Planting a sacred tree from Douluo

Chapter 103 The power of Rakshasa! Everything you do is meaningless in front of my eyes!

Author: Dragon Cub Greedy Ghost

Chapter 103 The power of Rakshasa! Everything you do is meaningless in front of my eyes!

The noisy and murderous city fell into deathly silence at this moment. No one could have imagined that things would turn out like this.

Tang Chen, who had a huge momentum and held the Shura Divine Sword in his hand, ended up like this, and the bloody nine-headed bat king who was supposed to be in dire straits actually reversed the situation!

At this moment, all eyes were focused on the figure in the sky, which was not strong, but even a little thin, and a little green.

The fishy red light flickered on and off his body, and his eyes were constantly alternating between Sharingan and blood red, making him look extremely penetrating.

"You brat, you must hold on..."

Tang Chen lay weakly on the ground.

He is now seriously injured and is about to die, but even if he is not injured, there is nothing he can do at this moment.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king is a soul invasion, which is a mental attack. Although he is a level 99 peerless Douluo, his moves are all powerful attack skills.

If it was his heyday, he might be able to rely on the power of judgment of the Shura Divine Sword to eliminate the blood-red nine-headed bat king for Fang Yuan, but now...

Everything can only be relied on by Fang Yuan himself!

At this moment, Fang Yuan's consciousness was a little confused. When he came back to his senses, the world around him had changed drastically.

"here it is……"

"Buzz!"

Fang Yuan was wary and looked around cautiously. The biting wind roared in carrying scarlet breath and hit Fang Yuan's face.

The stench of rot and the cold and terrifying murderous intent made Fang Yuan suddenly feel a chill. Fang Yuan trembled all over, and his whole body became stiff, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Under this negative aura that hit his face, even if he was soaked in the sea of ​​​​blood, completed hundreds of victories in the killing fields of hell, and possessed the realm of the God of Death, he could barely keep his mind!

Fang Yuan bit the tip of his tongue lightly. The taste of pain and blood stabilized his mind. He immediately opened his Sharingan to see around him, and as he gained insight, he also became aware of the situation around him.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a blood mist, with shadows swaying around him, and cold and sharp voices coming out from time to time, which was extremely penetrating.

In a daze, a ferocious and ugly face emerged from the blood mist, smiling ferociously at Fang Yuan.

"The Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King!"

Looking at that extremely familiar appearance, Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes and tensed up: "What on earth is this place!"

"Where? Jiejiejiejie..."

The blood-red figure floated in the air, and the ugly blood-colored bat stared at Fang Yuan, its entire face almost touching Fang Yuan's face: "This is your burial place!"

"Jiejie hahahahahaha..."

The blood-red nine-headed bat king smiled ferociously and looked into the distance, the greed in his eyes unconcealed.

"I will devour everything about you, rebuild the glory of the Killing City, and even use your body to enter a realm that Tang Chen has never set foot on!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king screamed, seeming to use words to make Fang Yuan surrender.

The blood mist surrounding Fang Yuan continued to spread, like a spider web, wrapping Fang Yuan.

But Fang Yuan did not panic.

He did not open his mouth to argue with the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, but was thinking rapidly in his mind.

Fang Yuan remembered that he was resisting the offensive of the blood-red nine-headed bat king, but the next second, he fainted.

And the second before he fainted... the blood-red nine-headed bat king seemed to have penetrated into his body!

"If my body has been occupied by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, then I should be dead at this moment. But I did not die directly, but appeared here."

"That is to say...is this a drama of spiritual competition for the physical body..."

If this is the case, then there is nothing to fear!

With the Sharingan, his mental power is already extremely powerful. Coupled with the existence of seeing through autumn dew and the blessing of various soul rings that increase mental power, his mental power has already reached an incredible level.

Even if his opponent is the blood-red nine-headed bat king, he is not afraid at all!

Fang Yuan looked solemn, without the slightest fear in his heart.

"Weak people always like to arm themselves with words, but what they don't know is that the more words they use, the more they can reveal the weakness in their hearts."

Fang Yuan's eyes were bright: "You are afraid of me!"

"Fear?!"

"Are you kidding me, I'm afraid of you?!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king's voice suddenly rose in pitch, endless blood mist condensed, and a huge ferocious blood bat suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yuan's eyes.

The blood bat looked down at Fang Yuan, with a terrifying posture like a giant beast holding up the sky, full of blood and endless fishy evil!

