Up and down the body, every cell began to tremble uncontrollably, and a mysterious molecule hidden in the cell suddenly underwent electrolysis, producing a terrifying evil force, gathered together, and under the stimulation of the call of some ancient bloodthirsty will, it split into two strands and burst into Fang Shaoping's two eyes!

The black dot in the center of Fang Shaoping's pupils was disappearing, and at the same time, the patterns of three black magatama began to extend towards the center and sides.

The tip of the magatama is elongated outward, and when the inner end is combined, the outer end is also stretched into three streamlined sharp corners.

In Fang Shaoping's eyes at this moment, the shape of the black pattern within the blood pupil was very similar to the shape of the three-edged boomerang in the Hokage.

To be precise, the shape of the three-hooked jade writing wheel eye is almost exactly the same as the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye of Uchiha Itachi, one of Fang Shaoping's two favorite characters in the Hokage!

The reason why it is said that "almost" is exactly the same is because the center of Fang Shaoping's pupil is not a simple round blood-colored blank, but a shallow six-pointed star pattern!

However, because this six-pointed star pattern is too small and too small, and it is only outlined by a red line, it leads to the fact that even Fang Shaoping himself has to carefully observe the mirror for a long time to be sure of the existence of this tiny shallow mark, and the enemy in the battle finds that the probability of the shallow mark of the six-pointed star in the center of the pupil is infinitely close to zero.

"Tiny! I said I wanted to make him feel the deepest pain!! You told me not to take revenge, it's impossible! No one can take you away from me, and you can still live in this world, I have made him spiritual, life is better than death, and now, I will kill him and sacrifice your spirit in heaven! ”

The burial dragon had a hideous face, and after wiping a handful of tears, he suddenly turned around, but in an instant, his eyes widened to the limit!

Because Fang Shaoping, who was covered in blood, was standing behind him, the height of the two was basically the same, and the sight of the two people was close to each other!

The burial dragon was extremely shocked to find that in Fang Shaoping's pair of blood pupils, it was no longer the original black three-pointed jade pattern, but the strange pattern of the black three-pointed boomerang!

The three-pointed boomerang pattern, along the streamlined arc of the tip, began to rotate wildly, and the burial dragon only felt that the sky was spinning, and it was absorbed by the vortex that the black pattern of Fang Shaoping's left eye rotated in.

When the burial dragon opened his eyes again, he suddenly realized that he was actually hanging by vines in the middle of the statue of the double dragon playing with pearls!

How is this possible!

The Burial Dragon roared and frantically mobilized the power of the Demon Plant, but his will signals and inner energy were all like stones sinking into the sea, and he did not get a trace of response.

Fang Shaoping's figure, from scratch, like a distorted shadow, appeared in front of the burial dragon, the burial dragon was shocked inexplicably, he suddenly looked down, yes, the bottom is ten meters high in the air, that is to say, Fang Shaoping is now standing firmly in the air!

"It's ...... Magic!? Damn it! ”

The Burial Dragon struggled hard, but more and more vines extended around him, and the binding on it became tighter and tighter, and even barbs began to appear on the vines, piercing into his flesh and flesh, hooking the blood vessels inside, and the Burial Dragon screamed in pain.

More vines extended directly from the void, and with the tip of a needle, they began to target the places where the neurons in various parts of the dragon's body were most concentrated, and perform overclocking stabs.

The burial dragon soon had countless tiny blood holes on his body, and he was sweating profusely in pain, but the barbed vines suddenly swam away, and the blood vessels hooked by the barbs were stretched one after another, and even torn off, and the green tendons that were pulled were also torn out of the body.

The burial dragon fainted in pain again and again, he cursed wildly, and then was completely tortured and collapsed by the pain, and began to beg for mercy frantically, but Fang Shaoping in front of him didn't say a word from beginning to end.

I don't know how many hours have passed, when the burial dragon woke up again, he found that all the wounds on his body had disappeared, but Fang Shaoping in front of him clamped the red-hot soldering iron with iron tongs, and pressed it on his face at once, the pungent white smoke and the terrible burning sound made the burial dragon scream in great pain and immediately fainted.

The next moment, he was doused by a bucket of ice water that appeared above his head, and as soon as he opened his eyes, the red-hot soldering iron had once again stabbed him in the crotch.

The screams and the coma went on and on, again and again, until the Burial Dragon woke up again and found that all his wounds were gone again.

He looked directly at Fang Shaoping, and slowly spit out five words weakly:

"Kind of kill me."

Then he was cut into thousands of pieces by the Thousand Bird Sharp Spear in Fang Shaoping's hand.

In reality, the burial dragon turned around, and the moment he met Fang Shaoping's eyes, he trembled all over, his face showed an extremely frightened and painful look, and then he suddenly knelt down in front of Fang Shaoping, sweating like rain all over his body, and his wheezing sound was like pulling a bellows.

"In my monthly reading space, seventy-two hours, outside, just for a moment."

Fang Shaoping finally spoke.

The burial dragon raised his head desperately, but he didn't dare to look directly into Fang Shaoping's eyes, he just stared at Fang Shaoping's neck, his spiritual will had been extremely badly damaged, and now he couldn't even try to control the demon plant to attack Shaoping, because once his spiritual power was mobilized, his brain would be as painful as ten thousand needles.

"Ahh

The burial dragon cradled his head and grabbed the ground with his head, but his head was suddenly lifted up by a powerful force.

Fang Shaoping grabbed the hair of the burial dragon and dragged it down suddenly.

"You...... Do? ”

The burial dragon suddenly let out an exclamation as Fang Shaoping dragged him down from the eleven-meter-high dragon head.

Fang Shaoping didn't use any gliding or fall reduction skills, and the burial dragon couldn't use any skills at all because the sequelae of the moon reading hadn't passed, so they slammed on the ground like ordinary people who fell from the building.

Fang Shaoping's abdominal wound was shocked and bleeding again, but he didn't care, and quickly stood up, on the other hand, the burial dragon, physique was not his strong point at all, he was smashed by this, and his head was directly broken and bleeding, his ribs were almost half broken, and even some of them were directly pierced into his lungs, causing blood to continue to bubble out of his mouth, he was like a person who had fallen into the water and was constantly choking on water, his breathing was not smooth, and his expression was extremely painful.

Fang Shaoping dragged his hair, pulled it to the ground, dragged it upside down, and slid it upside down, there were dots of blood and flesh on the ground, which were all Feng Yingchun's, Fang Shaoping dragged the burial dragon with ribs and lungs, wiped all the blood stains in his sight, and finally, came to a place.

It was a truncated finger of Feng Yingchun, the little finger of his right hand.