Chapter 4695 Home Delivery
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"Ah~"
A sharp scream pierced the sky, breaking the peace of the forest.
Xiao Fan and the others were awakened in an instant, only to see Shi Shen's face distorted incomparably, and his whole body twitching, as if he was experiencing painful torture.
On his face, the veins were bulging, and the blood might burst out at any time.
"Killing God!" Seeing this, Ling Feng walked up very worriedly, wanting to help Killing God.
Before he could take a step, Xiao Fan stretched out his hand to stop him. Although he couldn't bear it in his heart, he still said firmly: "Trust him!"
"But!" Ling Feng's expression was tangled, and a chill shrouded his whole body.
"The fetishes of the heavens and the earth are so rare. They are all conceived by the endless years of the heavens and the earth. How can it be so easy to take them as your own?" Xiao Fan shook his head.
He still didn't say a word, the God-strike Stone is one of the three special gods of heaven and earth, and even the immortal root cannot be compared.
The body of the soul got the immortal source root, and the process went smoothly, but it was almost escaped by the immortal source root.
This is also because the source of immortality has no attack power at all.
Similarly, the Linglong Pan he looted from the Tianyin leader of the Celestial Race was only a defensive fetish.
But the God Stone is different, it has attack power, and it is also a soul attack.
If he can really subdue the God-beating Stone, it is not an exaggeration to say that in the future, if God Killer meets God Cultivator, as long as his strength is not enough to instantly kill him, he can basically walk sideways!
The process of refining the god-killing stone is destined to be very difficult, but it is no exaggeration to say that among Xiao Fan and his party, the chance of killing the gods is the greatest.
His main body is the god-killing ancestor beast, which is specially aimed at the power of the soul, and it has the same effect as the god-killing stone.
Looking at the constantly struggling, red-eyed, twisted body of Killing God, Xiao Fan could only bite the bullet and stare.
At this point, there is nothing he can do, everything depends on Shi Shen himself.
Ling Feng and Ye Shiyu were extremely worried, but besides watching, they were also at a loss.
After an unknown amount of time, the howling gradually disappeared.
The hearts of the three of Xiao Fan twitched instantly, and their breathing became short of breath.
There was a dead silence all over the field, you could hear the drop of a needle, and time and space seemed to have fallen into a standstill.
"call!"
Suddenly, Killing God took several deep breaths suddenly, and his body bounced off the ground, like a suffocated person, finally able to breathe air, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
On the contrary, Xiao Fan and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone in their hearts was relieved.
The few people didn't urge them, and after a while, Shen Shen opened his eyes, the scarlet blood slowly receded, his face returned to calm, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Successful?" Ling Feng asked tentatively.
Killing God didn't answer, but flicked his fingers lightly.
"Ouch, what the hell!" Ling Feng hugged his head violently, stepped back a few steps, and looked around in horror, with a bewildered expression on his face.
At that moment just now, he only felt as if his soul was being stabbed by a needle, and it was extremely painful.
This feeling is exactly the same as soul attack.
But he glanced around, but found nothing.
After a while, Ling Feng came back to his senses and looked at Killing God in horror: "Is it you?"
"What do you think?" Slaughter God said with a smile, and made another gesture of flexing his fingers.
"Don't!" Ling Feng shrank his neck suddenly in fright, and hid behind Ye Shiyu.
Why didn't he understand that Killing God must have used the God-hitting Stone to attack him just now, but this method was too weird.
"Unsensible soul attack?" Ye Shiyu's eyes lighted up slightly.
There are still traces of ordinary soul attacks, but the soul attacks that hit the god stone are simply elusive.
Ling Feng's soul power was not weak, but he still couldn't resist the attack of the God Stone, so what about the others?
"The Supreme Ancestor may not be able to avoid it." Xiao Fan smiled slightly, the power of the God-hitting Stone was within his expectation, even much better than he expected.
"Fortunately, those old immortals didn't take it away, otherwise we would be the unlucky ones." Killing God grinned, "They'd better not meet me again, or they won't be able to eat and walk around."
boom!
Xiao Fan suddenly shuddered directly at Shishen, and Shishen's eyes turned red from the pain.
"Shenshen, you are inflated. If you are capable, try using the God-hitting stone against me?" Xiao Fan rolled his eyes.
Killing God was a little unconvinced, and flicked his fingers.
However, Xiao Fan stood there motionless, as if nothing had happened.
"What's going on? Third child, why are you alright?" Ling Feng was surprised.
"Because my husband walked the road of the stone ancestor?" Ye Shiyu came back to his senses.
Xiao Fan nodded, and said: "No, to be precise, I am a pure physical cultivator, and I have no soul at all. Similarly, in the face of other physical cultivators, the God Stone can't do anything about it."
"That is to say, the God-hitting stone is only for gods?" Killing God was slightly disappointed.
Originally refining the God-strike Stone, he had a posture of being invincible in the world, but now he was told that the God-strike Stone was not as strong as he thought, which made him unable to accept it for a while.
"Everything in the world, mutual generation and mutual restraint, gods and objects are rare in the world, but they are not omnipotent. The one who is really powerful is himself." Xiao Fan nodded and warned earnestly.
A few people deeply believed that whether it was a fetish or a treasure, it was only a foreign object after all.
"Okay, now that the God-strike Stone has been refined, we should take action to find out how to get the light of reincarnation." Xiao Fan's expression froze in vain.
"Boss, I know." Killing God suddenly said, "The golden light on us is the light of reincarnation. If you want to get the light of reincarnation, you can only snatch it from other people."
"Only by killing the enemy can we get the light of reincarnation?" Ling Feng was surprised, "Isn't this forcing us to kill each other?"
"A strong person in the Holy Ancestor Realm doesn't seem to be so easy to die." Xiao Fan shook his head, he had a faint feeling that things were not that simple.
However, it is true that the other party asked them to kill each other.
"Boss, someone has delivered the goods to your door." Suddenly, Killing God's eyes turned cold and he stared forward.
Hoo hoo!
Sure enough, after two breaths, several figures flew towards them and appeared around Xiao Fan and the others in an instant, surrounding them tightly.
"Boy, let's see how arrogant you are this time. If you hand over the strange stone, this ancestor may give you a good time." The person who spoke was really the old man of the human race who had chased and killed the gods before.
Seeing Xiao Fan's strength, he ran away immediately.
However, he did not give up on hitting the God Stone, but instead recruited a large group of people. Among them, the aura emanating from two people was only strong but not weak.
"Old man, I don't know who was so frightened that he shitted." Killing God looked disdainful, this old guy is really not afraid of death.
"Everyone beware of this man, he has comprehended the origin of time and space." The human race elder stared at Xiao Fan solemnly, and he completely ignored the killing of gods.
"Don't worry, Ancestor Xuanyou, he's going to die." Hearing this, one of the golden-robed old men opened his palm, and a funnel-shaped magic weapon appeared in his hand. With a slight swipe, the funnel-shaped magic weapon suddenly became bigger and ruthlessly pressed down on Xiao Fan.