"Your body has been taken over by me. Your mind and will will be suppressed and swallowed by me. Everything about you will belong to me. Will I be afraid of you?"

"Haha, bluff."

Damn you!

The blood-red nine-headed bat king had a ferocious face, and his calm attitude, as if he had seen through everything, as if he had everything in the palm of his hand, almost made him crazy.

"You sharp-tongued brat who only knows how to talk fast! I want you to die!!"

The huge blood-red nine-headed bat king suddenly waved its claws and struck towards Fangyuan.

As the scarlet energy circulated, countless blood-red tentacles suddenly stretched out from the sharp claw palms, instantly wrapping around Fang Yuan's limbs and neck.

Several tentacles pulled, and an irresistible force came. Fang Yuan suddenly felt that his body was torn apart by this force!

But the strange thing is that although his body was torn apart, there was no scene of blood and flesh splattering.

His body seemed to be made up of pieces of paper, and the torn and torn joints of his limbs were like countless pieces of paper being torn apart. Although they were damaged, there were still pieces of paper connecting each other.

The unspeakable tearing pain surged into my heart.

"Despair, killing, death!"

"I will knead your soul into pieces bit by bit, and then swallow it in my belly!"

"And you, with that foul mouth of yours, die in complete silence!"

The piercing cry was accompanied by pain, but Fang Yuan did not panic.

This feeling was very familiar to him.

Because this is not physical pain, but tearing pain in the soul and spirit. He will feel this way every time his pupils are exhausted.

In other words, this is a spiritual attack!

Can do it!

Fang Yuan clenched his teeth, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

He took a deep breath, and while enduring the pain, the Sharingan in his eyes began to rotate.

Invisible power spread out, and the tentacles pulling his body around became powerless under the influence of this force, and the torn bodies began to close up again bit by bit.

!

"How can this be?!"

There was obviously a feeling of disbelief in the voice of the blood-red nine-headed bat king. He couldn't believe that Fang Yuan discovered the secret so easily.

"Nothing is impossible."

After his limbs recovered, Fang Yuan tore off the blood-red tentacles on his body and turned his Sharingan eyes: "In front of these eyes, everything you do is so ridiculous."

Unfortunately, due to the excessive loss of pupil power just now, Fang Yuan was unable to turn on the kaleidoscope at this moment.

Otherwise, if we were to deal with the blood-red nine-headed Bat King in his current state, if we directly attack him like a god, this guy would not even be a scumbag!

Kannabi has the power to purify everything, which is a natural nemesis for a guy like the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King.

Pity.

But it's not a big problem.

Even without the kaleidoscope, Fang Yuan is still confident that he can take down this guy!

"Spiritual martial spirit..."

The blood-red nine-headed bat king looked down at Fang Yuan with a gloomy expression: "Do you think you can defeat me just with this so-called spiritual power?!"

"Try this, little bastard!"

The blood-red energy entangled the blood-red nine-headed bat king. In a daze, Fang Yuan suddenly felt an extremely familiar power.

Before he could think about it, in the blink of an eye, the tall blood-red bat transformed into a humanoid shape.

A guy who is very similar to Fang Yuan and whose whole body is blood red!

"You guy..."

Fang Yuan's pupils shrank, looking at the guy in front of him who was almost exactly the same as himself, and an unknown feeling arose in his heart.

"Did you guess it?"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king chuckled: "It is impossible for you to defeat me. I have already taken over your body, and all your abilities are also mine!"

"So, you'd better be obedient and hand over control of your body!"

"Do not make jokes!"

Fang Yuan's face was gloomy, he waved his wrist lightly, the red gold light filled the air, and the dark gold fear claws were released.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Yuan rushed in front of the blood-red nine-headed bat king and slashed down with his indestructible dark gold fear claws.

"snort!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king, the bat king, sneered and actually raised his right hand in the face of the dark gold terror claw's attack.

A blood-red sharp blade emerged and went straight towards Fang Yuan's dark gold fear claw.

"boom!"

The crisp sound of metal collision echoed, huge power burst out from it, and the two figures retreated at the same time!

With the soul power surging, Fang Yuan's figure stopped retreating and was suspended in mid-air, while the blood-red nine-headed Bat King on the other side did the same.

"The right metacarpal bone of the Dark Gold Treadclaw Bear, the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor, there are quite a few treasures on you, you little bastard!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king let out a squeaking laugh, and the blood-red figure looked at Fang Yuan: "But from today on, all of this will be mine!"

