God of Farts Yu Xiaogang

He did not pursue further, but instead sheathed the Abyss Annihilation Halberd, raised his right hand, and his palm surged with light.

Another Martial Soul appeared behind him.

Azure Creation Tree.

The enormous tree shadows blocked out the sky, radiating a verdant glow.

The light was soft and warm, forming a stark contrast with the cold, demonic aura emanating from Beng Gong.

Fu Shiyan suddenly swung her right hand downwards.

The ground suddenly cracked open where the Beng Gong!

Countless enormous vines grew wildly from the cracks, as thick as towering trees, each one Entanglement emerald green light.

They swarmed Entanglement Beng Gong's body like living creatures, binding him tightly!

"Damn it! What the hell is this?!"

Beng Gong struggled desperately, but the vines tightened and became denser, soon wrapping him up in a green cocoon!

Realizing he couldn't break free, he finally panicked.

"Bibi Dong! What are you still looking at?! Come help! This kid is too weird!"

His voice was shrill, filled with barely suppressed fear.

Bibi Dong stood in mid-air, watching this scene, her face extremely ugly.

Of course, she didn't want to save the Beng Gong.

This foul-mouthed guy was just insulting Xiao Gang.

But if the Beng Gong and the dynasty falls, her fate will certainly not be good.

She had finally reunited with Xiao Gang and made up with him; she didn't want to die here.

She took a deep breath and stretched her right hand to the right.

A flash of purplish-black light appeared, and a scythe exuding an evil aura appeared in her hand.

Rakshasa Demon Scythe.

She turned to look at Yu Xiaogang and nodded slightly.

Yu Xiaogang nodded without saying a word and began to fall downwards.

Bibi Dong withdrew her gaze, and with a flash, she sped off towards the direction of the Beng Gong!

Before she even arrived, she unleashed several scythe-like blade strikes!

The purplish-black blade light tore through the air, slashing straight at the vines that Entanglement the Beng Gong!

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle--!"

The vines were severed by the blade, and green sap splattered everywhere!

Having finally escaped the Beng Gong, he immediately flew to Bibi Dong's side, panting heavily.

"Damn it, this kid is really weird!"

He stared at Fu Shiyan, his eyes filled with apprehension, and asked in a low voice:

"Didn't you say this was just Avatar the Dao? But his current power is clearly at the level of God King of around level 140!"

Bibi Dong's lips curled into a sarcastic smile, and she replied in a low voice:

"What? Aren't you the leader of the Five Great Demon Kings? You can't even defeat a level 140 God King? Is this all the Abyss is capable of?"

The Beng Gong was stung by her words and cried out in a hoarse voice:

"What do you know?! If Rakshasa hadn't been killed, and I hadn't been trapped in that place for hundreds of years without replenishing my Abyss magic, my strength would have decreased again and again!"

"Otherwise, I wouldn't even care about level 140, let alone level 150!"

Bibi Dong, unusually, refrained from mocking him.

Instead, he raised his head, stared at Fu Shiyan with a serious expression, and said in a low voice:

"Alright, let's think about how to solve the problem at hand."

Then, the two of them simultaneously turned their gaze to the figure in black robes with silver hair.

Fu Shiyan stood in mid-air, having already put away the Azure Creation Tree and summoned the Abyss Annihilation Halberd again.

The dark purple halberd trembled slightly in his hand, the Destruction patterns on its blade radiating a cold, eerie light, as if yearning for something.

Lord Beng's gaze fell on the long halberd, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes.

He lowered his voice and said to Bibi Dong:

"Watch out for his weapon. The Martial Soul summoned by this kid's Avatar feels like Super Divine Artifact!"

"And what's even stranger is that his attacks seem to completely ignore defenses!"

"What's even stranger is that after it hits, I feel like his attack is going to explode. Not only does it ignore defense, but it also multiplies after entering my body, like... like a critical hit!"

Bibi Dong frowned and repeated in a low voice:

"Ignore defense? Critical hit?"

Beng Gong nodded, gritting his teeth as he said:

"No wonder I say this kid is fucking weird! I've never fought such a frustrating battle before!"

Above, while Fu Shiyan confronted Beng Gong and Bibi Dong, the battlefield below was also changing.

After leaving Bibi Dong, Yu Xiaogang quickly hid behind the group of demons.

He huddled behind several enormous monsters, trying to minimize his presence and daring not to make a sound.

But he was still discovered.

A figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd.

Mo Xuan.

