Heavy footsteps were approaching quickly. Zhang Rongfang looked up and saw the huge wooden man more than ten meters high, with a huge shadow, rushing towards him quickly.
"Stronger than me, but what about speed?"
His feet instantly cast an immortal magic to shrink the ground.
Whoosh!
In an instant, Zhang Rongfang appeared in another place a hundred meters away.
"Meaningless."
Suddenly, a muffled sound suddenly sounded from behind Zhang Rongfang.
Bang!!!
He raised his backhand, just in time to catch a wooden arm coming from behind.
The huge force, accompanied by the shattering of sawdust, forced Zhang Rongfang to be knocked out dozens of meters, and two deep ravines were opened on the ground.
Without waiting for Zhang Rongfang to react, the wooden man's speed suddenly increased rapidly, his body arched and he crawled like a real snow leopard, disappearing and disappearing in the surrounding sea of trees, flashing continuously, and soon appeared behind him again.
Peng!!!
There was another blow.
Zhang Rongfang's body was thrown hundreds of meters away, and his back broke through a large area of woodland.
However, these forest areas that were cut off quickly recovered naturally and grew back.
He relied on the enemy's advantage and was still uninjured, but... his speed just now...
"That's God Mo Sang using the cooperation of the environment to speed up!" Bai Lin said,
"This is what you need to face in the battle within Taixu. Not only the enhanced gods, but also a large number of hidden dangers around you. These dangers are difficult to guard against, so be careful!"
"It's probably clear." Zhang Rongfang looked at the giant wooden man rushing towards him again and took a deep breath.
That wooden man is the true form of Mo Sang God, which is basically certain now.
"Do you have any good ideas? Now that you have opened the blood lotus and the final form, this is already your strongest form, but it is still no match for the Suosang God. If you continue like this, you will be consumed by it alive.
." Bai Lin said worriedly.
"White scales..." Zhang Rongfang suddenly dodged the wooden man's approaching punch and asked aloud.
"You said that mental power comes from essence, and essence comes from food and drink. So...how much do you think my mental power is?"
"……I have no idea."
Bai Lin recalled the origins of the Immortal View, and realized that this guy's regenerative power had reached an extremely terrifying level. Without the exaggerated energy support, it would have been impossible to have such terrifying regenerative power.
"Why don't we give it a try?" Zhang Rongfang smiled slightly, and a blood-colored crystal suddenly condensed between his eyebrows.
Raise your hand and block.
Bang!!!
The wooden man's huge palm was also blocked in front of him.
But this time, it's completely different from before.
The bloody robe on Zhang Rongfang's body became increasingly black, and the skin of his exposed arms also had a faint hint of hard metal color.
The terrifying power of the ocean wave once again knocked Zhang Rongfang away, sending him back hundreds of meters.
But similarly, the wooden man's right fist also exploded from fist to forearm.
With this punch, it hit, but its own injury was even greater!
Mo Sang Shen was a little confused, but soon became even more furious.
Taking advantage of the environment, he quickly appeared behind Zhang Rongfang and punched the opponent's head hard again.
boom!!
This punch was counter-attacked by Zhang Rongfang's third arm.
In an instant, the wooden man's entire right arm, along with half of his shoulder, exploded into pieces. Countless silver spiritual threads and sawdust were mixed together, flying everywhere.
"In addition to power, what else can it do?"
Zhang Rongfang sighed slightly, his figure flashed and turned into a blood shadow, and he immediately surrounded the wooden figure and launched a series of attacks.
Nothing can stop the combination of his arms, steel skin ability and his own powerful physical body that he has trained hard, and then strengthened by the final pose and blood lotus.
At this time, the hardness has reached an incredible strength.
The super fast speed, combined with the terrifying hardness of the body, brings about a cutting and heavy blow like a battle axe.
Bang!
There is a huge gap in Mo Sang Shen's waist.
Don't wait for it to recover quickly.
Bang!
There was another loud noise, and just after its left shoulder and arm had recovered, they were smashed again.
Bang!!
This time it's the right leg.
Then the left leg.
chest!
And finally...
Head!!
boom!!!
The wooden man's head was completely blown open, but it was different from other places.
What exploded from the core of the head was not a silver spiritual thread.
But red!
laugh!!
Red spiritual threads shot out all over the sky, and a few of them rubbed against Zhang Rongfang's body, easily leaving traces of blood.
But soon, the red color on the spirit line was corroded by the blood gushing from the wound. It turned to silver several times, then from silver to black, and finally turned into ashes and dissipated.
Seeing the wooden head exploding like a ball of fireworks, Zhang Rongfang retreated at full speed, but soon his back hit an invisible film.
This means that we have reached the border of trance.
"Is this considered dead?" Zhang Rongfang stared closely at the endless stream of mosang gods that were still exploding.
"...The external protection has been broken, but the core spiritual thread is still there. You must find a way to eliminate those red spiritual threads. Otherwise, it will revive before long." Bai Lin came back to his senses at this time.
"By the way, why did you suddenly become so hard just now? Not even the God of Morosang can break the protection of skin and flesh?!"
"Is it the core spiritual thread?" Zhang Rongfang recalled the situation when the red spiritual thread hurt him just now. He did not answer Bai Lin's question.
"so be it."
He stared at the mosaic spiritual thread, raised his feet, and walked towards it step by step.
As he moved forward, a large amount of thick dark red blood quickly poured out from under his body.
The blood squirmed and expanded rapidly, spreading and expanding toward everything around it like a shadow.
