Lu Ning's mangled body floated in the sky, but the dreamlike phantoms of the three evil gods did not cease their attacks.
The fallen angel uttered his words of depravity once more, and the consciousness that had been revived within Lu Ning's mangled body seemed to fade away as well.
"Die!" The Hand of the Underworld roared through the sky.
All the dreamlike phantoms within a radius of 100 meters that had not yet escaped instantly turned into silver mist and collapsed.
Lu Ning's remains decayed and rotted at an extremely rapid pace, with wisps of silver mist appearing on them.
Meanwhile, the enormous fleshy tentacles of the source of flesh and blood wriggled, condensing into energy cavities.
Within these cavities, energy gathered and transformed into beams of light that shot towards all of Lu Ning's body fragments.
The fragments shattered, some turning directly into silver mist, while the remaining small fragments could hardly maintain their shape.
The three evil gods' dreamlike phantoms all had a mysterious silver mist flickering in their eyes, and within the silver mist seemed to lie independent wills.
However, the moment their attack stopped, the fragments of Lu Ning's afterimage's spiritual body seemed to instantly transform back into Lu Ning's complete spiritual body.
Without any warning, it was as if Lu Ning had never been attacked.
Even his clothes were completely restored.
Yu Ran, who was in the distance, saw Lu Ning's spiritual body being shattered into pieces, covered her mouth, and looked on with grief in her eyes.
Before she could even scream, Lu Ning's body returned to normal.
This caused Yu Ran's emotions to fluctuate wildly, leaving her standing there stunned.
Even Bai Jingming was stunned when he saw Lu Ning's body suddenly recover.
He knew Lu Ning wasn't dead, but how did he recover?
Why is there not even a single step in the process?
Bai Jingming couldn't understand.
Not to mention Bai Jingming's incomprehension, the dream illusions of the three evil gods clearly did not expect that Lu Ning would suddenly recover in an instant.
The silver mist in their eyes stopped flowing for a moment.
The next moment, the three phantoms launched another attack.
The Hand of the Underworld gathers the aura of death, ready to unleash a beam of death.
Lu Ning looked at Him, a pink light swirling in his eyes: "Fallen!"
The aura of death shattered instantly, and the Hand of the Underworld froze in place.
Lu Ning did not stop what he was doing; he extended his right hand.
His right hand transformed into a long, fleshy tentacle, instantly reaching out to grab the fallen angel flying in the sky.
The fallen angel had a cold expression, and with its black wings flapping behind it, it retreated at top speed.
However, as He retreated, a loud roar came from below.
The ground where Lu Ning stood sank in, and spiderweb-like cracks spread out.
Lu Ning disappeared with the sound.
The next moment, Lu Ning appeared behind the Fallen Angel, his left hand wriggling and transforming into a bone knife.
White flames burned on the bone blade as it slashed towards the fallen angel.
The sword light, burning with white flames, was tens of meters wide. The silver mist in the fallen angel's pupils rippled, and he flapped his wings, trying to retreat.
However, the fleshy tentacles that Lu Ning had shot out earlier had somehow already wrapped around the fallen angel's waist.
The fallen angel only had time to turn to the side; he couldn't completely dodge it.
The flaming sword light sliced across the fallen angel's left shoulder, instantly severing the angel's left wing and half of its body.
Silvery slime gushed from the fallen angel's wounds.
Just as Lu Ning was about to continue his attack, a violent beam of light engulfed him.
It was an energy beam attack condensed from the very source of flesh and blood.
Lu Ning was sent flying backwards, and the fallen angel with only one wing descended from the sky.
In mid-air, Lu Ning, now only a mangled body, returned to his original state.
His fleshy tentacle retracted, and both arms simultaneously transformed into bone blades.
He flipped over and landed on the roof of a residential building, his legs slightly bent, and suddenly exerted force.
boom!
The residential building collapsed under the violent force.
Lu Ning soared into the sky and instantly appeared beside the falling Fallen Angel, two sword lights flashing past.
A sword beam tens of meters long streaked across the sky, turning large swathes of the base city's buildings into ruins.
All the dreamlike illusions within simultaneously transformed into silver mist.
However, the silver mist did not dissipate; instead, it wriggled and transformed back into buildings and phantoms.
The newly resurrected dream phantoms seemed completely oblivious to the fact that they had already died once, and continued to watch in terror as Lu Ning fought against the three evil god phantoms.
Only the dreamlike phantom of the fallen angel was cleaved into several pieces in mid-air. As the violent resonance force surged in, it shattered directly, spraying out silvery viscous fluid that dissipated into silver mist in the air.
After landing, Lu Ning looked at the phantoms of the Hand of the Underworld and the Source of Flesh and Blood.
The phantoms of the Hand of the Underworld and the Source of Flesh and Blood seemed completely indifferent to the death of the fallen angel.
They launched another attack on Lu Ning.
However, even three phantoms attacking Lu Ning failed to defeat him, let alone two phantoms.
The source of flesh and blood continuously grew tentacles to attack Lu Ning, while also using the energy cavity to condense energy beams to attack Lu Ning.
However, if the Fallen Angel possesses negative abilities, it might be possible to weaken Lu Ning's speed and strength, thereby striking him.
After the Fallen Angel died, without these weakening abilities, the attacks from the Source of Flesh and Blood couldn't even hit Lu Ning.
Lu Ning weaved through the attacks and quickly seized the Yellow Spring Hand floating in the air, slicing it into several pieces with a few sword strikes.
The Hand of the Underworld, severed into several pieces, vanished into silver mist, just like the Fallen Angel before it.
The remaining source of flesh and blood was much easier to obtain.
Lu Ning wielded two bone blades, severing the tentacles one by one. Although the regeneration speed of the flesh and blood source was also very fast, it still could not match the speed at which Lu Ning severed them.
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