Planting a sacred tree from Douluo

Chapter 97 Sacrifice

Author: Dragon Cub Greedy Ghost

Chapter 97 Sacrifice

Because of the limitation of the soul skill soul bone, the endless power of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone was also unable to be used at this moment, but even so, Fang Yuan still persisted.

His physical body is extremely powerful, and even if he cannot use the vitality of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, it is still extremely condensed.

Through daily training; the attached soul bone, the soul power of the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone has been strengthened; coupled with the blending of two fairy grasses, Fangyuan's body at this moment can be regarded as indestructible.

Pure yang to the extreme!

But.

If Fang Yuan's body is a piece of extremely strong iron, then the sea of ​​blood that is constantly eroding Fang Yuan's body is like a swinging hammer, beating Fang Yuan's body crazily.

One or two blows, one and a half moments, may not be able to shake Fang Yuan's physical body, but as time goes by, water will penetrate the stone, and no matter how hard the steel is, one day it will soften.

After about four hours, Fang Yuan felt that he had reached his limit, and every muscle in his body had become extremely hard, numb, and unconscious.

He didn't even have the strength to stand up anymore. He could only control the dark gold three-headed bat king and let him grab his body out of the sea of ​​blood.

Soul power is restored and the body is relaxed.

When the numbness faded away, the pain was like thousands of needles piercing the heart. The torment made Fang Yuan want to die. Even with the endless power of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone to soothe his body, this pain still lasted for an hour.

After a while, it gradually faded away.

"It's really... so radiant."

Fang Yuan stood up with emotion. He could clearly feel that in just four hours, there were huge changes in his body, and the most obvious one was the wave that had been hovering in his body for a long time.

The fishy smell has not faded away.

However, this fishy and evil aura did not rush around in Fang Yuan's body, but seemed to blend in with Fang Yuan's body, blending into it.

However, this fishy and evil aura is still very weak at the moment, and it is nothing compared to the King of Slaughter.

But Fang Yuan believes that as long as he persists in tempering and reaches the level where he can complete the divine test, his physical body will undergo a qualitative sublimation, and even his God of Death domain will probably undergo some changes.

But today, let’s stop here…

Fang Yuan glanced at the sea of ​​​​blood and was still frightened by the taste just now. After shaking his head, he left the sea of ​​​​blood with the dark gold three-headed bat king, preparing to leave the road to hell.

And shortly after Fang Yuan left, a blood-red figure appeared in the sea of ​​​​blood carrying ten blazing sun snakes.

With a bloody robe, a cape with a standing collar, and a pale face, if Fang Yuan were here, he would definitely find that this person is his cheap master, the king of the city of killing, the king of killing!

Unexpectedly, when Fang Yuan was forging his body in the sea of ​​blood, the King of Slaughter who was supposed to handle the matter according to the Killing Messenger was actually looking at Fang Yuan in this hell road.

"It's really, really a perfect body, really a perfect body!"

Something was obviously wrong with the King of Slaughter at this moment. His pale skin was covered with mysterious blood lines, and there was a sword-shaped magic mark on his forehead. The blood wings spread out from behind, plus the bloody aura.

People look completely different from usual.

If we talk about the usual killing king, he is a king full of blood and killing.

So at this moment, he is a monster full of fishy evil and depravity!

The King of Slaughter looked at Fang Yuan's retreating figure, his eyes full of greed. He looked at the sea of ​​blood below and cut his arm with his sharp fingertips.

The red and smelly blood dripped from his wrist and merged into the sea of ​​blood below.

After doing all this, the Slaughter King's already pale face became even paler, but the evil smile on his face did not weaken at all.

"It won't be long, soon, soon you will be mine!"

"This body, this almost perfect body, will soon be mine!"

The King of Slaughter laughed maniacally, and his sharp voice caused the bats on the Hell Road to become restless and flutter around.

Fang Yuan returned to his room to rest.

When he opened the door, he saw that the four girls had already stood up. Nightingale and the Zhu sisters were practicing cross-legged, while Huo Yun was holding a book on the City of Killing and reading it carefully.

Seeing Fang Yuan return, the four women all broke away from their states, but were stopped by Fang Yuan.

"Don't worry about me, you continue to practice. To be honest, you should really practice well."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three women changed.

"Don't be nervous. I don't mean to dislike you, but I hope you can improve yourself to the maximum extent."

Looking at the faces of the three women, Fang Yuan suddenly understood that they were wrong.

Fang Yuan smiled and hugged the three girls into his arms and explained: "After all, there are only less than two years until the continent-wide elite soul master competition."

"Continental Elite Soul Master Competition?"

