Mix in Douluo to raise plants

In the mist with only five meters of sight, inside the ancient ruins, a dark red bloody light slashed fiercely, and the light of the drawn sword reflected on Fang Mian's face.

Fang Mian's expression remained unchanged, he stepped forward and made a claw shape with his right hand. The mysterious power was divided into five strands and wrapped around his fingers in a spiral form, shining brightly with white light.

He approached the visitor at a faster speed and reached for the bucket.

The spiral energy on his fingers spun five terrifying cyclones, making Fang Mian's fingers seem to be covered with five terrifying diamond drill bits. He mobilized all his strength to pour into his fingers, and clawed at the place where the white light was shining on the man's chest. go.

He wants to directly break through the opponent's defense with one blow.

Fang Mian's attack was very brutal. When his fingers cyclone collided with the opponent's chest, the two invisible energies collided and rubbed, creating sparks as bright as stars, which splashed out in all directions.

But this seemingly ferocious blow did not tear open the opponent's defensive energy shield as Fang Mian expected.

After the tearing energy on the five fingers suppressed the indestructible energy on the opponent's body for five seconds, Fang Mian felt a strong rebound force erupting from the tips of his fingers. He did not resist, and withdrew his arm and left.

The opponent's offensive also stopped suddenly, and was blown away by the reaction force, hitting the ancient wall.

The ancient city wall, which had an unknown number of years, collapsed directly to the ground after being hit by him, burying it.

Fang Mian looked at his right paw and was very dissatisfied with the blow just now. Although he could feel that if the opponent's immortal energy was consumed again, if he could last three or four times longer, he might tear open the energy shield. , but the result was that he didn't hold on and didn't even dare to resist, because he could feel the pressure of the immortal energy on his palms.

If he persists in resisting for a few seconds, he may cause damage to his bones.

In the final analysis, the tearing energy is too low, and it cannot burst out enough damage in an instant.

The visitor crawled out from the ruins, looked at Fang Mian angrily, and shouted: "How dare you eat the sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice."

Fang Mian couldn't help but think too much. The other party seemed to be irritated, and the three soul rings on his body shone at the same time. Fang Mian saw that he grabbed the handle of the nine-ring sword with both hands, and a dark red light network on the sword was continuously activated, and in the light After reaching the tip of the knife, he roared.

"Netherworld Demonic Sound Slash!"

Amidst the roar, he stepped on the ground and flew towards him. The nine-ring sword was wrapped in dark red light, and the wailing sounds of thousands of innocent souls being tortured in the Nine Nether Purgatory were heard. The painful and miserable hoarse sound waves continued. The impact on Fang Mian's consciousness.

If a person with weak willpower is in front of this sound wave, he may be instantly screamed by the ghost, and his consciousness and even soul will be torn into pieces. He will stand there stupidly and be decapitated by the magic knife.

But Fang Mian, who has experienced countless pains, not to mention the screams of ghosts, even if he is facing the abyss and thousands of evil ghosts are reaching out to drag him down to purgatory, as long as he has a clear consciousness, he will find a way to resist.

This level of control has no effect on him.

He raised his hand and threw out a seed, which was right next to him. The seed was changing in the air. After landing, it had grown into a wall of nuts that was two meters wide and four meters high. It was covered with a mysterious black color. Wearing Hanguang's thick armor and an iron helmet with red feathers, he stood beside Fang Mian like a divine soldier guarding the Emperor of Heaven.

The butcher's knife came, but was attracted by the gravity of the nut wall.

The visitor's expression changed from ferocious to frightened in just an instant.

Boom, boom!

Fang Mian did not wait for him to cut down the nut wall, and summoned two pea heavy cannon shooters who had been strengthened countless times. Two earth-shaking huge cannon sounds spread in all directions, and the shells exploded from the barrels at extremely high speeds, tens of thousands of times. The galloping horse landed on the visitor's chest unprepared.

The white glow on the visitor's chest shone brightly, and after holding on for more than a second, he was carried away by the cannonball.

Fang Mian dodged and came behind him. Two more pea heavy cannon shooters landed. The cannons sounded again, and the shells fired forced the people to stop in place.

After dozens or hundreds of enhancements, the adding speed of pea cannonballs has changed from ten seconds in the early days to one at [-] seconds now.

In the blink of an eye, the visitor's body was already squeezed by dense shells.

Then Fang Mian discovered that the Baixia energy shield seemed to be only effective in the opponent's chest area, and the rest of the area would be shattered by the cannonball.

