Mix in Douluo to raise plants

Beside the broken bronze platform, the holy sons of the Holy Cult who followed Yang Jiu stared at the top with dull eyes. Two giant objects, red as blood, were reflected in the sky like the shadow of an eagle galloping like the wind. On their left and right eyes.

They have all experienced the test of the gods, received the baptism of the gods, and possess terrifying power that ordinary people cannot imagine. They have the strength and qualifications to treat other soul masters with pride and disdain.

They originally thought that their strength was strong enough, but the two terrifying fog beasts fighting fiercely above seemed to lift the veil that originally covered their sky, revealing the true power of this world nakedly in front of them. .

It made their hearts tremble and their legs shake violently.

Under the gray mist clouds, in the chaotic white mist, the cannonballs pouring from the huge fog eagle bombarded the long dragon of blood mist transformed by Yang Jiu. There were two rays of light with different energies on the long dragon's body. Block out those incredibly powerful cannonballs, or tear them into powder and scatter them across the sky.

However, the cannonball in front was just an inducement for Fang Mian to mobilize his energy to attract Yang Jiu. The frost dragon that followed was Fang Mian's real attack.

While Yang Jiu's tearing energy and indestructible energy were attracted by the artillery fire coverage area, four frost dragons were divided into four directions, up and down, and attacked the upper, middle and tail sections of Yang Jiu's body.

Yang Jiu had naturally noticed the four frost dragons that contained astonishing coldness. He swung his tail and shot out a bloody sword light two feet long and four meters wide, smashing an ice dragon into pieces.

He then took the initiative to extend his dragon claws. One claw was covered with tearing white clouds of energy, and the other claw was wrapped with indestructible energy. It collided with the other two ice dragons. The ice dragons also exploded, and the extremely cold frost mist exploded, covering the ground. On Yang Jiu's two claws.

But the cold air contained in the ice dragon was not the regular energy of the extremely cold ice mushroom, but just the ice mist with a lower temperature. After a while, the ice mist covering Yang Jiu's claws was shattered and destroyed by Yang Jiu's tearing energy.

And there was another one, which landed on Yang Jiu's head without any hindrance and did not explode. Because there was no time to mobilize the energy, he could only bear the chill that penetrated into his soul.

While Yang Jiu was restrained by his own firepower, Fang Mian increased his power and flew into the white mist with only four layers left at full speed, devouring him crazily.

After getting rid of the coldness in his body, Yang Jiu saw Fang Mian coming back to fight for the clouds and mist. He was so angry that he bit him, blood mist oozing out from his mouth of dragon teeth.

Only this time, Fang Mian was alert. With his flexibility and speed, he easily dodged and launched hundreds of pea cannonballs to harass Yang Jiu, then dodged and continued to swallow the mist.

Seeing that Fang Mian was powerless, Yang Jiu changed his strategy and expanded his body again, reaching a length of 200 meters, rolling in the clouds and mist, forming a huge vortex, attracting the clouds and mist towards him.

Fang Mian smiled when he saw this, hovering around his body, absorbing the clouds and mist attracted by him, and occasionally using his sharp claws to leave scars on his body.

Seeing that his actions had made Fang Mian's wedding dress more costly than gains, Yang Jiu became even more furious and quickly shrank his body.

After several battles, there was not much tearing energy left in the air, and the fog clouds dissipated.

The two giant beasts locked hands and landed on the ground as if they had agreed.

"Holy Elder!" The disciples of the Holy Cult gathered around Yang Jiu, stood with him, and glared at Fang Mian who was not far away.

Fang Mian ignored them. He was naturally the winner in this Wuyun fight. A full [-]% of the tearing energy in Wulong's body entered his body, to be precise, his right arm bone.

In fact, he is no stranger to the mastery of regular energy. His Extreme Cold Ice Mushroom and Destruction Mushroom both contain a kind of regular energy.

It's just that he has used martial arts to perform it before. This is the first time for him to have direct contact like this.

When he had little control before, he didn't feel anything. Now that there is more tearing energy in his body, a huge flow of information rushed into his mind, making his head hurt.

However, he did not feel any pain. On the contrary, he showed a smile. If he could calm down and fully comprehend this flow of information, perhaps his strength would be greatly increased, and his attack methods would not be limited to plants.

