Honorary title of the system

Chapter 217

boom!
Limbs that were sharper than sharp blades immediately caused eight bloody wounds on Mond's body. At the same time, the huge impact directly sent his body flying, and with a loud "boom", set off There were layers of billowing smoke.

The sickle-like limbs of the giant mantis monster were now covered with traces of flesh and blood, and the originally cyan limbs were now all stained red with blood.

"Looking for death." Seeing that Mond's figure was blown away, Plank could bear it, and at the same time as the voice fell, the figure had disappeared from the spot.

A bronze-colored fist suddenly emerged from the void, and then huge power surged crazily from Plank's body, and the huge wind pressure moved towards the surroundings as he swung his fist. Suddenly, even the surrounding ancient trees The leaves above are also rustling.

On the cyan carapace, a fist fell without any warning at all. Feeling the astonishing power contained in this fist, the giant mantis desperately wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

boom!
As if being hit by a cannonball, at this moment, the body of the giant mantis quickly flew upside down. The originally extremely hard cyan carapace also shattered weakly at this time, and the light blue blood kept gushing out from the body. move.

At the same time as the opponent's body was shot backwards, Plank used both feet to chase the opponent's body. Every time he took a step, he was four to five meters away.

The body has not yet landed, but the giant praying mantis has already sensed a more terrifying crisis, but in this midair, it can't borrow strength at all, and it is difficult to make any moves.

But at this moment, the "scimitar" was already on top of the giant praying mantis monster at some point, and the purple streamer kept flashing, making it extraordinarily dazzling.

It's just that this incomparably beautiful color is the last color it sees before it dies for the giant mantis monster.

The already very strong arms bulged again at this time, becoming as thick as a century-old tree, with veins climbing up the shoulders like a python, and then the death's sickle suddenly swung down.

At the same time as the "scimitar" cut down, the "gravity magic pattern" had also been opened, and in just an instant, the originally light and nimble "scimitar" had turned into a mighty heavy sword.

Such a nearly indestructible sharp blade, combined with Plank's perverted power, what creature can survive under this sword?
A sword fell, and the flesh sprayed.

The praying mantis giant disappeared completely before it even let out a last scream.

"Ding, you killed the strange animal Hundred Blade Beast and got 1 special point."

Withdrawing the "scimitar", Plank's originally swollen right arm also instantly returned to its original shape, without the slightest sense of jerky. If it was before, although he could do it easily, it is not as casual as it is now.

In the past six months, although his physical fitness has not improved much, his control over strength has reached a new level.

After finishing the giant praying mantis, Plank was about to check on Mond's injuries, but this guy had already got up.

His face was ruddy, his breathing was even, and he was full of energy. If it wasn't for the eight bloody wounds on his chest, Plank couldn't believe that this guy was still injured.

The eight wounds looked quite hideous and terrifying, but in fact they just scratched his skin. But also, for a guy like Mond with rough skin and thick flesh, it is really difficult for ordinary sharp blades to cause any effective damage to him.

And before encountering the giant mantis monster, that guy was still shrouded in a hazy phantom, which should have used his blood of the earth.

Although the limbs of the giant mantis monster are sharp, it is impossible to cause fatal damage to Mond who has inspired the blood of the earth.

Although there is no serious problem, Mond's face turned red. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to show himself in front of his master, but instead of stealing chickens, he was taught a lesson by the giant praying mantis .

I don't know if the sailors who followed closely saw his embarrassment just now, but as long as those sailors' eyes fell on the wound on his chest strangely, he always felt that the other party was mocking him. At this time, Mond , I can't wait to find a hole to drill in.

Plank naturally didn't think too much, and carefully pushed aside the soil around "Fellow Leaf", then dug it out and placed it in a wooden box. Then he asked a few sailors to briefly bandage Mond's wound, and everyone started again go ahead.

The road they followed was paved with blood.

Strange animals emerged one after another, as if they were endless. There might be ten or twenty of those killed by his subordinates. Although the strength of these strange animals could not be said to be very strong, they were absolutely invincible. It can't be considered weak, but fortunately, such a guy doesn't have the character to go together, otherwise, Plank might also have a headache.

Passing through an area densely populated with old trees again, Plank felt a strong sense of uneasiness.

This time, they moved forward for a quarter of an hour, but they didn't find any strange animals.

"Something's wrong." Plank stopped moving, and looked around sharply, but found nothing.

After walking another distance, Plank felt as if he had stepped on something under his feet. When he took a closer look, a snow-white skull was deformed by being squeezed by his right foot. He looked around again with his eyes, and saw the grassland in front of him. , dotted with white dots.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the face of the sailor who came after him was a little numb. The area in front of him was full of mutilated skeletons.

"Something's wrong." Plank murmured, but he didn't want to back down. He had already walked such a long distance, and he was frightened back because of a few bones. This is definitely not his style.

Everyone continued to move forward, but compared with before, the dignified expressions on the faces of these sailors were more intense at this time, and the arms holding the scimitar were unconsciously tighter. After all, the unknown is what makes people feel the most panic.

After walking less than a hundred meters further, Plank's eyes suddenly shrank unconsciously. In the area in front of him, he saw an ancient tree several times thicker than the one with several people hugging it. Strange flowers suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The green root is seven or eight meters wide, and above that, there are branches about ten meters high, and at the top is a huge purple flower.

On the purple flower, there are estimated to be hundreds of petals, and the volume of each petal is probably several times larger than the palm of an ordinary person. In the central area of ​​the purple flower, there is a yellow stamen.

