Douluo Continuing The Seven Shrek Monsters' Road to Godhood

Chapter 692--Tang San VS Ma Hongjun

At this moment, if you have good eyesight, you can find an extremely weak energy flow on the formation eye stone tablet penetrating into the bodies of the eight people.

It looks rare, but at least it has reached a level that can be seen with the naked eye.

And then I thought about it again, we can't just look at the present, why not take a long-term look.

If there is no accumulation of small currents, there will be no rivers and seas.

No matter how little energy it is, if it is injected into the bodies of eight people continuously for more than forty-four years, you can imagine how huge it will be.

As for whether it can meet the goals they set for themselves before coming to the inner earth world, it remains to be verified by time.

The Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor did not need the blessing of the magic circle, so they just sat cross-legged and meditated not far from the magic circle, intercepting the energy flowing to the magic circle and using it for their own use.

This energy is pitifully small, but it is enough for the two of them to break through to the ninety-ninth level of Dzogchen in the next forty-four years, which is the level of quasi-gods.

In the past, as soul beasts, they would never have dared to imagine that they would reach this level.

For the eight people in the circle now, this loss of energy will not be noticed.

Even if the energy consumed by the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor were accumulated continuously for forty-four years, it would not be enough for them to even slightly improve their strength, and it would still be dispensable.

Tang San saw that everyone had entered the state, and it was time to do his own thing. He took a few steps and came to Ma Hongjun, holding a piece of black grass with dense runes in his hand, and said: "Fat man! Take this black grass. , let’s leave here first, find a place to consolidate your cultivation, and then absorb it.”

Ma Hongjun stared at this strange grass, naturally knowing its preciousness and magical effects. He also knew that he was not the one who needed this grass the most right now, so he waved his hand and said:

"Third brother! You need this black grass more than I do."

"What are you talking about? I'm already 120 levels in strength, do you just don't trust me to defeat Xieyue?" Tang San knew that Ma Hongjun might have the idea of ​​giving up the treasure, so he pretended to be angry When he got up, his tone suddenly became very cold.

Ma Hongjun's heart was pounding and he shook his head, "That's not what you meant, third brother! The higher your strength, the more confident you are in defeating Xie Yue?"

"I'm very sure now, there's no need to refuse, just accept it!" Tang San was not arrogant, he was indeed very confident about it. Therefore, as soon as he finished speaking, he handed over the black striped grass.

Ma Hongjun frowned and was in a dilemma, hesitating in front and back.

He deeply understands in his heart that the third brother is the one who needs strength the most among all people, and he does not want to fight to the death with others. He can spend more time in the future to slowly increase his cultivation level, and there is no need to use black grain grass to improve quickly. Law.

But the third brother is different. He will soon have a battle with Xieyue. If he can let his brother win 100%, he will be more physically and mentally satisfied than improving his cultivation.

How could Tang San not guess what he was thinking? He couldn't help laughing for a moment: "You used to talk about my mother-in-law and mother-in-law, but you are the same today. I guarantee that I will defeat Xie Yue, so why do you have to worry? And Zou Qi is here too. , do you think there is anyone in the world who can kill me? In addition, this black-striped herb was entrusted to you by the senior forest god, how can you keep it for yourself? So, accept it quickly and don’t embarrass me again!" Tang The last sentence of 3 is very majestic and shows his resolute and decisive character.

"This..." Ma Hongjun was still squeezing his hands, looking really at a loss and smacking his lips.

When Tang San saw Ma Hongjun push back and forth, his face became more and more gloomy, "Don't you even trust me, Third Brother?"

"Take it!" Zou Qi sent a message to Ma Hongjun not far away.

Ma Hongjun could no longer refuse because this option had been completely blocked.

Therefore, he had no choice but to accept it without hesitation, and it looked like he was pretending to accept it.

Tang San's expression returned to his usual calm look, and he realized that the delay had been long enough, so he spoke loudly: "Okay, we should leave here and find an open space to help you consolidate your cultivation, as well as yourself You must also fully master the application of magical skills."