"Kid, I don't know what your purpose is, but the things belonging to our Holy Sect are not that easy to get. I advise you to hand over that energy. Owning it will not do you any good."

When Fang Mian was exploring the mystery of tearing energy, Yang Jiu warned with a gloomy face.

He only obtained one and a half layers of devouring energy, and knew that if he wanted to take down Fang Mian through force, it might take a lot of effort. He held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that Fang Mian would take the initiative to give up the tearing energy.

But this is purely wishful thinking on his part.

Fang Mian looked at Yang Jiu with cold eyes. He had not forgotten this enemy who killed his master. He asked with a cold smile: "Why is there no benefit? I think it is quite good. If you don't want it, just hand over what you got. I accept it all."

"Stubbornness will lead to death."

"Come on!" Yang Jiu pointed at Fang Mian and ordered.

The saints beside him hesitated for a moment, but still followed his order, summoned their martial souls and soul rings, roared, and charged towards Fang Mian to kill him.

Fang Mian looked at their martial spirits, including leopard men covered in rotten flesh, bloody swords, and pagodas filled with evil intentions. All of them looked abnormal. Fang Mian guessed that this change might be due to the change in their bodies. Indestructible energy, if this is the case, Fang Mian feels that the schedule for integrating the indestructible energy should be as far back as possible.

Putting his thoughts aside for the moment, Fang Mian took the initiative to face his opponent. A soul master with a reddish-brown spotted leopard rushed in front of him. His soul ring flashed, his eyes were full of madness, and he waved his sharp claws to scratch at his vital points.

Fang Mian calmly stretched out his right hand, and tearing energy burst out from the arm bones and enveloped the fingertips.

呲la.

He floated away. The Leopard Spirit Master had a dull look on his face. He didn't know what happened. He turned around and wanted to attack Fang Mian from behind. But after taking two steps, a sense of powerlessness dragged his body down and kicked him. He stepped on the air and fell to the ground. Scarlet blood came out from under him and flooded his face. Only then did he realize that his heart seemed to have been taken out.

Fang Mian was like a reaper of life, walking leisurely between them, his right claw constantly extending, and every time he retracted it, a blood-red beating heart would be torn to pieces by Baixia in his palm.

He has no special hobbies, just taking out the heart is the fastest way to solve the problem of human life. He doesn't want to get too entangled with these cannibal demons anymore. After absorbing the white mist, he has a bad feeling that keeps urging him. He quickly left here.

In just half a minute, the last heart exploded, and it wasn't until his body fell that Fang Mian looked at Yang Jiu.

Perhaps the speed of his slaughter just now was too fast. Yang Jiu didn't seem to have reacted. He stood there blankly, motionless. When he saw him looking over, he sneered and said: "Interesting, it really comes from the power of the gods. To be so powerful.”

"Humph, isn't it interesting? Then I'll let you feel it again."

Fang Mian said indifferently, sprinted forward, jumped up, used the blade of his palm as a knife, and slashed down with an invincible force.

Yang Jiu raised his left arm, and the immortal energy gathered on it to block his palm knife.

A clang exploded, sparks flew everywhere, and after two seconds of confrontation between the two energies, a bloody cold light came from below.

Fang Mian dodged sideways, raised his left palm, exposed the dark muzzle, and blasted it with one shot.

Amid the sound of cannon fire, Yang Jiu was shot and stepped back dozens of steps, plowing a five-meter deep mark on the ground before he stopped.

Fang Mian was unyielding and knew that if Yang Jiu's turtle shell was not consumed first, he might not be able to defeat him today. A cannon muzzle appeared in his right hand, and shells carrying tearing energy were continuously bombarded.

Yang Jiu used his arm as a shield, and when the white glow blocked all the cannonballs, he saw Fang Mian throwing something into the air. When he looked again, it seemed like a majestic mountain-like nest of melons fell from the sky, and the wind formed by the heavy pressure Gang tore open his face, revealing hollow scars.

"How dare you be so rampant with your little tricks!"

Even though he was in a state of embarrassment, Yang Jiu still roared unruly and raised his arms high to catch the falling nest melon.

