"It's her, the old woman."

"What does she want to do?"

Luke frowned and puzzled. Although the battle was anxious, as long as it was delayed, the enemy could be killed sooner or later by virtue of the number advantage. Even the ghost DOM could not resist the joint attack of dozens of gods.

In that case, why force yourself to join the battle?

Show loyalty? Or something else.

Luke's mind turned slightly and suddenly thought of a possibility that energy did not appear out of thin air, and so did magic. The greater the power, the more it consumed. DOM said that magic had been applied to this land, so what was the source?

What kind of power can make the tentacles turned into powder recover quickly?

Is it

As soon as Luke's eyes lit up, he threw away his long bow. His body changed from reality to emptiness, penetrated into the soil, and rushed to the deep underground. After flying for about two minutes, there was a bright light in front of him. It was a very empty underground cave.

The air in the cave was thick and white silk thread was everywhere.

Luke grabbed a thread and put it in his hand to observe that it was physical energy. According to how huge the combined energy of so many silk threads should be.

"What place is this?"

Luke walked forward carefully and unknowingly came to a altar full of runes. On the altar was an incomparably huge meat egg. The meat egg wriggled regularly, just like a beating heart. Each fluctuation would release a black energy wave. The energy was absorbed by the altar and transformed into white silk thread in a strange way.

"You shouldn't have come here."

Luke sneered at the familiar voice,

"Why shouldn't I come? I'm afraid I'll find out your secret."

A haggard old woman appeared in front of the meat egg, and her empty eyes seemed to be connected to the abyss, emitting a strange smell.

"What's the sarcoma behind you? Don't tell me it's the tentacle body, the unborn baby."

"The cold moon told you."

"It's not her. It's nefertis, the fertility god of ancient Egypt. On the way to the white bone plain, we were attacked by nefertis. In order to avoid trouble, we cut off her body."

"Later, I used Taoism to awaken her true spirit. Guess what she told us?"

Luke opened his mouth and his expression was full of meaning,

"Old witch, you are really good. Even the gods dare to cheat. You are not afraid that they will tear you alive when they find out."

When he said this, Luke was full of tension. He was just trying to test the other party's reaction and verify the conjecture. The result was surprisingly good. The old woman didn't refute, but sent out extremely violent energy fluctuations.

"Human boy, you know too much. You'd better ask less about some things. If you ask more, you'll die."

There was a rustling sound around. Nine snake monsters came out of the corner and surrounded Luke.

These monsters are different from the tentacles outside. They have stronger breath, but their eyes are empty. They only have cold killing opportunities.

Luke asked hurriedly as he was guarding against them,

"Can you tell me why I want to do this, create an incomparably powerful God, or become the God itself."

"Kill him."

The old woman roared. Luke's mind suddenly fell into a state of stagnation. He watched a man come forward and cut off his body with a sword.

The soul body is divided into two, bringing unbearable pain.

Pupils contract, anger is brewing in the heart and released in a violent manner,

Boom!

The green fire exploded, like a volcanic eruption, and stormed around. Eighteen fire dragons appeared in the flame, making an earth shaking roar.

The next second, the state of thinking stagnation came again, the soul seemed to be frozen, and even thinking became extremely difficult. Luke bit his teeth, forcibly turned his body, and looked at the female snake man with white eyes.

A God, a human God who can freeze the soul.

Damn it, how can there be such a presence around the old woman.

The woman must die and never stay.

The broken soul began to burn, merged with Lvyan and formed a new soul body. Two Luke, one soul and two consciousness. Suddenly, the sword light flashed in front of us.

Poof!

The edge of the sword seemed to break through the void and cut off together with green inflammation and soul.

A snake man with a Shang sword appeared in the field of vision, with black hair and black eyes. His breath was very similar to the cold moon. There was no doubt that this guy was from Xianting.

A God with a sword!

No, I have to leave first. These guys are too difficult.

Luke took a deep breath, and a large area of green inflammation gushed out of his body. The green inflammation turned into a sea of fire, as if endless. It expanded around at a very fast speed. According to this speed, the whole underground space will be swallowed up by the sea of fire soon.

A snake man with a feather hat flew to the sky, his hands were open, and a faint space ripple appeared in the palm of his hand. The sea of fire suddenly stopped, as if it hit the wall, and he couldn't rush away with any effort.

The snake man put his hands together, and the space barrier surrounding the flame shrank inward. When he reached a place of five meters, he had to stop. The sea of fire has become a substantive liquid, and the energy contained therein is frightening.

Under pressure, it is likely to explode and destroy the whole underground cave.

The old woman said in a cold voice,

"Where's the human boy?"

"It's inside."

"No!"

Another snake man said coldly, "there is no smell of him in the barrier."

The woman with white pupils answered,

"His soul disappeared."

The old woman fought back her anger and hissed, "where has he gone?"

The woman closed her eyes and felt it carefully. A moment later, she suddenly looked at the meat egg. Everyone was stunned and instinctively looked at the altar.

A flame appeared out of thin air and turned into an illusory figure. Luke raised the long knife condensed by green inflammation and cut heavily at the meat and eggs in the frightened eyes of the old woman,

"You dare!"

A roar exploded, forming a destructive shock wave. Unfortunately, it was too late,

Bang!

The seemingly soft sarcoma has an extremely tough skin. When the blade is cut on it, it can only cut a small hole, which is enough. Luke shrinks his body, turns into a fire mass, and drills in along the wound.

"Damn bastard, stop."

The old woman was so angry that she rushed up like crazy. When she came to heel, she suddenly stopped. There was anxiety, fear and a glimmer of expectation in her eyes.

Nine snake men swam over and surrounded the meat eggs, ready to fight at any time.

The old woman clenched her teeth and kept pacing around. She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. The little guy in the meat egg integrated the divine power and soul fragments of hundreds of gods. It was the most proud work of her life.

After so many years of hard work and so much energy, I didn't expect such an episode when he was born.

Damn it, that human ghost is intentional. It must be intentional. It can't be so coincidental.

No, there's still a chance.

Although the little guy is not yet formed, his soul is extremely powerful and has many super abilities. The human boy can't be his opponent.

At the thought of this, the old woman immediately smiled and said to herself that there is nothing strange about a human soul that is not even a God.