After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

"Get a mask?" Ma Xingbang was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile on his face: "Are you crazy? Are you the only one with a mask? Do you want to see what I'm wearing on my face?"

Fang Xiu's lips curved into a sinister smile, and then he stretched out his hand to the thousands of masks on the side.

Seeing this scene, Ma Xingbang laughed even louder.

"Hahaha... Is this the method you came up with? You are really 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 powerful. As for the magic weapon, the more you use it at one time, the higher the degree of contamination of your mind will be, and the greater the load on your body will be.

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, you can only wait for them to merge into one and turn into the true original mask, and the strange power within them will be silent.

Even a third-level spiritual master like me doesn’t dare to wear a double mask. You are just a second-level spiritual master. By..."

At this point, Ma Xingbang couldn't say any more, because Fang Xiu had already put on the mask, and the two masks instantly merged into one.

boom!

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

And the most important thing is that not only did Fang Xiu not lose control of his mind, but his body didn't even collapse.

"This is impossible!!"

Ma Xingbang's eyes almost fell out of his shock. He couldn't believe what he saw.

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

But what he doesn't know is that the reason why Fang Xiu can wear double masks is that, firstly, his mind has been twisted and he has experienced hundreds of Taotie baptisms, so he is not afraid of the side effects of using strange weapons. Secondly, he has the perfect control over strange things. His body was fused with magic, blood pupils, nightmares, and even swallowed many snakes and insects. Under the multiple blessings, his body was no longer human.

As the double mask was added to his body, Fang Xiu immediately felt a steady stream of power pouring out of his body, and the influence of twenty times gravity on him became less and less.

So, he reached for the third mask again.

"What!? Still taking it?" Ma Xingbang was shocked. He didn't know if he should stop him.

According to common sense, even if Fang Xiu's physique and mind are far superior to ordinary spiritual masters, he will never be able to withstand three masks. He doesn't have to do anything, just watch the other person commit suicide.

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

At this thought, 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 with the blessing of rapid speed, the gravity fist turned into a shadow of fists all over the sky and enveloped Fang Xiu.

But he underestimated Fang Xiu's strength while wearing a double mask.

I saw Fang Xiu facing the enemy with one hand, and then his silver hair danced wildly, like the Thousand-Armed Guanyin. Although his strength was not strong, he was better in numbers.

In the calm air, even with twenty times gravity, he still parried all Ma Xingbang's attacks.

Ma Xingbang was instantly anxious and could only watch Fang Xiu put on the third mask.

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

Unfortunately it backfired.

boom!

Extremely violent and strange power erupted from Fang Xiu's body, knocking Ma Xingbang away and sweeping across the entire field.

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

A deep despair surged into his heart, and 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 energy surrounding them 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 who had stepped out of the fire of hell, with silver hair and bloody eyes, and an evil mask on his face that seemed to be carved on it, making him look extremely terrifying and ferocious.

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

"I'll give you a suggestion. Kneel down and beg for mercy now. This is your best choice." Under the triple mask, Fang Xiu's voice sounded like an evil spirit.

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

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

boom!

Ma Xingbang's body instantly arched like a shrimp, his eyes bulged, and his whole body was directly knocked away by an irresistible force.

boom!

He hit the wall hard, creating a huge crater.

He didn't even see Fang Xiu's movements clearly before he was already flying.

Fang Xiu's figure disappeared again, and when he appeared, there was already another person in his hands.

It was Ma Xingbang.

Ma Xingbang was like a dead dog with broken bones. He pinched his neck with one hand and lifted him up in the air, bleeding profusely.

"Spare...spare me..."

"It's so ugly. Become my nourishment, Jie Jie Jie..."

Accompanied by a terrifying and ferocious laughter, the Taotie mouth on Fang Xiu's palm suddenly opened its mouth and bit Ma Xingbang's neck.

The terrifying devouring power broke out, and Ma Xingbang felt that all his spirituality was flowing away like a tide.

A moment later, Ma Xingbang's spirituality disappeared. He was seriously injured and without spiritual support, and died suddenly on the spot.

boom!

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

The pleasure of devouring spirituality made him intoxicated, and he understood more and more why Weiyi loved eating spiritual masters so much.

What Weird likes to eat is not people, but human souls, among which spiritual masters are even more delicious.

30.00% five!

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

But what surprised him was that he only increased his spirituality and did not gain Ma Xingbang's various abilities.

It seems that the ability of a spiritual master is indeed a reflection of the soul and 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 other party's abilities by swallowing the spirit, wouldn't eating the weirdness of the spiritual master make you invincible? The more he eats, the more abilities he gains, and finally he becomes omnipotent.

"Brother Xiu, are you okay?"

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

"Take off your mask quickly, or you may become really weird."

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

Fang Xiu did not 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.

However, can the current body really bear thousands of masks?

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

Even if you have a physique that perfectly controls weirdness, you can't become a fat man in one bite.

Now wearing three masks, I feel like I have reached a critical point.

Just as he was thinking, something happened suddenly.

Thousands of masks, including those on Ma Xingbang's face and those on Fang Xiu's face, suddenly erupted into a burst of strange black fire.