Hearing this, Jinjiao's pupils shrank and he felt terrified.

Indeed, the effect of his strange object is not instantaneous. It needs to recognize the breath first, lock the consciousness, and then shout out to trigger it.

For example, if you lock the Qi of Taiping and then say "not Taiping Qi", it will be instantly transformed and randomly become another kind of breath energy.

This set of 'negative tampering' can be wonderful in ordinary times, but in actual combat, it is not easy to use.

Otherwise, if all energy enters the body and is instantly transformed, wouldn’t it mean that it is almost immune?

Will he still be beaten like this?

Unexpectedly, Yan Nu saw through it at once, and a seemingly ordinary but extremely exquisite Xianwu spear technique struck like lightning.

With a determined look on his face, he had no intention of listening to his sophistry and negotiations, and was totally going to put him to death.

The fear of death enveloped Golden Horn, and he felt like his godhead was trembling!

"Never die at the foot of Taiping Road!"

"Yeah! Explode!"

At the critical moment, Jinjiao steeled himself, and suddenly his spirit burst into divine light that filled the sky, scattering like wind and waves.

His soul exploded on the spot and he was completely distraught!

"Suicide?" Xiu Yanggong grinned.

Yan Nu tilted his head, the sharp spear pierced the possessed scholar just now, but the Qi of Taiping did not hit the godhead in the dark.

The godhead is not here, but somewhere unknown, resting on race.

Jinjiao committed suicide in advance and completed the evasion, preventing Yan Nu's Taiping Heavenly Wheel from locking.

As a last resort, Jinjiao did not want to commit suicide, because something big had happened in the spiritual world, and he had naturally heard that there was something terribly wrong with the immortal dying and resurrecting, and he might no longer be his original self.

But he must have been wiped out by Taipingdao and not even resurrected, so he might as well commit suicide.

"Hahaha, I am a god, I am immortal, I can bring the dead back to life!"

The sound of Golden Horn sounded in Yan Nu's artistic conception.

Immediately afterwards, he froze.

"Where is this?"

He seemed to be in a vast spiritual world, with a fireball as huge as the Haoyang, which was fierce and powerful.

Looking up at the big fireball, Golden Horn's consciousness not only had the urge to worship.

"Is this the artistic conception space? How did I die here?"

The golden horn was numb, and at this moment, there were several true spirits of monsters floating next to it.

"Your Majesty! Is that you? Your Majesty?"

"Old Lu, why are you here?" Jinjiao recognized them as demon generals under his command.

He had heard that a divine general was slaying demons everywhere, but it was a rumor from the common people. He did not get any news from the demon generals everywhere. In addition, the time was short, so he did not take it to heart. He only thought it was a rumor from the common people.

Listening to the descriptions of the monsters such as the Deer-Antlers Strange Guest, Jinjiao immediately understood that it was not a rumor, and his monster kingdom had been destroyed in one fell swoop!

That Jiang Yannu is the fierce armored general who sweeps away the demons.

"Why? Where did he come from? He even kills gods. Why is he not afraid of punishment from heaven?"

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p.s: Sorry.
Chapter completed!