Struggle in the American Comic World

The world of the underworld, and the underworld beyond the bone bridge, are like two completely different worlds.

In the underworld, everything is floating in the dead, the breath of death mixed with decay, turning into gray-black mist, like waves, washing everything in the world, life withering, trees withering, and even the earth cracking into cobwebs The general riverbed appearance.

But in the Hades, although there is a breath of vicissitudes and silence everywhere, there is no such feeling of corruption. The earth is barren but tough, the trees are scarce but vigorous, and there are many ancient and majestic buildings. The stone hall, among which stands many monuments.

In any case, this is also the burial place of Asgard, far better than the external environment.

As expected, Hela is the eldest daughter of Odin and the most orthodox crown prince of Asgard. Although she was sealed in the underworld, it is impossible for her to be abused like a prisoner.

All the way to the hall where Hela lived all the year round, a palace far more majestic and majestic than the other stone halls stood a huge stone monument with a height of hundreds of meters.

On the stele, the two most conspicuous words are Odin.

Further down, it is Odin who has experienced everything for thousands of years since he was born. It has its merits and sins, and it has been fully manifested in his life. It has been engraved and written until thousands of years before the abrupt end.

Looking at this stone monument, Jordan had a strange expression.

On the contrary, it was Hela, with shaved black hair, and walked to the huge stone monument with a weird smile on her face, and said, "Does it feel weird?"

Jordan said nothing, knock on Nima, I'm afraid it's not your father's tombstone.

Hela laughed more and more freely, and said: "This stone temple and monument should be available soon, but it is really exciting!"

After speaking, Hela glanced at Jordani, and walked into the huge stone platform behind the monument.

Along the way, Jordan had understood the role of these stone temples, monuments, and stone platforms.

In a sense, this hall is the tomb of Odin after the death. The monument is the tombstone, and the stone platform is the coffin.

Seeing Hela lying sideways on the stone platform, looking at ease and contentment, Jordan had no idea how many spitting words were in his heart.

Is this the legend that the daughter is a little cotton-padded jacket?

Big Odin hasn't gotten up yet, Hela has already warmed his grave, but it's so intimate.

Just when Jordan was a little dazed, Hela quickly beckoned and said, "What are you still doing in a daze? Let's start now!"

Jordanian quickly began to remove the armor from his body, with a touch of entanglement on his face, and said: "His Royal Highness, is it not so good here, or let's change the place?"

After watching Jordan take off the armor, he still kept taking off his clothes.

Hela came with a slightly weird expression, and jokingly said: "Are you thinking about farts?"

A series of spikes suddenly appeared from the ground, like a cage, completely imprisoning Jordan, a black sharp sword, against Jordan's throat.

Jordan's movements stopped abruptly, and he carefully moved the sword in front of him, with an awkward smile on his face, and said: "Sorry! It's so kind here, so I thought it was at home..."

Along with Jordan's awkward smile, Hela waved his hand, and the spiked cages quickly disappeared.

Glancing at Jordan with warning, Hela quickly changed another posture, enchanting and moving, and people couldn't help but imagine.

Snapped!

Jordanian gave himself a mouth fiercely, knocking on Nima, he really wanted to fart.

Deliberately avoiding Hela's strong posture and figure, Jordani came to Hela not far away, paused, and settled his mind, gradually showing a touch of soul glow on his body.

Before entering the second stage of life leap forward, Jordan could also achieve the glory of the soul, but it was very difficult.

But now it is different. After the will has been sublimated and become divine, Jordan can clearly feel that his whole person seems to have an extra organ, which exists in nothingness, but it is real and able to Stay in control with ease.

This is not an organ, but an instinct like breathing.

The breathing of the nose and mouth is to draw oxygen, meet the supply demand of own blood circulation, and meet the demand of own inventory.

And this kind of divine breath is scrolling the death breath between the universe, heaven and earth, and blending into oneself bit by bit, constructing one's own divine law, filling up the divine power within the entity, and with it, being able to Grasp your own soul, and refine your soul with divinity.

When this kind of training reaches the extreme, one's own soul will become more and more solid, and in the end, it will condense into a godhead. By then, Jordan will be qualified to attack the third life leap phase.

Qiao Danni didn't know if the Chinese immortals in his previous life practiced in this way, but this is the way of practice that has been passed down from generation to generation among the Asa Protoss.

