Slaying Gods: Ancestral Witch Agent, Starting with the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique

Through unwavering perseverance, Shen Qingzhu endured the agonizing torment of multiple deaths and rebirths, ultimately breaking through to godhood!

The Dao Source Jade within his body repeatedly reshaped Shen Qingzhu's body, enabling him to withstand the power of the laws and resolve the problem of Dao transformation.

Shen Qingzhu took a deep breath, adjusted to her current divine body, gripped the Wings of Reincarnation, and flew outside!

Jiang Er, controlling Gabriel, continued to struggle, but after all, it was just a puppet. Under the ferocious attacks of the Red Mist Giant, its body had already developed spiderweb-like cracks.

This body, which bears the power of Gabriel, is about to reach its limit...

"Number Seven, I'd like to see how long you can hold out!"

boom!!!

A crimson mist transformed into an enormous skull face, unleashing terrifying divine power as it attacked Gabriel!

Jiang Er controlled Gabriel, wielding his silver spear. Rays of light rippled outwards, forming a divine barrier to protect her.

Unexpectedly, the bizarre giant skull face ignored the defense of the galactic barrier and pierced through it, striking Gabriel!

A white shadow was forced out of Gabriel's body, and Gabriel fell to the ground like a fallen angel...

hum! ! !

A white light of god-like radiance emanated from Jiang Er's body, a spatial ripple spread out, and a pair of invisible hands gently lifted Gabriel's body, placing her steadily on a flattened volcano.

Red mist surged, and a sound rang out.

"Hmph, you're about to die, why would you care about a puppet?"

Jiang Er said coldly, "There's no point in arguing with a cold and ruthless monster like you. Don't even think about controlling me!"

Within the crimson mist, a pair of enormous eyes, gleaming with scarlet light, slowly opened, staring intently at Jiang Er, who was floating in the air.

"Number Seven, don't forget, if it weren't for me, the great creator, helping you modify the magnetic field of the psychic field and giving you unprecedented divine power, you would have been reduced to ashes long ago once you left your body."

"It was I who transformed you from a weak magnetic field into a god capable of manipulating all spatial forces within the psychic field."

"But in the end, you actually wanted to break free from my control and betray me!"

"What I have the ability to give you, I also have the ability to take back."

"Number Seven, I'm giving you one last chance. I'll make you like me, an elusive and unpredictable mist of fate."

"This world has been shrouded in mist, leaving only your Great Xia."

"As long as you obediently follow my orders, use my red mist to devour all living beings in the Great Xia and absorb their life force!"

"At that time, you will become as powerful as me, standing tall in this world and becoming its ruler!"

"Pooh!"

Jiang Er, dressed in a white dress, put her hands on her hips and spat into the churning red mist.

"You want me to become a monster like you? No way!"

"I, Jiang Ersheng, was a night watchman in life, and even in death I will become a loyal soul, protecting my Great Xia. I will die nine times, but I will not regret it!"

Jiang Er reached out, and a flash of white light appeared. Gabriel's silver spear flew over, and she manipulated it to attack the red mist giant!

"Hmph, since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

The crimson mist surged and transformed into a gaping maw, lunging towards Jiang Er!

Swish!

A flash of gray light swept away her illusory white figure just as the abyss's gaping maw was about to devour Jiang Er!

The abyss's gaping maw missed its target and vanished into the void.

Shen Qingzhu helped Jiang Er up and asked, "Jiang Er, are you alright?"

Jiang Er looked at Shen Qingzhu with a look of surprise and said, "Brother Zhai, I knew you would succeed!"

The crimson mist surged, and the giant scarlet eyes stared intently at the divine power flowing around Shen Qingzhu.

"You actually fused with the very essence of hell?! How is that possible?!"

"Oh... I see, it must be related to that peculiar magical artifact you possess, Number Eight. I'm becoming more and more interested in you..."

Shen Qingzhu's eyes turned cold. "Eight! Eight my ass! Die!"

Snapped!

With a snap of her fingers, Shen Qingzhu extinguished the giant crimson eye within the red mist, as if a light switch had been flipped.

The voice came from within the red mist.

"The power of loss? You actually possess the power of the lost angel Ben Hong?"

Shen Qingzhu said coldly, "The power I've gained isn't just this one!"

Swish! ! !

A flash of gray light appeared, and Shen Qingzhu swept over the red mist. The blood-red vines within the red mist rebelled and launched a backstab into the depths of the red mist!

A strange darkness spread out, enveloping the ever-churning red mist and gradually eroding its power.

"court death!"

