Paradise of Demonic Gods Chapter 510: Fitness and death

The combination of Talant and Fang Xingjian is that Talant directly imitates Heavenly Abyss Doom Armor with its own special body structure, and it is directly attached to Fang Xingjian like armor.

It doesn't seem to make any difference, but Talant has devoured the 2nd layer's perfect Demigod body. After being integrated into the body of Fang Xingjian, Fang Xingjian can directly extract the power of 1440 Specialty Seed .

This fit, Fang Xingjian only felt that endless power emerged from the void, and the blood in his body seemed to be like the Yangtze River.

At this moment, Fang Xingjian felt that his physical strength suddenly increased tenfold and hundredfold. The endless power emerged from the Specialty Seed in the body, making him feel extremely happy.

Slightly stepping under his feet, a wave of air was generated in the air. He had already flew out for a full ten kilometers, and stepped out again under his feet, accompanied by thunderous sounds of the body breaking through the air. Already thousands of meters away.

"Sure enough, after you and me merge, my physical strength grows madly, and even above the general 2nd layer complete Demigod."

"The physical strength has been greatly enhanced. In conjunction with my original Sword Technique repair, my combat power on Earth is also stronger."

"But ... I will be stronger."

Thinking of this time's opponent, Fang Xingjian's mind ignited a turbulent negative emotion. In this battle, no matter what the opponent used to display such tricks and make any arrangement, he would not allow himself to fail.

At this moment, the close-fitting Talant said, "Okay, let's break the fit first."

"Huh?" Fang Xingjian said, "Are you no longer comfortable?"

"Adapt to a ghost." Talant annoyed: "You try to see the meat and meat on the body with a man, no, I will vomit ..."

"Huh? Where are you spitting in this state now?"

"I don't know, but I feel like I can't help it."

...

In the sky, Fang Xingjian looked at the ground under his feet and fell into deep contemplation. Specialty Seed was condensing all the time, and Martial Intent was constantly practicing.

But if you want to increase your combat effectiveness by another qualitative within the next month, the common method is too late.

At this moment, Fang Xingjian suddenly glanced slightly and looked at a street dozens of kilometers away.

On the street, dozens of dead men with machetes forced a teenager into the corner.

The beard headed shouted, "Boy, do you know who covered this street, and dare to break our good deeds? I won't take your arm today, we won't hang around in this street in the future."

The teenager said angrily: "A group of thieves steal things, who can't control them? You better think clearly, stealing things is not punishment. If you dare to hack me today, you all have to go to jail!"

"Oh, boy, you are crazy."

"Cut him! See if he dares to be so crazy."

"If he wants a hand, he knows that he is afraid."

In a moment, more than a dozen people rushed up, under the chaos, the boy barely resisted a few times, and was already bathing in blood, the next moment a machete fell towards his face door, apparently he was going to get him at all To die.

Facing the knife that fell to the face, the teenager's mind was suddenly blank, an unprecedented fear filled his brain, paralyzing his body, twitching his muscles, and the blood flowing down his body was flowing at a high speed.

But the next moment, the long knife broke, and Fang Xingjian was already standing in front of him.

Everyone at the scene did not see how Fang Xingjian appeared in front of them. It is even more impossible for these little people at the bottom to know who Fang Xingjian is.

The beard said in surprise: "Who are you? Want to cover this kid?"

Fang Xingjian didn't look at him, just turned to look at the boy, feeling the terror in his heart.

"This is the fear between life and death, it may be the greatest fear of human beings."

The bearded man looked at Fang Xingjian like this, and said with a sneer: "Another pretending, brothers hack him!"

But the next moment, a cold Sword Intent swept across, and the sound of the machete falling to the ground was endless. All the knives had become vegetative and fell to the ground.

The beard screamed as if he had met a ghost, and he fell to the ground with a thump. I didn't know he had met an expert: "Big ... Big ... Master, please forgive me."

But he looked up, where was the trace of Fang Xingjian, and then he felt a pain in his chest. I don't know when he had a large hole in his chest, and the blood was coming out like tap water.

Feeling the fear of the beard before his death, Fang Xingjian felt a kind of enlightenment.

‘I want to further refine my Martial Intent, I ’m afraid I have to rely on the fear between life and death. ’

What is the scariest thing in the world? Different people may say different things, but the answer is probably the most dead.

That's the instinct of living things, the instinct of humans, the thing that everyone is most unwilling to face, but can't help but face.

In the next month, Fang Xingjian began various attempts with only one purpose, to approach death, to threaten its potential with death threats, to further hone its own will, and to slash its deities. The fifth sword is completely completed.

In the beginning, he put himself in danger. He fell from a height of 100,000 meters and smashed a large pit directly.

He went deep into the ditch tens of thousands of meters, and hone Sword Technique in the darkness of the deep sea.

He jumped into the volcanic magma, went deep into the ground, and watched the rock formation devour himself a little bit, squeezing himself.

He soaked himself in liquid nitrogen, feeling that his body temperature dropped a little, and his heartbeat became slower and slower.

He didn't notify anyone to assist him, because then he lost the test of death threats.

After that, the forces on Earth could not make him feel dangerous, he changed his way.

...

He walked on the battlefield, looking at the bullets, and one cannonball took away one life after another.

"Who are you!" a soldier shouted at Fang Xingjian, who was walking in the battlefield like a ghost, and shouted, "Stop, don't move!"

But the next moment, Fang Xingjian has disappeared before his eyes, just like a real ghost.

He came to the civilian cave, looking at each one with numbness, desperate eyes, watching each of the thin figures fall to the hospital bed, facing the death calmly.

An old man stared blankly at the sudden Fang Xingjian in front of him, watching the other party float slightly on the ground, and a trace of sword light behind him wrapped around like wings, and could not help asking: "Are you an angel?"

Looking at the old man's last smile, Fang Xingjian dissipated in the air.

Watch the death, witness the death, observe the death.

In the last few days, the death of Fang Xingjian became heavier and worse. He looked like a ghost from a ghost, came to the hospitals, and watched every day his life passed away.

Angry, despair, fear, dullness, numbness, and death, everyone shows a different attitude.

Until the last day before the war time, Fang Xingjian came to a run-down hospital and found an empty hospital bed lying on it.

In the past month, he has tried a lot, seen a lot, experienced a lot, and has a special experience of death.

But it's always a little worse.

Fang Xingjian knows that it's time to go further.

After entering the hospital, no one seemed to be able to see him, and no one asked him why he was lying on the bed.

Fang Xingjian just lay on the hospital bed, slowly closing his eyes.

This time, he will face death himself.

At the moment he closed both eyes, his breathing was getting lighter and weaker, and his heart was beating more and more slowly. In the end, the whole person seemed to have completely lost his breath and turned into a cold stone. (To be continued.)