About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

No blood spurted out, and the fracture was as white as jade, just like cut white jade.

"Well, yes, I have to admit, I have never seen such a fast sword in my life," Mass said, bending down to pick up the arm that fell on the ground, and put it back very casually, "But the way you greet me like this , It’s really a bit impolite, isn’t it?”

As he spoke, he dodged and punched the man in the face.

Hit the front!

The bursting air waves spread out and kicked up billows of sand and dust.

But even such a powerful punch only caused the man's upper body to tilt back about fifteen degrees, but there was not even a scratch on his face.

On the other hand, during the mass, half of his body was shattered by the reaction force and turned into dust.

"Ha, the strength of this punch is not bad," the man nodded, "But why do I think you are not a boxer?"

"Indeed, I have never practiced boxing. I just wanted to punch you to vent my anger," Mass said indifferently, and the missing half of his body returned to its original state in the next second.

"So are you angry enough now?" the man asked with a smile.

"No, on the contrary, I am very angry now," Mass said coldly, "You should know what you have done to this world."

"Huh? Are you angry because of this?" The man looked a little surprised, "Then, what are you going to do? Kill me?"

"I think your proposal is not bad," Miss said with a smile on her face.

"Only you?" The man smiled, "An immortal toy? You don't think that I haven't dealt with an undead like you, do you?"

But Mass didn't seem to want to talk any more nonsense. Before the man finished speaking, he punched the man again.

The man still refused to dodge and allowed the punch to hit his face.

And this punch was even more terrifying than the previous one.

The huge impact once pushed away all the air where the two people were standing, forming a short-term vacuum. The rolled up dust was like an inflated ball, expanding and spreading, and then suddenly exploded, turning into a chaotic sand flow sweeping across. in all directions.

This time, the man finally took a step back.

But the price paid was that Mass's entire body was turned into powder due to the impact that was far beyond its ability to withstand.

Although Mass's body recovered in just an instant, the man still saw, at that moment, a touch of red wrapped in the damaged dust.

Then, he took action.

At a speed that was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish, it instantly pierced through Mass's chest, and then passed directly out from behind.

And in his hand, he was holding a scarlet crystal.

"This is your core, right?" The man tilted his head slightly and looked at the mass with a sneer, "How about it? Can you still speak boldly and ambitiously? How does it feel to hold your life in the hands of others?"

Miss turned her head to look at the crystal held by the man, and then turned back again, her expression still indifferent.

"Yes, congratulations, you caught the core of this body," Mass shrugged, "How about... you try to crush it?"

"Ha, that's interesting," the man sneered, "Why not?"

After saying that, he suddenly exerted force on his palm, crushing the crystal to pieces easily like crushing an ice cream cone.

At that moment, he felt some power disappear.

He subconsciously believed that it was the power that maintained the life of the Mass.

Therefore, he stared at Mass's face, waiting for this ungrateful guy to show his desperate look.

That was his favorite expression.

However, what he saw was a more complicated expression.

He saw Mass looking at the sky, his eyes full of hatred, but deep in the hatred, there seemed to be nostalgia, as if he was seeing an old friend who had been lost for many years.

"Ha, I don't even know how long it's been since I felt like this..."

he muttered to himself.

The man frowned and noticed something was wrong.

He looked up at the sky, but saw nothing unusual...

Do not……

wrong……

In the blink of an eye, he felt that the world was upside down, as if he was about to fall into the sea of ​​blood.

In the blink of an eye, the sky and the sun are back again.

In the blink of an eye, the bloody sky appeared again.

Then, he stared at the bloody sky, and then the sky opened his eyes.

It was a scarlet full moon, looking at the entire land and looking at him.

"Well, it's here," Mass said, looking at the full moon. "Well, come on, I'll leave first..."

In the next moment, his entire body turned into fine white sand and disappeared into the boundless desert.

Looking at the scarlet moon, the man's mouth twitched and he slowly uttered one word:

"Grass……"

38. It’s so scary that your Mass is not like me. I only feel sorry for Chengcheng.

Under the scarlet moon, a man wearing a red cloak stood in the sky.

The sea of ​​bones was churning beneath his feet, and the huge alien bone worms kept making terrifying sanding noises.

He had to admit that he had indeed been tricked. He had not encountered any decent resistance in hundreds of years, so he relaxed a little.

The skeletal giant with a height of [-] feet slowly crawled out from the ground, like an innocent soul from hell, struggling to reach out to him with limbs that he didn't know whether it was a hand or a claw.

But, it doesn't matter.

Blood-red raindrops pattered, and the scarlet-dyed bone dragon stretched its wings. The stretched skeletal wings were thousands of meters wide.

The so-called conspiracy, in the face of absolute power, is ultimately just a weak trick.

A skeleton worm the size of a train suddenly sprang out from the ground, opening its huge mouth full of barbs, ready to swallow him whole.

However, the next second, the worm's head seemed to have suffered some invisible violent impact, and half of its head was blown into pieces. The huge impact caused its huge body to collapse.

The man gently retracted his right leg and looked down at the chaotic hell-like scene, with a smile on his lips.

"What a magnificent scene," he murmured, "this trip did not disappoint me..."

The next moment, he drew his sword.