From the depths of the crimson mist, a supreme divine power rippled out, shattering the rebellious force atop the blood-red vines.

Countless scarlet tentacles flew out from the depths of the red mist, like a giant scarlet net, blocking all of Shen Qingzhu's paths.

The crimson giant net kept shrinking, trying to bind Shen Qingzhu.

Just as the crimson giant net was about to close, a distorted spatial ripple spread out, and Shen Qingzhu's figure disappeared from the spot.

The next second, Shen Qingzhu appeared beside Jiang Er, thousands of miles away.

"Loss, rebellion, darkness, distortion..."

"You actually gained the abilities of all the fallen angels who died?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you also acquired the Dream Angel's Dream Abilities, right?"

From the depths of the red mist, the voice asked through gritted teeth.

Snapped!

With a light snap of her fingers, Shen Qingzhu unleashed a dazzling, dreamlike firework from above the red mist giant's head, resembling a shower of meteors falling in a dreamlike spectacle.

Chapter 802 God of the Crimson Tide

In the dreamlike meteor shower, each dazzling firework is an attack of dreamlike energy, falling like raindrops.

Jiang Er, standing to the side, looked at Shen Qingzhu and said, "Brother Zhai, your dream attack is useless against it."

Shen Qingzhu frowned. "Why?"

"I forgot to tell you, it's a monster of the Crimson Stream type."

"Those treants that attacked you before, which it called Mbawa treants, were zombie puppets with half-mist and half-tree trunks created by the God of Red Stream."

"It can transform into a cloud of ethereal crimson blood mist, and it can also grow flesh and blood through the blood-red vines and branches of these tree-men."

"Able to travel between different dimensional spaces, possessing supreme god-level combat power, they are almost unkillable."

"Its crimson blood mist form is not only immune to most physical attacks, but even soul attacks are basically ineffective against it."

"Among the monsters of the Kelp type, apart from the Three Pillar Gods, this guy is the most difficult to deal with."

"Brother Zhai, you have now merged with the origin of hell and possess the combat power of a peak god."

"If I'm not mistaken, the move you used to escape just now was the ability of the Twisted Angel Abraham to manipulate space."

"You take the source of hell and go first, I'll hold it off."

Shen Qingzhu gripped the Spear of Destiny tightly in her hand, then drew the Wings of Reincarnation from her waist and used them as a dagger, her eyes coldly fixed on the God of Crimson Stream.

"Jiang Er, is this the first time you've met me, Shen Qingzhu?"

"When have I ever let a little girl cover our retreat while I escape?"

"If Deputy Captain An finds out, won't he kick me out of Nightfall?"

Jiang Er said anxiously, "Brother Zhai, now is not the time to act rashly. If we don't leave now, it will be too late."

"Heh, is it possible that it's too late now?"

Black ripples spread out from the crimson mist, churning and swirling like viscous black venom, clinging to every spatial rift.

The entire hell was locked in place by the red current, preventing Shen Qingzhu and Jiang Er from escaping using their spatial abilities.

Shen Qingzhu gripped the Spear of Destiny tightly in her hand, unleashing a dazzling crimson light.

As streams of crimson divine blood flowed into the Spear of Destiny, Shen Qingzhu was enveloped in a blinding red light, elevating her to the top combat power of the half-step advanced level.

"Jiang Er, be careful, I'm going first!"

Swish!

Shen Qingzhu transformed into a streak of gray light and charged straight towards the God of Crimson Stream!

A surging cloud of blood mist transformed into an enormous fist, which slammed down on Shen Qingzhu like a mountain!

Shen Qingzhu brandished the Spear of Destiny, its sharp tip instantly tearing apart the fist of the Crimson Stream God.

However, the shattered red mist did not dissipate; instead, it transformed into blood-red skeletons that lunged at Shen Qingzhu.

Swish!

Shen Qingzhu summoned the Wings of Reincarnation, and the black wings flew out like a crescent moon, instantly scattering the blood-red skulls that filled the sky.

The surging red mist surrounded Shen Qingzhu, as if she were in a vortex of red light, driving her into extreme madness and causing her to lose her sense of direction...

A strange darkness enveloped Shen Qingzhu, isolating her from the red light, as she tried to stay awake.

A terrifying red light descended from the sky and instantly struck Shen Qingzhu.

Shen Qingzhu quickly raised the spear in her hand and spun it continuously to form a barrier, trying to block the attack of the red light.

boom! ! !

A violent explosion rang out, and Shen Qingzhu was slammed to the ground by the red light. She knelt on one knee, leaning on the Spear of Destiny, her body covered in wounds...

"Cool Bro!"