In this way, he understood why Ma Su did not display such defensive abilities when he saw him before.

After controlling the cannonball to break the opponent's limbs, the person with only the head and torso fell to the ground, and the sound of the cannonball stopped immediately.

Fang Mian walked over, pushed aside the pile of pea cannonballs, took away one or two peas, and exposed the other party's face.

He saw a panicked face and felt relieved.

Not bad, not dead.

He asked coldly: "Give you a choice, do you want to live or..."

"Senior, please forgive me!!!"

"I have an eighty-year-old mother to take care of, and a three-year-old child to raise. Senior, I want to survive. For the sake of my family, senior, please show mercy and spare my life!"

The visitor didn't wait for Fang Mian to threaten him, and shouted with tears in his eyes, which was in no way inconsistent with his sinister appearance.

Fang Mianhe stopped his noise, pushed aside the energy shield that Wandou pointed at his chest, and asked with a chuckle: "Don't you have this thing? I can't break this thing, so you shouldn't be worried. Why do you ask? Rao."

The visitor whimpered and said, "Senior, I don't know. This energy shield can only protect my chest, but it can't protect my head!"

"Okay, don't cry. If you cry again, I will understand you directly. Now I ask you to answer. If you can't answer, your life will be..."

"I understand, I understand. If you ask me, senior, I will definitely tell you everything I know."

Under Fang Mian's questioning, the visitor revealed that he was also a holy son of the Holy Sect, named Fan Long, and was a level 53 attack-type soul king.

According to what he said, the meat ball made from Ma Su's body and the energy shield on his body were all products born after receiving the sharpness of the gods. They called it the Holy Seed in the Holy Sect.

They can gain strength by devouring flesh and blood because of this thing.

And using this thing to protect yourself also requires consuming the energy generated by devouring flesh and blood.

This thing also has a weak positioning ability. He also found the direction by following the aura of the holy seed left in the village.

He also told Yang Jiu that he had found their target altar and was ordering eight people, including him, to find the hundreds of saints who were scattered throughout the fog to collect sacrifices.

Fang Mian was startled. He had previously thought that there were not many people coming from the other party. After all, although the width of the fog wall was large, it was only [-] meters wide. Who would have thought that there were more than a hundred people inside.

But he didn't understand. If there were really more than a hundred people active here, he should be able to find them quickly. Why did he not have any clues when he first came in and before he met the savage?

After he told Fan Long his questions, he got the answer.

According to Fan Long's understanding, there is a power of the gods sealed here. It is precisely because of the influence of the gods' special power that this fog wall has already formed a small world of its own, and they named it the fog realm.

The vastness of the world in the mist realm is immeasurable, so let alone hundreds of people, even if there are thousands of people, the closest distance between two people is more than tens of thousands of meters.

After asking Fan Long some more chores, Fang Mian didn't talk to him much and took him on the road, preparing to use his help to find the Holy Son in other villages.

Walking to many places along the way, Fang Mian hunted eighteen Holy Sons and obtained nearly a hundred strange fruits with special energy from their hands. Some had less energy than the golden fruit, and some had more energy than the golden flower cup. There is more energy.

In short, after consuming them all, the tearing energy in Fang Mian's body increased tenfold, and the white glow could already cover half of his forearm.

At the same time, he also obtained eighteen holy seeds, one of which he used in experiments and exploded with one palm.

Through that experiment, Fang Mian also came to the possibility that he could absorb the indestructible energy in the holy species. However, because the source of the energy was a bit taboo to him and the required operation methods were a bit difficult, he did not continue. try.

I don’t know how long it took.

A majestic and majestic boulder city wall, which was piled up with rough and primitive boulders, full of the atmosphere of time, appeared in front of him even if he was holding a lantern in his hand.

The city wall was very tall. He stood at the foot of the city, holding the lantern grass and looking up. He could still feel that a large part of it was hidden in the mist.

He asked Fan Long, who was tied up with a vine and dragged on the ground behind him, "Is this it?"

Fan Long's breath was weak and his face was tired. After looking up, he nodded and said in a weak voice: "Yes."

He knew that if he reached his destination, he might not live long, but he wanted to be freed more now than when he first fell into Fang Mian's hands. In his eyes, Fang Mian was more terrifying than the evil ghosts in hell.

On his back, there was a group of black-gray, algae-like creatures. Fang Mian told him that this thing was called the Tombstone Devourer. It was originally used to devour tombstones that were so heavy that they could even summon zombies.