However, after Fang Mian upgraded it dozens of times, the weight of this melon has exceeded one million kilograms. This is an existence that even the titled Douluo dare not resist. Even if Yang Jiu has a protective energy shield, he is still weighing it heavily. Press down and keep sinking deeper into the ground.

After all, he couldn't bear it any longer. After roaring angrily, the soul ring around him flashed and his whole body exploded into blood mist.

Seeing him exploding the blood mist, Fang Mian's eyes brightened. He had used this move on that rainy night, and now he used it again. Fang Mian naturally would not let him have an easy time, and threw out a hot pepper.

The four skills of Hot Chili Pepper are all used to increase the temperature of the flame. When all are used, the burning temperature of the flame can reach [-] degrees.

Two seconds after Fang Mian threw it into the blood mist, a wall of fire unfolded high, followed by a miserable scream.

Yang Jiu panicked and exited the blood mist form. An obvious dividing line appeared on his face. The left half of his face turned white as if it had been boiled with frost, while the right half of his face was scorched with heat. He was in a miserable state, but it was just Fang Mian knew about the skin injury, and he knew it too. He stared at Fang Mian, thinking about how to kill this kid.

Although Fang Mian was calm on the surface, there was a storm in his heart.

Even the high temperature of [-] degrees can only cause skin trauma to him. It seems that the turtle energy shell is really hard and scary.

He can't think of a better way to deal with Yang Jiu now. Maybe Destruction Mushroom can do it, but this means that Fang Mian can't take back the layer and a half of tearing energy in him.

While Fang Mian was thinking, Yang Jiu suddenly launched an attack. He swung in front of Fang Mian, held a sword in his right hand, and stabbed unabashedly.

"Is this the only way?" Fang Mian thought to himself, and he hid aside casually. The bloody sword passed in front of him, and the smell of blood rushed into Fang Mian's nose, with a smell of rust.

"Wait! The smell of blood."

Fang Mian's eyes widened. When he fought with Yang Jiu before, he had never smelled such a strong smell of blood from his sword.

He subconsciously stopped retreating and took out the blood sword with his claws. Using his left hand, he used his remaining strength to directly crack his blood sword, turning it into thick plasma, and slapped his face without any hindrance. Yang Jiu's body also collapsed instantly.

Obviously, this is a clone.

Then, where did the real body go?

Fang Mian glanced around, looking for traces of Yang Jiu, but suddenly, a subtle earthquake came from under his feet. He looked towards the source of the earthquake and saw a giant horned creature dozens of meters high composed of billowing blood, waving. Holding the long sword, he roared and slashed at him.

The long sword is magnificent, and the strong wind is blowing. Although the sword is not strong, its strength can be said to push a mountain to the ground.

The roar of the wind filled Fang Mian's ears. He was startled, but soon became calm again, and thought to himself: "So they are waiting for me here!"

After casually throwing a nut wall to the side, Fang Mian fled in the opposite direction.

Wandering at the edge of the nut wall, waiting for the sword to cut down, he turned into a fog eagle and flew into the sky.

The giant sword landed on the nut wall, and as soon as it touched it, the force that surged like a hundred-foot ocean wave instantly shattered the nut wall into powder, and fell to the ground without any obstruction, with a large net composed of scarlet lines on its side. The point where the sword tip landed spread out, instantly covering an area of ​​[-] meters square, and then the boiling blood evil energy exploded from the ground, rising to a height of [-] meters, exuding hot steam like red magma flowing in the ground, steaming Covers everything in the area.

But Fang Mian, who escaped in time and soared in the air, felt his heart palpitate as he looked at the area. This kind of power, except for the subsequent effects that were difficult to deal with, was no less than when he used the smallest Destruction Mushroom.

Seeing Fang Mian transforming into a mist eagle to avoid him, the plasma giant opened his mouth and roared, raised his sword, and slashed at Fang Mian with a blood-red sword beam that split the heaven and earth.

Fang Mian was not to be outdone, and rows of pea cannon muzzles spread out under his wings. The pouring cannonballs wiped out the sword light and hit the plasma giant again, although in the end it was blocked by his indestructible energy shield.

Fang Mian flew high in the sky, suppressing fire, and Yang Jiu kept waving his sword energy, trying to attack Fang Mian. He did not dare to turn into a fog dragon, otherwise Fang Mian might eat him alive with his speed and flexibility.

