my master is a bug.

Chapter 42
In terms of momentum alone, Dong Tianpeng, who just appeared on the stage, is many times stronger than Fang Mu's fireworks just now.

However, Fang Mu still looked normal.

As the place where the magic sounds are most concentrated, the top of Zhitian Mountain is still calm.

Fang Mu used the miniature resurrection point in his hand to snatch the overflowing mental power around him, and said impatiently:
"Since you broke through, come down quickly.

Do you still want to call me to death with your voice? "

Dong Tianpeng sneered and said: "Since you are so eager to seek death, then I will help you!"

This stern voice once again caused the purple clouds in the sky to roll.

Even the clouds around the Tianshan Mountains were shaken to keep gathering and dispersing.

However, this was not over yet, the huge phantom in the sky suddenly turned into reality, covering the entire sky above Zhitian Mountain.

This giant hand smashed straight towards Fang Mu with the force of the sky, as if it wanted to smash Fang Mu and Zhitian Mountain under him into powder!
In the distance, those players who had just been revived were shocked by this scene.

They have a feeling that they are going to be photographed into meatloaf at any time.

Some of the timid ones even started to tremble slightly.

"Damn, this is too real, why do I feel like I'm going to be shot to death!"

"I think so too, this hand is too scary, why does it look scarier than the previous boss!"

"Hey, do you think this is a plot killing?"

"What do you mean?"

"The plot helps us kill the boss, this boss is so perverted, we definitely can't beat it!"

"It makes sense, but if the boss dies like this, who will get the reward?"

"..."

Just as the group of people were discussing, the giant palm that had just fallen halfway changed again.

From the palm of that giant palm, an indescribable coercion burst out.

While this coercion spread, it caused a series of changes in the world.

Thunderclouds tumbling, gusts of wind whistling, ghosts wailing...

All kinds of visions flashed one after another, as if the world was going to be scattered by this slap.

The players below who were still talking non-stop just now shut their mouths.

Their faces were ashen, and they couldn't bear this power at all.

"No, I can't take it anymore, I won't fight this boss battle!"

After the player finished speaking, he went offline directly.

This move of his reminded the other players in the resurrection point.

For a while, those players who couldn't bear this kind of stimulation immediately went offline.

Just a moment later, the densely packed players near the resurrection point were reduced by more than half.

And the remaining courageous players stared excitedly at the giant hand above their heads.

Under everyone's gaze, this giant palm that stirred up the world finally landed on top of Fang Mu's head.

At this time, Fang Mu was still robbing the spiritual power overflowed by those dead players with no expression on his face.

It wasn't until a bolt of lightning hit his head that he raised his right hand reluctantly.

There was no loud noise as expected.

Fang Mu's right hand clapped with the huge palm in the sky, and there was only a crisp clapping sound.

The next moment, the wind stopped and the clouds calmed down, and the ghosts dissipated.

The palm that covered several kilometers, as if it could crush heaven and earth, was held on top of Fang Mu's head by Fang Mu's disproportionately small hand.

Fang Mu held the huge palm with one hand, and said in a tone that seemed to be homely:

"A few days ago, I almost fell into the magic way.

At the time I thought it was just a coincidence.

Now that I think about it, this matter should be related to you, right? "

Dong Tianpeng is not in the mood to chat with Fang Mu at this moment.

The blow he was determined to win just now was deflected by Fang Mu in such an easy way, which gave him a vague premonition in his heart.

He kept whispering in his mouth, and the ghost beside him screamed again and again.

A series of strange spells spread out from in front of him and merged into the huge palm, trying to control the palm to close.

But no matter how he called, the giant palm didn't respond at all, as if someone had tapped the acupuncture points.

At this time, Fang Mu under the giant palm was still waiting for Dong Tianpeng's response.

Fang Mu has always been brooding over that almost obsession.

That's why he was patient and wanted to chat with Dong Tianpeng, but Dong Tianpeng was a little uncooperative.

He waited for a long time but did not see Dong Tianpeng's response. Instead, the huge palm on top of his head was wriggling non-stop.

Fang Mu stretched out his other hand a little bored, and lightly tapped the giant palm above his head, and the palm burned violently.

In an instant, the flames stretched for tens of miles, and the light even covered the blue sky above.

Countless ghosts were crying and howling, trying to break free from the giant palm, but instead added a little condiment to the flames, making the flames more miserable.

"you dare!"

Dong Tianpeng never expected that the monster he had worked so hard to refine for hundreds of years would be ignited so easily.

For a moment, emotions such as horror, heartache, shame, anger, and resentment erupted in his heart, and finally gathered together to form boundless rage!
Originally, he planned to save some strength to deal with Ziyun in the Canglang Realm.

But at this moment, he has no reservations.

Billowing demonic energy gushed out of his body like a leak from the sky.

The devilish energy collided with the purple energy between the heaven and the earth, and instantly turned into a pure and violent spiritual energy, which spread out between the heaven and the earth.

In the blink of an eye, this surge of aura spread to the players watching the battle.

Those players who were still nearby just now were directly turned into dust by the aura frenzy.

The very few players who were lucky enough not to die immediately were also dizzy and numb from the shock.

Some people were even forced to leave the Canglang Realm because they started vomiting in the real world.

In an instant, those players who were still watching just now decreased by [-]% again.

And the resurrection point in the distance, which was uncertain in light and dark, was once again filled with resurrected players.

"This is too perverted, if the bosses of this game are all at this level, we're still playing a fart!"

"It's just... vomit... the bullshit boss battle, it's even more perverted than the survival mode!"

"Survival mode shit, this is horror mode!"

"I can't hold on anymore, you guys continue..."

This group of chattering players didn't notice that the wave of aura didn't stop after it ran over them, instead it just kept getting bigger and bigger like a snowball.

Farther away, some monks who secretly watched the battle were soon swallowed by the aura wave.

Although these people's strength is much higher than those of those players, and they can withstand the direct crushing of spiritual energy, but they are also not easy.

Driven by the aura of spiritual energy, the spiritual energy in their bodies ran away in an instant.

Many people were severely injured in an instant, and could only rely on magic tools to support themselves in the frenzy of spiritual energy.

After the frenzy of spiritual energy swept through these monks, they still didn't give up, but crushed them further away, as if they were going to swallow the entire Canglang Realm.

(End of this chapter)