Chapter 12: Death Fight! This is the fourth level! (Part 2)

Yang Dingtian's face was full of strangeness, and his whole body stepped forward at the same time... Well, to put it another way, he jumped forward, but his body remained in place, so the next thing he tried to violate the laws of physics, and was punished by the laws of physics... He fell to the ground.

A few blue veins immediately appeared on Yang Dingtian's forehead, but he could not bear it at least. Then he saw him holding the wall with one hand and slowly stood up from the corner of the wall. But when he saw him standing halfway, he suddenly seemed to have a grudge against the wall, and he hit the wall hard, hitting the wall directly and pitted it out.

"I'm going to kill you!" Yang Dingtian finally howled in despair. He didn't even care that this was underground in the mental hospital. At least ten people were imprisoned in the rooms around him, who were as strong as him and even stronger than him. At this moment, he no longer cared about these things at all. In fact, if Nuwa stood in front of him and could hurt her, he would definitely kill her without saying a word!

Nuwa's voice said happily: "You can't kill me. Relatively speaking, the 'Three Corpses' are not soul bodies, they should belong to some structure that is specifically divided into the light of the mind. You cannot kill the light of the mind. Even Gaia cannot kill it. At most, it can only consume my energy and let me die by myself..."

"...Ah! Shut up!" Although Yang Dingtian was already extremely angry and eager to kill someone, his body still stood up from the ground at an extremely leisurely and slow speed. This was obviously the asymmetry between the body and the language.

In fact, if you look closely, you can see that the center of his forehead is actually translucent, as if the outermost skin and bones of his head, and the muscles all turned into frosted glass. A faint female phantom was sitting inside his head, and it was also connected to the outside through some strange lines, which also manipulated Yang Dingtian's body.

Nuwa listened to Yang Dingtian's roar, and she made a "oh hehe" laugh, and said at the same time: "This sound is so missing. I remember that when I was in the Central Prehistoric Continent, I often heard such sounds. It was so great..."

As Nuwa spoke, Yang Dingtian's movements and walking gradually became smoother, as if he had changed from a model robot from the 1980s to a future high-tech robot from the 22nd century. Such fluency was almost cross-age levels... but this still had nothing to do with what Nuwa called "the control ability of the saint level".

Yang Dingtian finally calmed down, and he said to Nuwa coldly: "I just feel that I have changed from a soul to a robot, and what you call fusion is just a creature the size of a mung bean and ran into my head. Apart from this, I have not seen any phenomenon caused by the increase in combat power!"

Nuwa ignored him and was just constantly adjusting something. Yang Dingtian's movements became more and more smooth. Sometimes his body would shake in a strange way. Seeing this, Yang Dingtian was also in a difficult situation at this moment. Moreover, he had already realized the consciousness of death in advance in this action, so until this moment, he simply made up his mind that he would die anyway, so he might as well accompany this crazy woman to go crazy.

In this way, Yang Dingtian's body walked step by step towards the basement of the mental hospital step by step at normal speed. When he walked to a room blocked by an iron gate, he suddenly stretched out an arm from the gap between the iron gate. The hand was as dark as iron and was astonishingly fast. Almost before Yang Dingtian could react, the hand had already grabbed his head. With the whistling sound, the huge force even knocked the iron railing of the iron gate to pieces. Its power was as if it was to tear Yang Dingtian's head apart.

Yang Dingtian had no reaction in advance. Until his hand almost grabbed his head with one lift, Yang Dingtian suddenly reacted. When he was about to move his body to avoid this grab, he suddenly remembered that his body was not under his control, so he was ready to accept this attack. After all, with his current physical agility, he did not believe that Nuwa could control his body to avoid this attack.

But he was wrong, and he was extremely wrong...

Nuwa manipulated his body and did not dodge at all, and it seemed that she did not even react. Until the claw was about to grab Yang Dingtian's scalp, Nuwa suddenly manipulated his fingers and slowly raised them. The fingers were moving very slowly, and even the naked eye could see them clearly. She lifted them slowly, but before the claw touched Yang Dingtian's head, it was really uncomfortable. It was obviously his slow speed, but it arrived earlier than the speedy claws.

