Planting a sacred tree from Douluo

Chapter 11 Hell Difficulty Start

Author: Dragon Cub Greedy Ghost

Chapter 11 Hell Difficulty Start

Before a person dies, countless past memories from before birth will appear in front of his eyes. When all the memories of this life disappear, that is when the person enters the cycle of life and death.

Memories of the past kept resurfacing in Fang Yuan's mind, and then disappeared again and again, and his body and consciousness became heavier and heavier.

Endless fatigue surged into his heart, like tidal water, trying to swallow him up.

Eternal night swept over him, and he was like a drowning man, about to fall into the boundless darkness...

"woke up?"

A hoarse voice sounded in the darkness, and the dark world around him collapsed instantly. The slightly dazzling light made it difficult for Fang Yuan to open his eyes for a moment.

When his eyes adjusted, Fang Yuan realized that he was in a dark room at this moment.

The whole person was lying on the hard and cold bed, his hands were covered with plaster, and the whole body was covered with bandages. In the corner of the room, a hunched body was standing in front of the table, messing with something unknown.

"What exactly is this..."

As if sensing Fang Yuan's awakening, the hunched old man turned around, and Fang Yuan was immediately startled by the old and familiar face.

"Yes, it's you!"

"I see despair in your eyes. It seems you don't want to see me."

Mo Shen sneered and continued to tinker with the things in his hands.

It was a clay pot, and the pot was filled with an inexplicable red-red substance that looked like flesh and blood, but also like medicinal juice.

"Indeed, after all, you have seen your life and death enemy, so it is normal to have such an expression."

"But there is no need for you to show that look to me. Don't worry, the bishop is not dead, and you are not dead either. It's me who really suffered the loss, isn't it?"

Mo Shen stopped what he was tinkering with and walked up to Fang Yuan with the bone stick. Under Fang Yuan's resisting eyes, he opened Fang Yuan's mouth and forcibly poured the contents of the clay pot into Fang Yuan.

in the mouth.

"This is a mixture of red blood flower and yellow spring dew (Bloody Mary). It is a rare and good thing for repairing injuries."

Yellow spring dew?

The mixture was a bit salty and a bit sour. Almost as soon as it entered the mouth, the strong smell of blood permeated Fangyuan's taste and smell.

But when Fang Yuan heard clearly the name of what he was drinking, his face suddenly turned extremely pale and he wanted to vomit!

"I advise you not to vomit. After all, your hand bones are broken and your legs and feet are inconvenient. If you vomit all over yourself, I won't wipe it for you."

"And judging from your appearance, you seem to know what Huangquanlu is."

Mo Shen put down the empty can and looked at Fang Yuan who was pale and retching with interest: "But what I'm more curious about is, how did you get rid of the bloody tiger?"

"The Blood Tiger was cultivated by me using the Thousand-Year Shadow Black Tiger. Although it is only a Thousand-Year Soul Beast, the Shadow Black Tiger's special talents and skills, even the Soul Lord and Soul Sect, may not necessarily be its opponent."

"But you survived its hand."

"No, you not only survived, you killed it!"

Mo Shen suddenly approached Fang Yuan, his old and ugly face almost touching Fang Yuan's face, and his hazy eyes were full of unabashed greed.

The left hand, which was like a monster, grabbed Fang Yuan's plaster-tied arm and spoke with a firm tone.

"You are a twin martial soul, right?"

"!!!"

Fang Yuan's pupils shrank and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, trying his best to stay calm.

But seeing Fang Yuan looking like this, Mo Shen burst into laughter.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!"

“It’s true that God will never stop me, and God will never stop me!”

"I originally thought that you just have a pair of eyes with the original martial soul. It was given to me by God to give me the key to breaking through the Soul Emperor. I didn't expect that you are actually a twin martial soul!"

"To be able to defeat the Blood Tiger, your second martial soul must be extremely powerful. Innate full soul power, twin martial souls, hahahahahaha, soon, all of this will be mine, everything will be mine!"

Mo Shen glanced at Fang Yuan, who was pale, laughed and turned around to leave.

With a clang, the dark door was closed tightly, and with it the risk of blowing out the only burning candle in the room, leaving it flickering.

The dim space was filled with the rotten smell. Fang Yuan gritted his teeth and tried to struggle, but there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, his body felt as if he had a high fever, and he was exhausted. Except for one pair of eyes, his other organs could not move at all.

However, although his physical body was seriously injured, fortunately, his long-term coma replenished his depleted mental power.

"Sharingan!"

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, opened his Sharingan, and observed the surrounding situation.

This is an almost completely closed room. Except for a small window in the upper right corner for ventilation, there is only a small table left in the entire room.

The scarlet eyes were so conspicuous in the darkness, but unexpectedly, his soul ring did not appear with the opening of the Sharingan.

Not only that, his only 'spiritual shock' soul skill seemed to have disappeared at this moment, completely losing its effect.

Fang Yuan was shocked, but soon he calmed down.

His martial soul is still there, and after the evil soul master discovered that he was a twin martial soul, it was obvious that he didn't just want to seize his Sharingan.

It is very possible that what he wants is his whole person!

Devour, seize the body, or other methods...

However, for now, Fangyuan's condition is not bad.

While the martial soul is still there, there are only two situations that can invalidate one's own soul ring and soul skills.

1: I have been struck by a sealing soul skill.

Two: External restrictions!

Fang Yuan was very aware of his current state. His body was seriously injured and he couldn't move, but he didn't have many problems with his mental strength, so the probability of possessing a sealed soul skill was not high.

And if there are external restrictions...

Fang Yuan took a deep breath and recalled that there really was such a place on the Douluo Continent that could limit soul rings and soul skills.

Moreover, the guys who lived in that place happened to be crazy and violent guys like evil soul masters.

The most chaotic and bloody area in Douluo Continent is also the inheritance place of God Shura, one of the five divine kings of the Council of Gods and the head of the three law enforcement gods!

The city of killing!

Fang Yuan took a deep breath. His current situation could already be considered the worst start.

When his strength was at its weakest, he was seriously injured and captured. Furthermore, he was captured by an evil spirit master who coveted his body.

but.

This situation, which was almost certain to die, has turned around due to the unique geographical environment at this moment...

(End of chapter)