It seemed that he was aware of the approaching threat.
Mo Sang Shen's ball of red spiritual thread suddenly paused at this moment and suddenly changed from waving it randomly before to rushing towards Zhang Rongfang.
One after another, the red spiritual threads kept flying closer, but as soon as they entered the bloody area under Zhang Rongfang's feet, all the red spiritual threads were lifted up by the blood, and they were all covered.
The bloody field has now spread to a range of thirty meters.
One after another, the spiritual threads rushed towards Zhang Rongfang in the middle of the blood river.
A large number of red spiritual threads were wrapped in blood, turning into silver, then black, and completely turned into ashes.
But at this moment, both Zhang Rongfang and Mo Sangshen have reached a point where they cannot retreat.
"You little mortal, do you think you can rely on such tricks to consume me?"
At this time, half of Mo Sang Shen's head had been regenerated by the red spiritual thread, and he was suspended in mid-air by the spiritual thread, looking down at Zhang Rongfang.
"No matter how powerful you are, you are still only one person! But I am different..."
Mo Sang Shen's voice just fell.
Suddenly the whole Taixu trembled slightly.
New silver spiritual threads began to emerge from the underground soil at high speeds.
A dense mass of spiritual threads rushed towards Zhang Rongfang from all directions.
The river of blood.
The spiritual thread collided with the blood, turning into black ash and white smoke that flew away.
"It's starting to work hard..." Bai Lin looked at this scene with a complicated tone. "This is how it is mobilizing the vitality of all the remaining believers."
Zhang Rongfang also frowned a little at this time.
The large amount of blood loss, coupled with the fact that there was nothing to replenish in this place, made him rely purely on his own huge vitality for support.
But even with his huge health value, under such horrific consumption, there will definitely be signs of weakness.
so.
He raised his head and his eyes fell on the red spiritual line in the center of Mo Sang God.
"White Scale, as long as you get rid of those red spiritual threads, does it count as killing it completely?
"Yes." Bai Lin seemed to have a premonition of what he was going to do. For a moment, his mind was high and tense.
"So…"
A huge pit suddenly exploded under Zhang Rongfang's feet.
His body rose from the ground and rushed towards Mo Sang God like a rocket out of thin air.
Spiritual threads passed by him like raindrops, but none of them could stab him accurately.
As if predicting the future, Zhang Rongfang kept tapping his palms on the silver spiritual thread to use his strength, and moved to avoid more spiritual threads.
At this time, the silver spiritual thread could only cut a shallow crack in the skin of his palm.
The ability of Steel Skin, after superimposing the Blood Lotus and Final Style, has reached a new level of defense strength that far exceeds before.
In an instant, we arrived above the God of Moosang.
Zhang Rongfang opened his arms and looked down at the huge red spiritual line below.
"Let's finish it."
BAM!!!!
It exploded with a muffled sound.
All the flesh and blood of Zhang Rongfang except his head and bones exploded completely at this moment, turning into a dark red storm composed of minced flesh and blood, completely covering the red spiritual thread.
hiss!!
Countless thick smoke billowed into the sky.
The miserable howl of God Mo Sang was mixed in, getting weaker and thinner.
The whole Taixu also began to tremble violently.
Countless cracks appeared on the ground, the light in the sky quickly dimmed, and gray cracks suddenly appeared in the transparent force field blocking the surrounding areas.
"Go quickly! Get out quickly!" Bai Lin screamed.
At this time, Zhang Rongfang's body had only regenerated less than half, and a large amount of blood had completely replenished his basic internal organs and muscles.
Before he could regain his senses, he felt a gentle force on his back holding him up, driving him towards a crack in the sky.
"Is this!?" He was high in the sky and looked down.
The entire land of Taixu is beginning to collapse and shatter everywhere.
Pieces of the earth fell down like puzzle pieces, revealing a deep, pitch-black abyss below.
The woods, the soil, the rocks, the buildings, and even the remains of the corpses of the Mosang cultists all began to flicker and twist slightly at this time.
Just like a TV screen with poor signal, the light and dark are unstable, and the details of the body are gradually blurred.
"Walk!!"
Following Bai Lin's loud shout.
Zhang Rongfang cooperated with her to look up and rush into the cracks in the sky.
puff!
It was as if he had passed through a layer of water at once, his eyes blurred, and he had returned to the gap again.
That is in that mysterious passage.
The surroundings were quiet and dead, except for the door in front of Zhang Rongfang, which on the surface represented the three-tailed snow leopard pattern of the Mo Sang Sect, slowly faded and disappeared.
The door leaf presents a smooth mirror-like effect of silvery white blank.
Zhang Rongfang took a few deep breaths. He lowered his head and looked at himself. In order to completely destroy the god, he had just self-destructed almost all the blood in his body, leaving only a little bit of blood marrow for regeneration.
It can be said that his body at this time still looks like its original shape, but in fact it only weighs a few dozen kilograms.
All empty shelves.
Because the blood remodeling does not have enough nutrients, it can only be done temporarily.
"White scales?"
no respond.
"??" Zhang Rongfang frowned. Bai Lin, who had always been active in the past, was actually silent now?
He sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting for him to leave the gap automatically.
The weak state of his body at this time made him unwilling to do any actions that would consume too much.
But for a minute…
Two minutes...
Until more than ten minutes later...Zhang Rongfang was still not sent back to reality.
He opened his eyes and felt something was wrong.
In the empty, dark passage on both sides, he was the only one sitting cross-legged. This chapter has been completed!