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A tall statue, hidden in the darkness, opened its blood-red eyes.

What made Ye Zichuan even more nervous was that the statue actually spoke.

The sound of each word sounded directly in his mind.

It was like a kind of brain wave, and like a mental power, it was conveyed to the depths of his spirit.

The white shadow was standing beside the demon at this time, obviously covered by thick hair, but Ye Zichuan felt that he was looking at him with gloomy and greedy eyes.

The three-headed and six-armed golem reminds Ye Zichuan of the portrayal on the stone wall.

There is a creature with three heads and six arms on it, worshiped as a god, standing on top of the common people.

"Woo... there is even the breath of an ancient god."

This voice sounded in his mind again, Ye Zichuan felt that his whole body was seen through, and there was no secret to hide.

With a cold snort, Suzuo Nenghu suddenly became bigger, and the light radiated illuminating the cave.

The golem is carved from stone, but there is a spirit wave, which is similar to Song Yuqian's mental power, forming a special magnetic field around it.

The blood-red eyes are not real eyes, but two red diamonds with the size of fists!

The preciousness of diamonds is well known, and the value of red diamonds is much higher than ordinary diamonds.

"Yes, very strong power, I can feel strong energy fluctuations."

The mental fluctuation in the golem became stronger, and the voice filled with satisfaction.

"Quack, master, I lost a lot of children before I seduce him." Bai Ying said gloomily.

"Relax, as long as I occupy this body, you will gain a lot more than you will lose."

Ye Zichuan's eyes were cold: "Do you want my body?"

"Yes, I can feel the vigorous vitality in your body. Your life has evolved to the level of true gods. This kind of energetic breath is really fascinating. How many years have you waited for someone like you."

Ye Zichuan's murderous intent was boiling, but he was temporarily suppressed.

He wanted to get the news of the resurrection from the mouth of this strange existence, and he came out for this purpose.

"Who are you?" Ye Zichuan asked.

"Who am I?" The spirit wave asked himself, and laughed at himself: "For so many years, I am afraid that the world has forgotten my existence. I am the sun god and demon god, guiding mortals to build the pyramid. Who do you think I am? He is the creator of this world!"

Speaking of the end, the horrible mental fluctuations were undulating like an ocean, shaking the entire cave violently.

Such a powerful mental power is much stronger than Song Yuqian, at least at the level of a true god!

"Give me your body, I want to descend into the world again, and I want those mortals to surrender to my feet again!"

The mental fluctuation turned into a roar and roared in Ye Zichuan's mind.

Ye Zichuan felt his mind was blank, almost fainted.

The next moment, the surrounding scenes suddenly changed, as if they were in another world.

"Disappear!"

An indifferent voice sounded, as if a god was speaking, pronouncing Ye Zichuan's fate.

Ye Zichuan couldn't feel his body at all. It felt very illusory and ethereal. He didn't know what was going on now.

In front of him, a huge figure suddenly appeared, with three heads and six arms, covered in a halo, like a god, exuding huge pressure.

boom!

The gods moved his hands, six fists were thrown out, and the world was shaking as if it was about to collapse.

Ye Zichuan's color changed, and he had to use it in the first place, but he couldn't do it at all.

"What's the matter? Where is this place?"

He quickly backed away, feeling that not only Suzuo Nenghu couldn't use it, but also the ability to smash the thunder fruit and other abilities.

Without these powers, he is completely the fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

Bang!

His body exploded directly, unable to block six fists, and broke into the air.

"Are you going to die?" Ye Zichuan made waves in his heart.

He died like this?

He still has a lot of things left to do, and Lin Yuyao has not resurrected, how could he just die like this?

But the next moment, his body gathered together again and recovered.

Apart from feeling a little weak, he was not at all uncomfortable.

"What's the matter? Why did I live again?" Ye Zichuan was filled with puzzlement.

He really didn't understand what was going on.

boom!

Six fists slammed over again, and he was really like a god, shrouded in light, and the whole world was trembling.

Ye Zichuan changed color, hiding aside like lightning.

But it was useless, his body exploded again and was directly blown up.

The next moment, he recovered again, feeling his body weakened again.

The three-headed and six-armed gods were also a little surprised. If they were changed to others, they would have been completely wiped out.

But Ye Zichuan was completely different. The two times only lost a little strength, and there was not much change.

"Getting the inheritance of the ancient gods is really extraordinary." The gods walked step by step: "If you can't blow you twice, I don't believe that two hundred times, two thousand times, you can't be wiped out!"

"My soul has existed for thousands of years, how can your soul compare to me?"

He made a roar like a god, and blasted towards Ye Zichuan again.

"soul?"

Ye Zichuan opened his eyes wide, this turned out to be his own soul?

His soul was pulled out of his body and came into an illusory spiritual world.

The opposite is also in the state of soul, as long as his soul is wiped out, that monster can occupy his body.

It turned out that what he meant before!

In an instant, Ye Zichuan wanted to understand all this.

However, his soul is too weak, much stronger than ordinary people, but compared with the old monster that has lived for thousands of years, it is much worse.

The reason why this old monster lived so long was that it survived by occupying the new body again and again.

Moreover, all he was looking for were life forms with a very high evolutionary level, just like Duoshe.

He doesn't have a godhead, but his spiritual power is extremely powerful, and he can be substantive, so it is not an exaggeration to call him a soul.

"No, my soul is too weak, and it will be wiped out sooner or later if this continues."

Ye Zichuan dodged quickly, but a few minutes later, he still exploded once.

He started to adapt to this kind of battle. Compared with the beginning, at least he would not be blown up so quickly.

But this is not the way, he must fight back and kill the opponent!

With his thoughts turning rapidly, Ye Zichuan was looking for a solution.

The eyes of reincarnation, the fruit of thunder, and the wood escape are all powers that the body can display, and the soul can't do it at all.

In thinking, his soul was blown up several times.

He felt that his soul was getting weak, and if he came again a dozen times, he would definitely disappear completely.

"No, I thought wrong!"

Ye Zichuan suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes lit up.