Planting a sacred tree from Douluo

Chapter 97 Offerings
Because of the restriction of soul skills and soul bones, the endless power of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone can't be used at this moment, but even so, Fang Yuan still persists.

His physical body was extremely powerful, even if he couldn't use the endless energy of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, he was still extremely condensed.

With daily training; the externally attached spirit bone and the strengthening of the 10-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone; coupled with the blending of two celestial grasses, Fang Yuan's physical body can be regarded as indestructible at this moment. Pure Yang Zhigang!
but.

If Fang Yuan's body is a piece of iron that is extremely masculine and strong, then the sea of ​​blood that is constantly eroding Fang Yuan's body is like a wave of hammers, beating Fang Yuan's body frantically.

One stroke or two, for a short while, might not be able to shake Fang Yuan's physical body, but as time goes by, water drops through stone, and no matter how hard steel is, it will soften one day.

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

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

The soul power is restored, and the body relaxes.

After the feeling of numbness faded away, the tormented Fang Yuan was in pain like ten thousand needles piercing his heart. 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 long time, it gradually faded away.

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

Fang Yuan stood up with emotion, and he could clearly feel that in just four hours, there had been a huge change in his body, and the most obvious one was the wave that hovered in his body for a long time. The fishy smell has not faded.

However, this foul smell did not run wild in Fang Yuan's body, but blended into Fang Yuan's body as if in harmony with it.

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

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 be sublimated in a qualitative way, and even his killing god domain may undergo some changes.

But today, let's stop here...

Fang Yuan glanced at the sea of ​​blood, feeling lingering fears about the feeling just now, shook his head, and left the sea of ​​blood with the dark gold three-headed Bat King on his back, preparing to leave Hell Road.

And not long after Fang Yuan left, a blood-red figure appeared in the sea of ​​blood carrying ten blazing sun snakes.

Bloody robe, collared cloak, pale face, if Fang Yuan were here, he would definitely find that this person is his cheap master, the king of the capital of killing, the king of killing!
Unexpectedly, when Fang Yuan was exercising in the sea of ​​blood, the King of Slaughter, who was supposed to deal with the matter in the mouth of the killing envoy, was actually looking at Fang Yuan in this hell road.

"Really, what a perfect body, what a perfect body!"

At this moment, the state of the Slaughter King is obviously a little wrong. His pale skin is covered with mysterious blood lines, and there is a sword-shaped magic line on his forehead. People look completely different than usual.

If we say that the king of killing is a king full of blood and killing.

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

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

Dark red and stinky blood dripped from his wrist and merged into the sea of ​​blood below.

After doing all this, the already pale face of the Slaughter King became even paler, but the evil smile on his face did not weaken in the slightest.

"Not long, soon, soon you will be mine!"

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

The Slaughter King laughed crazily, and his sharp voice caused the bats in Hell Road to become restless and hop around.

Fang Yuan returned to his room to rest.

When I opened the door, the four girls had already stood up. Nightingale was practicing cross-legged with the Zhu sisters, while Huo Yun was reading a book about the City of Slaughter.

Seeing Fang Yuan's return, the four girls all escaped from their state, but Fang Yuan stopped them.

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

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

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

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

Fang Yuan hugged the three girls into his arms with a smile and explained: "After all, the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition is less than two years away."

"The Continental Elite Soul Master Competition?"

As soon as these words came out, not only the three girls were stunned, but even Huo Yun 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, this is the capital of killing, can we also participate in the Continental Elite Soul Master Contest... "

"Who said no?"

Fang Yuan snorted softly: "Since it is called the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Competition, it means that it is open to the whole continent. My Slaughter City has stood on the Douluo Continent since ancient times and is an indispensable part of the whole continent." Why can't I participate in such a big competition?"

"..."

Even though he said that, no matter it was the sisters of the Zhu family, Hua, or Huo Yun who was beside him, they all had strange expressions.

Slaughter Capital participates in the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition?

This is so weird too!

After all, the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition is held every five years, and it has been held for many times, but they have never heard of it, and the capital of killing has participated.

"Son."

Huo Yun at the side said in a low voice: "Although our Slaughter Capital is indeed a part of the mainland, according to the regulations of the Spirit Hall, all forces participating in the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition must have a formal academy."

"Our killing capital..."

"Who told you that we don't have a college." Fang Yuan snorted lightly.

The faces of the women froze, 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 Slaughter City are evil soul masters wanted by the two empires and the Hall of Spirits.

If they are really allowed to participate in the competition, they are afraid that they will be captured by the law enforcement teams of the major forces before they play...

