's soul, he would know it naturally.

Duan Hong thought of this and waved his hand gently. A dozen deep red spiritual tentacles suddenly stretched out from Zhang Chen's sea of ​​consciousness.

Under Duan Hong's control, these tentacles directly inserted into Zhang Chen's soul.

Duan Hong looked at Zhang Chen's soul again with some greed, and laughed, "Your luck is simply against the sky, but no matter whether it is the immortal soul or the power of rules, it belongs to me now!"

Then Duan Hong began to operate the skills, and the blood-red spiritual energy instantly seemed to turn into pipelines, constantly extracting something from Zhang Chen's soul and transmitting it to Duan Hong's soul.

In the meantime, the imperceptible black light also entered Duan Hong's body along with the blood-red spiritual energy.

Zhang Chen's consciousness was immersed in a dead silence and sadness. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain coming from his mind, and Zhang Chen's consciousness suddenly became clear.

Then Zhang Chen saw Duan Hong using some kind of skill to absorb his soul. Every time he absorbed, his soul would become weaker, and Zhang Chen would feel a heart-wrenching pain.

"Get out of my mind!"

Zhang Chen couldn't stand this pain, so he directly urged his sword to chop at Duan Hong.

Duan Hong was surprised to see that Zhang Chen could still attack.

Ordinary people would have no power to resist at this time, but this ant was like a freak. He was obviously exhausted before, but his soul could still attack.

What Duan Hong didn't know was that Zhang Chen's soul had been nourished by the golden mist in the Xuanyuan Sword. Even if his soul had not reached the level of immortal soul at this time, it was very close, so Zhang Chen was different from ordinary people.

Duan Hong saw the sword coming, and immediately interrupted the skill and hid to the side.

Duan Hong was not afraid of this sword intent. What Duan Hong was worried about was the rhyme of the power of rules on the sword intent.

Although there was only a trace of this sword intent, Duan Hong still did not dare to be careless. After all, the power of rules mastered by this ant was not ordinary. Duan Hong was really afraid of what would happen.

Duan Hong dodged to the side, and the technique was temporarily interrupted.

Zhang Chen's soul panted and held the small sword condensed by the sword intent, looking at Duan Hong's soul in his sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, Zhang Chen felt even weaker. Although Duan Hong only absorbed it for a short time, Zhang Chen felt it and found that at least 20% of the energy in his soul was absorbed by Duan Hong.

"Don't struggle. Look at your current state. You should know that the final result will be the same no matter what. Why suffer again?"

Duan Hong looked at Zhang Chen and couldn't help but enlighten him.

Duan Hong didn't dare to fight Zhang Chen now. On the one hand, Zhang Chen's sword intent was stained with a trace of rule power. On the other hand, it was because the previous skills had already started to work. There couldn't be any big accidents at this moment, otherwise, the final effect would be greatly reduced.

Just when Duan Hong was about to continue to persuade Zhang Chen, he suddenly felt a sense of weakness from the depths of his soul.

Duan Hong was shocked and immediately began to check his soul.

This look almost scared Duan Hong silly.

In Duan Hong's body, streams of black light were constantly pouring out. These black lights were originally just a little, but as time went by, they actually showed geometric growth. So far, nearly 10% of Duan Hong's soul has been completely swallowed by the black light. Duan Hong couldn't feel the swallowed soul at all. Duan Hong even had a hunch that the souls swallowed by the black light would never come back again.

After Duan Hong discovered the situation in his body, he immediately looked at Zhang Chen with anger, "What did you do!"

Zhang Chen was originally ready to fight Duan Hong, but suddenly Duan Hong's face changed, and then he asked Zhang Chen what he did. Zhang Chen was dumbfounded.

Are you kidding me? What you did to me is almost the same, what can I do to you? Are you stupid?

Zhang Chen looked at Duan Hong like a fool, without saying anything, but Duan Hong couldn't help it.

The progress of the black light was too fast, and Duan Hong's Yuanshen alone was beginning to be unable to suppress it. Duan Hong had to return to his body quickly, otherwise, the Yuanshen would be swallowed up sooner or later. At that time, even the gods could not save him.

Duan Hong looked at Zhang Chen fiercely and withdrew directly from Zhang Chen's sea of ​​consciousness.

Although Zhang Chen didn't know what happened to Duan Hong, it was a good thing for Zhang Chen that Duan Hong left the sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhang Chen, who was relieved, began to check his Yuanshen.

The feeling of death came out of nowhere. Zhang Chen was still a little scared when he recalled it. The feeling was too terrible. It was as if the whole world had abandoned him. He had no desire to live. If it weren't for Duan Hong, Zhang Chen might have been stuck in this feeling and waited for death silently.

So Zhang Chen felt that something must have gone wrong with him and began to check in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Zhang Chen immediately found the black lights that appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The feeling of death to Zhang Chen was exactly the same as the feeling of death. Zhang Chen tried to use his spiritual energy to force the black lights out, but found that he had no way to do it.

These black lights could not be driven out by Zhang Chen's means. Zhang Chen even found that these black lights were constantly increasing. Although the speed was very slow, they were indeed increasing.

Duan Hong came out of Zhang Chen's sea of ​​consciousness, put Zhang Chen down immediately, and instantly moved away from Zhang Chen.

The black light spread too fast in Duan Hong's body. Almost as soon as Duan Hong entered his body, the black light followed him like a shadow.

Duan Hong found that he had no way to sense the black light wherever it spread. Even with his cultivation, it only played a slight suppressive role.

Duan Hong could no longer care about Zhang Chen.

He sat cross-legged in the void and began to use his power to resist.

Old Tianxie didn't know the inside story. He just saw Duan Hong go over and pinch Zhang Chen's neck, but he suddenly let go after a while and started meditating in the void.

Old Tianxie looked at Duan Hong and found something wrong at once. Duan Hong, who was originally very strong, had a faint black air on his face.

Duan Hong's actions successfully attracted everyone present.

Everyone couldn't figure out what Duan Hong was doing.

In this situation, the three ants on the opposite side have completely lost their resistance. Each of them is floating freely in the void. Finally, someone can't bear it anymore.