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

The ability to flip the table is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that you have the determination to flip the table at any time!

These people in the burial place have been around for so many years, and all the survivors are human beings, so they naturally thought that they had seen through Fang Xiu's mind.

It's nothing more than trying to fight for the right to speak and negotiate better conditions.

It must be because I and others ask for more money, so I play hard, scare and scare people, and force myself and others to compromise. At that time, not only will I not have to lose money, but maybe I will dare to make an inch and ask for money instead.

They didn't believe that Fang Xiu really dared to fight to the death with both sides hurt.

After all, according to normal logic, Fang Xiu was the one who benefited from the beginning to the end, and it was the side of the burial place where the two died, so there was no inextricable hatred.

Since there is not such a big hatred, who would think that both sides will suffer for no reason?

Besides, who came to the funeral and didn't want to go out?

If you want to go out, you naturally have to keep more people to make money together.

The thinking of Lu Ziming and others is very close to reality and very logical. It should be so in both emotion and reason. This is the thinking of a normal person.

It's just a pity that what they don't know is that reality is often more magical and illogical.

Fang Xiu was never probing, he just wanted to kill someone.

Even if he really fights to the point of losing both sides, he can still be reborn in endless weirdness.

This is the confidence given by the burial place.

Suddenly, Lu Ziming and others made a move.

boom!

Several powerful spiritual fluctuations spread throughout the audience, and the air was chaotic and explosive.

Lu Ziming stepped on the ground, his figure flew up into the air, swung his sword with both hands, and chopped down the air.

Swish!

The air was torn apart like a piece of paper, and the bright light of the soul turned into sword energy, soaring into the sky, the sword energy was so strong that it was like a volcano erupting.

At the same time, the round middle-aged man also moved.

He flipped his right hand, and a paintbrush appeared in his hand out of thin air. Outlined in the void, with just a few strokes, he suddenly outlined a towering mountain, exuding brilliance, and suppressed Taotie.

The other people also used their own methods, and the nine people attacked almost simultaneously, trying to wipe out Taotie.

The terrifying attack almost destroyed the world, and even the S-level weirdness here would be hated on the spot with its powerful power.

But Fang Xiu dismissed it, and a cold voice sounded: "Swallow the sky!"

Following his order, a terrifying change occurred on Taotie's tall body, and the carrion on his body began to twist into a vortex shape.

In an instant, a terrifying and ferocious vortex of flesh and blood formed on the surface of his body, and an irresistible phagocytosis like a black hole gushed out from the vortex of flesh and blood.

Lu Ziming's sword aura, the middle-aged round man's mountain, and all the attacks of the crowd seemed to be drawn, more like a black hole devouring a planet, they were all swallowed by the vortex of flesh and blood.

The scene fell silent for an instant!

Everyone was shocked, their eyes showed horror.

"how can that be!?"

"The attack that swallowed all of us? He can swallow even the light of the soul?!"

The combination of five gluttonous phantoms devoured nearly 400 million ghosts. With the blessing of these forces, the gluttony on the scene was brought closer to the real body.

Of course, there is still a thousand miles away from the real Taotie.

However, even so, the Taotie phantom at this time can still display a trace of the magic of the body.

Just when everyone was horrified, Taotie's body changed again, and the carrion all over his body began to swell, as if countless large blisters had formed.

Lu Ziming was overjoyed immediately: "Let me just say, how can there be anything in this world that can swallow all our attacks, he can't hold it anymore!"

Everyone also showed joy, as if they had seen the moment when Taotie was about to explode.

And the development of things is more and more in line with everyone's wishes.

I saw the carrion bulging on Taotie's body began to burst one after another, and a large amount of carrion poured down like rain, as if he was about to disintegrate.

But Fang Xiu's expression didn't change at all.

"Sure enough, it's still difficult for the phantoms of the five gluttons to absorb so many attacks. If that's the case, then I'll give it back to you."

As soon as his words fell, a terrifying scene appeared.

boom! ! !

The vortex of flesh and blood in front of Taotie reversed abruptly, a beam of radiant sword energy spewed out first, followed by the majestic mountain painted by the brush, and then everyone's attacks, all poured out one by one.

Everyone's complexion changed wildly in an instant, and all the moves they used just now were unreservedly blasted at themselves at this moment.

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

"What the hell is this monster!?"

"what!!"

The sound of running and screaming can be heard endlessly.

Some of the weaker Tier [-]s were injured on the spot, while others evaded and resisted.

Why are they hurt by their own moves?

In fact, it is very simple, how much power you can punch with a punch does not mean how much power your body can bear.

Suppose you can blow a sandbag with one punch, but will you be able to withstand a punch that blows a sandbag?

This is a reason.

Under this blow, the spirit masters of the fourth rank lost their will to fight, while the three of the fifth ranks showed serious expressions.

Lu Ziming looked at the two people who were both in the fifth rank, and said solemnly: "Tong Yang, Wen Jinglong, if you two don't show some real skills, I'm afraid this burial place will be named Fang in the future."

He was seriously injured and hadn't recovered yet, so he naturally refused to make a full-strength shot.

The man named Tong Yang was the round middle-aged man who used the paintbrush before.

And Wen Jinglong was the first man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks to appear on the stage.

The two of them are also the only five ranks in the burial besides Lu Ziming.

Tong Yang sighed slightly: "I really don't want to waste my spirituality."

Wen Jinglong stared at Taotie with gloomy eyes, and analyzed: "Although this strange one is very strong, it obviously has an upper limit. The attack from the crowd just now almost made him unable to hold on. As long as you and I have more spirituality and send out more With a strong attack, he will definitely explode!"

Tong Yang nodded: "Then I have to waste some spirituality to teach the newcomer a lesson. After all, if I don't deter him this time, maybe there will be troubles in the future."

Afterwards, the two greeted their subordinates one after another, and made another move.

Tong Yang raised the paintbrush in his hand and frantically painted in the void. This time, he no longer sketched a few strokes, but drew countless complicated lines. Under the influence of spirituality, those lines showed a strange blood color.

The blood-colored lines finally condensed into the shape of a blood-colored dragon.

"The finishing touch!"

Following his loud shout, the paintbrush in his hand stabbed heavily like a sharp spear, stabbing fiercely at the position of the longan.

The next moment, the bloody dragon seemed to be awakened from ancient times, and its high-pitched dragon chant resounded throughout the world.

Aww!

(late)