Reborn, being taken care of by the enemy Empress blocking the resurrection point

"How long have you lived in this world? Why do you think you can deal with me?" Hua Yanxiao was very elegant and indifferent, but it made people feel wary.

"What? Do you have any other ways to make a comeback?" Cui Jiutang felt panic in his heart for no reason, but he still managed to calm down.

The confrontation between the two armies is all about momentum. At this time, whoever falls into a psychological disadvantage first will be the loser.

No matter what it is, it all means this. Negotiations, wars, everything is done this way. Sometimes, you must not be weak mentally.

Hua Yan just looked at him quietly and suddenly said, "There are not many fox demons who have cultivated to the nine tails!"

Cui Jiutang took a step forward, trying to gain the psychological upper hand by looking down in order to grasp the overall situation.

"I don't know what you have to lament about. You must have seen many people who are stronger than me, right?"

"But their intelligence and calculation are far inferior to yours."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Follow me, I won't treat you badly."

Silence suddenly swept over the place. Cui Jiutang looked at him in disbelief, while Hua Yan looked calm and calm.

Brother, do you really want to be so calm?

Recruiting other people's conspirators in front of others?

Depend on! So many eighteen hundred years have taught you a thick skin, right?

Cui Jiutang suddenly felt that the god in front of him was nothing, and it seemed that it was not very different from humans, so he lost interest in it and instead held the connecting seal in his hand.

In the space, this was also a quantified force, pulling out strands of flames. The flames seemed to have spirituality, getting into the cage and climbing up Hua Yan's body and burning fiercely.

But even though he was in the midst of a raging fire that directly burned his soul, Hua Yan still didn't care, his expression was indifferent, as if he was not the one suffering this inhuman pain.

Cui Jiutang doesn't like nonsense either. He formed a seal with his hands and took off directly. The blurry image was so fast that it was impossible to distinguish it clearly.

Just like that, the flames increased fiercely, and the golden and blue flames crisscrossed, and the high temperature seemed to be almost unbearable even to the outside world.

Even Cui Jiutang, who was a caster, felt a rolling heat wave coming towards his face, a burning sensation.

This is the viciousness of this spell. It directly refines the soul into the host body and forcibly completes the soul-changing technique.

However, Hua Yan was still smiling, and the light of the flames reflected on his face, adding a touch of warmth out of thin air, but it also added more chill.

Cui Jiutang was horrified to see it, and the pain in his soul was indescribable. For normal creatures, even eighteen kinds of torture are not as painful as burning their souls.

But at this time, Hua Yan was able to laugh out of this pain!

"What? Unbelievable?" Hua Yan has such a sarcastic look on his face. How can he make you feel humiliated just by looking at you with a smile? .

"Have you never considered that I am fake?" He said quietly.

Cui Jiutang couldn't help but feel shocked. It's not like he hadn't considered this kind of thing, but he just had such a powerful battle with Luo Baiyue. He didn't really believe it was an incarnation.

Such a terrifying mobilization of soul power. If it weren't for the fact that this deity could only be restrained by just one word, how terrifying would his soul power be?

Hua Yan still smiled calmly and looked at Cui Jiutang who was shocked.

I won.

A very simple deduction: Cui Jiutang has been thrown into disarray because of his words, and it will be too easy for him to win later.

As for whether this is the original deity?

Is not this nonsensical? !

How could He, a special incarnation at this time, be so powerful?

It's just a mental battle to hold on.

In order to win over Him, we have already done whatever it takes.

sad?

How could it not be sad? Until now, he has lost the desire to live in this world and only relies on instinct for support.

When he personally killed all the gods in the same sequence as himself, he was already the most miserable god in the world.

He killed all his descendants with his own hands and became a loner from then on.

But it’s sad, what should I do? We’ve come this far, we can’t give up anymore, right?

Hua Yanqiang cheered up and looked at Cui Jiutang with a smile on his face, "Why are you so sure that I am this deity?"

"If this is just my incarnation, what should you do?"

Cui Jiutang's face was ugly. At this time, he was already riding a tiger and was in a dilemma. What's more, it only caused Hua Yan to lose part of his abilities.

But if you retreat, you may have this opportunity to deal with the real Hua Yan, but it may not be possible in this life.

All the choices are concentrated in his hands, but who knows what to do?

"You can try to see if you can hurt me through this external incarnation."

Another sound came from behind Cui Jiutang silently. Cui Jiutang turned around suddenly and found that Hua Yan was intact and standing behind him with a smile on his face.

The aura all over his body was as strong as the sun and moon in the sky, and his domineering temperament was vividly displayed in his body. The terrifying coercion made the whole world turbulent.

Cui Jiutang reacted almost immediately. Countless chains appeared in the sky between heaven and earth, directly piercing Hua Yan, Pipa bone, leg bone and hand bone in front of him.

The cage composed of long swords reappeared, but with this, another seal began to loosen and fall off.

Hua Yan stood up calmly, with a calm look on his face and a brisk tone, like a magnanimous elder teaching a junior, "Boy, you have been deceived."

Only then did Cui Jiutang realize that Hua Yan, whose momentum was like a rainbow and connected heaven and earth, could not survive three seconds before turning into nothingness in the trapped formation.

But he never had a chance to regret it. Hua Yan stepped forward and pinched his neck with one hand, and said with an evil smile: "Game over, little guy!"

Cui Jiutang's soul body was instantly shattered.

At the same time, Cui Jiutang outside suddenly opened his eyes and vomited blood. The scarlet blood dyed his chest completely red.

Lin Xiaoke quickly supported Cui Jiutang. As soon as Cui Jiutang opened his mouth to speak, a large mouthful of blood surged up, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

But he stubbornly turned his gaze to Fifteen Days, opened his mouth, and couldn't say anything.

Fifteenth sighed softly, took a step forward, and brushed Cui Jiutang with his big hand. A faint, milky white substance that was about to turn into transparent material appeared on his hand.

This is the last trace of Cui Jiutang's soul power. Only by keeping this can Cui Jiutang survive.

Otherwise, in three minutes, this demon fox who has cultivated to nine tails will probably die here.

Cui Jiutang closed his eyes, but the panic on his face still couldn't go away.

Lin Xiaoke looked at the extremely unstable Liulizhan and said worriedly: "Cui Jiutang failed."

"I know." A carrot recorder suddenly appeared in Fifteenth's hand, "I don't know if it's useful."

"Then what are you taking it out for?"

"A dead horse is a living horse doctor."