Return from the second dimension

One finger punishes the gods, shocking the world.

The shattered body of the idol was scattered everywhere, and the bones rolled down like a torrent.

The nearby monks dodge in a hurry, for fear that they will be overwhelmed by the torrent of bones if they slow down for a few breaths.

There was no sound in the square, and everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them. Unexpectedly, Tan Shen, who seemed invincible, collapsed to pieces.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly turned into a sigh.

Sure enough, as Tang Zhen said, Tan Shen is just a body made of clay, which looks fierce and evil, but in fact it is not as powerful as imagined.

It wasn't even a god at all, otherwise it wouldn't be directly defeated by Tang Zhen as soon as he fought.

While feeling emotional, he became more curious about the origin of Tang Zhen's cultivation.

The elder's heart is full of doubts, is it possible that the servants of the gods are all so powerful?

The monks were thinking wildly, but it did not affect the battle in the center of the square, because it was just a body that had just shattered.

The true body of Tan Shen has not yet been revealed.

"Roar!"

With the fragmentation of the body, the piles of white bones scattered around, the objects hidden in the belly of the god finally revealed the true face of Mount Lu.

It was a drop-shaped red jade like a hill. The red color was not its original color, but was dyed red by the liquid inside.

The jade is covered with veins like blood vessels, and the dancing tentacles grow out of it.

At this moment, as the bones were scattered, those vascular tentacles began to wave constantly, looking like a weird octopus.

In the center of this red gem, there was a figure floating, covered with a thin layer of flesh and blood, but it was still a skeleton.

The figure was struggling violently, as if the baby had been stripped of the quilt and left in the wild for three to nine days.

"Asshole, what do you want to do?"

An unwilling roar came out from the gem, obviously from the incomplete skeleton.

"If I guessed correctly, you should have nothing to do with this spiritual world, just a native god from other worlds, lingering, right?"

The other party's furious questioning could only show that he was helpless, and there was nothing he could do in the face of Tang Zhen.

"Yes, but so what?"

The existence in the gem asked, with a bit of unwillingness and repressed madness in his tone.

"I don't understand why you were not killed directly after being defeated.

Instead, stay in the spirit world, hide in this small cave, trying to survive?"

For Tang Zhen, the half-dead Tan Shen in front of him, who had to conceive a womb to save his life, was not worth mentioning.

The final purpose of the previous methods of pretending to be gods and ghosts was just to attract the monks.

Through this incident, it also proved that Tan Shen was weak, and had to spend a lot of time planning to attract the greedy monks to devour him.

What kind of Tanxu secret realm is just a scam, using so-called treasures to lure greedy guys to come and die.

It was the pile of bones that made the skull-like Pan God covered with a thin layer of flesh and blood.

However, it is estimated that hundreds of millions of monks will be sacrificed in order to recover.

For Tan Shen in the era of the victory, this was a very easy thing to do, but now it is just a luxury.

Tang Zhen can at least be certain that to the controller of the Spiritual Extreme Realm, Tan Shen is an existence that is not worth mentioning.

Otherwise, he won't be allowed to stay in the realm of the spirit world, linger until now, and can also pretend to be a mysterious trap.

As for how many foreign monks or local monks would be damaged, the controller of the spiritual world didn't care.

The more you think about this matter, the more shocking you are. Who knows how many similar down-and-out gods are hidden in the spiritual world?

Losing the godhead becomes half-dead, and can only try to survive, but still dreaming of restoring strength.

After hearing Tang Zhen's question, Tan Shen, who was in the state of a divine child, immediately let out an extremely strange laugh with a sneer and a wry smile.

To outsiders, it sounds more like a whine.

"I actually want to know, why don't you kill me? That would be a hundred.

When the world I was in was invaded, all the monks rose up to resist, but they weren't the enemy's opponent.

Seeing that the entire world is about to be destroyed, I can only gather a large number of monks into the kingdom of God, and then start a decisive battle with the invaders.

Unexpectedly, the enemy was too strong. In just one round, I was almost completely beaten and had to hide in the kingdom of God.

At first, it was a fluke that was able to stay alive, but now that I think about it, it is obviously the other party's intention.

At that time, I was about to fall. In order to save my life, I had to use special means to reshape the womb.

By refining the soil and shaping the body of the gods, this barely saved his life.

But the price paid was that the entire kingdom of God was swallowed up by me, and my believers and monks had all become dead bones in my womb."

Tang Zhen nodded, he had already guessed this.

Looking at the number of these dry bones, there are hundreds of millions of them in total, so obviously it is impossible for them to be the remains of foreign monks.

If so many foreign monks were killed, it would have caused a sensation, instead of revealing the secret until now.

Those monks could not even think of it in their dreams, but the shelter that they thought was safe became a place where they died collectively.

If the skin does not exist, Mao will be attached. This kind of group destruction is not uncommon in wars between gods.

Regardless of whether they are willing or not, the monks will eventually become victims of war because of the fall of their belonging to the gods.

In this kind of warfare, if the gods ultimately lose, the monks have little chance of surviving.

It's just that the believers of Tan God did not die in the hands of the enemy, but died in the hands of the gods they believed in. This is indeed a kind of sadness.

Tan Shen's situation is indeed a bit miserable, but compared to the native gods who lost their lives, he has a strange luck.

Perhaps he would like to know what the controller of the Spiritual Realm did this for?

At this moment, the truth has come to light.

Tan Shen is not a native deity in the spiritual world, but a captive, and his identity can be said to be insignificant.

As long as Tang Zhen is willing, he can kill the opponent at any time, without worrying about retaliation.

The problem is that the Tan Shen nowadays is just a bereaved dog. Not only has he lost his godhead, but even the origin of the god is scarce.

Tang Zhen needs God's Origin to improve his strength, but he is not hungry or not choosing food. This little reserve in Tan Shen's body really looks down on him.

If you take a snatch, Tan Shen, the poor creature, will lose his life directly.

To really do this kind of thing is no longer taking advantage of people's dangers, it's just getting into trouble.

Tang Zhen didn't need to, and didn't bother to do it like this.

The most important point is that the controllers of the Spiritual Extreme Realm have left to talk about God's life, so why bother to kill the opponent with such extra effort?

If for this reason, the layout of the controller of the spiritual world is delayed, the opponent will definitely not let him go.

For this kind of existence beyond the level of the god king, Tang Zhen avoids it, so how can he take the initiative to provoke the opponent?

If he could choose, Tang Zhen would rather this incident not happen. If he knew the truth of the matter long ago, he would never enter the secret realm of Tanxu.

But now it's different. The matter is about the original spirit treasure, so even if he bit his head, Tang Zhen will carry it through to the end.