Chapter 521: Gate of Hell

Fu Hui did the same thing again, using the fragments of the godhead to cut her own body and forcibly broke the confinement of the [Six-Stick Light Prison].

In the blink of an eye, three half-god cyclones burst out.

Lu Changsheng hurriedly flew back, and at the same time slashed three sword beams in the air, accurately hitting the half-god cyclones in the air.

Can it hit again now?

In other words, the previous mistake was not because my cognition was modified?

Lu Changsheng had some guesses in his mind.

Fu Hui kept a distance that was not too close or too far away, while constantly shooting half-god cyclones at Lu Changsheng, while paying attention to Zhou Yi's movements.

With the experience of being hit twice, she has gradually adapted to those elusive light beams, and can make appropriate reactions at the moment when the [Six-Stick Light Prison] is generated.

Fu Hui is like a patient hunter, waiting for her prey to reveal a flaw, and then giving them a fatal blow.

In comparison, Lu Changsheng looks a little unsystematic.

There was no big problem in dealing with those slow-moving demigod cyclones, but whenever Lu Changsheng wanted to launch an offensive against Fu Hui, he would fail inexplicably due to various low-level mistakes.

It was as if there was some kind of power in the dark that prevented him from hurting Fu Hui.

After several rounds of trials, Lu Changsheng silently summed up Fu Hui's abilities in his heart.

Fu Hui in this state had some kind of passive skills.

As long as Lu Changsheng had the intention to kill her, it would be triggered.

It was not cognitive modification, nor was it a twisted action.

It was simply that Lu Changsheng himself would instinctively not want to hurt Fu Hui.

This instinct was even faster than the speed of thinking, so that he himself did not realize it.

"Can the enemy give up the attack without noticing..."

"Is this the legendary absolute defense?"

While Lu Changsheng was complaining in his heart, he had already thought of a way to crack it.

A thought emerged from his brain and floated out quickly.

Confirmed that Zhou Yi received his signal.

Lu Changsheng accelerated sharply and rushed all the way to Fu Hui.

Facing the sudden attack of the black shadow, Fu Hui had no intention of defending at all.

Her passive ability would fluctuate with the change of distance, and the closer you were to her, the stronger the impact would be.

Whether it was the succubus or the siren clan, the least feared thing was close combat.

As their ancestor, Fu Hui was even less afraid.

Ten fingers were bent at the same time, and the thirty fragments of the godhead behind Fu Hui operated at the same time.

The terrifying power of the law was compressed in her palm.

The previous test had already made her a little tired.

She wanted to use this attack...

to break the deadlock!

As Fu Hui expected, Lu Changsheng's speed dropped sharply the moment he approached.

The originally fierce and fierce slash also became crooked and inaccurate.

But just when Fu Hui completed the compression of the power of the rules and was about to crush Lu Changsheng completely, a cold touch came from her forehead.

At this moment, Fu Hui only felt that her mind was in chaos, and the power of the law that had been condensed with great difficulty was also disordered in an instant and dissipated in her palm.

Puff!

The Ten Thousand Gods Sword pierced through Fu Hui's forehead.

The warm blood flowed down the sword and was quickly burned and vaporized by the fire wrapped on it.

"Roar!!!!!!"

Fu Hui opened her lips suddenly and let out a beast-like roar.

The originally beautiful and delicate face also became hideous and distorted because of the roar.

Lu Changsheng's mind was shaken, and he felt a splitting headache, and his brain was about to be squeezed and exploded.

His right leg flew up and kicked Fu Hui's heart.

With the force of the recoil, he flew back and avoided the impact of the roar.

Fu Hui's chest rose and fell violently. The sword just now did not cause fatal damage to her. At most, it interrupted her accumulation process.

But the psychological blow to Fu Hui was too great.

Since she was promoted to a demigod, no one has been able to compete with her charm passive.

She hasn't felt pain for a long, long time.

Theoretically, only beings with a much higher status than her can resist the power of charm.

How did this human do it?

Lu Changsheng shook his dizzy head. He was not discouraged by the failure of this attack, but full of confidence.

It can be done!

Her passive ability is indeed affected by distance.

Otherwise, Fu Hui would not have been hit by Zhou Yi's [Six-Stick Light Prison] just now.

As long as Zhou Yi hides in the distance and controls my body, I can resist Fu Hui's passive ability.

For the next attack, I only need to activate the power of the core law to completely kill this crazy woman!

Lu Changsheng thought silently in his heart.

Having lost the most important trump card, Fu Hui could no longer maintain her previous elegance and calmness.

She felt the threat of death.

The long-lost anger, fear, resentment, and rage surged into her heart.

Fu Hui crossed her hands in front of her and clenched them tightly, and thirty fragments of the godhead lit up with dazzling white light at the same time.

"You two damn bugs!"

"Die!!"

"All of you die!!!!"

Fu Hui roared madly.

The terrifying power of the law formed a circle of terrifying siphon.

The surrounding air was pulled by this huge force and swept towards Fu Hui.

In the howling storm, a mass of flesh and blood twisted and twitched in front of Fu Hui, gradually taking shape.

Fu Hui's hysterical roar was like thunder, her eyes were red, the white light between her hands increased sharply, and the indescribable power reached its peak.

At this moment, the mass of flesh and blood that twisted and twitched in the storm suddenly stopped struggling, as if reshaped by an invisible force, and began to condense rapidly in a way that violated the laws of nature.

The air was filled with a heart-pounding fishy smell and an ancient and mysterious energy fluctuation.

The peristalsis of the flesh and blood gradually slowed down, and then rearranged and reassembled at an astonishing speed. Each piece of fragment seemed to have been precisely calculated and accurately embedded in the predetermined position.

In the flashing light, a huge portal made of flesh and blood slowly opened in front of Fu Hui. Its height seemed to reach the sky, and its width was wide enough for several giant ships to pass through in parallel.

This flesh and blood door exuded a suffocating sense of oppression, and it was covered with intricate patterns.

There seemed to be an invisible force driving the door axis, allowing this immeasurable door to slowly open, emitting a low and long roar, like the breath of an ancient beast.

Inside the door was a chaos, with stars twinkling and the abyss gazing, as if connecting the starting point and end point of countless universes, and the final destination of all matter.

Waves of indescribable energy overflowed from behind the door, clashing violently with the laws of the real world, triggering a series of small-scale space distortions and energy storms.

Fu Hui stood in front of the door, her eyes full of determination and madness.

The huge door she opened seemed to be the key to the end of the world, quietly waiting to drag all lives into hell.

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