As soon as these words came out, not only the three women were stunned, but Huo Yun also cast a surprised look.

"Holy Son, what do you mean, let us participate in the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition?" Zhu Zhuyun couldn't help but said: "But, it is a killing city, can we also participate in the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition...

"

"Who says no?"

Fang Yuan snorted softly: "Since it is called the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Competition, it means that it is open to the entire continent. Our killing capital has stood on the Douluo Continent since ancient times and is indispensable to the entire continent.

As part of such a competition, why can’t I participate?”

"..."

Although he said this, both the Zhu family sisters and Huo Yun beside them all had strange expressions.

The City of Slaughter will participate in the continent-wide elite soul master competition?

This is too strange!

After all, the continent-wide elite soul master competition is held every five years. It has been held for an unknown number of times so far, but they have never heard of the Slaughter City participating in it.

"Son."

Huo Yun on the side whispered: "Although our Killing City is indeed part of the mainland, according to the regulations of Wuhun Palace, all forces participating in the continent-wide elite soul master competition must have formal academies."

"Our city of killing..."

"Who told you we don't have an academy?" Fang Yuan snorted.

The faces of the women were stunned, and Huo Yun hesitated to speak, but everyone understood what she meant.

In a place like the Killing City, there is no academy at all. Even if there is an academy, how can they sign up for the competition? They can't let a group of fallen people participate.

Most of the fallen in the Killing City are evil soul masters wanted by the two empires and the Spirit Hall.

If they were really allowed to participate in the competition, I'm afraid they might be captured by the law enforcement teams of the major forces before they even take the field...

"This is easy to handle. We just need to find some guys who are not wanted. That's it."

Fang Yuan smiled and patted the big kitten on the butt: "Like you, like me."

Seeing the hesitant expressions of the women, Fang Yuan smiled and shook his head, explaining: "I know what you are thinking, it's nothing more than identity issues. In fact, these are nothing.

No more worries.”

"Don't forget, I am the Holy Son of the Killing City!"

I said there is a Killing Academy in the Killing City, but who dares to say there isn’t one?

I said Killing Academy wants to participate, who dares to say no?

What, you said no?

The Pope of Wuhun Palace asked me to come. If you are not convinced, go to her!

"You just need to practice hard, and leave the rest to me." Fang Yuan said with a groan: "I don't want to go to the competition and fight a few minions or something, and I have to do it myself."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three women suddenly changed, and the little nightingale on the side jumped up and said loudly: "Please rest assured, Holy Son, I will definitely help the Holy Son to deal with all the powerful enemies in front of him.

The one who takes off the crown of champion!”

The big and small kittens looked at each other and nodded.

"We will work hard too!"

"Yeah, that's cool."

Fang Yuan nodded with satisfaction: "If you don't know anything about it, you can ask Huo Yun more."

"Ah I……"

Huo Yun was a little at a loss.

She originally thought that Fang Yuan's interest in her ability was just an excuse to bring her to the Killing City, but she never imagined that he really wanted her to come here to be a teacher!

"Don't be nervous, teach well, we have nothing in this murderous city, we just have enough resources."

"Whether it's a mimicry training ground or various resources, if you need them, let Nightingale get them. You should also study hard and ask if you don't understand. After all..."

Fang Yuan smiled and lifted Huo Yun's chin, looked at her shy look and laughed loudly: "After all, our Teacher Huo is the most outstanding teacher in Blazing Fire Academy!"

"Yes, Holy Son!"

The three women nodded, all serious.

In the following time, Fang Yuan would come to this sea of ​​blood every day and start practicing, gradually improving his adaptability to the evil spirit.

From the first four hours, it increased little by little, until three months later, Fang Yuan was able to stay there for six hours.

But, it's not enough!

His requirement for the Divine Examination was to stay there for twelve hours, which was a full day, and the time limit before the end of the Divine Examination was less than nine months.

Time was running out, so Fang Yuan had no choice but to immerse himself in training and squeeze his body to the maximum extent.

It was unspeakable suffering. At the most painful time, Fang Yuan did not even pet the big kitten for seven days in a row!

However, the results of the past few months of hard work are also gratifying.

As Fang Yuan tempered himself in the sea of ​​​​blood for a long time, his body's toughness and strength have been greatly improved. Even the medicinal powers accumulated in his body, including the strange velvet sky chrysanthemum and cockscomb phoenix sunflower.

, were gradually aroused and integrated into the body.

His soul power has also been raised from level 51 to level 53.

Not only that, Fang Yuan also found that his God of Killing Domain had also been greatly strengthened. But perhaps because of the smell of evil spirits entering his body, Fang Yuan felt that his God of Killing Domain had become incompatible with the killing of the King of Slaughter.