Ma Hongjun nodded to Tang San, then put the black pattern grass into the ring.

Tang San looked into the distance and sighed, the boring but necessary thing had begun.

Hou Fanran turned around and took his thoughts away.

He walked towards Zou Qi again, stopped when he was ten feet away, and asked: "Brother Qi! Are you going with us?"

"I won't go. I'll stay here and watch over you!" Zou Qi declined politely. He had other things to do.

Tang San and Ma Hongjun glanced at each other, said hello to the former, and left safely.

The tenth day soon arrived.

Tang San and Ma Hongjun found a rather large basin, surrounded by mountain walls over a hundred feet tall, with jagged red cliffs and strange rocks that were on the verge of collapse.

The entire area is barren of grass, and the drought is evident.

But it was such a harsh environment that deeply attracted their attention.

This place is perfect for a discussion of divine skills. Most of the divine power can be limited to an area of ​​approximately two to three thousand square kilometers.

But in order to be safe and prevent unnecessary trouble from attracting god-level experts from the inner earth world, Tang San still used Poseidon's power to cover the entire area.

At the same time as he finished, Tang San said thoughtfully to Ma Hongjun: "Fat man! The two of us have suppressed our cultivation to one hundred and one level."

"Why, are you afraid of destroying this place?" Ma Hongjun didn't understand this.

"I have this consideration. After all, we have to stay here for a long time, and we can't destroy it all at once. But more importantly, I want to suppress your cultivation, drain your divine power over and over again, and then cultivate back. , the benefits to you are unimaginable, it will make your attacks more powerful, grasp the fighting opportunities more quickly, and it will beat your body a little stronger."

Ma Hongjun raised his eyebrows and said dullly: "Is this the cultivation method you used, third brother, when your father took you away after the soul master competition? You suppressed your soul power and practiced on the waterfall. The cultivation method you mentioned today is different from It’s very similar!”

"Somewhat similar, but not entirely." Tang San first closed his eyes and nodded slightly, then shook his head sharply, his tone always seemed long and indifferent.

"Oh! Then third brother, how do we consolidate it?" Ma Hongjun asked seriously about the core point.

Tang San raised the corner of his mouth and said succinctly: "In this year, we will compete with one hundred and one level strength first. I will exhaust your divine power again and again, and try my best to make you weak for about a month. Naturally, I will also make you weak." You were slightly injured. Remember, I am never joking with you. When you compete with me, show your full strength."

As Ma Hongjun listened, his face became stiffer and stiffer. His originally rosy face was now slightly blue. He swallowed his saliva and said, "Third brother! No, is it necessary to be so cruel?"

"It is very necessary. After one year, you can try your best to increase your strength when absorbing the black grass." Tang San replied in the affirmative with an unquestionable tone.

Ma Hongjun was a little confused about what Tang San meant by these words, "Isn't the black-grained grass raised to two levels at most? How can it be raised any higher?"

"Two levels are true, but if you temper your muscles, bones and meridians to be stronger, it is possible to absorb a little more divine power. Do you want to let go of such an opportunity?" Tang San asked rhetorically.

"In that case, there's nothing more to say. Third brother, let's do it!" Ma Hongjun was very energetic, and there was a sense of generous death in his tone.

Tang San nodded, and the Poseidon Divine Armor instantly possessed him, with the Poseidon's Eight Wings gently inciting him behind his back.

The golden energy flows out from the palm of his right hand and condenses. In a moment, the golden trident was in his hand.

Seeing this, Ma Hongjun looked a little more solemn. I still couldn't help but get nervous. If I had to fight with a cheater and pervert like my third brother, how could I hope that I could take advantage of it? If that wasn't suffering, what else could it be?

But he could only frown, possessing the Vulcan God Equipment and holding the Vulcan Sword tightly in his right hand.

Both of them exuded powerful divine power fluctuations at first, but they only lasted for a short time.

Soon, the pressure spread by the two people gradually faded away, and the fluctuations in divine power became weaker and weaker. When the fluctuations in divine power around the two people were equal, there would be no change.

