I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 657: Hand-to-hand combat, falling again

Before, Wen Yan had used his authority to watch Moment of Fragrance and consulted Cai Heizi. Later, he secretly studied Cai Heizi's situation while he was asleep.

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

Wen Yan has conducted this experiment many times. In extreme cases, the 24-hour limit could be exhausted in just a dozen minutes.

So Cai Heizi ended up being neither alive nor dead, which was a strange situation. The biggest problem was that Cai Heizi used the Momentary Beauty at that time and burned out all 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 offerings can take effect.

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

In other words, using Moment of Beauty is not a situation where death is certain.

After changing jobs, the accumulation of this stage ended and was completed. Wen Yan realized that if he wanted to go further, he could not do it by accumulation alone.

He needs an outburst, a head-on battle.

The only way to discard the attached things and mobilize all the power of his practice after he became a cultivator is the Moment of Fragrance.

A life-threatening explosive method that he had never been qualified to use before.

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

Wen Yan grinned. He had studied carefully for so long, and now he used the practice method he was most familiar with. The feeling of dancing on a tightrope yet being in control resurfaced in his mind, and he felt at ease.

This is the most fundamental power he has cultivated on his own, in addition to his various abilities and titles.

Strong energy surrounded his body, his clothes rustled, and his face seemed to be corrected, becoming heroic and extraordinary. His face was glowing with a warm jade-like light, his eyes were clear, and his divine light was shining.

The muscles continued to bulge, and after reaching a certain level, they became tense. The body density, which was already far beyond that of ordinary people, was further strengthened at this moment.

When the heart beats, it sounds like the beating of a drum, and when the blood pumps, there is a sense of endless galloping.

All the strength continued to explode, but was also constantly being drawn inward, and there was a faint white vapor rising above his head.

Wen Yan took a light breath, and the air wave suddenly spread out around him.

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

Distorted faces kept appearing on the surface of the energy ball, with extremely strong resentment and negative energy mixed with twisted and polluted soul power.

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

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

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

A ball of flame that transitioned from dark blue to red-gold from the inside out exploded inside the exploding energy ball, and a raging fire suddenly began to burn.

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

Wen Yan had an idea and turned on the speaker function of his mobile phone, and the scriptures for the salvation of souls began to sound here.

In Wen Yan's arms, he had been hanging himself obediently, feeling the overwhelming resentment outside, as if he had been provoked and was furious.

It is so resentful, but it is behaving itself well in front of Wen Yan. Yet, there is another huge resentment that dares to show its teeth here.

Wen Yan just wanted the hanged rope to be obedient and not to vent his resentment for no reason, so there should be no problem in sucking it in, right?
The huge resentment around him turned into whirlwinds and quickly poured into Wen Yan's arms.

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

Wen Yan looked at his fist. If it was Cai Heizi, he would definitely receive the opponent's attack, squeeze it into a ball, use the opponent's force to counter him, and stuff it into the opponent's mouth.

He is not suitable for this kind of highly technical style of play, it is better for him to be simple and rough.

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

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

Wen Yan took advantage of the force and stepped forward, crushing one of the troll's hip bones. After leaping into the air, Wen Yan reached out and grabbed the Chunjun Mace in his hand.

In an instant, the Chunjun Mace transformed into a sun that was 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, straight at the troll's face.

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

The huge monster smiled, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, and two rays of blood gathered in its eyes. When Wen Yan suddenly exerted his strength to the limit and found it difficult to restrain his strength, the blood gushed out and hit Wen Yan's back.

But at the moment when the blood spurted out, Wen Yan's figure flashed, disappeared from the spot, and appeared above the head of the huge monster. The huge force he brought with him hit the huge monster's face from top to bottom.

The two evil blood lights that had just spurted out were directly blocked on the face of the huge monster.

Violent explosions, accompanied by surging flames, burned rapidly here.

The huge monster, with its gigantic body, suddenly fell down, with the back of its head hitting the ground, and a big sun fell on its face, constantly hitting his head. The face kept collapsing and dissipating under the fierce burning.

When his strength was exhausted, Wen Yan suddenly jumped up. The next moment, the two hands of the huge monster, with tremendous force, slapped the place where Wen Yan had just stood, and the air made an explosive sound.

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

"Demon God xxx."

“The demon god that revived in Purgatory had colluded with the necromancer long ago.

The demon sees the necromancer as a bridge to the human world, and the necromancer sees him as one of his backup options.

Now, the necromancer who has lost everything, lost his backing, and been abandoned by his allies has come here.

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

Today, I finally started to summon this demon god."

