Chapter 441: War

Yes.

Ye Lan never expected that the figure turning around with his back to him in such a strange place was actually him!

Own?

Without hesitation, Ye Lan's purest devouring power burst out, absorbing the surging spiritual energy that spread throughout the room.

But before he could swallow anything, the terrifying whirlpool-like spiritual energy swallowed him up from all directions.

The quality is the same, but the quantity is the difference between the sea and the stream.

In just an instant, Ye Lan felt that his soul was about to be swallowed up, and all the spiritual energy in his body was about to leave his body, turning into a skeleton in the next moment.

Damn it! I have always been the one devouring others, but it turns out that being devoured in this crushing way is so uncomfortable!

"Why are you so weak?"

The night-blue figure opposite frowned.

"No, you are so crazy!"

Ye Lan feels quite outrageous, are you really going to kill me?

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

With the arrow on the string, Ye Lan showed no mercy. The Chaos Bell, the largest weapon in his body, fired six shots in a row, locking on the opponent perfectly.

puff.

Under the vast spiritual energy, the Bell of Chaos gathered at one point and exploded, and finally managed to drive the bullet into the opponent's body.

It's a pity that the effect is very little. The decisive shot was fired perfectly, but it only penetrated the opponent's flesh, not even penetrating.

Ye Lan could even feel the Bell of Chaos trembling when he fired. It seemed that it didn't dare to hit this target no matter what. It was only because it was him holding the gun that it dared to fire six bullets like this.

"Cell of Chaos?"

Opposite Ye Lan showed a somewhat humanized expression of pain, and then withdrew a small part of his psychic energy and returned it to his shoulder, healing the bullet mark after a few seconds.

A second before healing, the bullet popped out of his body with a bang.

"Strange, how come this guy is so strong and can actually penetrate my defense?"

"You are..." Ye Lan mobilized his strength with all his strength, and finally squeezed out the other party's devouring power. He finally guessed something, with a look of disbelief on his face: "The past me?"

"...Well, that should be it, right?" 'Ye Lan' on the opposite side looked very unhappy and uninterested: "But I don't want to admit it now. You are too weak, which makes me feel that the future is bleak. Light."

Yelan:......

"Both the future and the past can be changed." Yelan on the opposite side smiled coldly: "It's better to kill you, so that a stronger me may be born in the new future."

"Ouch, meow! Don't meow! You are in a weak state now, meow!" The psychic cat finally couldn't bear it anymore, jumped out, and showed its physical form: "Wait! Wait a minute, meow!"

Ye Lan, who was opposite him, was stunned for a moment, with a hint of tenderness on his face.

"kitten?"

"……Meow."

"It's okay, this is a decisive battle between myself, meow." He said gently: "Just stay away for now, I will protect you."

"No, no, no! It shouldn't be like this, meow!" The psychic cat rushed back into Yelan's body in panic and shouted:

"Run meow! Run meow! This is your peak state in the past, meow! On the eve of the decisive battle with the Touch of the Ancient God, meow! You will definitely not be able to beat me now, meow!"

"He's serious, meow! Run, meow!"

puff!

As the psychic cat penetrated his body, Yelan felt the fatal killing intent from the other party. The vast spiritual energy devoured him pervasively, making him even somewhat unable to control himself.

The words of the soul cat made Ye Lan very warm, but they also brought a fact.

That's me!

That was my past self!

"He doesn't recognize that I am him..." In this situation, Ye Lan struggled, with a touch of anger rising in his eyes:

"But have you ever considered that I don't recognize him as me at all!"

Yelan raised his head, and all his strength overlapped in layers, squeezing into a pure defense to block the fatal devouring.

"This arrogant and awesome look is really annoying." Ye Lan gritted his teeth, his back became more and more tense, and he uttered a word that was even more arrogant than the other person.

"I don't know as much as you, but..."

"Since you said that both the past and the future can be changed, you are not afraid of killing me."

"Doesn't that also mean that I can kill you without any worries!"

There was a deep blue in Yelan's eyes.

"Kill you and replace me with a polite person!"

The psychic cat was stunned, looking left and right, lamenting and covering his eyes.

It’s over, it’s over, meow!

What should I do if two Ye Lan brothers fight?

"Well, that sounds pretty good." The past Ye Lan rarely showed a hint of satisfaction: "But how can you do it with such a weak person?"

"Swallow!"

In the past, Yelan exploded with all his strength, launched a fatal blow, and hit Yelan's barrier.

The psychic storm that covered the sky swept away everything in sight, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

This lasted for nearly a minute. Yelan's fluctuations became weaker and weaker, reaching a state of almost annihilation. The past Yelan was depressed and sighed softly.

"It seems that this is really all we can do."

"I shouldn't be going too far, I'm just being cruel to myself."

He opened his right hand and made a fist suddenly.

"Swallow! It's over!"

boom!

The psychic storm swept across the world, and he turned his head again.

But the moment he turned his head, the past Ye Lan frowned suddenly.

What?

The swallowing had reached the last step, but it made him feel extremely disgusted.

It was as if he had swallowed to the last moment and suddenly encountered something indigestible.

He turned his head in astonishment and found that the place where Ye Lan was had turned into a completely different color.

Another vast psychic wave and a strange dark gray color swept across the world, turning into the appearance of hell.

Then, tens of thousands of tentacles of the Ancient God's Touch rushed towards it like a tide, colliding with the swallowing power.

Past Ye Lan:? ?

What? Am I not fighting with myself? How come the Ancient God's Touch hit my door in the blink of an eye?

Boom!

In the waves of thousands of Ancient God's Touch, a psychic energy with an unparalleled sharpness passed through his layers of swallowing, carrying a fatal blow, and penetrated!

In that strange attack, the past Ye Lan met the somewhat gloomy eyes of Ye Lan.

He held a ferocious tentacle in his hand, which became harder and harder. As it rushed towards him, it slowly turned into the shape of a spear.

"What the hell?" The past Ye Lan widened his eyes: "How did you do this? This is..."

"The Spear of the Ancient God!"

Ye Lan held the Spear of the Ancient God in his hand and stabbed it towards the chest of his past self!