His eyes were bloodshot, fixed on the direction where Yu Xiaogang was hiding, his voice hoarse, filled with barely suppressed hatred:

"You traitor! You villain! You scoundrel!"

He walked step by step toward Yu Xiaogang, calling out as he went:

"How dare you show your face before me! Today, I swear to kill you!"

As he spoke, he ignored the advice of the people behind him and rushed towards the direction where Yu Xiaogang was!

"Mo Xuan! Calm down!"

The Simulation Tang San called out from behind.

"Mo Xuan! Come back!"

Xiao Wu got anxious too.

But Mo Xuan ignored him and went even faster.

His eyes were only on Yu Xiaogang, and only on that face he had hated for countless years.

Tang San watched his resolute back, gritted his teeth, and turned to look at the crowd:

"Now that things have come to this, let's do it!"

He raised his hand, the Clear Sky Hammer coalescing in his palm, and, sweeping his gaze across the crowd, shouted first:

"Kill--!!!"

Everyone joined in shouting:

"Kill--!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed out first!

Xiao Wu followed closely behind, unleashing her Soft Skill with Gui Mei gait.

Ma Hongjun was engulfed in golden-red flames, and every punch he threw carried a scorching wave of air.

Oscar wielded his silver staff with impenetrable speed, each strike accompanied by a whooshing sound.

Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda shone brightly, amplifying the power of her power on each of her companions.

Those figures that Tang San didn't recognize while watching also joined the battle.

The crowd shouted in unison:

"Kill--!!!"

They charged towards the horde of demons, their battle cries shaking the heavens!

When Yu Xiaogang saw Mo Xuan rushing towards him, his first reaction was to retreat hastily.

His face was pale, his lips were trembling, and he staggered, almost falling to the ground.

He took a few steps back, then suddenly stopped.

He stood there, watching the figure grow closer and closer, a strange glint in his eyes.

Then, he took a deep breath.

"Martial Soul Possession!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Sanpao's phantom appeared behind him and then gradually merged with Yu Xiaogang.

Nine white Spirit Ring slowly emerged from beneath him.

Ten-Year Spirit Ring.

Nine paths, each lasting ten years.

The moment the Martial Soul Possession, Luo Sanpao's characteristics also appeared on Yu Xiaogang's body.

A short tail grew from his rear end, his ears became round and large, and his mouth protruded slightly, making him look just like a standing Luo Sanpao.

He gritted his teeth, turned around, and faced away from Mo Xuan and the others.

"I'm not the same person I used to be!!"

Then, he began calling out the names of the Spirit Skill.

"First Spirit Skill - Fart Like Thunder, Earth-Shattering Luo Sanpao!"

"Second Spirit Skill - Fart Like Smoke, Hypnotizing and Putting Sleeping Luo Sanpao to Sleep!"

"Third Spirit Skill - Farting Like a Tsunami, Unending and Unending: Luo Sanpao!"

"Fourth Spirit Skill - Farts Like Raging Fire, Burning Mountains and Boiling Luo Sanpao!"

"Fifth Spirit Skill - Farts Like Ice, Ice Seal a Thousand Miles of Luo Sanpao!"

"Sixth Spirit Skill - Farts Like Poisonous Mist, Corrosive and Soul-Destroying Luo Sanpao!"

"Seventh Spirit Skill - Farts Like a Tremor, Mountains Collapse and Luo Sanpao!"

"Eighth Soul Skill - Farts Like a Gale, Sweeping Away Sand and Dust, Luo Sanpao!"

"Ninth Soul Skill - Farting Like a Mysterious Trail, Confused and Bewildering Luo Sanpao!"

He shouted out the names of the nine Spirit Skill in one breath.

Nine Spirit Ring lit up simultaneously.

It seemed as if a seven-colored light emanated from Yu Xiaogang's buttocks.

The light was very bright and dazzling, like a rainbow compressed into a single point, ready to burst forth at any moment.

Then--

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang--!!!"

Yu Xiaogang's buttocks, like machine guns, continuously emitted one huge fart after another!

The farting was deafening, one after another, each louder than the last, shaking the entire battlefield!

A rainbow-colored gas erupted from behind him, like a rainbow-colored waterfall, sweeping towards Mo Xuan and the others!

The gas was so thick it was almost tangible, emitting a suffocating stench, and wherever it passed, the air was dyed in a rainbow of colors.

Everyone, including the monster, covered their noses and hurriedly retreated.

The smell was so strong that it brought tears to my eyes, made my stomach churn, and I almost vomited on the spot.

Even Mo Xuan covered his nose, staggered, and retreated repeatedly.