"After long preparations and decisive sacrifices, this demon god has begun to condense his true form in the world.

His true body possesses some immortal properties, which will continue to increase with strength.

Even the real body at this moment may be destroyed by certain means.

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

"Temporary ability: Calling."

"Calling: You can call the devil/demons that you are connected to in any way you want."

Wen Yan just took a look and saw that the giant monster's head, which had mostly disappeared, was still recovering rapidly. The headless giant monster was still able to move.

His speed was getting faster and faster, the speed at which the power in his body burned was accelerating, and his aura and pressure were also constantly rising.

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

The opponent's speed was getting faster and faster, and his strength was getting stronger and stronger. Wen Yan held the Chunjun Mace in his hand and transformed it into a big sun, colliding head-on with the opponent. The more they collided, 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 set, and the demon's head completely disappeared. The huge sun fell from its neck, like a red-hot iron ball, continuously falling along the foam board, and slowly falling into its chest. The evil whispers, the reverberating force, suddenly surged.

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

Wen Yan rubbed his head, feeling a little dizzy just now.

Just now, some evil thing tried to attack his soul, and that power seemed to be able to affect his consciousness a little bit.

Wen Yan felt the power in his body and felt that the experiment was almost complete.

As soon as he had the thought, he 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 shape and gradually turned into something like a sword handle, which was put on Wen Yan's hand.

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

The fireball's red-gold color was mixed with a hint of dark blue. Gradually, all the colors blended together and turned into a huge purple sun.

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

Its body was constantly burned by the purple sun and evaporated rapidly.

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

It was as if he suddenly fell 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 center, carrying the sun into it.

"You want to drag me into Purgatory? Do you think I've never been there?"

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

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

Instead of trying to stop the pulling force, he stepped hard on the accelerator.

The reflected purgatory scene beneath the black oil suddenly turned into a falling abyss as runes flashed and Wen Yan's power exploded.

The huge monster was pulling the sun down, and after it noticed the changes, 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 was actively pulling the sun down was wrapped in a gray cloth that was getting stronger and stronger, and stuck tightly to the sun.

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

The devil held the sun in his arms and continued to fall along with Wen Yan.

In the pitch-black void, only the light of the sun remained. After falling for a moment, a gray world suddenly emerged below.

On the earth, countless skeletons gathered into an endless ocean.

The demon was shocked and terrified.

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

In purgatory, one is immortal and can only be sealed.

And the Sea of ​​the Dead, in this discourse environment, is naturally not classified as purgatory.

Because demons and gods have died in this place.

The rules of this world are themselves different.

The demon's huge body fell onto a mountain of skulls, smashing it into pieces. Skeletons exploded all over the sky and spread in all directions.

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

Wen Yan finally felt a little scared of this demon god whose name he didn't know.

His back cracked open, and the necromancer vomited him out, falling into a pile of bones.

Wen Yan frowned slightly, looking at the body of the demon god that was constantly being injured and recovering. He knew that he would not be able to kill this guy with ordinary methods.

"Don't you want my soul?"

“No, no, no, this is a misunderstanding. It was that bold necromancer who wanted to sacrifice your soul to me.

Someone spread the news that you were able to get out of the Sea of ​​​​Dead. It's very wrong.

I didn’t ask for it.”

Wen Yan was about to call back her own spirit when she decided to feed her son a big one.

But then I thought, this demon might have no soul, and my son might not be able to eat it.

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

The moment it was thrown out, Wen Yan reached out and grabbed a mask in his hand and put it on his face.

In an instant, the box that turned into a shadow and flew backwards suddenly exploded, and a pile of broken iron pieces flew out.

They resonated with each other, breaking the sound barrier in an instant and heading straight towards Wen Yan.

Duh! Duh! Duh!
A series of dense and dull sounds were heard, and all the broken iron pieces were directly inserted into the back and back of the head of the demon god.

The moment Wen Yan threw the box out, Gray Cloth was so scared that he let go of the demon.

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

After entering his body, it encountered obstruction, and a resonance began to occur between the broken iron pieces. The power began to continuously increase, trying to break through the obstruction of the demon and directly kill Wen Yan who was wearing a mask in front.

Wen Yan retreated quickly and stayed far away.

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

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

He stood in a sea of ​​skeletons, his strength being rapidly eroded, and his dignity seemed to be crushed.

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

Throwing too much.

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

The moment he took off the mask, he saw that the surrounding environment was constantly changing, and even the Sea of ​​​​Undead could not suppress such changes.

He saw a thin Taoist wearing a tattered Taoist robe.

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

"Please die."

(End of this chapter)