"You're dreaming!"

"Dreaming? Prepare to face reality, my good apprentice!"

Accompanied by weird laughter, the figure of the blood-red nine-headed bat king galloped towards Fangyuan, with strange steps under his feet. It turned out to be the Tang Sect's secret skill, ghost shadow!

"You guy..."

Fang Yuan looked solemn, and at the same time, he had some confidence in the condition of the blood-red nine-headed bat king at this moment.

This guy seems to have really understood Fang Yuan's body as he said, including the Dark Gold Terror Claw, and even knows all the combat skills that Fang Yuan has mastered!

The blood-red nine-headed bat king at this moment was like a mirror, completely copying everything Fang Yuan had mastered.

It’s difficult...

For those who practice martial arts, the most difficult opponent is not an extremely powerful master, but another brother who is handed over by the same master.

The same is true for Fang Yuan at this moment.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king who looks like a mirror is far inferior to before in terms of momentum and strength, but for Fang Yuan at this moment, he is definitely the most difficult opponent!

Fang Yuan's expression was solemn, and his entire state of mind soared to the extreme at this moment.

Facing the blood-red Nine-Headed Bat King who was attacking with ghostly shadows on his feet, Fang Yuan's movements were synchronized, his Sharingan couldn't stop turning, and the two sides collided fiercely.

Punches and kicks were added, bodies collided.

Fang Yuan raised his hand and punched. The blood-red nine-headed bat king raised his arms to block and kicked his legs, but Fang Yuan cleverly avoided it.

The actions of both sides seemed to have been rehearsed. Almost every offensive move was perfectly blocked by the other side. For a moment, the two sides actually fell into a stalemate!

"Zheng!!"

The indestructible Dark Gold Terror Claw, the Dark Gold Terror Claw, collided head-on with the blood red claw condensed by the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King.

The harsh sound was like thunder, and the terrifying power of energy seemed to shatter the entire space.

But Fang Yuan's face was extremely heavy, and the power coming from the Dark Golden Terror Claw clearly told him everything.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king in front of him is indeed exactly like him!

Whether it's combat power, strength, skills, or even physical fitness and strength, they are all exactly the same!

"How the hell do you fight this?!"

As if sensing what Fang Yuan was thinking, the blood-red nine-headed bat king burst out laughing, with an arrogant look on his face.

"Even that guy Tang Chen is no match for me, how can you defeat me?!"

"Submit to me obediently! Submit yourself to the great King of Slaughter!"

They were completely equal. The almost equal strength made both sides retreat. Fang Yuan's expression became more solemn, but the blood-red nine-headed bat king grinned wildly, jumped up and pounced towards Fang Yuan again.

He used familiar moves, the fighting skills that Fang Yuan had honed in hundreds of hell killing fields, but at this moment, he was dazzled by the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

Fang Yuan opened his body, with five purple, purple, and black soul rings attached to his body, but five dark purple and dark red soul rings also appeared on the body of the blood-red nine-headed bat king!

The second, third, and fourth soul rings lit up at the same time. When the dark weapons covered Fang Yuan's body, the blood-red nine-headed bat king's body was also covered with red and black weapons!

Exactly the same moves, when the two collided, Fang Yuan even saw the eyes in the blood-red nine-headed bat king's eyes. They were not vertical bat pupils, but three magatama sharingan eyes that were exactly the same as his!

"Can even martial souls... be copied..."

He lost consciousness for only a moment, and a heavy blow had already cut Fang Yuan down from mid-air.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king looked up to the sky and roared with a noisy momentum, using the flying skill of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone.

"Jie hahahahaha, you can't stop my Fang Yuan! You can't stop me!"

"I am the King of Slaughter, I am the most powerful existence in the world!"

"Even Tang Chen has to surrender to me, so how can you be my opponent? Surrender to me, this is your destiny!"

…

At the same time, the city of killing.

The killing city was extremely peaceful at this moment, and the quiet scene even made people think that the battle had come to an end.

However, except for the four girls, Big Kitty, and the dying Tang Chen, there were no survivors in the entire killing city.

Uh, there are also Xiao Hei and Xiao Hong who are controlled by Fang Yuan's illusion?

As if sensing the end of the war, the four women carefully got off the dark gold three-headed Bat King and walked towards the direction where Fang Yuan was.

