Chapter 113: The South Departure Who Grabs the Lines (For the Helmsman "Acacia is a Cup of Wine" Plus Update)
"Ding, attacked by a phantom, fire control +1+1+1......"
"Ding, gain the skill - Nether Ghost Fire. ”
After a while, the prompt stopped, and at the same time, a stream of information appeared in Fang Mu's mind.
The blue light that shrouded Fang Mu's body disappeared, and Fang Mu revealed his figure from the blue light.
The old man looked at Fang Mu with a look of shock on his face, but in an instant, he let out a loud shout: "Bold, dare to resist the punishment of Qingyue Immortal Sect!"
Fang Mu raised his eyebrows, his middle finger bent, and he clasped it with his thumb.
On the middle finger, a pale green flame appears.
It's only the size of a bean, but it has a screaming and whistling sound.
"Smack!"
The crooked middle finger poked out, and a bean-sized flame quickly sank into the old man's chest.
Before the old man could react, he looked down at his chest, and then disappeared into ashes.
"I'm very bold. Fang Mu stepped forward, looked at the ashes on the ground and said, "But you can't punish me." ”
A dark green flame was generated in Fang Mu's hands, and after feeling it carefully, Fang Mu discovered the peculiarity of this Netherworld Ghost Fire.
This is an evolution of fire control, which controls nothing more than ordinary flames, but this Netherworld Fire is different.
In addition to its terrifying temperature, the Netherworld Ghost Fire also has other characteristics, Fang Mu summed it up, one of which is four words - dog skin plaster.
As long as it is stuck by the Netherworld Ghost Fire, unless it is the kind of person who has a special technique, or the strength is too strong for Fang Mu, or Fang Mu takes the initiative to take it back.
Once this nether fire is touched, it will continue to burn, like a bone appendage, which you can't extinguish no matter how you put it out.
There is also a trait, the burning of the soul.
This nether fire not only burns the body, but also damages the soul.
To put it simply, it's easy to burn people into fools.
Fang Mu withdrew this fire and tried to summon an ordinary flame, which was still very normal.
"It seems that the fire control has not gone away, it is equivalent to adding a flame to me. ”
Fang Mu thought about it and came up with an answer.
There was still a stone staircase to go, and Fang Mu didn't continue to dig deep into the Netherworld Ghost Fire, and stepped up the stone staircase with the Blood Evil Spear.
This stone staircase was much cleaner, there was no blood and no corpses, but the further up it went, the thicker the white fog became.
Compared with the stone staircase below, this stone staircase can be described as a fairyland.
The surrounding scenery is also more fairy against the background of the white mist.
There was no danger on this way, Fang Mu walked smoothly to the top of the stone ladder, and his eyes suddenly opened up.
The sky is filled with white mist, and under the white mist, a palace stands tall, standing on the top of the mountain like an independent immortal.
Fang Mu took a step forward and walked directly towards this palace.
But just halfway through, the originally clear sky suddenly became gloomy, dark clouds swept the sky in an instant, the wind howled, and scattered raindrops began to drip.
"It's going to rain?"
Fang Mu looked up at the sky, his eyes narrowed.
At first, the rain was very thin, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a torrential downpour, and the entire mountain top was covered with heavy rain.
Fang Mu propped up the telekinetic membrane to block the rain and continued to walk forward.
"Boom!"
Just as he took a step, a deafening thunder rang out in the sky.
This thunder came very suddenly, and after the first sound, it immediately sounded one after another, and the thunder came from a very long distance, covering the whole world.
Thunder can drive away evil spirits, and it can also make people feel the power of heavenly power in their hearts.
In the thunder, torrential rain, and strong winds, the top of the mountain is like a small boat hovering in the rapids, which can only go with the current, and seems to be crumbling.
"The special effects are quite big!" Fang Mu raised his head, his eyes under the bronze mask were playful: "Your appearance makes me feel very good." ”
The bloody spear was raised violently, like an optimus pillar, pointing directly at the dark clouds that were pressed by the black.
"What's the matter, hurry up. Fang Mu's voice was very loud: "Hurry down and let Brother Fang hurt you." ”
As soon as these words fell, the rolling thunder in the sky became louder, getting closer and closer to Fang Mu.
"Click!"
A bright light flashed, and an eye suddenly appeared in the clouds.
There was a sense of indifference in this eye, a feeling of indifference to the world.
"Today, I, the master of the Qingyue Gate, will definitely break your heavenly calamity!"
Just as the mysterious eyes appeared, a voice suddenly sounded in the immortal hall, and then a figure rushed out.
When Fang Mu saw this person, he was suddenly stunned.
This person is handsome and dashing, elegant and easy-going and handsome, and more importantly, this person is exactly the same as himself.
A skull emerges from the Bloodshot Gun.
Nanli looked at the figure in the air, then at Fang Mu, fell into deep thought, and finally spit out a word: "Gan!"
After saying that, Nan Li continued to burrow into the bloody spear and closed himself.
Fang Mu felt very uncomfortable on the spot, this word was what he wanted to say, how could you be like this, how could you rob other people's lines.
The words had already been said by Nan Li, and in this situation, Fang Mu still felt that he should say something, and his eyes lit up after thinking about it for a long time.
At this time, Nan Li came out of the bloody spear again, and the person who looked at the sky spit out three words: "Gan Ningliang!"
Fang Mu: "......"
Recently, it has not been negligent in discipline, and this Nanli seems to be getting more and more skinny.
In the sky, people exactly like Fang Mu had already fought with the thunder and lightning, and his momentum was so rapid that even the thunder and lightning were suppressed.
As time passed, the thunder and lightning gradually subsided, and this person who claimed to be Qingyue Immortal Monarch also fell, just in front of Fang Mu.
The two looked at each other and fell silent for a long time.
Nanli appeared from the bloody spear again, and shook his wit: "Bold and demonic, I can see at a glance that you are not ......"
"Is there an end?"
Fang Mu directly pressed Nan Li's head and forcibly pressed Nan Li in.
"Hehe......"
At this time, Qingyue Immortal Jun laughed.
Fang Mu raised his head and was about to speak.
From the bloody spear, there was the sound of Nanli urn: "Laugh at you beep (silenced)." ”
Fang Mu said in a deep voice: "This is exactly what I want to say. ”
Qingyue Immortal Jun's face turned pale, and he slowly walked towards Fang Mu, and as he walked, blazing thunder light appeared on his body.
"I just turned over the war, and my body has dried up, but I didn't expect a good seedling to come, just right, it should be taken away by me!"
After saying this, Qingyue Immortal Jun directly stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and thunder and lightning struck.
Fang Mu used the lightning channeling technique, but found that he couldn't trigger it.
The speed of the thunder and lightning flew fast, directly hitting Fang Mu's body, and Fang Mu's mental power membrane contracted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A piercing pain came, but the next prompt sound made Fang Mu's heart tremble.
"Ding, attacked by a phantom, lightning +1+1+1......"
In the severe pain, Fang Mu's face did not change, and he even scratched the back of his neck and fell into deep thought.
It's a phantom again, the previous phantom uses fire, how does this phantom use thunder, is there still a variety of phantoms?