Weird and hard to kill? Sorry, I am truly immortal

“It seems that my requirements for S-level are still too high.

The disappointment in Fang Xiu’s eyes deeply hurt Jing Gui’s fragile heart.

“Asshole! How dare you look down on me! The field unfolds. Infernal Hell! "The mirror ghost opened the domain directly without saying a word.

Boom!

The dark soul light surged from his body, and endless black fire rose, turning into a ghost face mask and black fire wings, silver hair like a waterfall, and blood in his right eye.

The next moment, the sky shook and the void vibrated.

Above the sky, a huge blood-red eye rose slowly.

Under the illumination of the blood light, endless black fire burned the earth and spread wildly, and in this endless black fire, a terrifying phantom of hell rose from the ground and slowly took shape.

There were billions of ghost shadows inside, roaring silently, and there were endless torture instruments everywhere, as well as mountains of swords and seas of fire, silver ropes hanging, flesh and blood grinding wheels, soul bridges, mountains of corpses and seas of blood...

The powerful force brought by the hell of hell made the mirror ghost regain some confidence: "Feel your own power! "

The mirror ghost stood in the depths of the hell, with a hideous face and an arrogant look.

Lin Ye behind Fang Xiu had already withdrawn his right hand awkwardly, looking at the hellish scene around him in horror. The breath that was so terrifying that it was almost tangible penetrated into his body, making him tremble uncontrollably.

That was the body's instinctive trembling.

Is this the true power of the prophet?

So strong!

At this time, the disappointment on Fang Xiu's face became more and more intense, and he even shook his head.

He reached out to touch the endless black flames in the hell, letting his palms be roasted to a charred black, but said in disappointment: "Only for show."

He looked at the depths of the hell again, but could not see the familiar ghost god phantom, and shook his head again: "It's funny."

He was like a picky gourmet, commenting on the delicacies made by a third-rate chef. He just took a bite and couldn't help spitting out the dish.

There is no breath of time reversal in the hell.

"It's really rubbish."

"Maybe, I shouldn't have too high expectations of you. "

Fang Xiu had already overestimated the strength of the S-level mirror ghost, but he didn't expect that it would be so laughable in the end, like a fool imitating a beauty.

Not only was the power of the black flame weakened, there was no ghost god shadow, no angel law, and no time reversal. Can this be called hell? It's better to call it an inn. After all, the environment looks quite comfortable.

The mirror ghost was trembling with anger at Fang Xiu's comments: "Stop pretending there, die! "

The next moment, black flames surged like a volcanic eruption, and the shining silver ropes moved like poisonous snakes, and dense and strange phantoms swarmed up.

In just a moment, the terrifying attacks were overwhelming, almost drowning Fang Xiu. Lin Ye behind him was already horrified to the extreme.

Lin Ye could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in these millions of attacks. If any of them fell on him, he would definitely die.

At this time, Fang Xiu's calm voice sounded: "Well, let me show you what the real hell is.

The field unfolds. Hell. "

Boom!

Jinggui's hell was shattered, replaced by a soul-stirring black flame, the whispers of the strange gods filling the world, and two bright moons hanging above his head, one silver and one red.

The hell is the embodiment of Fang Xiu's full power, so when he possesses the angel's decree, there will be a corresponding manifestation in the hell.

Fang Xiu stood in the depths of the hell, surrounded by strange gods, and his beautiful wife stood beside him, like the master of the strange gods.

"No... this is impossible!" Jinggui screamed wildly, his eyes full of disbelief: "I clearly copied you, why is your power so much stronger than mine! ? "

"It seems that your copy limit is the fifth level." Fang Xiu said calmly.

"My copy limit is the fifth level, but aren't you the fifth level?"

Fang Xiu shook his head lightly: "Summer insects cannot talk about ice.

I'll give you one last chance. If you can copy a work that satisfies me, you may die less painfully. "

"Asshole!" Jing Gui was instantly furious. His S-class dignity was ruthlessly trampled upon. A dazzling red light suddenly burst out from his body, covering Fang Xiu and the hell together, trying to copy a perfect one.

However, his power was rapidly consumed, his breath became weaker and weaker, but the despair on his face became stronger and stronger.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How can you have so much power beyond the fifth level! "

"Is this your last words?" A painful light emerged from Fang Xiu's palm, distorting the light around like a black hole.

"No! I don't believe it! ! "Jing Gui roared wildly.

At this moment, swish!

A palm stretched out from Fang Xiu's chest, blood dripping, and the owner of this palm was Lin Ye!

Lin Ye looked at the blood hole on Fang Xiu's body with trembling all over, and suddenly retracted his hand.

"No... It's not me, my body is out of control! "

At this moment, he was a little collapsed. Just now, a powerful force suddenly emerged from his body, and then he was out of control.

"Hahaha..." Jing Gui's arrogant laughter sounded: "You fell into the trap!

Do you think I was just copying your domain? In fact, I was transferring power, transferring most of the power to Jing Nu Lin Ye.

His awakened ability is a dead line, and touching it means death!

My power, plus his ability, you will definitely die! "

Fang Xiu did not move, his expression remained calm.

Lin Ye, on the other hand, had collapsed and knelt at Fang Xiu's feet.

Ever since Fang Xiu resurrected everyone, he knew that the prophet would always be the prophet, and he had wronged him.

He was already ashamed, but at this moment, he was used by the mirror ghost to attack his idol. This guilt made him unbearable.

He collapsed and looked at his bloody hands.

"I... killed the prophet..."

Cold, trembling, despair, guilt, all kinds of complex emotions surged in his heart, and in an instant, they crushed the heart of the 17-year-old boy.

Tears could not stop falling.

"I think you probably misunderstood." Fang Xiu's calm voice sounded.

"Kill me? With the power of the mirror ghost? You are still far away."

Lin Ye raised his head in a daze, and immediately saw that the wounds on Fang Xiu's body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, he became unscathed.

"Your ability has a very special deadline. With the cooperation of the mirror ghost's power, it did kill my body, but that's all."

The mirror ghost's face was full of question marks. Killed your body? That's all? Do you want to listen to what you are saying?

Is this something a human can say?