After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

In the end, joker chose to take action.

Even if he knew he might make a mistake, it was still better than doing nothing.

I saw the thunder sword in his hand suddenly glowing brightly, the blood-colored spiritual light covering it, and the sword was pointing away!

boom!

A strange scene appeared. The Thunder Sword unexpectedly surged in an instant. The sword body, which was originally more than one meter, suddenly expanded to more than 40 meters. It rushed towards Fang Xiu as if it was telescopic, trying to penetrate him.

Obviously, Fang Xiu had already predicted this scene. The moment the joker made the move, he clasped his hands together violently, and the dark spirituality erupted like a volcano.

Pain manifests itself. Angels descend!

Weird, majestic, and incomprehensible Sanskrit singing echoed throughout the audience.

At this moment, the world was silent, and only this strange Sanskrit singing was flowing.

Immediately afterwards, Joker saw a scene that he would never forget, even though he had seen it many times without knowing it.

I saw an angel like the eternal blazing sun descending. The huge shadow was like the sun, and a terrifying sense of oppression enveloped the entire place.

But this time, the joker did not kneel down immediately, because he recognized that this was the shadow of the angel, not the real body, just like the Taotie shadow that appeared before.

But it was enough to shock him.

He couldn't understand why Fang Xiu could repeatedly summon the projections of one strange god after another.

boom!

A burst of dazzling holy light burst out from the angel's huge eyes, illuminating the entire night sky, like a comet streaking across, and fiercely bombarded the joker's 40-meter-long thunder sword.

The holy light and the bloody thunder exploded into a fierce collision, and the thunder was extinguished inch by inch, as if it had been melted.

After all, it is the shadow of an angel. No matter how weak the strength is, the person placed here can still dissolve the light of the soul.

Fang Xiu was not surprised by this result because he had already experimented many times.

Just like the wife can ignore the light of the soul and directly cause harm to the joker.

Even if the power of these high-level beings is weakened hundreds of millions of times, the characteristics contained in them can still crush the lower-level beings.

This feeling is like a hot weapon and a cold weapon.

An ordinary soldier faces a hundred ordinary soldiers. Under normal circumstances, if he is surrounded by a hundred people, he cannot kill one of them. But when a hundred soldiers surround a man holding a pistol, even if there is only one bullet in the pistol, it will be impossible for him to be surrounded by a hundred people. There is a high probability that he can kill one back.

The gap between the two is not a one-hundred-to-one disparity in strength, but the gap between cold weapons and hot weapons. This is the gap in personality.

Under the illumination of the angel's holy light, joker's thunder sword was destroyed, and even the spiritual light protecting his body was annihilated, leaving a gap.

The holy light penetrated his body.

But, that's all.

The joker was only slightly injured, with just a blood hole on his chest. This was not a big deal to him who had transformed into a monster.

The angel's shadow slowly dissipated. The power it could exert at present was too weak. Even if Fang Xiu could use his third-level strength to break the fifth-level spiritual light, after breaking it, there would be very little power left and he could not Causes too much damage to joker.

However, this is enough to scare Joker. After all, in his understanding, all ants below the fifth level are ants. Unless the light of his soul is exhausted, he will never be defeated by anyone other than Xuanyuan Sword. Things hurt.

The severe pain made his movements slow for a moment.

And Fang Xiu, who had practiced countless times, could not fail to seize the opportunity, and immediately gave orders to Fang Moli and others in his mind.

Luo Qingxin directly unleashed all her spirituality without any hesitation.

Absolute zero!

Her small mouth opened slightly, and a terrifying cold air that seemed to freeze her soul spewed out of her mouth.

The joker was hit on the spot. Under the influence of the cold air, layers of ice inevitably appeared on his body, but these ices could not penetrate the light of the soul at all.

All were firmly blocked out.

But what Luo Qingxin wants to do is never to hurt the joker, but to restrain him, even for a second!

She did it at the cost of all her spirituality.

The moment the joker was restrained, the other captains' attacks came in waves, seamlessly connecting.

The joker's expression changed instantly. He still misjudged the future and fell into Fang Xiu's trap.

"No!!" Joker's eyes were splitting, not because of the attacks of several captains, but because Fang Moli had already raised the Xuanyuan Sword.

This time he really raised the Xuanyuan Sword without scratching his head.

A cold light appeared in Fang Moli's eyes, and his expression became even more indifferent: "Everything is..."

"Shut up! Do it now!"

Before he could declare victory, Fang Xiu's voice sounded in his mind, interrupting him.

It's not that Fang Xiu can't stand Fang Moli's pretense, but they've already died once because of his pretense.

The interrupted Fang Moli seemed to be choked by something, but this did not prevent him from taking action.

Swish!

The bright golden Xuanyuan Sword Qi suddenly slashed out.

It's all over, joker.

Fang Moli added silently in his heart.

The moment Xuanyuan Sword Qi fell on joker, the light of his soul was like paper, instantly breaking through his defenses.

There was also a huge wound on Joker's chest. The power of Xuanyuan Sword was attached to the wound and could not be healed at all.

Joker's life force was draining rapidly. He fell to the ground and could no longer get up. He knew that he was dead.

Looking at the fallen joker, Fang Xiu knew that the winner was decided. After many death attempts and countless drills, he finally passed the level.

Seeing that the overall situation was decided, Fang Moli also started.

"No one can live after receiving a blow from me, and you are no exception..."

"Even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!!"

Fang Moli's words were interrupted again. The joker's expression was as ferocious as a villain. He used up the last bit of strength in his body to ignite the light of his soul.

His body began to swell strangely, as if countless sarcomas were surging in his body.

The bloody spiritual light began to flash like a broken light bulb.

"Not good! He's going to blow himself up!"

Everyone's expression changed instantly and they quickly wanted to escape from this place.

However, they underestimated the horror of the self-destruction of a fifth-level powerhouse, or to be precise, the horror of the self-destruction of the light of the soul.

Boom--!

Dazzling blood burst out from Joker's body like a nuclear explosion, and everything within a radius of [-] meters was enveloped and engulfed in blood in just a short moment.

Fang Moli and others desperately tried to use the power of the domain to resist, but they had gone through successive battles and their power was almost exhausted. In addition, the fifth-level spiritual light was not something that the domain could defend at all.

Without any surprise, everyone died, including Fang Xiu.

After all, this is the self-destruction of a fifth-level powerhouse. All the light of the soul explodes desperately in an instant. There is no material in the entire explosion range that can not be annihilated, except Xuanyuan Sword.

.......

.......

Fang Xiu frowned slightly when he returned from the game. He never expected that joker would have the unique skill of self-destruction.

what is this? Won, but didn’t win.

To be precise, they died together.

As far as he understood, it seems that fourth-level spiritual masters and below are unable to self-destruct. After all, spiritual masters are humans in nature and not bombs. How can they explode on the spot?

The so-called desperate effort of a fourth-level spiritual master is just to use the power of the domain to the maximum extent, regardless of whether the body can bear it, just like ordinary people who strain their muscles due to excessive exertion.

A fourth-level spiritual master who exerts excessive force will cause the power of the domain to harm himself, which may result in death, but this is by no means self-destruction.

The joker is obviously different. Before he died, he compressed the light of his soul to the extreme, and then boom!