At this time, their strength was only level 101.

Tang San's figure flashed, and in the next second he appeared a thousand meters in front of Ma Hongjun. He said in a very indifferent tone: "Fat man, you go first and let me learn from you."

"Yes!" Ma Hongjun agreed casually. Of course he knew that the third brother wanted him to make the first move to expose his weakness, but he was not a fool. How could he let the latter discover his weakness so quickly.

Ma Hongjun pointed the tip of the Vulcan Sword directly at Tang San's chest, which was a thousand meters away. He turned his hand and let go, and the Vulcan Sword whirled rapidly in front of Ma Hongjun's chest.

Suddenly, Ma Hongjun drew a circle in front of him with the Vulcan Sword as the center, and a magical scene appeared.

All he saw was that the Vulcan Sword had split into ten identical swords. At the same time, it spun and formed a one-meter-diameter rotating ring of fire in front of Ma Hongjun, with each sword pointing directly at Tang San's vitals.

"Fire Red Lotus!"

Ma Hongjun was heard shouting loudly, and with a proud look on his face, he reported the name of his magical skill to Tang San.

The ten fire god swords turned into ten streaks of blood light, one after another surrounding him and heading towards Tang San.

Seeing the ferocious force coming, Tang San had the idea in his heart to test its power.

Not daring to neglect, he whispered in his heart: "The eighth magical skill, the destruction of the blue silver evil mirror."

Everything around him instantly condensed into crystals, which were hundreds of meters thick.

At this moment, the ten Fire God Swords also arrived, but instead of rushing directly into Tang San's frozen hundred-meter crystal layer as Tang San imagined, the ten swords transformed into ten flowers as they approached. The red lotus dyes the heaven and earth in a bewitching red color.

When each one hits the 100-meter crystal layer set by Tang San head-on, there will be a violent explosion, with fire shooting into the sky and crystal fragments flying all over the sky. In the next millisecond, it will be broken into powder by divine power and disappear into the air.

When the firelight subsided a little, it was discovered that with every explosion, the 100-meter-long crystal layer would be thinned by at least 30 meters.

But Tang San had a weird smile on his face, thinking that he had underestimated this skill. He could actually use ten swords to disguise himself, but they were actually ten big bombs!

The power was not weak at all. It was impossible for him to block the eighth magical skill from the Evil Demonic Orca King, but he was not too panicked or anything, and still looked calm.

Therefore, Tang San quickly activated the "Sea Shield", forming a huge hemispherical light blue shield in front of him.

This magical skill is the fourth form of the Golden Thirteen Halberds, a defensive skill. The main feature is that the defense range is extremely large. Tang San just needs to adjust the size of the sea shield to be able to block him.

The moment the shield was formed, Ma Hongjun's three red lotuses shattered Tang San's 100-meter-long crystal layer into pieces with overwhelming force.

The remaining seven red lotuses hit the "Sea Shield" heavily, and despite its huge power, the shield only rippled slightly, maintaining an unmoving and proud posture.

Even if it is broken, the power is still too weak.

The force of the explosion cracked the land for a thousand meters around Tang San, and the shock wave even splashed the sand and rocks from the surrounding cliffs, filling the sky with dust.

The ferocious flames raged angrily until they were seven or eight hundred meters away before calming down a bit, melting the land into fire slurry along the way. When it cooled down, it was discovered that some sand and stones had been crystallized in the terrifying high temperature just now.

Tang San looked around in a daze, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Fat man! It's very good. I didn't find any way to break this move, so I had to defend it passively. I didn't expect that your fourth Vulcan style already has such explosive power. , It’s a pity that you are still far from breaking my shield. If you use more force, I will drain your power as soon as possible.”

Hearing Tang San's somewhat ridiculing words, Ma Hongjun had no choice but to say with a wry smile: "Third brother! Your shield is as good as Absolute Defense. Fortunately, this place is completely dry. If there is some water, I would like to use your shield." I’m afraid I can’t even react to the starting point on the shield?!”

Ma Hongjun is still very self-aware.

(End of this chapter)