There is a slight similarity between fields...

However, just when Fang Yuan thought everything was moving in a good direction.

In the eighth month, he suddenly discovered that his physical body seemed to have reached a limit.

"No, still not!"

In the road to hell, Fang Yuan broke free from the sea of ​​blood, feeling the condition of his body and frowning.

He had just stayed in the sea of ​​blood for a full ten hours. Ten hours sounded like a lot, and it was not too far away from the twelve hours required for the divine examination.

But Fang Yuan himself knew that he had been able to stay there for ten hours as early as a month ago.

And a month has passed, and his limit is still the same, without any improvement!

"If this continues, it will be impossible for me to complete the twelve hours of training in the next few months."

Ten hours is the limit that his physical body can reach at present. If he wants to continue to improve, he must find another way.

Fang Yuan stood up from the sea of ​​blood, looked at his reflection in the scarlet sea, and fell into deep thought.

For now, Fang Yuan has thought of several ways.

1. Improve your physical strength!

No matter how strong the fishy aura of the bloody sea is, or how high the murderous aura and heat inside it is, as long as Fang Yuan's body is strong enough, he can resist it.

But the problem is that Fangyuan's physical body cannot be improved at this stage.

After the two jelly grasses entered the body, Fang Yuan's body was saturated with the medicinal properties of the jelly grass. Even after months of training in the sea of ​​blood, Fang Yuan had almost absorbed all the medicinal power in his body, but his bones had not yet grown.

Before, he could no longer take jelly grass.

If you cannot take grass jelly and want to improve your physical strength, there is only one way.

Soul bones!

The soul bone is the soul core of the soul beast and is the condensed power of the soul beast. By absorbing the soul bone, you can absorb the most powerful and special power of the soul beast during its lifetime, thereby allowing your physical body to evolve to a certain extent.

For example, the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's right metacarpal bone and the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone owned by Fang Yuan are all the same.

These two soul bones have increased Fang Yuan's physical strength a lot. If Fang Yuan can continue to obtain soul bones, then Fang Yuan will definitely have the confidence to continue to stay in the sea of ​​blood.

But the question is, where can I find such high-quality soul bones?

In Fang Yuan's mind, a blood-red figure sitting high on the throne flashed.

"The Slaughter King's inventory may have..."

But soon, Fang Yuan suppressed this idea.

Needless to say the value of soul bones, considering my relationship with the King of Slaughter, the probability of that guy giving him a high-quality soul bone is extremely low.

Besides soul bones, is there any way to increase physical strength?

some.

Fang Yuan touched his forehead and saw the red-purple divine mark.

Here lies the second method.

The second test of Rakshasa God!

…

"Are you saying that you have reached a bottleneck and want to go out for a walk, relax, and improve yourself?"

In the Slaughter Castle, the Slaughter King looked down at Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan nodded and said respectfully: "Yes, king, and my second Rakshasa test requires a 50,000-year-old soul beast, so I hope to go to the Star Dou Forest to complete the test."

"Fifty thousand year soul beast..."

The King of Slaughter fell into silence. After a moment, he waved to Fang Yuan.

"You don't have to worry about this, I will help you get it done. A day of training in the blood sea is indispensable. During this time, you can just stay in the blood sea."

"This...I understand, Wang."

Although Fang Yuan was confused, the King of Slaughter had said so, so he naturally couldn't refuse.

Fang Yuan bowed respectfully, and the King of Slaughter's eyes flashed red and remained silent.

He couldn't understand Fang Yuan's situation at present, because during this period, he had seen all of Fang Yuan's blood sea exercises every day.

Moreover, under his arrangement, the fishy evil aura that had been accumulated for several months had already condensed into Fang Yuan's body!

If he were allowed to leave the killing city at this moment, who knows if the fishy evil aura would result in failure.

Fang Yuan left the Killing City earlier, saying he wanted to obtain a few soul rings, but when he came back, earth-shaking changes had taken place!

This time, the King of Slaughter did not dare to let Fang Yuan go out randomly. If something went wrong, everything he had done during this period would be in vain.

"We must never let him leave the Killing City!"

"But a 50,000-year-old soul beast..."

The sharp hooked toes of the Slaughter King gently tapped the crystal throne, making a low sound.

After a moment, the Slaughter King opened his eyes and said to the Slaughter Messenger standing respectfully beside him: "Let the Slaughter Knight come over."

"Yes, the great king."

Not long after, the figure of the Killing Knight appeared in the hall.

"King, are you looking for me?"

