"Hmph!" Removing the causal tablet from his back, Song Xiaoming spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and his fingertips seemed to be stained with a layer of powder, removing the image of the stele above the stele little by little. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After completing this step, Song Xiaoming silently recited another mantra, and then saw a virtual arm suddenly appear between the top of their heads, and it was so tense, as if he had taken something away, and then disappeared.

"What was taken from that arm seems to be 'cause and effect'?"

Under Fang Shou's perception, he only felt that there was some kind of connection between himself and Song Xiaoming, and he was suddenly cut off.

However, before he could react, a circle of ripples appeared on the top of Song Xiaoming's head, like boiling water, flowing through his body, he stood up again, and the injuries he had suffered before were recovered in an instant!

"This is?" In the stands, Zhong Tianming's eyes showed incomprehension, "When will the person on the cause and effect side have such a healing technique against the sky?"

"No, it's not the causal side, and it's not the Song family. Xiao Ziming shook her head slowly, her eyes full of solemnity, "It's Jizang!"

After that, Zhong Tianming fell into silence, and there was no need to say much about the rest of the words.

"Adversary, defeated. ”

......

"Good! good!" Song Xiaoming clapped his hands, his face full of embarrassment, "You are very good, boss!"

Fang Shou struggled to support his upper body, but he still couldn't stand up, he looked directly at Song Xiaoming, his eyes were full of puzzlement.

Seeing Fang Shou's expression, Song Xiaoming shook his head, as if he had made up some kind of determination, and said frankly to Fang Shou: "With your current strength, you have indeed surpassed me before. And if I hadn't accepted the mantle inheritance of Jizo in the last trial, I'm afraid that this time, I would have really lost at your hands. ”

"Jizo's mantle inheritance?"

"Jizo? Which Jizo is it? Mo is not the one in the myth of the Primordial Realm...... Jizo?!"

Everyone was in an uproar, obviously shocked by the news.

"Could it be that the last time they tried it, they went to the primordial realm of the ancients?"

It is said that last time, several major forces all encountered a forced trial, and the difficulty was even more in the sky! In the end, only a few of them were strong! ”

"I see, although the difficulty of the heaven-level trial is high, there are also opportunities!"

......

"It's a pity that he chose you, didn't he?" Fang Shou shook his head, but he put his hand into his left chest, forcibly hanging his heart with a stream of True Yuan, and then, he urged the shuttle again, slowly floating into the air.

Looking at Fang Shou, who still refused to admit defeat, there was a rare hint of relief in Song Xiaoming's eyes, but in fact, he had a word, but he never said it: "Actually, if Jizo really chooses you, you will have no chance to stand here......"

Flying into the air, Fang Shou looked around, looked at the spectators with different expressions in the stands, and raised a hand indifferently.

Just as everyone was wondering Fang Shou's motives, a black sphere slowly gathered on his palm, and there was a faint destructive aura that overflowed from the sphere.

On the other hand, Fang Shou, as the sphere expanded, his body became more and more emaciated, as if he had been starved for a long time, thin as firewood, and only a thin layer of skin was left on his craggy bones.

Seeing this scene, Dali's pupils widened, and he immediately picked up Yue Xingyuan without saying anything, pulled Ape Hill and left the stands, and Fang Shijie knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly followed.

At the same time, some old people in Yizhongtian, such as the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance, and Hua Tianxing and others, also made similar moves, leaving only a group of spectators with puzzled faces, looking at each other in astonishment.

At this moment, the black sphere held high in Fang Shou's hand had already been pulled into human stems, his face was sallow, without any blood, and his skin moisture was rapidly lost, wrinkled and withered, as if it would break when he pulled it.

"Awesome!" Song Xiaoming's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, and he immediately laughed heartily, "That's right! That's right, hahahahaha~ Those who know me, the devil is also!!"

After sucking itself into a human stem, the black sphere had already swelled to an extremely terrifying extent, almost half the size of the stage, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it covered the sky and the sun.

"He's ......" In the stands, countless monks were dumbfounded, their faces full of surprise.

