The Prison Suppressing Martial God was slightly startled, not quite understanding what Lin Yang said.

But the next second.

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A strange voice came out.

The prison-suppressing Martial God's whole body trembled as if he was being electrocuted, and his eyes suddenly opened hugely.

Then he slowly twisted his neck and looked sideways.

But he saw a thin golden needle stably stuck on his neck.

It turns out that whether it is a silver needle or a gold needle, it is just a cover.

Lin Yang had secretly hidden a needle long ago, and stabbed it into his neck without the sight of the Prison War God.

how so?

Where did this needle come from?

The Prison-Suppressing Martial God cannot understand.

He had obviously gathered all his energy, concentrated his attention, listened to all directions, and saw all directions.

Why can this person still stab himself?

The Prison Suppressing Martial God slowly raised his hand, pinched the silver needle stuck in his neck, and then carefully pulled it out.

His medical skills are not bad, and his understanding of acupuncture is naturally different from ordinary people.

Although this needle is difficult for ordinary people to remove, he still knows how to remove it without causing any damage.

But the moment it was taken off, the body of the Prison Suppressing Martial God was completely rigid, and his whole soul seemed to have been sucked away.

I saw that the silver needle was covered with a faint layer of ascending power.

And this power of ascension... is clearly his own!

"This...this is impossible...isn't this my own power of ascension?"

The Prison Suppressing Martial God opened his mouth and murmured, his brain twitching crazily.

He really couldn't figure out why his power of ascension was attached to Lin Yang's silver needle.

But soon, a terrifying thought appeared in the mind of the Prison Suppressing Martial God.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh…

At this time, Lin Yang once again rolled out countless silver needles and blasted them towards the Prison Suppressing Martial God.

These silver needles covered his body like a torrential rain.

The Prison Suppressing Martial God was so shocked that he couldn't help but retreat.

At this moment, he didn't want to fight with this person anymore.

"Xiao Tian, ​​come to my aid quickly and help me leave!"

The prison-suppressing Martial God roared, turned around and ran away.

"What?"

Xiaotian Martial God was also stunned.

The invincible and invincible prison-suppressing Martial God actually wants to escape?

What is this for?

He obviously doesn't have much injuries at this moment, and he still has the capital to fight again!

Why are you suddenly thinking about running away?

For a moment, Xiaotian Martial God didn't know what to do.

After all, this Lin Yang is a being who can kill the Prison Suppressing Martial God and escape. What chance does he have of winning against him?

However, Xiaotian Martial God did not know that the reason why the Prison Suppressing Martial God was panicking was because Lin Yang had seen through his power of ascension!

"I was wrong! I couldn't be more wrong! You should go all out to treat everyone and kill them when you have the chance, instead of being so procrastinating!"

"If I had planned to kill this person from the beginning and cut him into pieces without giving him a chance to repair his body, he would be a puddle of mud now."

"It's a pity that I didn't do this. Instead, I gave him enough time to observe the power of ascension!"

"He was already observing when he was fighting with Xue Tu and Ben Lei!"

"Now, he has seen through everything, and my power of ascension has been completely understood by him!"

"If you want to kill him again, it will be as difficult as going to heaven!"

The Prison Suppressing Martial God felt crazy and regretful, but he was not afraid.

After all, everything didn't turn around.
Chapter completed!