Chapter 380: Tang San's Death, the End of the War (4200)
The surging power of the nine soul rings is condensed in a tiny tear of Guanyin.
Any god who touches this energy concentrated to the extreme will surely die!
Tang San was fully aware of the power of this move, and was determined to win, hoping that it could turn the tide.
However, I never expected that this winning trick could not break Fang Ling's magic suit! The dent was instantly repaired. What level of soul bone did your magic suit come from?
"I have one last trick. After you show off your mediocre skills, you can just wait for your death." Fang Ling signaled him to act quickly and not waste time.
The calm expression was in stark contrast to Tang San's astonishment.
Hearing this, looking at the expression that remained calm from beginning to end, the resentment and murderous intent in Tang San's eyes continued to boil.
Lead to death?
You deserve to die!
Tang San cursed in his heart, and all kinds of dark thoughts came to his mind.
It even made him want to give up everything and do it regardless of the consequences.
At this moment, a sudden sharp pain in his body made Tang San give up this idea.
The pain starts from the dantian and spreads along the meridians of the whole body to every inch of tiny meridians.
If someone had eyes that could see through things and observe in great detail, they would be able to discover beautiful patterns like snowflakes.
It is not naturally generated, but a crack formed by strong force squeezing in a short period of time.
The energy contained in the two consecutive all-out ring explosions was too overwhelming.
Tang San's divine armor is just a substandard set of rubbish ten thousand year old spirit bones.
A piece of god-level soul bone, the Eight Spider Lance, only slightly raised the upper limit of the god-level equipment. After averaging, the improvement was too weak.
He was not as blessed as in the original trajectory, to obtain a set of 100,000-year-old limb bones and a nearly million-year-old soul bone of the deep-sea demon whale king.
The Divine Armor, like the External Soul Bone, can absorb divine power to grow, but this growth characteristic requires time! The current Shura Divine Armor has almost no effect on Tang San's physical enhancement.
Fortunately, his divine body has strong adaptability and recovery ability, otherwise, with his meridians shattered into pieces, he would have exploded into a pool of minced meat in the next second.
Fang Ling took everything in, then glanced at the tattered wings and the cracks on Tang San's body, and couldn't help but sneer.
"laugh--!"
The faint laughter entered Tang San's ears, and he broke through the defense again.
Considering his own body and Fang Ling's reasons for letting him go, Tang San, with the idea of killing this bastard with his next strike, transformed into a Ninja Turtle and said calmly, "I still need time to adjust."
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Fang Ling to reply, he immediately focused on healing the wounds in his body.
Facing that interested gaze, Tang San raised his head proudly like a piece of chopping block.
"Hehe." Fang Ling narrowed his eyes, holding the scythe of death in one hand, allowing him to recover.
Not long after, the broken patterns healed quickly.
The moment his injuries healed, Tang San moved.
The miserable appearance with blood flowing everywhere could not stop the cold aura of blood killing all around. The sudden burst of bright red divine light suppressed the Death Domain and caused it to shrink rapidly.
In an instant, the sky was dyed blood red, Tang San merged into the red light, and then a huge sword came towards him.
The true power of the Shura Demon Sword, this super artifact, has finally been partially aroused.
The power of the slash seemed to be able to create the world. The Death Domain was unable to block it at all and was shattered in an instant by the sharp edge.
"Is it coming?" Fang Ling was not affected by the destruction of the divine realm. He watched the giant sword that was a fusion of Tang San and Shura Blood Sword coming towards him.
The laws of heaven and earth trembled, and the clouds in the sky rolled under the scarlet blood light.
The body and sword became one, the mind and soul became one. Tang San burned his soul and poured all his divine power into igniting the Shura Origin to launch a full-strength attack.
The Shura Demon Sword, lit up with a new light, is comparable to a third-level god!
"Fang Ling! Give me your life!" Tang San's voice was as enraged as his face.
He had done his best.
Facing the approaching attack, Fang Ling's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He raised his hands and the dazzling, gorgeous, and beautiful scythe of death, which looked like a ceremonial vessel, immediately came forward to meet the attack.
The gray-gold divine light released from the throne and the will of death instantly dispelled the harsh red light in the sky.
Fang Ling had guessed early on that Tang San's final move would be the Shura Blood Sword that would burn everything.
He also guessed about the shattered throne, but immediately rejected it.
Qian Renxue in the original trajectory could shatter the divine position to gain power, but this does not mean that Tang San can do it.
The destruction of the throne of God can indeed obtain a wave of powerful energy, but the existence of Fang Ling makes this war of gods the focus of attention of several great gods.
The Shura throne is an important and indispensable force in the divine world, and they will never let the Shura throne be shattered!
Moreover, according to Fang Ling, Tang San inherited the Shura God position. Could this hatred and murderous look really communicate with the God position and obtain the bottom-level authority? The undead in the Death God Kingdom had already been ready to go. At this moment, a steady stream of power poured into Fang Ling's body from the Death God Kingdom, and after transformation and coordination, it gathered on the sickle.