And within a distance of nearly [-] meters from this huge and strange flower, not to mention ancient trees, there is not even a single weed, and even the ground looks extremely barren.

Flowers usually provide people with beautiful enjoyment, but at this time, the smell exuded by this strange flower makes people feel particularly uneasy.

On the other hand, at the root of the weird flower exposed above the ground, there is a dark hole like an ancient tree hole, but the volume is probably much larger than that of a normal tree hole.

What is even more frightening is that in front of the dark hole, there is a layer of snow-white skeletons. These skeletons are of different sizes and shapes, and they should be different animals in this weird forest.

Seeing this scene, Plankton felt bad, but before he gave the order to retreat, the strange flower seemed to suddenly "come to life".

"Whoosh whoosh..." With bursts of bursts of rapid crackling sounds that cut through the air, thick and fist-sized vines that were dozens of meters long flew from the strange flowers toward Plank's sailors. .

"Not good." Looking at the flying vines, Plank secretly thought that something was wrong, and hurriedly shouted: "Back off."

It's just that it's too late.

The flying speed of these vines was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, they were approaching the sailors.

The whole body of the rattan is green, and the roots are like extremely sharp swords, which can penetrate people's bodies in an instant.

Several sailors who didn't react had their bodies pierced by these vines in just an instant, and blood spattered out.

When they were suddenly attacked, the reaction of these sailors was not unpleasant. Several shield sailors immediately raised the shields in their hands, while the rest of the sailors hid behind.

However, the green vines were like fast-moving drills, and they pierced the black iron shield with a "swish". Although the green vines did not penetrate directly, they were also torn on the iron shield. There was a crack, and the huge impact force caused the shield sailor's arm to tremble unconsciously. One or two vines were fine, but these dozens of vines shot out rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, blocked the The arms of the shield sailors at the front were dripping with blood.At the same time, the dark shield was also trembling, fearing that it would shatter if it could not resist several attacks of this magnitude.

Without hesitation, the sailors raised their tunnel guns one after another, and the hot lead bullets fell on the vines, and the vines as thick as fists were torn apart in an instant, splashing from the inside. A pile of cyan liquid came out, and then as if they were frightened by something, the vines quickly retracted.

It just didn't give Plank's sailors any chance to breathe. In the blink of an eye, these canes swept in again.

"Damn it." The sailor under his command was wounded, and Plank was furious, bursts of icy killing intent emerged from his eyes.

The figure of Plank rushed to the front at a high speed, and the vines stopped, as if they had found their prey, and then they all shot towards him.

Opening his mouth, like a whale swallowing sea water, Plank also took a deep breath, and then the "scimitar" began to move crazily from his hand, bursts of brilliant sword light centered on him, and began to sweep away in all directions crazily.

Dozens of vines quickly wrapped Plank's figure, as if it would swallow his body in a blink of an eye, but the next second, they were all pushed out again as if by some unstoppable force.

The long sword swung rapidly from Plank's hand. Looking at the vines that were constantly being "pushed away", Plank also frowned. It's like catching a slippery fish, and the power can't be channeled into it.

With a muffled groan in his mouth, the purple inner energy in his body began to flow crazily from his dantian. In the blink of an eye, the "scimitar" turned into a purple lightsaber.

Even so, the "Scimitar" still couldn't completely cut off these vines with a single sword, but only created cracks on the vines. It seemed that the vines would break apart in the next second. It's just that I don't know when I will wait until the next second.

In Planck's icy eyes, dots of blackness emerged from his pupils at unknown times, and as the color of his eyes changed, the aura he exuded also changed again.

If Plank before was as calm as the sea, then he is as deep and vast as the sky now.

The brilliant purple light slowly faded from the long sword, replaced by bursts of jet-black luster.

It was the purest darkness, without a trace of impurities. Even the brilliant brilliance cast by the sun could not compare with it.

The endless darkness is like a giant beast from the abyss, which has devoured everything inadvertently.

The "scimitar" wrapped in that dark light is like an abyss monster opening its ferocious mouth, swallowing everything in front of it simply and violently. That's ridiculous.

Plank's right arm was simple but steady and kept drawing the sword, and as he slashed down with one sword after another, the vines kept falling from the midair like raindrops.

In a blink of an eye, he chopped off dozens of flying vines, and only a few remained. As if they had been frightened by something, the remaining few vines shrank back.

After dozens of vines quickly retracted, the branches of the weird flowers began to shake non-stop, as if they were venting their anger crazily.

Then a dark vine with a thickness of one meter suddenly shot out from the strange flower and quickly "smashed" towards Plank.

His body quickly dodged backwards, and in a few flashes, Plank had already retreated tens of meters away. The ground where he had just been standing was rapidly falling as the dark vines fell hard. It cracked open, and the billowing smoke and dust rolled and rose as the huge rattan danced continuously.

The rattan that suddenly appeared was completely black, like it was made of refined iron, it was indestructible, and the surrounding mountains, rocks and ancient trees could not resist this extremely fierce attack.

"Roar." There was a roar like a tiger king patrolling the mountains and forests, and above the long sword, the black light surged again, and compared with before, the black light that emerged this time was obviously more intense, and the color was more condensed Reality.

The black light flicked across, and the dark rattan, which was originally firmer than steel, became as soft as tofu at this time, and with the emergence of the first black light, it seemed that incomparably black thick ink was continuously sprinkled down from mid-air , In the blink of an eye, this area has been shrouded in endless darkness.

(End of this chapter)