Before they could react, the black sphere was like a punctured ball, bursting open in a trembling wave! The impact of the explosion spread straight to the stands on all sides, and even extended to the outermost abyss cave group, causing a great shock to the entire Yizhong Heaven!

But what was even more terrifying was the bursting sphere, scattered into hundreds of millions of black snakes, under the aftermath of the explosion, following the shock wave all the way to extend and spread, like locusts crossing the border, and instantly devouring everyone in the stands.

"Ah~"

Countless screams and screams rang out, and one by one dried corpses rolled down from the stands, and finally fell into the bottomless abyss of the black prison. But there are still countless corpses left on the stands, making Dabi outside the stage like a purgatory on earth, and there is no one alive.

At the same time, Fang Shou's entire state changed greatly, only to see that the blood in his body was full again, his face had returned to normal, and as for the previous injuries, they were no longer serious.

Tongtian locked it, vigorously waiting for a group of survivors, looking at the scene below, their eyes were full of horror, and if they hadn't escaped in time, they would have been killed by now.

"It's horrible...... It's terrible......" Fang Shijie's mouth couldn't stop trembling, and his hand holding the Tongtian lock couldn't stop shaking.

This time, no one had any contempt for Fang Shijie, everyone present, even if it was not obvious on their faces, but their feelings in their hearts were probably the same.

"......" Hua Tianxing, Han Chuchu, Ling Jiujiu and other remnants of the old forces of the monks, they all looked at each other speechlessly, and the expressions on their faces were clearly the joy of escaping.

As for Xiao Ziming, Kui Ye and Zhong Tianming, although they were relatively calmer, the feelings in their hearts were still not very comfortable, especially Xiao Ziming, her eyes were already full of despair when she looked at Fang Shou.

"Demon transformation, once you embark on it, it is a road of no return......"

......

"Hahahahahaha~ Ahahahahahaha"

At this moment, Song Xiaoming had already driven the shuttle and came to Fang Shou's face, only to see him laughing loudly, his eyes full of appreciation:

"I think at the beginning, I, Song Xiaoming, slaughtered all my cave friends and suffered thousands of fingers, and now you have your demon slaughtering all the heavens, it is for my fellow Dao!

"I'm different from you!

Fang Shou's eyes were full of blood, and he shouted with anger on his face:

"You're the Adversary! The Adversary !!"

"Come on, let's fight!" Without arguing with Fang Shou, Song Xiaoming opened the formation, his eyes full of excitement, "Let's have a good fight!"

"Fight!"

Fang Shou roared angrily, and immediately collided with Song Xiaoming in mid-air, and exchanged no less than a hundred moves every moment.

After building the foundation, the strength of the body has been greatly improved, almost comparable to ordinary pseudo-magic weapons, so the turmoil caused by the two of them is no less powerful than when using blades and exercises.

The fist was to the flesh, and the move was fatal, and for a while, Fang Shou and Song Xiaoming's bodies were more than once, and there were countless wounds on their bodies, and blood was flowing out.

Rumble!

It was another violent collision, Fang Shou flew backwards, widening the distance between him and Song Xiaoming, and at the same time, in front of him, there was an extra giant palm, which was covered with circles of threads, exuding bursts of destructive aura, and slammed towards Song Xiaoming!

"Oh, is it a new change again?" Song Xiaoming laughed wildly, but this time, he didn't avoid it again, and went straight to the palm of his hand and pinched it.

After closing his eyes and feeling it for a while, Song Xiaoming found that the true yuan in his body was being quickly sucked away at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, under the operation of the palm thread, and he immediately didn't dare to keep his hand anymore, and released a circle of gentle ripples like water from the top of his head, which spread out and covered the entire arm.

"Zi~"

The strange thing is that at the moment when this circle of ripples touched the threads on the palm of his hand, the Demon Transformation Skill, which could have devoured everything, reacted violently as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

But soon, the palm of the hand continued to dissolve under the invasion of this circle of ripples, leaving only a small snake-like one, which after struggling desperately for a while, beat a few times unwillingly, and finally turned into scattered dots, scattered with the wind...... (To be continued.) )