"It's just a pity," he looked at the ancient desert city not far away that was swallowed up by the sea of ​​bones, "I'm afraid such a beautiful work of art cannot be preserved."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling light condensed on the sword. He turned around and struck down with his sword towards the sea of ​​bones.

The glow exploded, and the huge energy formed a golden hemisphere on the ground. It exploded suddenly, and the dazzling halo swept across a kilometer in radius, sweeping countless insect and bone beasts into dust.

The man standing at the center of the explosion slowly stood up and raised his chin provocatively at the blood moon in the sky.

The next moment, countless bone whips like alien tentacles suddenly sprang out from under his feet and wrapped around him.

The man moved lightly, slashed back most of the sword, and then jumped up, intending to dodge the remaining bone whip.

But at this moment, a huge shadow appeared above his head, and the giant's heavy fist hit him like a meteorite falling from the sky.

"boom!"

The heavy fist hit the ground, stirring up sand and dust that stretched hundreds of miles, setting off a sandstorm in the center of the entire desert.

The power of destroying heaven and earth.

But, in the next moment, the mutation regenerated, and a dazzling light lit up from underneath the giant bone fist.

Looking below the fist, the man who was as small as an ant compared to this giant was able to withstand the heavy blow like a mountain with just his left arm and elbow.

And that dazzling brilliance is just a small radiation escaping from the huge energy accumulated in the holy sword in his hand.

"The power is not bad, and it is indeed worthy of my slight defense," the man sneered, "But with your size, are you used as a target?"

After the words fell, he raised his heavy sword.

The dazzling light turned into a thousand-meter-high golden crescent and rose into the sky, splitting the ten thousand-foot giant in half. At the crack, the remaining golden light seemed to be still brewing energy.

"Since it's a skeleton, it shouldn't be enough just to cut you in half," the man said, turning around, "Then, turn into dust for me..."

Golden light exploded.

The giant giant was like a white paper on fire, constantly being burned and decomposed by the golden flame, and then turned into fly ash.

"So," the man raised his head, looked at the full moon provocatively with a maniacal smile, and asked loudly, "Who do you plan to let die next?"

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Underground, in a closed space.

Ya Yin and others are still staying here in silence, and the lifeless atmosphere is enough to make it difficult to breathe.

At this moment, suddenly, the barrier covering the space disappeared, and the light of the sunstone on the ceiling illuminated the space again.

"Okay, come out. I've arranged the entire underground area." Mass walked in with a crystal staff in his hand, "Huh? What's wrong with you? Why did you all fall to the ground with shaved ice on your face? expression?"

When they heard the sound of the mass, everyone was stunned for a moment, then turned their heads and looked at the mass in astonishment.

"Mr. Mass?" Callidora asked first, "Are you...are you okay?"

"Ah? What's wrong? You don't think I'm dead, do you?" Miss spread her hands, "Do I look so unbeaten?"

"No, but that tyrant..." Yayin asked in disbelief, "He, have you tried to get rid of him?"

"That's not true, otherwise I wouldn't have to set up the outer barrier," Mass sighed, and immediately looked up, "There are other things fighting him now, so I came down first."

"Something else?" Callidora was stunned, "Is it the kind of enhanced blood moon?"

"Ah? Oh, you said the one you saw, no, that's not a strengthened blood moon," Mass shook his head, "In fact, it's quite the opposite. It's already an extremely weakened blood moon, just smaller than usual." The periodic little fights are just a little bit stronger."

Callidora and Jilunini looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

The terrifying bone dragons that are dozens of meters long are still vivid in their minds. If this is just an extremely weakened blood moon, what will the real blood moon look like?

"So, you didn't plan to leave before..." Callidora looked at Mass, "Did you want to rely on the blood moon..."

At this point, she couldn't go on.

Because this idea was too crazy in her mind, so crazy that she didn't even have the courage to say it out loud.

"Well, I do want to kill him," Miss smiled, "Why, is it impossible to feel it from the bottom of my heart?"

"Ah, haha," Callidora scratched her cheek, acquiescing.

"So, have you succeeded?" Yayin asked, "Or do you think there is hope of success?"

"If you asked me this question yesterday, I would probably tell you without hesitation that I would succeed," Mass shrugged, "but now, all I can say is, I don't know..."

The crowd fell into brief silence again.

Mass was also a little helpless. When his two fists hit the man's face, he knew that even the strongest bone beast would be difficult to effectively kill this man.

This guy is so hard.

It's obviously a body of flesh and blood, but it's so hard that it doesn't look like a human being at all.

Sighing, he looked around, suddenly realized a problem, and asked: "Huh? Where is Liu Ji?"

"Liu Ji?" Yayin was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted, "This pronunciation, is this his name?"

"Ah, yes, it's the little guy with green hair," Mass nodded, "Where are the others?"

"Uh, this..." Yayin hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the potato seedlings in front of her and showed it to the mass, "You may not believe it, but he is here."

39. Let me out! I won’t make potatoes anymore!

Liu Ji was a little panicked.

No, I was very panicked, very panicked, extremely panicked.

Ever since he turned into a potato due to some inexplicable strong instinct, he found that he could not change back.

He had never felt this way before. Even though he had been a potato for who knows how many years, he had always felt that he could transform back into a human with just a thought.