Soon, the black god came to the picture scroll, he turned his head and gave Fang Xiu a grin, and then plunged into the picture scroll.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu was not angry. He didn't need to be angry with a person who was destined to die, and he was still rushing to die.

On the day the Angel's Son is born, the Black God dies.

When the body of the Black God was completely plunged into the scroll, an incredible scene appeared. His figure appeared on the scroll, as if he had been shrunk countless times, like a maggot struggling to crawl towards the full moon in the sky, and finally slid Drilled into it with a sound.

boom!

There seemed to be a loud noise erupting in the dark, and the water in the pool began to boil, as if some terrifying existence was about to be born.

The next moment, the water in the pool splashed and poured into the picture scroll crazily. It felt as if the plug at the bottom of the swimming pool had been pulled out.

A terrifying vortex formed above the pool water.

Fang Xiu, who was still sucking water from the pool, suddenly found that he couldn't suck anything. Not only that, his figure began to follow the pool water into the scroll uncontrollably.

He didn't resist, but let the picture scroll absorb him, taking the opportunity to realize the process of the birth of the angel's son.

Soon, the pool of water poured into the picture scroll together with Fang Xiu. At that moment, Fang Xiu seemed to be surrounded by hundreds of millions of fanatics, and the crazy praises in his ears were deafening.

Gradually, the picture scroll began to fade, and all the colors poured into the moon. When Fang Xiu entered the moon, the vast and boundless and terrifying holy light melted him like a raging sea.

At the same time, in the outer space node, a full moon covering the sky and the sun gradually rose, and grand and strange ravings resounded through the world.

......

......

Holy city, church.

Fang Xiu sneaked in again. Knowing how to break the game, he still chose to sneak in quietly, leaving everyone to block the black god.

Since the absorption speed can't beat the sixth level, then absorb it first.

Just like Bolt claims to be the fastest runner, when can he beat him?

In the 100-meter race, if he stands at the starting point of the [-]-meter race and you stand one meter away from the finish line, he can win.

Pfft!

Fang Xiu jumped into the paint pool and repeated the previous operation, only keeping the forbidden heart and the angel's gluttonous laws, and started the crazy absorption mode.

However, he only absorbed it for 5 minutes, and there were violent fighting sounds outside the church, as well as exclamations from Yang Ming and others.

Yang Ming shouted: "Xiaobai! You can't die!"

Fang Xiu in the paint pool was moved, was he discovered so soon?

It seems that the black god also has a response to the pool water.

Fang Xiu ignored the outside battle and continued to absorb. Due to the preemption, this time he took shape very quickly. The wings made of colorful paint slowly took shape, already half a meter in size, and as the shape became more and more complete , His fusion speed is getting faster and faster.

But there is still a big gap from the mature body of the black god last time, five meters in size.

"Fang Xiu! How dare you!" The Black God's roar resounded suddenly.

boom!

The church was directly blasted by the terrifying holy light, revealing the outside world.

At this time, the black god had his wings cut off again, his body was in a state of embarrassment, and his expression was furious. Behind him were Wuwei Laodao and others who were desperately chasing after him.

"Captain, we can't stop him!"

When the black God saw Fang Xiu, who was no longer human in the pool, his catalog was about to burst. He didn't even bother to speak, and plunged into the paint pool.

But Wuwei and the others were blocked from the barrier of belief and stared blankly.

In the paint pool, with the entry of the black god, Fang Xiu immediately felt that his fusion speed slowed down a lot, and the water in the pool was snatched away by a stronger force of devouring.

"The Son of Angel is mine! No one can take it away!" The black god roared again and again, frantically merging into the pool of water.

This time, although Fang Xiu won at the starting line, but for the [-]-meter race, he was only ten meters ahead.

At this time, the gap between him and the black god is just like that of ordinary people and Bolt, the advantage of ten meters is better than nothing.

As time went by, the formation speed of the black god gradually caught up with Fang Xiu, but Fang Xiu did not sit still, but took the initiative to attack. He planned to kill the opponent before the black god surpassed him.

He manipulated his unformed body and slammed into the black god, but it was useless at all, without any lethality.

It was as if two water balloons touched in the water and then bounced off.

At this moment, Xiu finally understood why the Black God had said before: "Don't worry, I won't crush your body that has been condensed so hard, I will let you watch me step by step become the son of angels!"

It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't.

After the body is completely melted, it seems to return to the initial state of life, which is the fetus, or even the startled child.

How to fight between shockers?

It can only be compared with who absorbs more nutrients, has higher quality, swims the fastest in the end, and enters the picture scroll first.

In the end, Fang Xiu could only watch the black god take shape little by little, slowly overtake him, and then enter the picture.

The son of the angel descended again, and Fang Xiu melted away again.

.......

.......

After that, Fang Xiu tried many times, but without exception, all ended in failure.

Is it still dead after all?

Even if he found a way to break the situation, he was limited by his own strength.

But since it was Zhou Qingfeng's conspiracy, how could there be a certain death situation?

unless……

"Brother Xiu, shall we still go to the West?" In the headquarters, Yang Ming urged while smoking a cigarette.

Because Fang Xiu has been silent for a long time.

Hearing Yang Ming's words, Fang Xiu raised his head slowly. His body was sunk deep in the large leather sofa. The room was dark and smoky, his face was hidden in the shadows, and a pair of extremely deep eyes slowly swept across the crowd. Like a demon watching from the abyss.

Looking at the crowd standing in front of him, Fang Xiu thought of a way to surpass the black god.

The black god started with the sixth level, but he only had the fourth level. If he wanted to beat him in the pool, he could only have the background of the sixth level.

The key lies in Yang Ming and others.

Yang Ming and the others, who were watched by Fang Xiu, felt a little trembling in their hearts, as if something bad was about to happen.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu got up and said slowly to everyone, "Let's go to the west."

"Yes! Captain!"

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