Approaching slightly, they immediately noticed something was wrong with Fang Yuan at the moment.

At this moment, Fang Yuan's eyes were tightly closed, and his whole body was suspended in mid-air, supported by the huge soul power.

From time to time, scarlet soul power overflowed from time to time around him, and his breath was unstable.

"Son!"

"Holy Son, how are you?"

"Son!"

"Don't go there!"

The four women looked nervous and stepped forward one after another, but were stopped by Tang Chen on the side.

"this……"

The four women's eyes immediately fell on Tang Chen.

"Who are you……"

The four girls looked puzzled, but feeling the vast murderous aura in Tang Chen's body, Little Nightingale seemed to have remembered something, and asked cautiously in a somewhat unbelievable way.

"Wait, you are... the king?"

"Yes, but also no."

Tang Chen's eyes were bleak, and his aura had become extremely weak: "I am the King of Slaughter, but I am not the King of Slaughter."

"My memory of when my body was taken over by the blood-red nine-headed bat king is gone, but I can feel your breath, Killer Messenger?"

"The former messenger of murder."

Little Nightingale was a little reserved. Tang Chen's appearance was completely different from that of the King of Slaughter, and even his breath was completely different.

But now he was the only one left around. Little Nightingale hesitated again and again, but finally summoned up the courage to ask Tang Chen: "King, what happened to the Holy Son?"

"Ahem..."

Tang Chen coughed hard, and red blood even flowed from the corner of his mouth. His breath was very weak, but he still cheered up and looked at Fang Yuan.

"That kid was invaded by the blood-red nine-headed bat king, and he should be fighting with him in the spiritual space at the moment."

"You'd better not get close to him. He will naturally wake up after the spiritual war is over."

"Invasion of the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King?"

"A battle in the spiritual space?"

The unfamiliar terms made the four girls look at each other in confusion. Although they were not weak in talent and their strength was pretty good among their peers, they obviously had not yet been exposed to this level of knowledge.

However, they also heard a truth from Tang Chen's words.

That’s waiting!

Wait for Fang Yuan to defeat the guy named Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, and wait for Fang Yuan to wake up.

But how long will it take?

"I don't know either."

Tang Chen shook his head and looked at Fang Yuan with an extremely complicated expression.

"Back then, I was lost in the endless blood and actively shielded my mind. I didn't even have a chance to resist the invasion of the bloody nine-headed bat king, and I had already sunk."

"But you have to believe in that boy. His martial spirit is extremely special. The power contained in it can even shake me in my heyday!"

"Although the bloody nine-headed bat king is a hundred thousand-year-old soul beast, now he has no body and no sea of ​​blood. Although he relies on a special evil power to survive in the soul state, his strength has Ten do not save one.”

"I believe this kid will definitely win!"

…

In Fang Yuan’s spiritual space.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king roared bloodyly, Fang Yuan's face was solemn, and between the flash of swords and shadows, the two were fighting crazily.

It should be because the skills are the same, the strength, self-healing ability, and protective ability of both sides are all the same. Even the attack power is about the same. If you want to decide the winner, you can only rely on combat experience.

However, for those who possess the Sharingan, when the basic attributes of both parties are exactly the same, things like combat experience and combat skills are really not worth mentioning.

Learning only takes a moment, and the power of insight with a photographic memory is enough for the two of them to complete the investigation of their own mistakes in an instant.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the two sides can even continue fighting like this until the end of time!

Fang Yuan became more and more depressed the more he beat, but the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King became more and more excited and happy the more he beat.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The two sides were fencing again, and the dark gold terror claws were now in their hands, as if they had turned into ordinary weapons, constantly colliding with each other.

The huge reaction force caused both sides to retreat simultaneously.

"Perfect body! Wonderful martial spirit!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king laughed wildly: "Fang Yuan, you are so wonderful. This kind of power, which is born for fighting, is simply so intoxicating!"

"No wonder you can stand out from the killing fields of hell at such a weak age. No wonder your fighting skills are as intoxicating as art!"

"Such power is simply unheard of!"

Fang Yuan panted heavily, wiping the sweat from his forehead while looking at the extremely excited blood-red nine-headed bat king in front of him, his heart was full of fuck.

"How long will this fight last?"

"Are you wondering when we are going to fight?" The blood-red nine-headed bat king smiled ferociously, flew into the air, and raised a finger: "There is only one container, but there are two souls!"

