Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

So, Fang Xiu made a move and plunged headlong into the chaotic hell. Having already shown his cards, he became more and more unscrupulous. Billions of hell chains dropped from the void, randomly selecting the Lucky Demon God to eat.

However, his efficiency is much slower than that of Satan. Those demon gods can't last long, and they will turn into a pool of blood when shrouded in blood.

And he still needs to go around arresting escaping food, and he has to die once every once in a while to let the last second of himself walk out of the long river of time.

Because the blood light also has an impact on him and is corroding his body.

He also tried to imitate Satan and drink the bloody river water directly, but found that it didn't work, and his whole body melted after one sip.

"Lord Satan, that Fang Xiu is taking the opportunity to devour the devil, we..." the jealous angel said with a cold light in his eyes.

"Don't worry about him, let him devour him. It will save him from informing and attracting other gods and demons, which can buy me a little more time." Satan said expressionlessly, and then stopped talking and concentrated Swallow those seven rivers of blood.

An hour later, Fang Xiu was able to devour less and less demon gods, and almost all of them melted into the river of blood.

His strength increased sharply again, and he tried to attack Satan. He poured the power of all demons into the divine feather spear, and then threw it fiercely.

Whoosh!

The Divine Feather Spear cut through the void like a golden meteor, piercing Satan's face. However, at this moment, the river of blood rolled, and a wave of blood rushed towards Satan, blocking him in front of him.

It's sizzling!

A tooth-piercing sound of corrosion was heard, and the Divine Feather Spear was seen piercing into the waves of blood, and then melted inch by inch, completely disappearing.

Fang Xiu frowned slightly and tried to attack the seven angels of hell again, but the result was the same. Those seven blood rivers contained the vast power of the entire hell, and even the Ten Thousand Demons Chaozong could not break through.

Simply, he stopped trying and waited patiently. He wanted to see where Satan would go in the end.

After a long time, the seven mighty blood rivers all merged into Satan's body, turning Sun Wukong's original golden eyes into blood eyes, and the terrifying demonic energy on his body almost became substantial, just like the Chaos Demon God!

An inexplicable power rose up in him. The power did not have any sense of oppression, but was ethereal, as if it was higher than the world, in another dimension.

Fang Xiu watched the changes in Satan. He had seen Nuwa before and knew the aura of the ancient god. Now he saw it again in Satan, that ethereal aura that transcended everything, was independent from the world, and seemed to stand above all things.

The seven angels worshiped Satan fervently, seemingly witnessing the birth of a supreme being.

The aura of the ancient god in Satan rose sharply, but when it reached a certain critical point, it suddenly declined.

"Do not!!"

Satan's eyes were about to burst, and he reached out to grab the sky, seeming to angrily rebuke the sky for being unfair: "It was almost! It was almost!"

He suddenly lowered his eyes and looked at the Seven Angels of Hell with a pair of bloody pupils.

The seven angels suddenly felt a thump in their hearts. The clever Lucifer had already run thousands of miles away.

However, in the next second, a big hand wrapped in demonic energy penetrated the void, grabbed it, and squeezed it with a little force. Lucifer's body exploded instantly and turned into a mass of dark purple origin.

Satan opened his mouth and swallowed Lucifer's origin directly, and his declining momentum was curbed.

Seeing this, the other angels fled frantically.

Satan waved his hand, and a bloody claw appeared out of thin air, like fishing for a fish, and easily caught the escaping angel in his hand.

Then he gulped it down.

The aura of the ancient god in him has risen again! It seems to be reaching a breaking point.

Satan couldn't help but be ecstatic: "Almost!"

He glanced out of the corner of his eye, only to find that there was an angel standing beside him, motionless.

"Why don't you run?"

"I'm too lazy to run." Lazy Angel replied lazily.

"it is good."

Satan grabbed the sloth angel and devoured him.

Finally, his ancient god's aura reached its peak, and he had already crossed the critical point with half a foot.

But at this moment, Satan froze, his face became blank, and his blood-red eyes turned golden again.

Satan scratched the back of his head blankly and glanced around, only to find that everything was empty except for Fang Xiu.

"Who are you? Where are you?"

The voice coming out of Satan's mouth was no longer deep and hoarse, but instead had a bit of a naughty childish voice.

In an instant, the vast aura of the ancient gods dissipated.

Fang Xiu's eyes moved slightly: "Sun Wukong?"

Satan scratched his head again: "Who is Sun Wukong? Why does it sound so familiar?"

Fang Xiu instantly understood the state of Satan at this time. Because Satan did not completely erase Sun Wukong's consciousness, he forcibly broke through the realm of the ancient gods. However, an accident occurred. At the critical moment, Sun Wukong's consciousness came out to cause trouble.

No, to be precise, this is not an accident, but a necessity. In the realm of the ancient gods, the whole body must be flawless and perfect. It is impossible to achieve a successful breakthrough when the soul is not completely coordinated.

However, although Sun Wukong's consciousness temporarily took over, it was obvious that the other party had lost his memory, and his current state was even that of a child.

In this state, it is almost impossible to fight against Satan and regain the soul body.

"You are Sun Wukong, the Monkey King, the Monkey King."

Fang Xiu tried to awaken Sun Wukong's memory, but after hearing it, Sun Wukong still wasn't touched at all. Instead, he started shouting excitedly like a child.

"Monkey King, Monkey King? What a majestic name. Is this my name? Great!"

While shouting excitedly, he jumped up and down in place like a real little monkey.

Just jumping around, Sun Wukong's body froze again, his golden eyes were gradually covered with blood, and his innocent expression turned into a cold expression of anger.

"Go back!" Satan roared, scaring away the little monkey and taking control of Sun Wukong's soul again.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his body, anger kept pouring out.

"Failed! It's still a failure after all! Even if I fight the whole hell, am I still half a step away from the ancient gods!? Ahhh!!

all because of you! "

He suddenly turned his head and stared at Fang Xiu with a pair of terrifying bloody eyes, with terrifying murderous intent!

He walked towards Fang Xiu step by step, as if one person was holding the power of hell, which was so terrifying that it was unimaginable.

"If it weren't for you, I could have completely refined Sun Wukong's consciousness and then made a breakthrough, but now all this has been ruined by you!

This king has tried his best and only reached the half-step of the ancient god state. Do you think you should die? "

Suddenly, Satan stopped and stood in front of Fang Xiu, like a man-eating demon, as if he was about to attack in the next second.

Fang Xiu looked calm and didn't care about Satan's threat at all. He just said calmly: "Don't always look for reasons in others, think more about your own problems. After you reflect, you will understand that the reason why you failed is just because of you." It’s trash, that’s all.”