Naruto King of Lightning

Chapter 246
In a spiritual world based on cold, chill, blood, and black.

Filled with energy, the blade of the ten-fist sword became wider... After extending to nearly ten meters, it was stopped by Wu Yong-slashed down with the sword, directly cutting open the largest temple.

There was a deafening roar... Crack, and the sound of a certain barrier breaking: black lines flew out from the hall, and began to gather in a certain direction very quickly.

A few seconds later, an indomitable black giant with a flying appearance appeared in front of Wu Yong: In the other party's spiritual world, Wu Yong would not be surprised that He has such power.

"The Spear of Judgment!"

The black spear that appeared in the giant Fei Duan's hand disappeared into the air after flowing through the black rhyme... When it reappeared, it came to Wu Yong's chest.

The purple rhyme light also lit up on Wu Yong's body at the same time... Although it was only a flash of time, it also caused the black spear to turn into pieces and float in the air.

"You can't judge anyone... You use Fei Duan, the 'living' incarnation, to spread the teachings of the evil gods everywhere. You imprison the soul of every person killed by Fei Duan in this world. But your body is still not Dare to appear in the outside world openly."

Wu Yong, who restored the Ten Fist Sword to its normal size, then spoke again: "You are not a so-called god...you are just a black mist without entity, name, and sense of existence."

Wu Yong cracked the black mist on the statue before, not just "seeing" the hidden true face clearly... After he entered this world, he came to the conclusion after analysis: this can be said to be Fei Duan's spiritual world , but it can also be said that it is not.

As a fanatic, Fei Duan: He dedicated his body and mind to the so-called "evil god", and naturally betrayed his own soul... together.

Although Wu Yong didn't know why this group of black mist that had been stripped of its mystery chose Fei Duan... and even portrayed a "second personality" according to his appearance - the image of a high god.

The black mist whose true identity was exposed fell into a strange silence: even the many souls that made up his body began to fluctuate irregularly.

"What? I hit the mark? Poor thing."

Wu Yong's words, "every word punishes the heart", at the same time completely angered the black giant: "I don't need the sympathy of you inferior creatures! I want to conquer! Rule you human beings!"

The giant palm covering the sky enveloped Wu Yong with his will, and fell with unparalleled power.

"An unknown creature that borrows human bodies, faces, and even names by bewitching humans... How dare you say it..."

While speaking, Wu Yong disappeared in place, out of the attack range of the giant palm.

Intensive electric currents appeared around the body—in the blue flash, Wu Yong's body also began to grow larger: in the state of soul, he is the "true body".

"A mere human being wants to challenge the authority of the gods!"

Seeing Wu Yong change from an "ant" to an "elephant", the black giant made a gesture of putting his hands together.

"You are jealous of human beings!" Wu Yong, holding a sword in both hands, cut through the two palms that brought "darkness" horizontally, and annihilated many black lines that made up the giant at the same time.

Ignoring the power, or the evil god who lost his "soul of faith", several shots in succession... shook the whole world.

Wu Yong, with purple charm flowing around his body, would not refuse anyone who came, and blocked the attacks of the evil god one by one, and at the same time he did not forget to fight back.

For the Ten Fist Sword with its own "seal technique", chopping up this evil god whose body is composed of soul... is as simple as drinking water.

"Inferior humans... can even obtain spiritual weapons." The evil god, who looked up to the sky and screamed, seemed to give up on himself: he didn't care about the disappearance of his own soul.

"Small human beings. How long can your energy last?"

The evil god, who made up his mind to wage a war of attrition, kept selling out his followers in exchange for Wu Yong's energy loss.

The corner of Wu Yong's mouth curled up a little... he was too lazy to refute the other party: since he thinks he is "superior to others", then tell him the truth... human beings are the masters of this world.

A few minutes later, Wu Yong changed from his real body back to his original state... The evil god Fei Duan's indomitable body was also consumed to the point where it was only as normal as before.

"Humanity, you are the one who loses." The face of the evil god who stretched out his palm couldn't hide his complacent expression.

"No, it's you."

Following Wu Yong's words, purple light emerged from the black giant's body, causing the palms that came to him to collapse.

"Despicable villain, you actually attacked..."

Before the evil god finished speaking, the black lines that made up his body began to disintegrate, turning into black streamers and scattering the spiritual world—the black-robed believers who appeared all had blank expressions on their faces.

In the sky, the evil god whose body had collapsed revealed his true colors—a mass of mist as black as ink.

A streak of purple kept dancing in it, stirring it into various irregular shapes—but it couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the purple arc.

In the gloomy world: white cracks appeared in the sky, and the buildings on the ground also began to turn into black particles—the hurricane began to dissipate.

Souls wearing black robes... After the initial confusion, the red eyes faded, and their original colors appeared.

All eyes focused on Wu Yong, causing him to show a faint smile...but he didn't say anything.

He never thought that he would indirectly save so many souls...

In a trance, all kinds of human beings smiled at him and silently said, "Thank you."

Walking into the spiritual world of "Doomsday", white balls representing "light" appeared one after another... accompanied by the disappearance of souls.

"That... thank you." Some familiar female voices came...

Turning around, Wu Yong saw an adult woman with waist-length hair - Bu Yuan.

"You...why aren't you wearing black?"

Wu Yong is not surprised that the other party is here - because she was killed by Fei Duan: this evil god in the form of black mist seems to have the ability to absorb the soul of the slain.

Otherwise...it would be impossible for him to have so many believers.

The scale of the Cult of the Evil God is limited to the country of Tang - moreover, it is still an underground sect.

It has to be said that this is an irony—the country of Tang, which has forgotten war and loves peace, has a religion that is completely opposite to it... Maybe it is because of "extreme things must be reversed"?

Wu Yong does not intend to delve into this issue further: as a human being, he is too aware of how complex and contradictory a "human being" is... There are good, there are evil, there are neutral, and there is madness—it cannot be measured at all.

(End of this chapter)