"So there is only one outcome between us, either you die or I die!"

"We will keep fighting until you or I fall, or you just give up at this moment and let me take over your body. In this case, you don't have to sink in the endless battle."

"You're dreaming!"

Give up your body?

This is absolutely impossible!

"Since you want to fight, then I will fight with you!"

Fang Yuan's eyes were cold, the three magatama in his eyes couldn't help turning, and he jumped directly in front of the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

The collision of fists and feet, the flash of swords, and the collision of strength and moves showed that the two of them were completely on par.

Fang Yuan swung his fist and smashed it down. The speed was so fast that it even left an afterimage. The Sharingan in the eyes of the blood-red Nine-Headed Bat King cleverly avoided it. But at the moment when it avoided it, Fang Yuan's body The first soul ring suddenly glowed.

Mental shock!

The most brutal spiritual attack type of soul skill was released, and the invisible power went straight towards the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

This move is extremely fast, and even uses the advantage of one's own physical attack to activate it silently, which is really a strange move!

But the blood-red nine-headed bat king seemed to have foresight, and the dark purple first soul ring behind him actually shone with brilliance, and the exact same spiritual impact was released at the same time.

The two invisible forces intertwined and made a clear sound, which even affected the ears and eyes of both parties to a certain extent.

However, taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Yuan actually took action despite the impact of the mental backlash!

His body rushed toward the blood-red nine-headed Bat King like a meteor chasing the moon, and the red gold light in his right hand flashed, obviously the dark gold Terror Claw was brewing again.

"It's useless! I can do what you can! Everything about you is within my expectations!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king let out a ferocious smile, and facing Fang Yuan's attack, his right hand also flashed with red and gold light.

Obviously, he also summoned the Dark Gold Terrorclaw!

This kind of collision situation has occurred no less than ten times between the two sides in the previous battle, and almost every time they were evenly matched.

Such meaningless collisions happened again and again. Obviously, in the eyes of the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, Fang Yuan was at the end of his rope at this moment and was still fighting like a trapped beast.

However, at the moment when the Dark Gold Terror Claw and the Dark Gold Terror Claw were about to collide, a mutation occurred!

A ray of emerald green light burst out from Fang Yuan's left hand at some unknown time. Along with a strong breath of life, countless vine branches rose from the ground, growing into a towering tree almost in an instant.

Tree.

The blood-red nine-headed bat king didn't seem to notice this power at all. By accident, he was directly bound by the towering tree and trapped.

The surprising mutation caused the blood-red nine-headed bat king's pupils to shrink, and he subconsciously shouted: "Twin Martial Spirits?!"

At this moment, Fang Yuan's dark gold fear claws had already landed on the body of the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King. The invincible terrifying power completely tore the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King apart from top to bottom!

However, a question appeared in Fang Yuan's heart.

"He, as the mirror image of me, doesn't know the secret of my twin martial soul?"

"It's impossible. He can even perform the Tang Sect's special skills and use the Sharingan, but he doesn't know the power of Wood Release?!"

Fang Yuan was confused, but he naturally understood the reason for beating the drowned dog.

The dark gold terror claws tore his body apart in an instant, but Fang Yuan did not hold back at all. He directly swung his claws blindly and chopped the blood-red nine-headed bat king's body into pieces.

Stinky blood spattered everywhere, and the fleshy body of the bloody nine-headed bat king collapsed.

"it's over……"

Looking at the broken corpses on the ground, Fang Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it was a bit scary to see a guy who looked like him being dismembered, this extremely boring farce finally came to an end.

"Why do you say this battle is over, my stupid disciple!"

Just when Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, Jie Jie's ferocious laughter suddenly sounded again.

Fang Yuan's spirit became tense again. In his unbelievable eyes, the blood-red nine-headed Bat King who had been completely cut into pieces before his eyes actually melted into a pool of bright red blood.

Forged with blood, the next second, the figure of the blood-red nine-headed bat king actually appeared in front of Fang Yuan again!

He stretched out his left hand, and with the dark green light, a vine suddenly appeared from his left hand. Its appearance was exactly the same as what Fangyuan had just displayed!

"Twin martial souls, I didn't expect you to be twin martial souls!"

"You really gave me a big surprise, Fang Yuan. With such a pure breath of life, this martial spirit must be the most top-notch plant-type martial spirit."