Under Jordan's control, the glow of the soul condensed like water, flowing slowly, approaching Hela.

At this time, Hela's body, a dazzling jewel of Godhead appeared, the glow of soul bloomed, and the glow of soul of Jordan slowly came into contact with him.

Only with this kind of soul contact, the power of authority in Jordan's body can enter Hela's soul through the soul glow, and bit by bit swallow the laws of death that are entrenched in Hela's body. Power.

Jordan's authority is too weak, and Hela's law of death is too strong.

This is also why Jordan needs Hela's best cooperation to help the other party understand the power of the law of death.

During this process, Hela wanted to let go of her soul glow bit by bit, waiting for Jordan to control the power of authority, and a small part of it would swallow the power of the law of death.

When the black that was infested in the glow of Hela's soul disappeared little by little, the brilliance of Hela's divinity was revealed little by little.

It didn't match the name of the other party's goddess of death at all. Hela's original divinity had nothing to do with death.

It's about soul, divinity, and law, so I can't come in a hurry.

After devouring again and again, stopping again and again, each time, Jordan had to digest the power of the law of death that had been swallowed before he could continue.

Otherwise, if you act too hastily, the power of the law will riot, and I am afraid that both people will be completely eroded by death.

In the dim and quiet underworld, staying for a long time can even make people lost, because here it is impossible to tell whether time has passed or not.

Jordanian didn't know how long he had been in this underworld.

After the last bit of the law of death was swallowed, Jordanian took back the glow of his soul for the last time, and with a deep exhaustion, he opened his mouth to Hela and said: "His Royal Highness, congratulations to you. The hidden dangers have been completely eliminated."

Immediately afterwards, an extremely tyrannical aura vented from Hela.

The cascading waves of divine power impacted, and Jordan could not even resist even the slightest amount of resistance. The whole person was blasted away, flew upside down tens of meters away, smashed a rock wall, and fell into the ruins.

At the same time, under Hela's feet, roads of earth and rocks rolled, turning into extremely fast waves, carrying Hela, like a bolt of lightning, impacting towards the outside world of the underworld.

boom!

For an instant, the entire underworld world seemed to shake.

The terrifying divine light exploded, and at the border of the underworld, on the seal set by Odin, there was an extremely bright light, soaring into the sky.

"Odin!"

After being sealed off and living in seclusion for a thousand or hundreds of years, Hela, even without the erosion of the power of the law of death, has the same violent personality.

Of course, this violence is only an emotional catharsis, and is no longer an eroding consequence of the power of the law of death.

Jordanian had just struggled out of the ruins, only to see an extremely angry figure, returning to this huge stone temple again.

At this moment, Hela, the whole body is soaring, standing on a head that looks like a huge ghost wolf, stretched out her hand, and in an instant, the endless earth and wood rose into the sky, turning into a sharp edge. Blades and spears, one by one, pierced the sky and the earth, huge and boundless, swarming toward the entire temple.

Knock Nima!

At this time, Jordan, ignoring other things, the six-pointed star mark above the eyebrows burst into bright light, and the cross holy sword instantly appeared in Jordan's hand, holding his hands upside down, and thrusting it into the ground.

In an instant, the holy light patterns spread on the ground, forming a light mask, which can cover Jordan, who is half kneeling on the ground.

Boom boom boom boom!

This layer of holy light shield has just been formed, and the heavenly swords, divine knives, and spears have fallen from the sky, completely shattering the entire huge temple with a height of more than two hundred meters.

It's like a small hill~www.NovelMTL.com~ in an instant, and countless boulders fell down like rain.

A disaster lasted more than ten minutes.

The entire hall and stone tablets were all crushed by the extremely angry Hela.

After a long while, when there was no slight movement, Jordanian burst out suddenly, shaking away the countless gravel on his head, and his armor was flying, enveloping him and soaring into the sky.

Cang!

Jordanian broke the ground, holding a holy sword, and soon landed sonorously.

At this time, Jordanian was obviously also extremely angry. After landing, he instinctively charged with a sword and smashed Hela, the little lady who turned her face on her face to pieces.

But unexpectedly, Jordan originally thought Hela should be domineering, but at this time he knelt down on the ground with his hair draped and tearful, extremely dull, like a rotten wood.