My Martial Arts Will Become An Evil God!

The night sinks like water.

I don't know if it's because of the aura recovery.

The night was very cool at this time.

Hai Chuan's home.

Father Fang has not returned home.

However, according to Fang Ping's induction, Fang's father is already nearby and should be able to get home soon.

So Fang Ping sat quietly on the sofa, waiting for Father Fang, while looking at his Cthulhu modifier.

Host: Fang Ping

Martial Arts: Four Secrets of Burial Heaven (third layer), Panlong Immortal Body (sixth layer), Esha Poison Sutra (seventh layer), Xie Yuan Eclipse of Heaven (fourth layer), Eternal Night Prologue (Consummation), Exhale (Xiaocheng)

Origin quality: 88486

Looking at the information displayed on the Cthulhu modifier at this time, a smile appeared on Fang Ping's face.

The three most important exercises of "Seven Four Seven" have all been sublimated and transformed in the previous crazy improvement, and they have even been elevated to a relatively high level.

If it wasn't for the feeling of rejection and inability to carry oneself in this world at that time.

Fang Ping may continue to rise to even more terrifying realms.

But even so, his strength at this time is already outrageous.

If something like the snake goddess Suji appeared in front of him again, he didn't have to do anything.

Just like under Heiyuan, if you roar directly, the soul of the opponent who roars directly will be dissipated, and the true spirit will be wiped out.

Right now, Fang Ping couldn't be sure of his strength at this time.

Absolutely outrageously strong!

And saw that he had directly surged to nearly 100,000 Origin Quality.

Fang Ping's eyes also showed an uncontrollable look of excitement.

Even if he directly replaced energy with essentia before, and increased his strength crazily, he still had nearly 100,000 essentia left.

The main reason was that there were too many virtual spirits rushing out of the virtual world back and forth twice.

A Domain-level Void Spirit is almost thousands of Origin Quality.

The dozens of Void Spirits were added together to push his Origin Quality to this exaggerated number.

Thinking of the number of imaginary spirits coveting Heiyuan in the imaginary world that I saw before.

At this moment, Fang Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Anxiety of lack of energy has been well relieved.

He finally didn't have to worry about the lack of energy for the time being.

It is indeed a waste to directly use the source material instead of the energy boosting method.

But it's a waste of time.

Anyway, there are so many virtual spirits in the virtual world who can't wait to invade this world.

Even if all the tens of thousands of source qualities are wasted, he doesn't have to worry about not being able to get the source qualities for a while.

The subsequent Void Spirit invasion may be an unprecedented disaster for others.

But for him, it is definitely a great opportunity!

Void, imaginary, immortals, gods, fairyland, hell...

Just thinking about it, Fang Ping could imagine how chaotic the world would become in the future.

At that time, all kinds of monsters and monsters will definitely appear.

However, this is enough to waste the massive amount of source quality, so Fang Ping's heart is very stable.

As long as the source quality is enough, you can improve your strength, even if you dance with demons, you will not be able to threaten me!

"The next step is to wait for the world to become more stable enough to carry a stronger me.

"You can immediately use the source material to continue to improve your strength"

There was a glint in Fang Ping's eyes.

Then his eyes turned to the living martial arts that had reached the perfect state, the prologue of the eternal night.

Having reached the state of perfection, the current Fang Ping only wants to.

It can condense the second-class night godhead at any time.

But that's not what he wanted.

Except for the immortal secret art that he just learned.

The other exercises all showed a strong desire to devour!

The next moment, the mind moved.

shuh~

Fang Ping only felt his eyes flicker.

Even the kind of illusion that occurs when the cultivation techniques devour each other in the dark has not had time to show.

The Prologue of Eternal Night was instantly swallowed by Panlong's undead body.

The Four Secrets of Burial: "...

Esha Poison Sutra:

Evil Abyss Eclipse: "..."

Seeing the movement of this Panlong immortal body to the extreme, the other three exercises were all stunned...  

No, is that how the game works?

It hasn't even started yet, how did your TM get away?!

Dammit, you do sneak attacks, you can't afford it, you little trash, you don't have the strength, you don't dare to confront me head-on, you are playing a fart!

Fully charged!.jpg

Sanmen didn't even take a sip of the soup, and instantly scolded him with incomparable rage.

Even all of them expressed the idea of ​​asking Fang Ping to do justice.

Ersha (crazy): "Fang Ping, look at it! It's a foul of the naked fruit!"

Futian (swearing): "Fang Ping, I think it is necessary to spit it out, let's do it all over again!"

Xie Yuan (annoyed): "I'm also in favor of starting over again! Damn, I knew I would sneak a sneak attack too (whisper...  

In the face of their indignation, Panlong pretended to be dead without dying.

Hey, I can't hear you. (whistle)

Fang Ping was also a little confused by Panlong's immortality.

Then, feeling the indignation of the other three exercises, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"You are not as fast as others, who can you blame?"

Fang Ping directly ignored their indignation. 0.7

Seeing Fang Ping's reaction, a few exercises suddenly felt helpless, Fang Ping didn't intervene, they really had no way to keep Panlong from dying.

So in the end, it could only be anger to die.

click ~

At this time, the door was pushed open from the outside.

"Well, Fang..."

Father Fang walked in and was slightly surprised to see Fang Ping sitting on the sofa.

But the next moment, but after he felt the heavy invisible pressure on Fang Ping's body.

In an instant, his legs softened, his pupils and heart contracted suddenly, and his eyes were a little dull and fell directly to the floor.

shuh~

Fang Ping's figure instantly appeared beside him.

A hold on him.

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