"No wonder the Blue Silver Emperor is willing to surrender to you. No wonder your breath of life and self-healing ability are even comparable to those of soul beasts. So that's what happened!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king smiled ferociously: "With such a powerful martial spirit, I won't be polite!"

"drink!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king clasped his hands together, and under the influence of his soul power, a large number of trees broke out of the ground and crazily invaded Fangyuan. The appearance was completely different from the first time he came into contact with Wood Escape.

Fang Yuan's heart trembled, and he kept walking between the trees with ghostly shadows on his feet, but he couldn't get rid of the doubts in his heart.

Why doesn't he know that I have twin martial souls?

According to what that guy said, he had the same power as me because he entered my body and gained some authority in my body.

Only in this way can he use all the powers including the Dark Gold Terror Claw, the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, and even the Sharingan and the major soul rings.

Even the ghost shadow that he has mastered can be used, but why doesn't he know about my wood escape power?

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and kept dodging, but his mind began to think about everything that happened after entering this space.

Including every scene of the fight between the two...

"Why, are you afraid of this power? Isn't this your ultimate trick?!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king continued to activate his soul power, releasing endless trees, chasing Fang Yuan crazily, and at the same time let out a sarcastic sneer.

But this time, Fang Yuan did not use Wood Escape to compete with him, but continued to jump and dodge among the trees, thinking in his mind.

He turned around and looked at the blood-red nine-headed Bat King with a sneer on his face and clasped his hands to release Mudun. It seemed as if a glimmer of light flashed through his mind and he caught him!

"It seems that you are ready to give up. In that case, then obediently hand over control of this body!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king still used his verbal offensive, and kept releasing the wood escape in his hand. Countless towering trees grew up as if they were alive, sweeping across like crazy, constantly chasing and blocking Fang Yuan.

Without a soul ring, the power of a martial soul is limited, but for those with twin martial souls, this rule does not count.

With the blessing of the soul power of the first martial soul, even if the second martial soul does not have the blessing of a soul ring, they can still show unparalleled power, which means they are missing a few soul skills.

Countless trees were swept across, and the road far ahead was completely blocked!

The blood-red nine-headed bat king sneered, but under his shocked eyes, Fang Yuan still did not release the power of resistance. Instead, the power under his feet exploded, and the whole person flew directly towards him!

What's the meaning?

Give up resistance and come to die?

In this case, let me send you to the West!

The blood-red nine-headed bat king suddenly put his hands together again, and countless trees grew again, trying to completely wrap up Fang Yuan.

At the critical moment, a red-gold light burst out, and countless trees were torn into pieces by the unstoppable dark-gold terror claws.

Fang Yuan held a dark gold fear claw and galloped towards the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

"Are you coming to continue fighting again?"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king sneered, with a ruthless look in his eyes. He looked at the approaching Fang Yuan, blood flashed in his hands, dark gold fear claws also appeared, and he rushed towards Fang Yuan without fear.

Look at each other, look at each other!

The two figures didn't know how many times they had collided with each other like this in this space.

And just when the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King thought that this time it would be like before, Fang Yuan actually turned his offense into defense and grabbed the left arm of the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King!

"Stupid! Can you stop me!"

The power of the Dark Gold Terror Claw is unparalleled, and it is impossible to resist it, even for Fang Yuan himself.

Therefore, even if Fang Yuan caught the Dark Gold Terror Claw, he could only barely make it deviate from its position. The Dark Gold Terror Claw that originally attacked the head was forced to move downwards by a few points.

Blood splattered out, and four claw marks that were deep enough to show bone suddenly appeared on Fang Yuan's chest!

Almost fatal injuries appeared on Fang Yuan's body.

However, the corners of Fang Yuan's mouth were rising.

"caught you."

"What?" The blood-red nine-headed bat king frowned slightly.

"I said……"

Fang Yuan grabbed the blood-red nine-headed bat king's arm, raised his head suddenly, and his three magatama sharingan eyes turned crazily: "I caught you!"

"Genjutsu·Sharingan!"

The calm and clear sang camp echoed throughout the whole world, and the blood-red nine-headed bat king felt that the world in front of him began to spin.

The next moment, the world around him suddenly collapsed.

The two of them appeared in a deserted world.

At this moment, Fang Yuan looked extremely embarrassed, and there were injuries in many places on his body. The most eye-catching ones were the several claw marks on his chest that were deep enough to show the bones.

