Slaying God: The Agent of the Ancestral Witch, Starting with the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art

Shen Qingzhu's fingers touched the crystal with black wings, which instantly transformed into a powerful force that entered his body.

"what!!!"

A sharp, intense pain shot through Shen Qingzhu's brain, causing him unbearable agony.

The roars of countless demons surrounded him, and his soul seemed to be dragged into an endless hell by countless pale hands!

Inside Shen Qingzhu's body, Dao Yuanyu frantically absorbed the power of the Hell's origin to alleviate Shen Qingzhu's pain.

"To lose life is to lose everything; only through loss can one gain..."

"Following the rules will only allow you to survive by playing by other people's rules. Unleash your inner wildness and rebel against convention, for only you deserve to be the master of this world!"

"Darkness, the endless abyss is filled with darkness; only darkness is the final destination of all things in the world!!!"

"Twisting, folding, splitting, recombinating..."

"Sleep, sleep, in sweet dreams, without pain, without sorrow, let us enter into a wonderful dream together..."

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After experiencing five near-death experiences, Shen Qingzhu looked as if she had been pulled out of the water, her clothes soaked with sweat...

With each death she experienced, Shen Qingzhu's strength increased.

Klein... Klein Realm Peak... Half-step human ceiling... Human ceiling... God... God Peak!

Through unwavering perseverance, Shen Qingzhu endured the agonizing torment of multiple deaths and rebirths, ultimately breaking through to godhood!

The Dao Source Jade within his body repeatedly reshaped Shen Qingzhu's body, enabling him to withstand the power of the laws and resolve the problem of Dao transformation.

Shen Qingzhu took a deep breath, adjusted to her current divine body, gripped the Wings of Reincarnation, and flew outside!

Jiang Er, controlling Gabriel, continued to struggle, but after all, it was just a puppet. Under the ferocious attacks of the Red Mist Giant, its body had already developed spiderweb-like cracks.

This body, which bears the power of Gabriel, is about to reach its limit...

"Number Seven, I'd like to see how long you can hold out!"

boom! ! !

A crimson mist transformed into an enormous skull face, unleashing terrifying divine power as it attacked Gabriel!

Jiang Er controlled Gabriel, wielding his silver spear. Rays of light rippled outwards, forming a divine barrier to protect her.

Unexpectedly, the bizarre giant skull face ignored the defense of the galactic barrier and pierced through it, striking Gabriel!

A white shadow was forced out of Gabriel's body, and Gabriel fell to the ground like a fallen angel...

hum! ! !

A white light of god-like radiance emanated from Jiang Er's body, a spatial ripple spread out, and a pair of invisible hands gently lifted Gabriel's body, placing her steadily on a flattened volcano.

Red mist surged, and a sound rang out.

"Hmph, you're about to die, why would you care about a puppet?"

Jiang Er said coldly, "There's no point in arguing with a cold and ruthless monster like you. Don't even think about controlling me!"

Within the crimson mist, a pair of enormous eyes, gleaming with scarlet light, slowly opened, staring intently at Jiang Er, who was floating in the air.

"Number Seven, don't forget, if it weren't for me, the great creator, helping you modify the magnetic field of the psychic field and giving you unprecedented divine power, you would have been reduced to ashes long ago once you left your body."

"It was I who transformed you from a weak magnetic field into a god capable of manipulating all spatial forces within the psychic field."

"But in the end, you actually wanted to break free from my control and betray me!"

"What I have the ability to give you, I also have the ability to take back."

"Number Seven, I'm giving you one last chance. I'll make you like me, an elusive and unpredictable mist of fate."

"This world has been shrouded in mist, leaving only your Great Xia."

"As long as you obediently follow my orders, use my red mist to devour all living beings in the Great Xia and absorb their life force!"

"At that time, you will become as powerful as me, standing tall in this world and becoming its ruler!"

"Pooh!"

Jiang Er, dressed in a white dress, put her hands on her hips and spat into the churning red mist.

"You want me to become a monster like you? No way!"

"I, Jiang Ersheng, was a night watchman in life, and even in death I will become a loyal soul, protecting my Great Xia. I will die nine times, but I will not regret it!"

Jiang Er reached out, and a flash of white light appeared. Gabriel's silver spear flew over, and she manipulated it to attack the red mist giant!

"Hmph, since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

The crimson mist surged and transformed into a gaping maw, lunging towards Jiang Er!

Swish!

A flash of gray light swept away her illusory white figure just as the abyss's gaping maw was about to devour Jiang Er!

The abyss's gaping maw missed its target and vanished into the void.

Shen Qingzhu helped Jiang Er up and asked, "Jiang Er, are you alright?"

Jiang Er looked at Shen Qingzhu with a look of surprise and said, "Brother Zhai, I knew you would succeed!"

The crimson mist surged, and the giant scarlet eyes stared intently at the divine power flowing around Shen Qingzhu.

"You actually fused with the very essence of hell?! How is that possible?!"

"Oh... I see, it must be related to that peculiar magical artifact you possess, Number Eight. I'm becoming more and more interested in you..."

Shen Qingzhu's eyes turned cold. "Eight! Eight my ass! Die!"

Snapped!

With a snap of her fingers, Shen Qingzhu extinguished the giant crimson eye within the red mist, as if a light switch had been flipped.

The voice came from within the red mist.

"The power of loss? You actually possess the power of the lost angel Ben Hong?"

Shen Qingzhu said coldly, "The power I've gained isn't just this one!"

Swish! ! !

A flash of gray light appeared, and Shen Qingzhu swept over the red mist. The blood-red vines within the red mist rebelled and launched a backstab into the depths of the red mist!

A strange darkness spread out, enveloping the ever-churning red mist and gradually eroding its power.

"court death!"

From the depths of the crimson mist, a supreme divine power rippled out, shattering the rebellious force atop the blood-red vines.

Countless scarlet tentacles flew out from the depths of the red mist, like a giant scarlet net, blocking all of Shen Qingzhu's paths.

The crimson giant net kept shrinking, trying to bind Shen Qingzhu.

Just as the crimson giant net was about to close, a distorted spatial ripple spread out, and Shen Qingzhu's figure disappeared from the spot.

The next second, Shen Qingzhu appeared beside Jiang Er, thousands of miles away.

"Loss, rebellion, darkness, distortion..."

"You actually gained the abilities of all the fallen angels who died?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you also acquired the Dream Angel's Dream Abilities, right?"

From the depths of the red mist, the voice asked through gritted teeth.

Snapped!

With a light snap of her fingers, Shen Qingzhu unleashed a dazzling, dreamlike firework from above the red mist giant's head, resembling a shower of meteors falling in a dreamlike spectacle.