Fu Shihua was originally a carrion flower on Red Lotus Mountain, because he inadvertently took root on the cliff, enjoyed the essence of the sun and the moon, and opened his mind and became the essence. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It stands to reason that if the ordinary demons and monsters in the Tian Yuan Continent do not have special skills and senior inheritance, they will be summoned by the nearby wandering gods and Mao Shen, etc., and become slaves as cattle and horses.

However, due to his special qualifications, Fu Shihua's body will emit a smell similar to that of carrion mixed with feces from time to time, which is extremely smelly, so no one wants to see it.

However, Fu Shihua himself has no teacher, not only learned to slap the horse, but also was born with a bud that can refine a kind of corpse pill by himself, and has the skill of staying in the face, so he was favored by the local city god and the underworld official Di Cao and became his guest.

In the past few days, he has been looking for medicine in the deep mountains near Jiuquan Township, planning to refine a furnace of corpse pills for Mrs. Di Cao. The purpose is to let her blow the pillow wind to help her ask for a forgiveness, make a good errand outside, and also live a chic life of occupying the mountain as the king.

However, since the beginning of the first month to the beginning of spring, the great changes in Jiuquan Township have made him secretly obsessed. Before leaving, Lord Cao also told him that during these days, the dark tide of the Shinto in Nanjun was surging, and all parts of the country were ready to move, so let yourself go out and be careful, don't easily provoke right and wrong, and wait for the divine order from above. So he has been secretly observing, and he does not dare to act rashly.

Originally, he thought that the new gods of Jiuquan Township must have been approved by the city god and had a formal pardon order, but he didn't expect that the more he observed, the more he found that there were ghosts here, and this was not the case at all: someone was taking advantage of the fire to rob, and another new god was set up to gather incense.

Because the priesthood of this new god is obviously more. And he happened to know that the priesthood of the underworld official Di Cao was the "main marriage", and all the major marriage events in a county belonged to Di Cao. Unexpectedly, someone was plotting to carve up the faith incense of Di Cao.

What made him even more jealous and resentful was that he had originally designated Jiuquan Township, which was famous for its hot springs, fine wine, and delicious food, as his forbidden place, and planned to be on duty here in the future. I never thought that someone would be the first to get there, but it was unbearable.

However, any spirit who has opened his mind is not stupid. After observing for a long time these days, he found that this new god spirit seemed to be seriously injured, and his strength was low, and he could barely even manifest himself. But the two guardian servants around him, the little monk and the big fat rabbit, were unfathomable, and he couldn't see through it from beginning to end.

On this day, Fushihua finally waited for the opportunity. Taking advantage of the fact that the little monk and the big fat rabbit had not returned for a long time, he finally knocked on the door, planning to steal Lu Xing's soul and strengthen his body, in case he had many dreams at night.

You must know that in the Tian Yuan Continent, the Divine Soul Fragment is a treasure that is more coveted than the blood essence.

Don't miss the opportunity and don't come again, even if the little monk and the big fat rabbit come back, he is not afraid, when the time comes, he will already pat his ass and fly away, and then let Lord Di Cao lead the Yin to suppress it, this credit must be his own, killing two birds with one stone.

"Who are you?" Lu Xing couldn't get out, so he had to talk to his spirit. He suspected that this person had come prepared, otherwise he wouldn't have just picked the little monk and the big fat rabbit to come and call the door when they went out!

"'There is poetry and books in my belly', my name is Fu Shihua, you can call me Fu Daren. Knowing my name, you, under the Nine Springs, can also look at you! Fu Shihua has always been a little narcissistic, secretly thinking that this weak soul can't even manifest the statue of the god, which is a godsend opportunity to take the soul.

He single-handedly blasted open the door of the ancestral hall and rushed towards the idol of the god perched on the land line.

"Wait, ah...... What does it smell like, so stinky? Lu Xing was trying to take a closer look at the appearance of the comer, and suddenly his soul was strange, and then the pervasive foul-smelling and spicy eyes stimulated him to spasm, and he just wanted to retch.

"Damn, I'm going to kill you, I insulted you so much!"

Fu Shihua's anger is off the charts, this is the first time he has been insulted in person since he became a respected guest on the throne of the underworld, usually in front of him, low-level spirits dare to pinch their noses, they will be swallowed by him into the bud refining.

Not killing is not enough to relieve the hatred in your heart!