But instead of showing any trace of pain on Fang Yuan's face, there was a hint of a charming smile.

His left hand grasped a blood-red wrist. The wrist was extremely dry, like a dry bone, and the sharp hooked toes on the tip of the palm were the culprit of the injuries on Fang Yuan's chest!

The blood-red 'Fang Yuan' has disappeared. What appears in front of Fang Yuan's eyes at this moment is the true body of the blood-red nine-headed bat king!

"How can this be!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king's pupils were filled with a bewildered look: "How can you see through this power? How can you possibly see through it!"

"It's just the power of the Rakshasa god. It's not like I've never seen it before!"

Fang Yuan sneered, and the dark gold fear claw appeared in his right hand. He raised the knife and fell, and the blood-red nine-headed bat king's right arm was cut off by the roots!

This time, there will be no more scenes of severed limbs being reborn!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king didn't seem to want to believe this reality, and roared crazily: "Even Tang Chen will only sink under this divine power. How can you see through it!"

"Even if you are the inheritor of the Rakshasa God Test, you are only the top seven testers, and you will never have the chance to come into contact with the power of the Rakshasa God. How can you possibly see through the power of the Rakshasa God!"

"If I'm to blame, it's because you talk too much nonsense."

Fang Yuan sneered.

Moreover, who said that I have never been exposed to the power of Rakshasa God? Do you think the girl I met after completing the divine test was fake?

That is the genuine inheritor of the Rakshasa God’s throne!

However, Fang Yuan also had to admit that the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King was well hidden and even his acting skills were great.

If it weren't for the flaw in his words, Fang Yuan might have really been immersed in this endless battle and sunk in.

After all, who can remain rational in the face of a guy who is exactly like themselves?

It's a pity that what is fake is fake. If you don't want others to know it, you have to do nothing. As long as it is a forgery, there must be loopholes!

The flaw of the blood-red nine-headed bat king lies in his mouth!

"Weak people always like to arm themselves with words, but what they don't know is that the more words they use, the more they can reveal the weakness in their hearts."

Fang Yuan approached the blood-red nine-headed bat king step by step. The hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast backed away in fear.

"Your clamor made me see your flaws! Your impatient desire made me aware of your flaws!"

Fang Yuan stretched out his left hand, and the trees grew, instantly restraining the body of the blood-red nine-headed bat king.

"Is my power useful?"

The trees squeezed and shrank, and the blood-red nine-headed bat king wanted to struggle, but the soul-absorbing properties carried by the trees were continuously sucking all the evil power in its body into Fang Yuan's body.

When Rakshasa's divine power was seen through by Fang Yuan, this hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast, which had occupied the body of a ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo and dominated the killing city for hundreds of years, was not even as powerful as a hundred-year-old soul beast.

There is no other reason.

He has no body!

Even after integrating into Fang Yuan's body, he no longer had soul power!

At this moment, the blood-red nine-headed bat king only has pure soul and spiritual power, as well as a ray of Rakshasa god's power.

Relying on the power of the Rakshasa God, he played with Fang Yuan, relying on Fang Yuan's power to turn himself into 'Fang Yuan' and fight with him.

This guy wanted to use this power to plunge Fangyuan into endless battles, making him tired and numb until his fighting spirit collapsed and his will was demoralized.

Just like Tang Chen did back then!

It's a pity that Fang Yuan is not Tang Chen. How could his hot and restless heart like a flame be silent?

In order to end this battle, he will seize the slightest chance and he will make any bold attempt!

But at this moment, he succeeded!

"no no!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king kept struggling, but his power was constantly dissipating.

The trees that bound him were not simple trees, but the power of wood escape.

In other words, the sacred tree!

The sacred tree has the ability to absorb, devour, and absorb the power of other people.

After absorbing the remaining power of the bloody nine-headed bat king, Fang Yuan did not stop.

He is still learning!

What he is absorbing at this moment is the remaining power of the Rakshasa God contained in the blood-red nine-headed bat king!

"no no!!!"

The blood-red nine-headed bat king was wailing, and his body was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye, but Fang Yuan was indifferent and only watched with his blood-red Sharingan.

Watch him die bit by bit.

"I already said that."

"In front of my eyes, everything you do is meaningless!"

After a few breaths, the blood-red nine-headed bat king was gone, replaced by a circle of blood-red soul rings.

A hundred thousand year soul ring!

(End of chapter)