Weird and hard to kill?Sorry, I'm the real immortal

"Take a mask?" Ma Xingbang was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed all over his face: "Are you out of your mind? Are you the only one with a mask? Would you like to see what I'm wearing on my face?"

The corner of Fang Xiu's mouth curled into a sinister smile, and then he stretched out his hand to the thousands of masks beside him.

Seeing this scene, Ma Xingbang laughed even louder.

"Hahaha...... Is this the way you came up with? You are such a genius. Indeed, the more masks you have, the more powerful you are, but do you know why I don't wear a double mask? Because this mask is quite As for trick weapons, the more you use at one time, the higher the degree of pollution of the mind will be, and even the greater the burden on the body.

Even if your mind is not distorted immediately, your body will be exploded by the strange force in an instant.

If you want to control thousands of masks, the strange power in them will be silenced only when they are all united and turned into a real original mask.

I, a Tier [-] Imperial Spiritualist, dare not wear a double mask, but you are only a Tier [-], with...by..."

Speaking of this, Ma Xingbang couldn't continue talking anymore, because Fang Xiu had already put on the mask, and the two masks instantly merged into one.

boom!

More and more strange power poured out from him, and the little black snake transformed from the black energy almost enveloped his whole body.

And the most important thing is that not only did Fang Xiu not look like he was losing control of his mind, his body didn't even collapse.

"This is impossible!!"

Ma Xingbang's eyeballs almost popped out of shock, he couldn't believe what he saw.

What a third-tier spiritual master can't do, why can a second-tier spiritual master do it?

What he didn't know was that the reason Fang Xiu was able to wear a double mask was because his mind had already been distorted and he had experienced hundreds of baptisms of gluttony, so he was not afraid of the side effects of using weird weapons. His body was fused with hair, blood pupils, nightmares, and even a lot of snakes and insects, and under the multiple blessings, his body was already inhuman.

With the addition of the double mask, Fang Xiu immediately felt a steady stream of power pouring out of his body, and the effect of twenty times the gravity on him became less and less severe.

So, he reached for the third mask again.

"What!? Take it back?" Ma Xingbang turned pale with shock, he didn't know if he should stop Fang Xiu.

According to common sense, even if Fang Xiu's physique and mind are far superior to those of ordinary spiritual masters, it is absolutely impossible for him to bear three masks. He doesn't have to do anything, just watch the other party commit suicide.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

With this in mind, Ma Xingbang rushed towards Fang Xiu.

Although he thought it was impossible for Fang Xiu to control the three masks, he couldn't take the risk.

Ma Xingbang attacked frantically, and under the rapid blessing of the gravity fist, it turned into a shadow of fists covering the sky and enveloped Fang Xiu.

But he underestimated Fangxiu's strength wearing a double mask.

I saw Fang Xiu facing the enemy with one hand, and then dancing wildly with silver hair, like Avalokitesvara with Thousand Hands. Although his strength is not strong, his victory lies in his large number.

The clouds were calm and the wind was light, even under twenty times the gravity, they still parried all of Ma Xingbang's attacks.

Ma Xingbang panicked instantly, and could only watch Fang Xiu put on the third mask.

Now he could only pray silently, and Fang Xiu died suddenly after putting on the third mask.

Unfortunately it backfired.

boom!

An incomparably violent and strange force erupted from Fang Xiu's body, and directly sent Ma Xingbang flying, sweeping the audience.

"No...impossible! Why don't you die after wearing three masks!?" Ma Xingbang roared in disbelief.

A deep sense of despair welled up in his heart, he knew clearly that if Fang Xiu didn't die, he would be the one who died.

At this time, Fang Xiu just stood there, giving people an irresistible sense of oppression.

The black snakes transformed from the black air around the body have been completely connected together, like a thick fog as black as ink, rising continuously, like burning black flames.

Fang Xiu, on the other hand, looked like a demon god walking out of the flames of hell, with silver hair and blood pupils, and the evil mask on his face seemed to be engraved on it, making him look extremely terrifying and ferocious.

Now he has completely ignored twenty times the gravity, and his strength has risen to an unimaginable level.

"I'll give you a suggestion. Kneeling down and begging for mercy is your best choice." Under the triple mask, Fang Xiu's voice sounded sinister.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe you can control so many strange powers!" Ma Xingbang, who was in a desperate situation, roared, and rushed towards Fang Xiu with red eyes.

However, in the next second, Fang Xiu's figure disappeared in place like a ghost.

boom!

Ma Xingbang's figure instantly bowed like a shrimp, his eyes protruded, and his whole body was directly knocked into the air by an irresistible force.

boom!

He slammed into the wall hard, creating a huge deep hole.

He didn't even see Fang Xiu's movements clearly before he flew away.

Fang Xiu's figure disappeared again, and when he appeared, there was already an extra person in his hand.

It was Ma Xingbang.

Ma Xingbang was like a dead dog, his bones were broken, he grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him into the air, bleeding continuously.

"Forgive...forgive me..."

"It's really ugly, be my nourishment, Jie Jie Jie..."

Accompanied by a terrifying grin, the gluttonous mouth on Fang Xiu's palm suddenly opened its mouth wide and bit Ma Xingbang's neck.

The terrifying devouring power erupted, and Ma Xingbang felt that all his spirituality was passing away like a tide.

After a while, Ma Xingbang's spirituality disappeared completely. He was seriously injured and had no spiritual support, so he died suddenly on the spot.

boom!

Fang Xiu let go, and Ma Xingbang's body fell to the ground like a dead dog.

He was intoxicated by the pleasure of devouring spirituality, and he also understood more and more why Wei Yi loves to eat spirit masters so much.

What Wei Wei likes to eat is not people, but people's hearts, among which the spiritual masters are even more delicious.

30.00% five!

After devouring Ma Xingbang's spirituality, Fang Xiu's spirituality increased to 30.00% five.

But what surprised him was that it only increased his spirituality, but did not acquire Ma Xingbang's various abilities.

It seems that the ability of the Imperial Spirit Master is worthy of the power of the portrayal of the soul, which is closely related to the soul, and spirituality is only the source of power that drives the ability, not the ability itself.

If you think about it carefully, if you can gain the opponent's ability by devouring the spirituality, wouldn't you be invincible if you eat the strangeness of the master of spirits?The more you eat, the more power you have, and finally become omnipotent.

"Brother Hugh, are you okay?"

Yang Ming's voice interrupted Fang Xiu's meditation.

"Hurry up and take off the mask, be careful that it becomes really weird."

It's no wonder Yang Ming thinks so, mainly because Fang Xiu is becoming less and less human, and the purpose of the original mask is to make people weird.

Fang Xiu didn't speak, but glanced at Yang Ming and the seriously injured Bai Qi.

The message given by the mask is that you must kill everyone except yourself in order to obtain the original.

However, this rule does not apply to me, because I can wear them one by one.

But, can the body at this stage really bear thousands of masks?

Regarding this question, Fang Xiu was not very sure, because when he devoured snakes and insects before, he could not eat too much at a time, otherwise his body would not be able to bear it.

Even if you have a perfect physique to control the weirdness, you can't become a fat man with one bite.

Wearing three masks now, I have a faint feeling that I have reached a critical point.

Just as he was thinking, a sudden change occurred.

There were thousands of masks, including the ones on Ma Xingbang's face and those on Fang Xiu's face, and a strange black fire erupted at the same time.