If it sticks to a person's body, it will use the human body as a parasite and continuously, slowly, bit by bit, and extremely painfully, tear and devour his flesh and blood bit by bit. This process may last three or five years. Years, ten years, Fang Mian doesn't know. After all, he has never tested it. Every time the tomb-devourer eats, Fan Long will suffer pain that goes deep into his soul.

In addition, the person whose tomb is devoured will also secrete a strange liquid that can sustain his life, allowing him to maintain an extremely awake and immortal state. Even if he wants to commit suicide, it is impossible to do so.

Therefore, Fan Long desperately hopes to reach Yang Jiu's location, and then Fang Mian can grant him relief. Now, he doesn't even have the power to go crazy.

Fang Mian carried him, jumped on the city wall, and climbed up.

The city wall was much higher than expected. According to Fang Mian's measurement, it should be more than 500 meters high. It was much more complete than the small village he went to before. At least when Fang Mian climbed up the city wall, he didn't see any missing parts, and when Fang Mian he After climbing to the top of the city wall, he was sure that this was the Fanyun City he was looking for.

Because, on the top of the city gate, someone took off the huge plaque and placed it on the ground. Although the words on it were eroded by time and had become blurry, and they were not the words of Douluo Dalu that Fang Mian was familiar with, the style was still there. Closely, among the three characters, one can vaguely see the character in the middle, which seems to be very similar to the character "Yun".

Fang Mian came to the other side and looked down. He now seemed to be on the top of a mountain. At a glance, the clouds and mist were billowing. He was standing next to the wall, as if he were standing on the edge of a vast abyss. Looking down, he felt an inexplicable pulling force. Fang Mian's figure fell downwards, mysterious and unknown, hiding under the fog layer, attracting his attention.

"Where are they?"

Fang Mian asked Fan Long that the reason why he didn't kill him when he arrived at Fanyun City was not because Fang Mian was kind-hearted. He didn't want to fuse and harvest the indestructible energy in the sarcoma yet, so he couldn't locate Yang Jiu's direction and had to rely on Fan Long.

Fan Long blinked his eyelids weakly, and after turning his white eyes slightly, he, who had no limbs, pushed his head twice toward Fang Mian's right side.

Fang Mian was indifferent, carrying him and preparing to fly down the wall, but when he jumped to the edge of the city wall, before he could fall, a sharp eagle cry came from the clouds and mist below.

Fang Mian looked stunned. The sky without sun, moon and stars made it impossible for him to judge the time. He didn't know how long he had been in the fog wall, but the cries of birds and animals made him feel strange for a moment.

This bird's cry made him, who had been wandering around with the cannibal demons for a long time like a lonely ghost in this dead and gloomy world, feel more intimate. He had the identity of a ruthless root leader. I thought that one day I would feel the breath of life and feel happy.

However, soon, the smile on his face solidified.

Under the feet, the seemingly calm and slowly changing clouds and mist suddenly stirred up waves, and a black shadow galloped upward at a thunderous speed, targeting Fang Mian who was on the city wall.

Fang Mian's dynamic vision was not bad. He had been staring at the black shadow since it flew out of the clouds.

It has a black hooked beak that is as sharp as black iron, two sharp claws that are exposed with cold light, a pair of huge wings that are three to four meters wide, and the eagle's eyes that are as black as ink shine with an indifferent and ruthless light.

It is indeed an eagle beast. Even if you haven't fought with it yet, you can feel its power by observing its speed and feeling the storm that tears apart the space around it.

It is so ferocious and majestic, so evil.

But even though the galloping storm has blown on Fang Mian's face, the hunting and dancing wind has damaged his eardrums, and the extremely fast wind blades like cold knives have scraped his cheeks red and painful, but for the visitor, Fang Mian felt that the other person seemed to be... False, untrue.

Because the other party's body, from its feathers to its entire body, is made of clouds and mist.

When Fang Mian was young, he encountered a group of mist-form soul beasts in the soul-hunting forest, but they were in two different states from the fog eagles in front of him. The reason why those fog wolves were able to transform into mist form was because they had the ability to The soul skill of converting flesh and blood into mist requires conversion through soul power. After all, fog wolves are still flesh and blood creatures.

But for the fog eagle in front of him, Fang Mian couldn't feel any trace of the flow of soul power on it, because it was made of fog. Holding the lantern, Fang Mian could see through its thick white fog surface and see inside its body. The environment, skeleton, flesh, blood vessels, and blood are all in a foggy state.

And not only it, there was movement in the clouds and mist.

A ferocious bird and beast whose head was made of mist poked its head out from the sea of ​​mist and roared ferociously at him.