Then Yang Dingtian saw his fingers trembling constantly, and the standard energy was spread out in this trembling way, as if oscillating. When the claws contacted his fingers, the entire claws collapsed, the flesh and bones were all broken, and the iron door blocked completely cracked, and huge force burst into the room. Yang Dingtian didn't even see the face of the person who attacked him clearly. The entire room had collapsed and exploded, and the life inside had already died so much that it could not die again.

"Ga?" Yang Dingtian was a little stunned. In fact, he didn't know what to say.

Before, to be precise, when he met Nuwa, although Nuwa showed his extraordinary ability to completely imprison and hold him in an instant, and then he taught him many combat skills and moves during the battle, but in the end, he had never seen any battles of Nuwa. She always hid behind and spoke coldly, so Yang Dingtian was dissatisfied with him from the bottom of his heart, and even believed in his name "Nuwa", but his suspicion was bigger, so he had no respect for this. It was not until this moment that he suddenly realized that perhaps this phantom who claimed to be Nuwa might be those great gods who survived in ancient times.

Although the attack just now was not controlled by him, he felt all of this clearly that the use of standard energy, the movement of the body, and the control after the energy was diverted. In fact, the power of this attack was very small, almost a few times the power of his usual wave of hand. It would definitely not be more expensive than his full punch. The standard energy and soul body were just pointed out with a light point, and at most it consumed a little standard energy, but its power was so great that it was equivalent to the power of Yang Dingtian using his real name's natural weapon. This was simply... unbelievable!

"You, are you really Nuwa? The legendary saint who made people with earth?" Yang Dingtian was shocked inexplicably, but he still kept calm in his tone.

After hearing the four words "Crushing soil to create a human", Nuwa actually started to twist and said, "Actually, it's not. My brother and I are innocent. We haven't... Anyway, it's just a trivial matter."

Is it a trivial matter to make people? Yang Dingtian really didn't know what Nuwa was shy about, and said that she was innocent with his brother. This is nothing to do with Pei Jiao? But he was too lazy to ask more trivial matters, and asked directly: "Can you really defeat the evil god of Huoyun?"

Nuwa seemed to be adjusting something. After a long time, she said, "I'm going to ask you. Although I'm manipulating your body, this body is yours after all. With your current soul body and strength, it's very difficult to exert the power of entering and leaving the micro realm, and the load on your body is too great. The finger just now seemed easy, but in fact it consumed more than the power of your spear. I can only do what I can do. If your body cannot hold on and dies in the middle of the fight and dissipates, then I can't do anything..."

Yang Dingtian said indifferently: "Then try to use it as much as possible! As long as you can win this battle, I will leave my body to you!"

Nuwa smiled and said, "I don't have any interest in men other than my brother. Now it's just a fusion period. After the fusion is over, your body will be controlled by yourself... But you'd better be able to calm down. Although your protagonist's personality was robbed by my brother, you have that potential after all. This time you met me, which is also the place of your great fortune. The battle for the protagonist is imminent, and your strength will inevitably be enhanced. In this battle... you can understand as much as you can."

These words were said without a trace, but Yang Dingtian understood. Why did Pei Jiao be so strong? He could almost see Gong Xian. When the door burst open, he didn't see the old man's movement. The newspaper in his hand danced gently, and the metal fragments flying towards him were blocked by the light and soft newspaper, and the old man looked at Yang Dingtian face to face.

"The Evil God of Fire Cloud?" Although Yang Dingtian had watched the movie, when he saw such a big contrast in reality, he still said this sentence in a tone that he didn't know how to describe it.

The old man said in a semi-stuttering tone: "Yes, yes, others seemed to call me that before."

"I'm sorry, I've requisitioned this room." When Yang Dingtian was about to say something, suddenly his mouth couldn't be controlled by him and he said the above words directly. It can be imagined that this is Nuwa's masterpiece again...

Old Man Zha was stunned for a moment, and then he showed a grim smile that was completely inconsistent with Old Man Zha and said, "I actually want to find a master who can defeat me. Unfortunately, there seems to be no such person in this world, so I hid here. Otherwise, who can catch me? But now it seems... the master seems to be right in front of me." Old Man Zha did not look at the two people in front of me, but looked at the half-door that was broken. The remaining steel part had a finger deeply embedded in it. He just looked at the protruding metal finger with his eyes shining.