"You're trying to covet my divine power, right?" Lu Xing endured the stench, manifested on the statue of the clay fetus, and finally saw Fu Shihua's appearance clearly.

Half a man tall, with a pair of small short legs, and a large flower bud like a bucket waist on it. A delicate neck sticks out from the middle of the bud, supporting a small round head, how funny it looks.

Fu Shihua didn't expect Lu Xing to ask so directly, and nodded viciously after reacting. However, the speed of the attack did not decrease at all.

The bulging buds cracked five cracks, and five pairs of small red hands stretched out, wielding swords and other weapons. His buds are a treasure bag, not only can they condense the corpse pill, but they can also refine their own weapons.

"You bold wild god, you dare to collect faith without a pardon, and you dare to insult your Lord Fu to your face, give me death!"

Fu Shihua's weapons are faster, and Lu Xing's spirit is faster. He couldn't wait to see how powerful the Heavenly Soul Soul was after repairing most of it.

No, the opponent is coming!

The thought of the soul arose, and the red rope in his right hand was swirling with blue light, instantly turning into love.

"Bang ......"

"Haha, what kind of broken thing is this, you dare to stop my weapons and kill hundreds of people, see me break ...... Damn, what the hell is this? Fu Shihua originally saw the thin and soft red rope, and almost burst his stomach with laughter. It's just that he didn't expect that the next moment he was so shocked that he almost didn't buckle his little eyeballs out.

I saw that countless soft love threads were straightened, and they collided with the opposite weapon crackling, popping out a lot of gaps in the tempered weapon, splashing countless sparks.

Unexpectedly, blocked!

"Damn, how is that possible? How can it be! ”

Forshihua did not believe in evil, and swallowed all the broken weapons into his stomach in one go. Then most of the buds cracked open, and five pairs of small hands took out ten purple pills from their stomachs and threw them directly at Lu Xing.

"Hehe, let you taste the gas bomb I refined...... Yes...... What's going on? ”

Only the next moment he was even more dumbfounded.

The originally hard love silk instantly turned into a soft finger, braided into a knot, and turned into an impermeable net. In an instant, he picked up the poison gas bomb and threw it back with lightning speed!

Lu Xing nodded in satisfaction. Sure enough, as the little monk said, the love silk blessed with the power of incense is both the weakest and hardest material in the world.

Hundred tempering tempered fingers, he is looking forward to what extent the final love silk can mutate, can it really be turned into the little monk said that everything is not cut, and everything is pervasive?

"Ahh

Caught off guard, the buds of Fushihua spread and closed, and the gas bomb was swallowed back into his stomach. I was about to wipe off the cold sweat and suppress the shock, when suddenly a sound sounded in my ears.

"Burst".

"Not good" It's a pity that it's too late, the big belly of the bud swelled instantly, and the ten poison gas bombs exploded directly in the stomach, and Fu Shihua reaped the consequences.

This explosion was really a surprise and an unprepared attack.

Like a swollen toad, Fu Shihua jumped three feet out of thin air, but soon fell to the ground with his head tilted, his limbs twitched, and he almost lost half his life.

"You dare to do tricks, I fought with you!"

Fu Shihua was annoyed and angry, and his repeated failures directly crushed his reason. The flower buds that had exploded instantly closed, and the neck, head, and feet completely retracted into the flower buds. The figure skyrocketed in an instant, tall and mighty, directly flush with the roof of the ancestral hall.

"I was forced to show my original form, my bud is born with true fire, nothing is not burned, nothing is refined, this time I want to swallow your soul and refine you into my fertilizer!"

I saw that he violently smashed away the thousands of love threads, regardless of the scaly wounds all over his body, he jumped forward, swallowed the idol from his head in one bite, the buds wriggled, and relied on soul instinct to fight.

Lu Xing only felt that his eyes were dark, and then he smelled a foul smell, and he almost fainted. But he wasn't afraid, he was no longer the first-class martial artist who fled for his life on the battlefield of God's Choice.

The soul is tightly locked, holding Yuan Shouyi.

In the darkness, there were fires, and there were carrion flowers jumping in the firelight, which was Fu Shihua's natal true fire, and it was the true fire origin of his alchemy and sacrifice.

Fu Shihua's buds are a small world of their own, as long as they enter his stomach, don't think about it, unless you can have the ability to break through the barrier strongly, otherwise it will be refined by real fire.