"Overload! Burn!"
As the forces of time, space, fate, death, etc. merged, a yellow light flashed on Fang Ling's body, the warrior domain appeared and disappeared, and the expertise in two fields was activated.
All power is stimulated to the maximum and integrated by the unparalleled divine consciousness.
The power and thoughts of death were like firewood, and endless brilliant divine fire burned.
Fang Ling's divine body was much stronger than Tang San's. If we were to talk about the capacity of divine power in his Dantian meridians or the capacity of divine thoughts in his sea of divine thoughts, it was more than that of several gods of the same level combined! To show his respect, he also used the explosive ring.
Needless to say, the first four divine-level soul rings, the seventh-ranked weapon soul true body divine ring and the tenth-ranked death divine ring all turned into brilliant energy light spots and merged into the body, and then gathered on the scythe of death.
Relying on the Kingdom of the Dead and the three divine cores, his recovery speed is far beyond that of ordinary people. Even the power of many undead in the Kingdom of the Dead is fully mobilized.
This is Fang Ling's strongest state without using the God King-level attack field skill "Death God Infinite"! Can Tang San fight? No! This move has reached the peak of the third-level god!
For Tang San, who could only reach the brink of becoming a third-level god after making a last-ditch effort using the Shura Demon Sword, this was an unparalleled force that he could never bear.
Tang San was horrified to the extreme, and his murderous intent was layered and combined. He tried his best to squeeze out his own strength and demand it from the Shura Demon Sword.
At this moment, he heard a righteous shout:
"Outlander Heavenly Demon Tang San! I will use this move to send you back to the abyss!"
The shining scythe of death swept away all the clouds in the sky, and the battlefield collapsed at once. Tens of thousands of thunders burst out from the void cracks that appeared due to the overwhelming power.
The Grim Reaper's Scythe was like a black hole, attracting all of Tang San's attention.
He was extremely shocked when his identity was revealed, but under the surging force of the collision between the sickle and the sword, Tang San no longer had any chance to speak.
Ding! After the crisp sound, there was a thunderous roar.
Boom boom! At the moment of the collision of divine powers, all the laws of this place were shattered.
Even with the power of Douluo Star, the aftermath of the battle between the two left the world with scars that are difficult to heal.
The space was ruthlessly shattered, connecting to the endless void, and seemed to be turning into a black hole.
Under the huge suction force, whether it was Xingluo City or the Wuhun Empire's pass, whether it was grass, soil, or even people, they quickly floated into the sky.
"What a mess!" Qian Renxue exclaimed in surprise, her eyes tightened, and her divine power spread out. Together with her mother Bibi Dong, she used the divine domain to block the suction.
"Husband, please hold back!" The holy voice was transmitted to Fang Ling's ears through divine power, and she reminded loudly.
The fierce confrontation between the power of the sun god and the suction of nothingness, the aftermath turned into a huge wave, squeezing in all directions.
The world has suffered too much trauma. Under the laws controlled by God, the laws of space have been broken and cannot be repaired in a short time.
And Fang Ling is the only one in the world who is best at controlling the power of space, and he also has experience in repairing the world.
"Don't worry, I know." After hearing Qian Renxue's words, Fang Ling nodded calmly.
It was mainly his fault for launching the attack that shattered the world, and he had also thought of a solution.
The next moment, the three-color interwoven space-time field enveloped the shattered space.
Everything stopped in an instant, and Fang Ling finally had time to shift his gaze to Tang San.
The battle was over as soon as it began.
The peak level 3 god struck Tang San who had just touched the edge of the level 3 god, and the result was of course a crushing defeat!
The Shura Demon Sword is a super artifact with a hard texture that can withstand impacts.
But Tang San is just a priest, and a priest whose position is restricted and whose divine equipment is too cheap!
After the magic sword was knocked away, the sickle was powerless to resist and was cut in half. At the same time, thick soul-binding chains stretched out from the void, and the pointed cones pierced through the weak divine body and bound an extremely weak divine power.
The divine position played an unexpected role, and Tang San's soul was anchored in his body.
He wanted to resist in this way, but Fang Ling had already become the God of Death.
The Soul Law specifically targets the soul, and the Soul-Binding Chains are a magical skill. The chains ignored Tang San's weak resistance and pulled out the Shura God Position and soul together.
The scarlet blood light expressed the law of killing, but the power of the law could not protect Tang San's soul.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the soul-binding chains lifted up the Shura soul, which had been dyed dark black by the power of hatred.
"Ashura God Tang San is dead!" Fang Ling announced loudly to the world.
Then, in full view of everyone, he stripped off Tang San's divine armor, drained the blood from it, and let Tang San's divine corpse fall to the ground.
The bright red corpse became shriveled as the blood was drained, and it lost the support of the divine position. Only a few remaining laws protected Tang San's body, which was no longer able to stop the invasion of the power of death.
The god's corpse's falling speed gradually slowed down, and a breeze blew, turning it into ashes that floated down the ground.
Divine King Tang San, died without a complete body! The remaining power of his divine body was spread in the soil.