"This is easy to handle. We just need to find some guys who are not wanted, or not."

Fang Yuan smiled and patted the big and small cats' buttocks: "It's like you, and it's like me."

Seeing the women's hesitant to speak, Fang Yuan shook his head with a smile, and explained: "I know what you are thinking, it's nothing more than a matter of identity, these are actually nothing, and you all Don't worry about it."

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

I said that there is a killing academy in the city of killing, who dares to say that there is no such thing?
I said that the Killing Academy is going to participate, who dares to say no?

What, you say no?

The Pope of Wuhundian asked Lao Tzu 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 whimper, "I don't want to go to the competition when the time comes, and I have to do it myself if I beat a few youngsters or something."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the three girls changed immediately, and the little Nightingale at the side even jumped up, and said loudly: "Please don't worry, Son, I will definitely help the Son eliminate all powerful enemies standing in front, for the sake of the Holy Son The son won the crown of champion!"

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

"We will work hard!"

"Yeah, that's what it looks like."

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

"Ah I……"

Huo Yun was a little at a loss.

She originally thought that Fang Yuan's saying that he liked her ability was just an excuse to bring her to the capital of killing, but she really wanted her to come here to be a teacher!

"Don't be nervous, teach well, we have nothing in the capital of killing, just enough resources."

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

Fang Yuan raised Huo Yun's chin with a smile, looked at her shy appearance and laughed loudly: "After all, our teacher Huo is the most outstanding teacher in Blazing Academy!"

"Yes, Holy Son!"

The three women nodded, full of seriousness.

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

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

However, it is not enough!

His requirement for the divine test was to stay in it for twelve hours, that is, a full day, and the time limit before the end of the divine test was less than nine months.

Time was running out, Fang Yuan had no choice but to immerse himself in training hard, squeezing his physical body to the maximum.

It was an indescribable torment. At the most painful time, Fang Yuan didn't even pamper the big and small cats for seven days!
However, the results of the tempering in the past few months are also gratifying.

As Fang Yuan tempered himself in the sea of ​​blood for a long time, his physical body was greatly improved in terms of toughness and strength.Even those medicinal powers accumulated in the body, which belonged to the Qirong Tongtian Ju and Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower, were gradually stimulated 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 killing god domain had also been greatly strengthened.But perhaps because of the foul smell entering his body, Fang Yuan felt that his domain of the killing god had become somewhat similar to that of the king of killing...

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

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

"No, still not!"

On the road to hell, Fang Yuan broke free from the sea of ​​blood, feeling his body's condition, and frowned.

He just stayed in the sea of ​​blood for a full ten hours. It sounds like ten hours is a lot, and it is not too far from the twelve hours required by the divine test.

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

And a month later, his limit is still the same, without any improvement!

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

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

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

For now, Fang Yuan thought of several ways.

One, increase your physical strength!

No matter how strong the bloody aura is, how high is the murderous aura and heat inside, as long as Fang Yuan's body is strong enough, he will be able to resist.

But the problem is that at this stage, Fang Yuan's physical body cannot be improved at all.

After two plants of fairy grass entered his body, Fang Yuan's physical body was already saturated with the medicinal properties of the fairy grass. Even after these months of blood training, Fang Yuan almost absorbed all the participating medicinal power in his body, but his roots had not yet grown up. Before, he was no longer able to take celestial grass.

If you can't take celestial grass and want to improve your body strength, then there is only one way.

Soul bone!

The soul bone is the soul core of the soul beast, and it is the condensation of the power of the soul beast.By absorbing the soul bone, one can absorb the most powerful and special power of this soul beast during its lifetime, so that one's own body can evolve to a certain extent.

For example, Fang Yuan owned the right metacarpal bone of the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear, and the right leg bone of the 10-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, both of which were true.

These two soul bones gave Fang Yuan a lot of physical strength. If Fang Yuan can continue to get the soul bones, then Fang Yuan is absolutely confident and will continue to stay in the sea of ​​blood.

But the question is, where can I find such a high-quality spirit bone?
In Fang Yuan's mind, a blood-red figure sitting on the throne flashed across.

"The inventory of the Slaughter King may have..."

But soon, this idea was suppressed by Fang Yuan.

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

Besides spirit bones, is there any way to increase the strength of the body?

some.

Fang Yuan touched his forehead, the red-purple god's brand.

Here, there is the second method.

Rakshasa's second test!
……

"You mean, the current you have reached the bottleneck, and you 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 Rakshasa second test requires a 5-year-old soul beast, so I hope to go to the Star Dou Forest to complete the test."

"5-year-old soul beast..."

The Slaughter King fell silent, and after a while, he waved at Fang Yuan.

