As the pale golden shadow was forcibly peeled off, the old man's originally withered body, but full of strange vitality, seemed to have its backbone ripped away in an instant.
Snap.
He fell to the ground like a puddle of mud, and the Dog Head Suona in his hand also rolled aside.
Fang Mo didn't even bother to look at this empty shell.
At this moment, all his heart Divine Capital has sunk into Soul Depth.
Prison Suppressor, Main hall.
The main hall was very busy at this time.
The new pale golden shadow was hanging in the air, and the Sigan chain penetrated its Spirit Body, Karma Fire sizzling, and burned, causing it to let out blood-curdling screams.
The phantom was not fixed. Sometimes it turned into a skeleton covered with bone spurs, and sometimes it turned into a twisted gray mist, exuding extreme panic fluctuations.
Below, Wang Ergou is hiding behind the pillar and looking around, looking gloating.
"Tsk, tsk, here comes another unlucky guy." Wang Ergou poked Luo Changfeng next to him, "Hey, how familiar do you think he is this time?"
Luo Changfeng ignored him and just stared at the phantom, his eyes full of awe. "Is that a wisp of Fear Skeleton Dispersing Form God King Split Spirit? Sir, you even caught such a thing?"
Above Throne, the figure of Fang Mo condenses.
He felt the subtle changes in the entire Prison Suppressor caused by the arrival of this new prisoner.
The Killing Aura in the air is heavier, and the sound of gold and iron can be vaguely heard.
"Nian Nu'er."
Fang Mo tapped his fingers on the armrest.
"The slave family is here."
Nian Nu'er, dressed in purple, appeared next to Throne at some point, still playing with the ruby that he had just received from Fang Mo.
"How do you eat this thing?" Fang Mo pointed at the still struggling figure above.
"Easy."
Nian Nu'er Stretch out your slender finger, a little further away.
"Although this is just a wisp of True Spirit, the [Lung Metal]Law contained in it is complete. Officials only need to use their body as a furnace and Prison Suppressor as fire to refine it and extract the purest source of fear to recast Lung Palace."
"But..." Nian Nu'er changed the topic, a hint of joking flashed in his eyes, "This process may be a little painful. After all, Gold Qi is entering the body, that is Ten Thousand Swords Piercing Heart."
"It hurts?"
Fang Mo sneered and stood up from Throne.
"I even survived my waist bursting, why are I afraid of this little pain?"
He took one step forward and appeared in front of the phantom.
No nonsense.
Fang Mo opened his mouth, faced the pale golden shadow, and took a deep breath.
[Gold Swallowing Stone Transformation]!
This Divine Ability, which was originally obtained, after many evolutions, now shows its true fangs.
Not just matter, but also concepts, souls, and even divinity, as long as it enters this Prison Suppressor, there is nothing it cannot digest.
"Ah--!!!"
The shadow above let out a scream of Despair, and then turned into a golden torrent, following Fang Mo's mouth and nose, and violently rushed into his body.
Boom!!!
Fang Mo I felt as if someone had stuffed an exploding grenade into my chest.
Countless small but extremely sharp Geng Gold Qi slashed at his lungs crazily.
Every alveoli and every bronchi was chopped into pieces in an instant, and then reorganized under the nourishment of powerful qi and blood and Nine Nether Black Water.
This cycle of destruction and rebirth occurs hundreds of times every second.
Ten Thousand Swords Piercing Heart?
This is clearly Ten Thousand Slices Lingering Death!
Fang Mo's body was trembling, and cold sweat instantly soaked Black Robe. But he didn't say a word, just gritted his teeth and used his will to guide this violent force, gathering, compressing, and gathering again in his lungs.
I don't know how long it took.
Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's a century.
Fang Mo There was a crisp sound inside the body.
It was a metal collision sound like a yellow bell, solemn, solemn, and filled with a chilling chill.
Fang Mo opened his eyes suddenly.
At this time, his eyes were no longer a faint blue water, but were covered with a light platinum color.
With every breath, the gas spurted out of the nose seemed to have a real blade, cutting the air in front of him into pieces.
Look within yourself.
The originally dark red lung lobes have now completely turned into jade, and the whole body appears a translucent Platinum White.
In the center of the lungs, a white Divine Temple, made of countless bones and weapons, stands majestically.
Lung Divine Treasury, open!
The door of Divine Temple was closed. Although there was no complete God King like Kidney Palace, the palpitating breath of fear coming out of the crack in the door was enough to prove its existence.
That is the god of [Fear Skeleton Dispersing Form].
As long as Fang Mo continues to collect fear in the future and continues to use the enemy's Despair to sacrifice, sooner or later this door will be completely opened and the arrival of God King will truly be ushered in.
"Huh--"
Fang Mo took a long breath.
A white light visible to the naked eye shot out like Flying Sword, and first connected to the Prison Cell wall ten feet away, carving out a bottomless hole.
"Is this Lung Gold Power?"
Fang Mo made a fist.
Different from Kidney Water's feminine and long feeling, Lung Gold Power gave him only one word - profit!