Weird And Hard To Kill? Sorry, I'm The Real Immortal

Who is this Fang Xiu?

Could it be the second generation of the headquarters?

In fact, the reason why Yang Ming asked Fang Xiu was very simple. It was not to let the other party make up his mind, but just wanted to know what other key information Fang Xiu had foreseen.

Fang Xiu pondered for a moment: "First of all, everyone report their abilities, I want to understand the role you can play."

Self-reporting ability?

Undoubtedly, everyone is very repulsed by this. The ability of a master of spirits is equivalent to one's own trump card. Sometimes it may be possible to turn the tide of the battle by relying on poor information. Few people are willing to report their own family.

It is not uncommon for a Tier 1 Spirit Master to have a special and unknown ability to kill a Tier 2 Spirit Master.

Everyone fell into silence, and no one spoke first.

Fang Xiu glanced around calmly, and said lightly: "With your strength, is it necessary to have hidden abilities?"

"What did you say!"

Teng!

A grumpy imperial spirit master stood up directly and glared at Fang Xiu.

"What are you, an auxiliary system..."

Before he finished speaking, the black and white pupil of Fang Xiu's right eye instantly turned into a blood pupil.

"ah!"

The imperial spirit master suddenly screamed, fell straight to the ground, hugged his head with both hands, and rolled on the ground.

Seeing this strange scene, everyone was shocked.

No one expected that Fang Xiu would have such a terrifying method.

Shen Lingxue in the corner turned pale after seeing Xue Tong, and her delicate body trembled involuntarily, obviously some bad memories were brought back.

She immediately lowered her head and stared at her toes, not daring to look at Fang Xiu at all.

"Now, let's talk about our abilities. In the face of the nightmare, some wastes that are slowing down can only add nourishment to it, and are not suitable for participating in the next operation." Fang Xiu said calmly.

Some weak imperial spirit masters dared not speak out, while those who thought they had some strength glared at them, but they didn't dare to attack Yang Ming who was staring at him.

At this time, a Shamat man with red hair and a male duck voice spoke first, "My ability is singing. Singing can affect other people's emotions, and it can also make people lose their minds."

Fang Xiu nodded, and then said, "Next."

With the beginning of one person, soon the second, the third...

"My ability is strength, and I can explode with strength far beyond that of ordinary people." Said a thin and stooped man.

"Fixed body, can freeze people or weirdness in a short period of time."

"..."

As everyone revealed their abilities one by one, Fang Xiu already had a judgment in his mind.

He knew that some of them must have something to hide, but it didn't matter, and he never counted on others.

He just needs these people not to hold back, and can clean up some miscellaneous soldiers.

Now that the entire Luteng City has fallen into the realm of nightmares, there is no need to think about it, and you will definitely encounter countless little brothers from nightmares.

These miscellaneous soldiers Fang Xiu didn't intend to take action himself, he had to preserve his strength to deal with the nightmare.

"You, come out."

Fang Xiu pointed to the red-haired Shamate who spoke first.

Sha Matt was taken aback for a moment, and pointed to his own nose ring.

"me?"

"Yes, it's you, sing a song and listen."

"Huh? Singing? Now?" Sha Matt suspected that Fang Xiu was humiliating himself.

But considering the opponent's strength and power, he accepted the humiliation frankly.

"Okay bro, what song do you want to hear?"

"Good luck."

Sha Matt's mouth twitched.

"What? Can't sing?"

"No, no, I just think this song really fits the occasion."

"Fang Xiu, what on earth do you want to do? It's life and death, and you're still in the mood to listen to music?"

A spiritual master asked directly, he was already a little dissatisfied with Fang Xiu's domineering behavior, but now seeing him wasting his time like this, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Fang Xiu glanced at him lightly, and said calmly: "With your IQ, it's hard for me to explain to you."

"you!"

The imperial spirit master was furious on the spot, looking at his posture, he seemed to want to attack directly, but Yang Ming just took a step forward, gave him a warning look, and he froze immediately.

"just sing."

"Okay bro."

"Ahem..."

Sha Matt cleared his throat, and then began to sing.

"Fold a thousand paper cranes, and tie a red ribbon. May the kind people have good luck every day. You work hard and live a beautiful life. You are always healthy and spring. You are busy all your life just to smile..."

A drake-like voice echoed in the meeting room.

Everyone who heard the sound had an ugly expression as if they had eaten shit.

The point is that Sha Matt sang extremely intoxicated, and even nodded and swayed to the rhythm, very devoted.

It can be seen that he really likes to sing, and his singing is really ugly.

"Okay, stop."

"Good luck, good luck, good luck..."

"stop!"

"Oh, ok, ok." Seeing Fang Xiu's unfriendly eyes, Sha Matt quickly stopped his intoxication.

At this time, Fang Xiu looked at Zhao Hao, the most cowardly of all the spirit masters.

"Dayday, how do you feel?"

Zhao Hao was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Fang Xiu to @自己 at this moment.

"It's so ugly, I feel like my fart sounds better than his."

Sha Matt's face turned black immediately: "Do you understand music?"

"I'm not talking about the singing, but the fear. After listening to his songs, does the fear decrease?"

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said: "Brother Xiu, I really don't seem to be afraid after you say that. When I was listening to the song just now, my mind was full of his ugly singing, so I wanted him to stop singing quickly. , I forgot about the nightmare for a while.

His singing can really make people lose their minds. I almost couldn't help but beat him several times just now. "

Hearing Zhao Hao's words, some imperial spirit masters began to think about it, and they seemed to understand Fang Xiu's intentions.

Fang Xiu nodded: "Very well, it seems that the key point of this operation is on him."

"Me?" Shamat pointed blankly at himself, never expecting that he would become the focus.

Obviously, his ability is considered to be the lowest in combat power among all the imperial spirit masters.

"Yang Ming, you take him to the radio and television station, turn on the city's radio, let him sing about good luck, dilute the fear in the city, and weaken the power of the nightmare. The rest of you, go to Putuo Temple with me, and act now. "

Yang Ming's eyes lit up immediately: "Good way! The power of Nightmare comes from fear, as long as people's fear can be reduced to a certain extent, then Nightmare will be weakened!

Leave this matter to me, and when I finish this matter, I will immediately go to Putuo Temple to join you and solve the nightmare completely.

This damned nightmare has caused so much damage to Ivy City, I will make it pay for it!

Luteng City does not allow such an awesome and weird existence! "