The scene entered into a stalemate again.

As time went by, Fang Mian became more and more impatient, but he himself did not know why he was like this. Logically speaking, he only had to persist until the energy shield on Yang Jiu was consumed. Revenge was only a matter of time, and he was at a loss as to where to go from here. Come.

He was confused until 10 minutes later, when he saw a trace of black mist-like energy appearing on the edge of the fog cloud.

He looked shocked, widened his eyes, and even stopped attacking because he knew that it was destructive energy.

"Why is there destructive energy here? Is Douluo Continent going to be destroyed? No, this world is going to be destroyed."

He learned from the Destruction Mushroom that destructive energy is a sign of the collapse of the world. When the destructive energy accumulates to a certain level, the life of the world will come to an end, and no matter how prosperous the world is, it will perish.

And the creatures in this world, even gods, will follow the world to its end.

Fang Mian was dodging Yang Jiu, who had no idea what was about to happen. He was distracted by the light of the sword that was coming towards him and felt the destructive energy. In his perception, the destructive energy on the edge was constantly superimposed. If he didn't leave, he might have to leave. No more.

He looked deeply at Yang Jiu, and it seemed that the tearing energy and indestructible energy in his body could not be recovered.

"That's all, I've gained a lot in this trip. How can anything be perfect in the world?" Fang Mian sighed, and a black-gray halo flashed between his paws at the same time.

Since the world is going to be destroyed, he should add fire to it.

Yang Jiu's attack stopped, and he felt something was wrong around him. He looked toward the edge of the fog. The fog was dissipating, revealing previously invisible land, houses, and city walls.

But then, he saw a wave of energy attached to the city wall that had stood firm and upright from unknown time. The city wall collapsed with a rumble, but there was no sound of boulders falling to the ground. Those falling stones disappeared in the air like ice cubes melting. , no, at least water will be born when the ice cube melts, but the stone disappears, but no trace is left.

Yang Jiu felt his heart trembling. He turned around and prepared to ask Fang Mian for peace. The two of them fled here first and then competed. He believed that Fang Mian would agree.

But when he turned his head, what he saw scared his soul out of his body.

Fang Mian was seen holding two mushroom-shaped objects in his claws. The black and gray lights on the objects flickered, and the breath of energy was just like the energy he had just sensed.

"It's you, what are you doing!" Yang Jiu yelled and slashed with his sword, trying to interrupt Fang Mian.

Fang Mian also felt that it was almost done. He dived down to avoid the blood-red sword light. When he was approaching the plasma giant, he dropped two destruction mushrooms that he had condensed with half of his soul into him, and then turned a gorgeous path in the air. The arc flew away.

Yang Jiu, who felt something was missing from his body, let go of the hilt of his sword, touched the two Destruction Mushrooms, and was about to throw them out.

He felt that his consciousness was occupied by multiple energy fluctuations, with violent vibrations and roars, dazzling beams of light like the sun, and terrifying and unknown energy. Before he fell into coma, he untied the form of the plasma giant and protected his whole body with indestructible energy, but The area he was in was directly wiped out and returned to zero due to the sudden accumulation of a certain amount of destructive energy.

The time and space there returned to the void, and he fell into the unknown void. The black tide of chaos annihilated his body, assimilating all the energy in his body into a part of chaos.

Fang Mian, who was holding the lantern grass, flew towards the sensed exit. His speed was extremely fast. When the air wave of the Destruction Mushroom spread to his position, it could only help him fly forward. Looking behind me, two superimposed mushroom clouds burst out with the most brilliant brilliance in the world. The dreamlike beauty and terrifying destructive energy formed the most perfect and terrifying picture in the world.

He recorded this scene in his mind, and while sighing at the power of the Destruction Mushroom, he was also wary of it. Looking around at the world that was constantly withering, disappearing, and shattering, he thought to himself: "It seems that you should be more careful when using the Destruction Mushroom in the future. ”

He remembered that so far, the only area on the Douluo Continent that had been baptized by the Destruction Mushroom. Six years later, it was still a restricted area for life, and he didn't know when it would be able to recover.

Looking at the mushroom cloud behind him again, Fang Mian thought that he had finally avenged his master. He cleared away the depression accumulated in his chest, hummed happily and walked away.