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

Lu Ziming was frightened. Just standing in the endless hell, he felt a wave of extreme negative emotions and ghostly whispers constantly impacting him. The terrifying black fire was burning his spirituality all the time, and the whole hell was even more intense. It is filled with a sense of devouring everywhere, constantly eroding spirituality.

There were waves of real pain in the skin and internal organs all over his body.

Before the battle even started, his body was already filled with negative BUFFs.

What frightened him the most was that he was at level five! With the protection of the light of the soul, he can still suffer from so many negative states. If a fourth-level person comes here, he may be declared dead just by standing in it.

"You are the first person to see my domain. As a reward, I will let you experience all the punishments in the endless hell." Fang Xiu said with a cruel smile.

He is very satisfied with his field, not only because the Hell can torture his enemies and bring him pleasure, but also because the Hell is really strong.

The ability of the Infinite Hell is the comprehensive expression of everything he possesses. Here, black flames are burning all the time, and there are never-ending whispers of strange gods in his ears, as well as the impact of negative emotions hidden deep in his heart, and countless The omnipresent power of gluttonous devouring, etc...

That is to say, Lu Ziming is a fifth-level spiritual master with spiritual light protection. If he were an ordinary fourth-level soul master, he would not even be qualified to stand in the Infinite Hell.

Lu Ziming suppressed the fear in his heart. He knew that he had no way out. Now, he could only fight to the death.

"Fang Xiu! No matter how strong your domain is, you can't stop me from stealing your heart!"

boom!

He rose into the sky, holding the sword high in his hand. Visible streams of sword energy gathered from all directions, forming a huge sword energy storm with the sword as the center.

However, before he could strike out, the endless black fire in hell rose up and rushed towards him like a sea of ​​​​fire.

The void in all directions suddenly cracked open, and black holes appeared one after another, like the mouths of gluttons, in which unparalleled terrifying devouring power erupted, tearing at the light of his soul crazily.

The murmurs of the strange gods became more and more intensive, like sonic attacks, impacting Lu Ziming's soul one after another.

Lu Ziming's eyes turned red instantly, he was so upset that even the speed of his chops slowed down a bit.

But the fifth level is still the fifth level.

"Wind Sword Power!"

Following his violent shout, the terrifying blade storm slashed out, tearing through the black fire and black hole in front of him with devastating force.

The power of this sword gave him confidence. He found that although Fang Xiu's domain was weird, it was only at the fourth level after all. He might be invincible at the same level, but facing the fifth level was still difficult.

Just when he was about to pursue the victory, the silver hanging rope made of billions of silver long hairs twisted towards him like a poisonous snake.

Lu Ziming had a sinister look on his face, and he swung the long sword in his hand from bottom to top, as if he was stirring up a long river of sword energy. The cold sword energy rose from the sky like a fountain, instantly tearing the silver hanging rope into pieces.

"Fang Xiu, just use whatever means you have!" Lu Ziming snorted coldly, defeating Fang Xiu's two moves in succession. This greatly increased his confidence and regained the self-confidence of a fifth-level powerhouse.

"Jie Jie Jie... don't rush to death, let me experiment slowly." Fang Xiu's ferocious laughter rang out, not caring at all that his move was broken.

From beginning to end, he never showed any serious intention, but he was experimenting one by one with the ability of endless hell.

Lu Ziming's face suddenly turned cold. Are you going to test my ability? I want you to die!

"Fire Sword Power!"

He burst out tens of thousands of sword lights regardless of consumption. Those sword lights were like thousands of fire streams churning and intersecting in the void. They were so bright and dazzling that they had the potential to burn all the eight wastelands.

In the past, Lu Ziming would not have dared to waste his spiritual energy like this. After all, consuming too much spiritual energy at the burial site would mean being unable to make money and committing suicide slowly.

But it's different now. This is the last battle. As long as he defeats Fang Xiu and takes away the heart, he can leave the burial place.

"Interesting." Fang Xiu laughed ferociously and waved his palm gently. The river in the Infernal Hell, which was like the River of Forgetfulness, began to surge. In an instant, it set off a huge wave and swept towards Lu Ziming fiercely.

If you look carefully, you will find that there are densely packed corpses floating in the lake.

It’s the corpse lake projection!

The Infinite Hell integrates all of Fang Xiu's abilities, integrates them into one, and then explodes with unimaginable power, so the manifestation of pain is naturally included in it.

The power of the Corpse Lake at this time is far greater than before. With the blessing of the Infinite Hell, it already has a hint of the real Corpse Lake's style.

The power of the fire sword was suppressed instantly, and it was almost extinguished on the spot. Lu Ziming said nothing, and slashed with his long sword, and the fire soared into the sky again.

boom!

The strong sound of the sword and the ear-piercing roar of the corpses in the corpse lake sounded together, and eventually both of them were annihilated.

But Lu Ziming's figure disappeared in an instant. He no longer planned to delay it any longer and wanted to get the heart as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams.

Against the backdrop of the sword light, his figure rushed in front of Fang Xiu as if he teleported. He held the sword in his right hand and slashed at Fang Xiu's neck, and his left hand formed a claw to reach for his heart.

However, facing this fierce attack, Fang Xiu did not dodge at all and allowed the opponent to attack.

The next moment, a shocking scene appeared. The moment Lu Ziming came into contact with Fang Xiu, bang!

With a soft sound, Fang Xiu's figure was like a phantom of foam, bursting inch by inch and disappearing between heaven and earth.

Lu Ziming's face turned extremely ugly for a moment, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Illusion!"

"Yes, the moment you saw the blood moon, you were already under my illusion." A hundred meters away, Fang Xiu's figure appeared out of thin air. This was the ability of the blood pupil and nightmare combined.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Ziming transformed into sword light again, and the distance of a hundred meters disappeared in an instant, instantly piercing Fang Xiu's body.

boom!

Fang Xiu's figure cracked again and slowly dissipated.

"Useless struggle." Thousands of voices sounded at the same time, and from the depths of the Infinite Hell, thousands of identical Fang Xiu walked out at the same time. No matter the body shape, expression, or even movement and breath, they were exactly the same.

"Damn it!" Lu Ziming's eyes were filled with tears. If he continued like this, he wouldn't even be able to find the other party's true body, and he would sooner or later die of spiritual exhaustion.

Like an enraged beast, he unleashed his ultimate move regardless: "Since I can't tell which one is the real one, I'll kill them all!

Thunder Sword Power! ! "

(late)