The King of Slaughter looked at the figure of the Killing Knight and said nothing for a long time. Just when the Killing Knight was puzzled and wanted to raise his head, the King of Slaughter stood up.

"follow me."

The Killing Knight was curious, but didn't say much. He thought the King of Killing had some special task for him, so he followed the King of Killing silently.

It was pitch black all around, but the Killing Knight could feel that the surrounding terrain was moving downwards, so the Killing Knight guessed that they were walking towards the underground of the Killing Castle.

Not long after, the Slaughter King stopped in front of a heavy gate.

"here it is……"

The Killing Knight is full of curiosity. He has been in the City of Killing for decades. As a Killing Knight, he has a high status in the City of Killing. His strength is only the second person below the King of Killing.

But he has never been to the underground of this killing castle.

"come in."

The King of Slaughter opened the door and stepped inside, followed closely by the Killing Knight.

There were no candles in the entire room, but there were streaks of blood-red soul fire burning on the surrounding candlesticks, giving the room light.

Stepping inside, you will see an empty hall.

The hall is extremely spacious, and the surrounding walls are covered with crystal stones containing soul power. It looks quite luxurious, but other than that, there is nothing else.

There wasn't even a single attendant to serve.

The Killing Knight walked into the palace, and just when he was doubtful, he suddenly saw a figure in the corner of the palace, in the area that was not illuminated by candlelight.

It was a withered figure.

The guy's whole body was red, his skin was red, and he didn't have any hair on his body.

The claws on its hands and feet are sharp. Although it looks like a humanoid, it has nine heads and a pair of wings on its back. It looks a little broken, like a broken flag hanging down its back.

Although it looks terrifying, the Killing Knight does not feel the slightest breath of life on his body, so it looks like a deformed and ugly pendant.

"Are you ready, Sid?"

"Wha, what?"

The Killing Knight was full of doubts, and he didn't understand why the Killing King brought him here.

But just when he raised his head again, a ball of scarlet power suddenly burst out from the palm of the Slaughter King and poured into the Slaughter Knight's body.

The sudden attack was extremely fast and violent, and the soul power was so strong that the ninety-sixth level killing knight had no time to dodge and was hit directly.

"King, you!"

The Killing Knight suddenly stagnated, and under that force, his whole body froze on the spot.

Scarlet power instantly filled every corner of his body. He wanted to struggle, but at this moment, his whole body seemed to be stuck in a swamp, unable to move at all.

That power suppressed his flesh and blood, and the killing knight wanted to use his soul skills, but a fishy aura suddenly broke out.

Killing field!

This is the power of forbidden magic.

"King, what exactly is this..."

The Killing Knight looked at the King of Killing with difficulty, his heart full of confusion.

"I remember I mentioned to you before, what is the thing I hate the most." The Slaughter King looked at the Slaughter Knight, a penetrating smile appeared on his pale face.

"betray."

"Pfft!"

The sound of flesh being torn apart was heard, and in the horrified eyes of the Killing Knight, a hot beating heart was dug out by the King of Killing.

The heart was red, and there was a strong medicinal fragrance permeating it, the smell of blood Ganoderma lucidum.

"It tastes really delicious. It seems that boy Fang Yuan took you out to get a lot of good things."

The King of Killing grabbed the Killing Knight's hair, raised his pale face, and exposed the bottom to the Killing Knight.

It's a black bat mark, located at the base of the heart.

Seeing this brand, the Killing Knight's face became even paler, and he wanted to say something, but the feeling of life passing by had already made him weak, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Do you think your restrained thoughts can escape my eyes?"

"Don't forget, you are able to get to where you are today all because of me. Without me, you would just be a piece of trash living on the killing fields of hell."

The Slaughter King gently patted the Slaughter Knight's face, and then ate the incomplete heart in three or two bites.

"To be honest, you are really nice and upbeat. And you have worked hard for me through life and death for so many years without any credit, so I am not ready to kill you directly."

"me……"

The helpless Killing Knight fell on the Killing King's shoulders, and the Killing King gently patted the Killing Knight on the back.

"I know your heart, West Germany, I know. You are a person who is willing to sacrifice your life for your ideals and for the people you are loyal to. I have always known that."

"So, I am willing to give you a chance to devote yourself to your ideal."

"Wha, what..."

The Killing Knight felt a pain in his neck and turned his head as hard as he could, only to find that the shriveled monster-like guy had clung to his neck at some point, frantically eating away at his blood and soul power.

.

The Killing Knight wanted to stop him, but was unable to do so. Even his head was turned back by the Killing King.

Their eyes met, and the King of Slaughter had a sinister smile on his face.

"For your Royal Highness Fangyuan..."

"Dedicate yourself."

(End of chapter)