Zongwang: Unspeakable fear!

Chapter 308 Purification

The eyes of the God of Fire were previously pure black, but now, although his eyes were still black, there was no trace of spiritual light in them, only violent murderous intent and a desire to destroy everything.

"Gao Yang, I feel this Yanwu God is more dangerous than before."

Milofina spoke. The Flame God had now lost his intelligence and turned into a monster that was completely dominated by the desire for killing and destruction. That feeling frightened her.

Hey!
The roars of tens of millions of undead souls came out of the mouth of the Flame God, and a strong murderous intent came towards him.

The next moment, a black mist like flames burned on the body of Yanwu God. He left a shadow and appeared in front of Gao Yang the next moment. The knight's sword in his hand slashed towards Gao Yang with terrifying wind pressure.

rub!
Gao Yang slightly turned sideways and dodged the sword by the narrowest of margins.

Rumble!
When the sword struck the ground, everything in the hall was shaking. The ground beneath the two men's feet was peeled off layer by layer, like countless sharp blades, cutting the entire hall over and over again.

The sword missed, and Yanwu God clenched his empty left hand into a fist and put it at his waist. The next moment, he struck Gao Yang's chest directly.

boom!
The black torrent of undead was like a ray of light, rushing towards Gao Yang along the fist of the God of Fire.

Gao Yang snorted coldly, and the fighting spirit in his body burned fiercely.

In his chest, a vortex of Dou Qi instantly condensed, and the next moment a Dou Qi ray as thick as an arm shot towards the opposite side.

The black rays and the golden-red rays collided in mid-air, but there was no loud explosion, but instead a sizzling sound of eroding each other.

The golden-red fighting spirit of the Sun Furnace had a certain restraining effect on this kind of undead existence. The two rays were deadlocked for only a few seconds. The golden-red rays shot out from Gao Yang's chest gained the upper hand and began to suppress the black rays blasted out by the Flame God.

As a last resort, Yanwu God had to give up the attack and instead shook his body to avoid Gao Yang's counterattack.

"Hey!"

Gao Yang showed a dangerous smile. The moment Yanwu God dodged, he took a step forward. With the powerful force, his body left a shadow and directly caught up with Yanwu God.

Wow~
Suddenly, a sound like flowing water was heard in the hall. Before Yanwu Shen could stand firm, he saw Gao Yang slashing at him with a sword. The black sword in his hand carried a long stream of fighting spirit.

If the various attributes of the player are the basis, then skills are the amplifiers that bring out these basic attributes. In addition to professional skills, the unique skills or force techniques that the player has mastered can also multiply his or her own foundation.

Just like Gao Yang's slash at this moment, although he did not actively use attack skills such as "fatal blow", under the swordsmanship he had comprehended, the power of this sword combined with the passive slashing power provided by the natural disaster swordsmanship had already reached an extremely exaggerated level.

clang!
The two giant swords collided, and the power of the obsidian sword was like a waterfall, continuous and growing stronger.

boom!
The God of Yanwu was cut off by Gao Yang's sword and flew away, turning into a residual shadow and shooting backwards, crashing into a stone pillar in the hall that required five people to hug it.

Debris flew.

The next moment, Gao Yang appeared in front of the broken stone pillar. He stabbed his sword straight at the Yanwu God in the ruins in front of him.

The eyes of the God of Fire were fixed on Gao Yang. At the moment Gao Yang attacked, the heavy armor on his chest suddenly split open, and his sharp teeth intertwined, turning into a ferocious giant mouth.

The moment the giant mouth appeared, the souls of millions of undead roared, turning into tangible sound waves that enveloped Gao Yang.

At this moment, dense information flashed across the corner of Gao Yang's retina like a waterfall.

The moment the heavily armored giant mouth appeared, Gao Yang realized something was wrong, and he activated the two active effects of Immortal Will without hesitation.

The former is immune to all mental and soul control, while the latter puts him in a state of domineering slashing, making his attacks uninterrupted.

puff!
The soul's roar came to an abrupt halt. The greatsword, blazing with golden-red fighting spirit, had already pierced through the heavily armored maw and stabbed out from behind the Flame Martial God. The brilliant black-gold luster in Gao Yang's eyes faded. He looked down at the Flame Martial God, whose chest he had pierced with his sword, and grinned.

The next moment, increasingly violent flames poured into the body of Yanwu God along the sword. In just a moment, the terrifying golden-red flames had completely enveloped Yanwu God's body.

The shrill screams of the undead continued to ring out in Yanwu God's body. Gao Yang gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, nailing him firmly to the stone pillar. At the same time, he stepped on Yanwu God's chest to restrict his movements.

As the fighting spirit in the scorching sun furnace continued to burn, a large amount of black mist poured out from all parts of Yanwu God's body. Under the burning of the fighting spirit, it quickly turned into green smoke and dissipated into the air.

This process lasted for half an hour. During this period, the black fog never stopped, and a large number of undead were turned into ashes by the furnace's fighting spirit.

Gao Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief when the last wisp of black mist turned into green smoke.

If he did not have the Sun Furnace, his Dou Qi was of a very high level with accompanying flame burning damage, and his Dou Qi's recovery speed was extremely abnormal, he would not have been able to complete the purification that lasted for half an hour.

Even so, his fighting spirit at this moment was less than 300 points. If the opponent persisted for a few more minutes, his fighting spirit would probably be exhausted first.

Fortunately, he persisted.

Gao Yang moved his foot and pulled the Black Jade out of the Yanwu God's chest.

"Uh~"

A cry of pain came from the ruins, and the next moment a large hand pushed aside the rubble, revealing the Flame God underneath, who had returned to his normal size.

"How does it feel?"

Gao Yang looked at him and asked.

"Unprecedented ease." Yanwu Shen first looked at Gao Yang in astonishment, then after sensing his own condition, he said with a smile.

“I never thought that after the collapse of empires and the fall of wonders, one day I would be so clear-headed.”

Gao Yang carried Hei Yao on his back and shrugged, saying, "But being awake has a price. According to the speed at which your body is dissipating, it can only last for three minutes at most. Don't you have anything you want to tell me?"

Yanwu Shen laughed silently, then he reached out and touched his temple. A green bean-sized light spot was pinched in his hand and handed it to Gao Yang.

Gao Yang looked at the light in his hand, with a hint of surprise and confusion in his eyes.

"This is?"

"Memory retrieval is a common secret technique in our Yan country." Yan Wushen looked at the surprise in Gao Yang's eyes, and for some reason, a sense of superiority rose in his heart.

Gao Yang took the light and looked at Yan Wushen. He asked, "What a magical secret technique! Can I learn this secret technique?"

"As a reward for restoring my consciousness, this little secret technique is nothing."

God Yanwu extended his hand generously, took out a spot of light from his mind, and placed it in Gao Yang's hand.

Gao Yang looked at the two spots of light in his hands that were wrapped in his fighting spirit, smiled and said thank you.

　Five thousand today, my thumbs are stinging from typing on the keyboard so much that I can’t stand it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)