"Hey, why is your soul nothing in my true fire?" Sounds of surprise came from all directions, and the light of the fire flickered.

Fu Shihua originally thought that if he swallowed Lu Xing's possessed god statue, his soul would be refined by the true fire, and his hands would be captured. But he still underestimated Lu Xing's ability. These repairs and refinements of the Heavenly Divine Soul have indeed helped Lu Xing open the door to becoming a god.

His soul was no match for the distracting mental power that he had collected from the pardon talisman.

was first washed by the divine power of the altar of the black-clothed gods, absorbed the remaining divine power mutations of the black-clothed gods, and finally was shattered by the divine power of the wood spirit gods in the battle of the gods, and then rejuvenated by the wonderful hands of the little monk and the big fat rabbit.

In the following two months of continuous personal sacrifice day and night, his divine soul has already been tempered thousands of times, which can be burned by the true fire of this little spirit. The fire refining the true soul can help him burn the distracting thoughts of the divine soul, making it more jasper clear.

"What the hell is going on?" This is the phrase that Forswart repeats the most today. He didn't believe in evil, and thousands of true fire origins turned into a ball, and the deity soul body directly faced Lu Xing's divine soul.

Soul coercion!

He has encountered countless dangers since he enlightened his mind, and even if he encounters a low-level Yin soldier holding an amnesty talisman, he can rely on the true fire of the deity to burn the corpse. Unexpectedly, this time in Lu Xing, he was deflated one after another, and every time he would break his cognition, he was so angry that he was like thunder.

"Ha, most of the soul is really broken, God really helps me. However, what is the sparkling flame on your divine soul, can it still blend with my true fire, I am too lucky! Hey, no, ah...... This flame ...... Burn...... Burned me, this turned out to be ...... Disaster...... Tribulation, you have fire and thunder punishment in your soul, I must tell my lord! ”

Fu Shihua's soul body deity was so frightened that he was urinating. Originally, he invaded the clay fetal god statue and was ecstatic to see the divine soul fire, knowing that the same origin divine soul would definitely make his natal true fire reborn. Maybe he can be the same as Lord Dicao, canonized by the city god, sit on the incense, and rule a place.

It's just that as soon as he came into contact, he never thought that the fire of Lu Xing's divine soul couldn't be blown away with all his strength. And he actually saw the calamity on the soul of Lu Xing, a real calamity, the wanton and arrogant lightning in the flames kept rising and annihilating, and the cycle continued to reincarnate.

Only the soul body can truly feel the great horror of destroying the world and destroying the world.

At this moment, he only thought of one word: escape!

"Woohoo"

The soul scream directly shattered Fu Shihua's own bud barrier, and the soul body suddenly burst out and fled with self-harm.

It's a pity that Lu Xing finally waited for the opportunity to invite Jun into the urn, how could he escape easily.

In the world of gods, he is the king!

"Extinguish"

Thousands of electric lights rose in the sky above the divine soul, and instantly swallowed at Fu Shihua's original soul body.

"Ah, I won't be blind to death, my lord will avenge me......"

Fu Shihua's soul body couldn't even self-detonate, and he didn't have the strength to fight back at all, and he was directly engulfed by the electric light dragon with a scream.

Lu Xing's spirit was still full of hiccup, and the crack was directly repaired to eighty percent.

"Hey, what is this?"

After Fu Shihua was engulfed, the place where the soul disappeared directly lit up with a grimace mark, and it was useless for Lu Xing's soul to try to swallow it for a long time, so he let it sway and break the flower buds and fly away.

Lu Xing was slightly worried in his heart, but he was overshadowed by the joy of winning the first Divine Soul Battle and quickly left it behind.

The night was not destined to be peaceful.

Far away in the underground of Honglian County, hundreds of miles away, in the Yayin Division of the City God's Mansion.

Di Cao, who was on duty, moved in his heart, and then glanced at the dark and shiny grimace pardon on his waist, only to see that a name on it quickly flashed, and then disappeared, and finally a grimace mark appeared.

"Carrion flower, this bed bug was actually killed? Who dares to snatch food from Lord Cao in my land, let me see what remains of his life imprint? Di Cao muttered to himself, opened his mouth and spit out, and a little ghost got into the grimace brand, and then Lord Di Cao, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, directly lost his temper, jumped up and directly overturned the table.

"Hurry up and kill Jiuquan with me!"