Yang Dingtian continued to "talk" and said, "Yes, a fourth-level existence is controlled by the inner demon. I think it should be invincible in the world. How could it be suppressed by these ordinary people? And it is the lowest-level gunpowder weapon, not even the primary level of energy weapons. You really came here by yourself... What? Want to fight with me...ah, do you want to fight me?"

"Fight? No, no..." Old man wu slowly put on his pants... Uh, he hadn't wiped his butt with paper yet. Of course, that doesn't matter. He said while putting on his pants: "I just want someone to beat me to death, or I just beat you to death."

As soon as this said, the whole room burst into murderous aura, as if the temperature in the whole room had dropped by seven or eight degrees. Even Yang Dingtian felt his body, that is, the soul body, as if it had twitched slightly, but he didn't know whether it was Nuwa's control or the body instinctively felt danger.

But she didn't expect that at this time, Old Man Wu had no movement. Instead, Nuwa, who controlled Yang Dingtian's body, rushed forward first, and used the speed that seemed extremely slow, but in the blink of an eye, rushed to the front of the evil god of Fire Cloud, raised his hand and pointed it out with a finger... But for some reason, Nuwa's attack methods were all used to attack with her fingers. Perhaps this was related to her previous battles as a saint. Even a saint could not be proficient in everything. She must have her own unique attack methods and moves.

The old man Huo Yun Evil God had a casual expression, but when his fingers hit him at this moment, he showed an indescribable caution. He saw his hands vibrate at an extremely fast speed. The newspaper in his hand suddenly broke and turned into countless pieces of paper, and flew across the four sides. Every piece of paper was like a small blade. The furniture, equipment, and walls around him were deeply embedded in the pieces of paper. Even Yang Dingtian's body was cut open by these pieces of paper. At the same time, Huo Yun Evil God suddenly raised his foot, and the soles of the foot were fiercely confronted with Yang Dingtian's outstretched fingers.

With a loud bang, a huge force exploded at the intersection of fingers and feet, and an explosion airflow even rushed around at a speed visible to the naked eye. This time, not only was the room where the two of them stood, but even the surrounding walls were cracked inch by this force. With the rumbling sound, the entire basement collapsed.

"Hahaha……"

Yang Dingtian was blown away by this huge force. He had only had time to hear a rampant or even crazy laughter. He saw the figures of the Fire Cloud Evil God running everywhere in front of him. The speed was simply incredible. He was almost about to turn into dozens of Fire Cloud Evil Gods and attack him together. Each Fire Cloud Evil God either kicked, claws, head hammers, or leg whip, and dozens of attacks came in succession for a while.

Nuwa, who controlled Yang Dingtian, still stretched out her fingers again at that extremely slow speed. However, this time, Yang Dingtian vaguely heard Nuwa's voice and said, "God Wa has a finger!"

In an instant, the phantom of the Fire Cloud Evil God in the sky completely disappeared, and a fire cloud evil god in front of him rushed towards him. The punch hit Yang Dingtian's finger, and there was another violent explosion and roar. However, this time the one was bombarded with the fire cloud evil god. At the intersection of the two, a huge airflow of power attacked wildly. The walls were broken and the floors were broken. The entire mental hospital actually tilted down slowly. Nuwa did not hesitate and directly controlled Yang Dingtian's body to fly upwards. In a few seconds, he walked out of the entire mental hospital.

"Solution, is it solved?" At this moment, Yang Dingtian felt a sudden pain in his body, as if his soul was obsessed with it, so he stuttered a little when he spoke for a moment.

Nuwa said lightly, but seriously: "It's not that simple. With your power, you can't fully exert the power of the God-like finger. He was caught in a sudden attack just now, which was indeed a heavy blow to him. But he is a fourth-level strongman. It's impossible to die so easily. The real battle begins... No, it should be said that it depends on the next minute. In this minute, I will use all the saint skills to fight. It is estimated that the load on you will increase ten times a hundred times, so you must not..."

"I don't want anything?" Yang Dingtian suddenly felt bad in his heart, and he asked hurriedly.

"Don't die!"

Before Nuwa's voice fell, Yang Dingtian suddenly heard a huge frog and toad cry.

Quarre!
Chapter completed!