"You don't have to worry about this, I'll help you out. Body training in the sea of ​​blood is indispensable for a day, and you should stay in the sea of ​​blood during this time."

"This... I understand the king."

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

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

He couldn't understand Fang Yuan's situation well at the moment, because during this period of time, Fang Yuan's daily body training in the sea of ​​blood was all in his eyes.

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

If he was allowed to leave the capital of killing at this moment, who knew that the fishy aura would be in vain.

Earlier, Fang Yuan left the Slaughtering Capital, saying he was getting a few soul rings, but when he came back, he had completely changed!

This time, the Slaughter King didn't dare to let Fang Yuan go out indiscriminately. If something went wrong, everything he had done during this period would be in vain.

"We must not let him leave the killing capital!"

"But the 5-year-old soul beast..."

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

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

"Yes, great king."

Not long after, the figure of the killing knight appeared in the hall.

"Wang, are you looking for me?"

The King of Slaughter looked at the figure of the Knight of Slaughter and remained silent for a long time. Just when the Knight of Slaughter was puzzled and wanted to raise his head, the King of Slaughter stood up.

"follow me."

The Slaughter Knight was curious, but he didn't say much, thinking that the Slaughter King had some special task for him, so he silently followed behind the Slaughter King.

It was pitch black all around, but the killing knight could feel that the surrounding terrain had been going 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 Slaughter Knight is full of curiosity. He has been in the Slaughter City for decades. As a Slaughter Knight, he has a high status in the Slaughter City, and his strength is second only to the Slaughter King.

But he had never been to the underground of the Slaughter Castle.

"come in."

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

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

Stepping into the door, you will see an empty hall.

The hall is extremely spacious, and the surrounding walls are inlaid with crystals containing soul power, which looks quite luxurious, but there is nothing else other than that.

Not even a serving squire.

The Slaughter Knight stepped into the palace, and just when he was wondering, he suddenly saw a figure in the corner of the palace, in the area that was not yet illuminated by the candlelight.

It was a shriveled figure.

The guy was blood red all over, his skin was red, and he didn't have any hair on his body.

It has sharp minions on its hands and feet. Although it looks like a human being, it has nine heads and a pair of wings on its back. It looks a little broken, like a broken banner, hanging from its back.

Although it looked terrifying, the Slaughter Knight didn't feel the slightest breath of life on his body, so it looked like a deformed and ugly pendant.

"Are you ready, Sid?"

"What, what?"

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

But just when he raised his head again, a mass 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 swift and violent, and the soul power was so strong that the level 96 Killer Knight had no time to dodge and was directly hit.

"King, you!"

The Slaughter Knight suddenly froze, and under that force, he froze in place.

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

That force suppressed his flesh and blood, and the Slaughter Knight wanted to use his soul skills, but a foul smell suddenly erupted.

Killing Field!
This is the power of forbidden magic.

"Wang, what is this..."

The Slaughter Knight looked at the Slaughter King with difficulty, his heart full of puzzlement.

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

"betray."

"Pfft!"

The sound of the body being torn apart sounded, and in the horrified eyes of the killing knight, a fiery beating heart was dug out by the killing king.

The heart was crimson red, and there was a strong medicinal fragrance on it, which was the smell of blood ganoderma.

"It's really delicious. It seems that Fang Yuan took you out to buy a lot of good things."

The Slaughter King grabbed the Slaughter Knight's hair, lifted his pale face, and showed the Slaughter Knight the bottom.

It was a black bat brand, just at the bottom of the heart.

Seeing this brand, the Killer Knight's face became even paler, and he wanted to say something, but the feeling of life passing 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 because of me, without me, you are just a trash in the killing field of hell."

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

"To tell you the truth, you are really nice and up-to-date. And you have worked hard for me for so many years, no credit but hard work, so I am not going to kill you directly."

"me……"

The powerless Slaughter Knight fell on the Slaughter King's shoulder, and the Slaughter King gently patted the Slaughter Knight's back.

"I know your heart, Sid, I know. You are a person who is willing to give up your life for your ideals, for the people you are loyal to, and I have always known it."

"So, I am willing to give you a chance to dedicate yourself to the ideal in your heart."

"What, what..."

Slaughter Knight felt a pain in his neck, and turned his head vigorously, only to find that the shriveled, monster-like guy had stuck to his neck at some point, frantically eating away at his blood and soul power .

The Slaughter Knight wanted to stop it, but he couldn't do it at all. Even his head was straightened back by the Slaughter King.

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

"For your Highness Fang Yuan..."

"Dedicate yourself."

(End of this chapter)