Weird And Hard To Kill? Sorry, I'm The Real Immortal

"It seems that my requirements for S-level are still too high."

The disappointment in Fang Xiu's eyes deeply hurt Jing Gui's fragile heart.

"Bastard! How dare you look down on me! The domain is unfolding. Infernal hell!" Jing Gui disagreed and directly opened the domain.

boom!

The dark light of the soul surged from his body, and the endless black fire rose, turning into a trick mask and black fire wings, silver hair like a waterfall, and blood in his right eye.

The next moment, the sky shook, and the void shook.

Above the sky, a round of huge blood-colored eyes rose slowly.

Under the radiance of blood, endless black fire burned the earth and spread wildly, and in this endless black fire, a terrifying phantom of hell rose from the ground and slowly took shape.

There are billions of strange shadows inside, screaming silently, endless instruments of torture, mountains of knives and seas of fire, hanging with silver ropes, millstones of flesh and blood, bridges of souls, mountains of corpses and seas of blood...

The powerful power brought by the Infernal Hell made Jing Gui regain a bit of confidence: "Let's feel your own power!"

Jing Gui stood in the depths of Infernal Hell, with a ferocious face, arrogant.

Lin Ye, who was behind Fang Xiu, had withdrawn his right hand in embarrassment, looking at the hellish scene around him in horror, the terrifying aura that was almost substantive penetrated into his body, making him tremble uncontrollably .

It was an instinctive tremor of the body.

Is this the true power of the prophet?

So strong!

At this time, the disappointment on Fang Xiu's face became more intense, and he even shook his head.

He stretched out his hand to touch the endless black flames in the Infernal Hell, letting his palms be scorched black, but said in disappointment: "It's nothing but appearances."

He looked into the depths of Hell again, but couldn't see the familiar phantom, and shook his head again: "It makes people laugh."

Like a picky gourmet, he was reviewing the delicacies prepared by a third-rate chef. He couldn't help but spit out the dishes after taking a bite.

There is no breath of time regression in the endless hell.

"What rubbish."

"Perhaps, I shouldn't have high expectations of you."

Fang Xiu had already infinitely overestimated the strength of the S-rank Jinggui, but he didn't expect that in the end, it would make people laugh so much, like a mere imitation.

Not to mention the weakening of the power of the Black Flame, there are no phantoms of ghostly gods, no laws of angels, and no time retrogression. Can this also be called endless hell? It's better to call Youjian Inn, after all, the environment looks quite comfortable.

Jing Gui trembled with anger from Fang Xiu's comment: "Stop putting on an air there, die to me!"

The next moment, the black flame surged like a volcanic eruption, and the gleaming silver rope came out like a poisonous snake. During this period, there were dense and strange phantoms swarming up.

In just an instant, the terrifying attacks were overwhelming, almost drowning Fang Xiu, and Lin Ye behind him was already extremely shocked.

Lin Ye could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in these hundreds of millions of attacks, and if any one of them fell on him, he would definitely die.

At this time, Fang Xiu's calm voice sounded: "Forget it, let me show you what the real endless hell is.

The field expands. The endless hell. "

boom!

The ghostly Infernal Hell was directly shattered, replaced by the breathtaking black flames, the deceitful ravings filling the world, and two bright moons hanging above the head, one silver and one red.

The Infernal Hell is the embodiment of Fang Xiu's full power, so when he has the angel's law, the Infernal Hell will also have a corresponding embodiment.

Fang Xiu stands in the depths of Hell, surrounded by ghostly gods, and his glamorous wife stands beside him, like the master of ghostly gods.

"No...that's impossible!" Jing Gui yelled wildly, his eyes full of disbelief: "I copied you, why are you so much stronger than me!?"

"It seems that your replication limit is level five." Fang Xiu said calmly.

"My replication limit is the fifth order, but aren't you the fifth order?"

Fang Xiu lightly shook his head: "Summer insects are beyond words.

I'll give you one last chance, if you can reproduce a work that satisfies me, you may die less painfully. "

"Bastard!" Jing Gui was furious instantly, and his S-level dignity was ruthlessly trampled on. A dazzling red light suddenly burst out from his body, covering Fang Xiu and the Infernal Hell, trying to replicate a perfect one.

However, his strength was consumed rapidly, his aura became weaker and weaker, but the look of despair on his face became stronger and stronger.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Why do you have so much power beyond the fifth level!"

"Is this your last words?" A light of pain emerged from Fang Xiu's palm, distorting the surrounding light like a black hole.

"No! I don't believe it!!" Jing Gui roared wildly.

Right at this moment, swish!

A palm protruded from Fang Xiu's chest, dripping with blood, and the owner of this palm was Lin Ye!

Lin Ye looked at the blood hole on Fang Xiu's body tremblingly, and withdrew his hand abruptly.

"No...not me, my body is out of control!"

At this moment, he was a little bit collapsed, just now, a powerful force suddenly surged out of his body, and then he was out of control.

"Hahaha..." Jingyou laughed wildly: "You have tricked Fang Xiu!

You thought I was duplicating your domain just now? In fact, I was transferring power, most of it to Jing Nu Lin Ye.

His ability to awaken is a dead line, and he will die if he touches it!

With my strength and his ability, you will definitely die! "

Fang Xiu didn't move at all, the expression on his face remained calm.

Lin Ye, on the other hand, knelt down at Fang Xiu's feet like a collapse.

Ever since Fang Xiu revived everyone, he knew that the prophet would always be that prophet, and he had wrongly blamed him.

He was already ashamed, but at this moment he was being used by Jing Gui to attack his idol. This kind of guilt made him unbearable.

He looked at his blood-stained hands in dismay.

"I....killed the prophet...."

Coldness, trembling, despair, guilt, all kinds of complex emotions rushed into my heart, and in an instant, they crushed the heart of this seventeen-year-old boy.

Tears could not stop falling.

"I think you probably misunderstood." Fang Xiu's calm voice sounded.

"Kill me? Just rely on you who use the power of the mirror? It's still far away."

Lin Ye raised his head in a daze, and immediately saw that the wound on Fang Xiu's body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he became unscathed in the blink of an eye.

"Your ability dead line is indeed very special, and with the cooperation of Jingwei's power, it did kill my body, but that's all."

Jing Gui had question marks all over his face, did he kill your body? That's all? Would you like to hear what you are saying?

Is this something humans can say?