As the burial place of gods, with endless corpses as food, this place will become particularly fertile in many years.
At this time, everything in the Xingluo Empire was silent, so quiet that one could hear even a needle falling to the ground.
Yu Xiaogang's expression was already dull when Tang San's soul was extracted. Gray snowflakes fell, and he subconsciously stretched out a hand.
Looking up at the sky, my eyes focus as the snowflakes fall.
Feeling the light touch of the divine corpse snowflakes falling on the palm of his hand, and the dust falling on his body, mouth and nose, Yu Xiaogang, who was leaning in Liu Erlong's arms, began to tremble violently.
"Xiao San just became a god, how could this be possible, how could this be possible!"
He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to say something.
But after saying a few words, he started breathing heavily.
He seemed to want to get up, but the injuries he had just suffered had not yet recovered, so he could only move weakly twice.
Yu Xiaogang stared with his eyes wide open, gasping for breath. Some of the dust from the divine corpse entered his mouth and nose and got into his teeth.
He was really too old, and his weakened soul power was useless, so he was unable to block it.
“Xiao Gang, Xiao Gang! Don’t scare me!” Liu Erlong’s voice trembled as she hurriedly hugged him tightly. “Where’s the healing spirit master! Where’s the healing spirit master! Someone is injured here, come and save them!”
Normally, the healing spirit master would have arrived, but now no one responded to her.
Tang San, the only god of the Xing Luo Empire, is dead, and failure is inevitable.
Everyone witnessed the Asura God with twin martial souls streak through this world like a meteor, and then quickly disintegrate.
In a short period of time, they went from the loss of defeat to a sudden uplift in spirit, and then to the desolate despair after the death of the Shura God.
After a series of emotional twists and turns, my heart has dried up and I am at a loss.
Flanders glanced at Liu Erlong, sighed, spread his wings and captured a healing Soul Emperor.
When the healing green light fell on Yu Xiaogang, his rapid breathing stopped temporarily.
Hunched over and staring with a pair of cloudy eyes, Yu Xiaogang stretched out a withered arm towards Fang Ling.
First it formed into claws, then slowly clenched into fists. The cracked nails could not withstand the huge force, and blood dyed his weathered palms red.
Two turbid tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He chewed the tasteless embers in his mouth, howling and punching hard:
"Xiao San—Ah!"
Awakening of the spirit, the useless spirit pig, the innate half level, the spirit hall embarks on the theoretical path, Bibi Dong, the golden iron triangle, Liu Erlong, being ridiculed by the world, Notting College, the spirit master competition, the extermination of the blue lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, the disciple Tang San's deification and the speed of light fall...
Life is passing by before our eyes.
"Ugh!" Yu Xiaogang let out a long cry and his eyes lost their luster.
He died after Tang San's death and hope was shattered.
Tang Xiao was equally depressed. He stood frozen in place with a blank look in his eyes.
The Xing Luo Empire fell into silence.
The Spirit Empire was particularly jubilant, with soldiers celebrating the end of the war and spirit masters congratulating each other on the Spirit Hall's unification of the world.
The Titled Douluo came back to his senses from the divine war, and hurriedly saluted respectfully to Fang Ling, who had detained Tang San's soul.
Bibi Dong watched Yu Xiaogang die, feeling the pain, and her heart could not calm down for a long time.
"Husband, I have finally seen how powerful you really are!" Qian Renxue glanced at her mother, and after expressing her emotion, she smiled exceptionally brightly.
"Only this?" Fang Ling blinked at her.
"You're not serious again. That's what you would say!" Qian Renxue gave Fang Ling a white look, then kissed him lightly on the mouth and left to take over the Xingluo Empire.
The Xingluo Emperor has not admitted defeat yet, but it doesn’t matter. As an angel god, she will show her divine power.
The blazing flames and holy light can burn away the deep-rooted diseases of the Star Luo Empire.
Anyone who resists will be the target of her authority!
The rules of the divine world restrict gods from interfering in the world, but those who have just become gods are not included! "Husband, I'm going too." Hu Liena imitated him.
She is a saint and also the future ruler of the Wuhun Empire. She cannot be absent from Xingluo's surrender.
After saying goodbye, the two left. Bibi Dong said hello to Fang Ling and immediately headed towards Xingluo City.
The three of them moved forward hand in hand, and the two divine powers forced the people of Xingluo to kneel down again.
Emperor Xingluo turned pale and chose to commit suicide, not wanting to be the king of a fallen country.
The queen was a daughter of the Zhu family and could have survived, but she chose to commit suicide for love.
The Grand Duke of Lingmao surrendered to the Wuhun Empire as a representative of the Xingluo Empire because of his divine consort Zhu Zhuqing.
All those who participated in the war from the Haotian Sect were killed, including Tang Xiao, Tang Yuehua, several elders, three generations of disciples, Tang Long, Tang Hu and so on.
The rest were spared at Qian Renxue's mercy, and like the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, they were able to integrate into the Wuhun Empire.
The war is over.
(End of this chapter)
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