Chapter 210 Tentacles

Fang Zhixing was stunned, and for a moment he couldn't tell reality from illusion.

But as the sky got brighter, Fang Zhixing saw the big tree and the rope that fell on the ground.

For a moment, the feeling of reality gripped him tightly!

Fang Zhixing shook his head vigorously to make himself more awake.

Then he looked for Lingquan Town again.

But no matter how hard he stared, he couldn't find any clues.

Lingquan Town seemed to have never appeared.

But!

[8. Collect 12 Tianluo flowers and 36 Huaxue grass (completed)]

[9. Spend the night in the fourth-level restricted area once (completed)]

[The first level of Tianluo Huaxue Gong·The conditions required for the full level have been met, do you want to upgrade? ]

Fang Zhixing stared at the system panel.

If it weren't for the system, he couldn't tell whether what happened last night was true or false.

"It's not an illusion, it's all real!"

Fang Zhixing looked up, really confused, a little confused.

Luo Qianqian, him, and Uncle Wang...

Could it be that no matter who it is, as long as they spend the night in the restricted area, they will have similar experiences?

In this case, it seems that there is no danger.

And Fang Zhixing also gained unexpected gains.

But why do everyone think that spending the night in the restricted area is a life-or-death situation and extremely dangerous?

The sky gradually brightened.

Hunting teams poured into the restricted area, some yawning, some enthusiastic.

Fang Zhixing came to his senses, no longer thinking about it, and immediately returned to the inn.

He told the waiter to prepare bath water.

In less than half an hour, the waiter prepared the bathtub.

Fang Zhixing closed the doors and windows, took off his clothes, got into the bathtub and lay down.

His whole body quickly relaxed.

His mood also really calmed down.

"Come on!"

Fang Zhixing was determined, and immediately concentrated his mind, and his thoughts flashed.

"Upgrade!"

Suddenly, the vast memories and perceptions of practicing Tianluo Huaxue Gong poured into Fang Zhixing's mind like a flood.

Fang Zhixing immediately felt a headache, and countless brain cells became violently active, absorbing those memories and perceptions at a rapid speed.

Gradually, he entered an indescribable dream.

In the dream, Fang Zhixing saw the breathtakingly beautiful Yan Hongtao, graceful and graceful.

The breathtaking Yan Hongtao stretched out her sexy body, and a blood mist totem appeared on her belly, which was mysterious and unpredictable.

The blood mist totem continued to expand and gradually filled Fang Zhixing's entire field of vision.

In a trance, he was in a thick blood mist.

The blood mist rolled endlessly, lingering around him like sea water.

"Buzz~"

Suddenly, Fang Zhixing heard a grand voice coming from an extremely distant place, ethereal and mysterious, indescribable.

"Shh~"

Gradually, the sound came closer and closer.

It sounded like countless silkworms eating mulberry leaves, or like some indescribable hoarse whisper.

Fang Zhixing only heard the sound, and he felt extremely depressed, and his body became heavier and heavier, as if a mountain was pressing on his shoulders.

Suddenly!

In the distance, in a very, very far place!

It seemed to be millions of light years away!

A huge monster loomed.

It was too big!

Fang Zhixing looked up, but still couldn't see its full picture.

The blood mist around him became thicker and thicker, and the pressure on him became greater.

Fang Zhixing widened his eyes, held his body firm, stood upright, and stared at the huge monster.

He saw the blood mist surge violently, and a blood-red tentacle appeared in the mist.

The tentacle slowly rose up!

Fang Zhixing raised his head high. In front of the tentacle, he was like an invisible dust, small to the microscopic level.

The tentacles pressed down little by little.

Fang Zhixing immediately felt the pressure on his body increase, and his knees were bent little by little.

He took a deep breath, held on, and looked carefully at the tentacle, observing every detail on the tentacle.

His intuition told him that this matter was crucial!

The clearer he could see, the better it would be for him!

The tentacle pressed down a little more!

Fang Zhixing felt as if his whole body was about to fall apart. He took a deep breath and used his explosive skills in vain.

"Blood Net!"

In an instant, his body swelled up and rose to three meters, like a little giant.

Fang Zhixing raised his head, and the tentacles were almost close to his head.

He saw more details.

Then the tentacles smashed down.

Fang Zhixing's whole body collapsed and disintegrated, like a piece of tofu, being ruthlessly and completely crushed and crushed!

"Ah~"

Fang Zhixing screamed and suddenly woke up.

He was still in the bathtub, and the bath water was still warm.

Fang Zhixing quickly checked his body. Fortunately, there was no sign of injury or discomfort.

On the contrary, he felt full of strength and surging.

Only deep in his heart, there was an indescribable fear, as if he had a nightmare.

Fang Zhixing stood up and carefully sensed the changes in his body.

From the outside, his body did not grow taller or become more muscular. There was almost no change.

However, when he clenched his fist, a force far exceeding 150,000 pounds suddenly gathered on his fist.

[First level of demon transformation·Perfection]

[Explosive Skill: Blood Refining Heavenly Net (Lv4)]

[Explosive Skill: Blood-transforming Poison Mist (Lv4)]

"Oh, there are only two explosive skills, all of which are level 4."

Fang Zhixing raised his eyebrows. He originally thought that after reaching the perfection of the initial stage of the Nine Ox Realm, he would be able to awaken many explosive skills.

It seems that more powerful realms often take the route of focusing on quality rather than quantity.

[Blood Refining Heavenly Net: Liberate a point of your body and condense a tentacle. ]

[Blood-transforming Poison Mist: Consume your own Qi and blood, and you will be able to release blood-colored poisonous fog, covering a certain range, weakening the Qi and blood of any creature in the meantime, and doubling the effect on the injured. ]

Fang Zhixing's mind moved, and he was eager to try it immediately.

He raised his right hand, focused all his attention, and a thought flashed through his mind.

"Liberate!"

Instantly, gurgling~

Fang Zhixing's body was filled with the sound of blood and qi gushing wildly, and every blood vessel bulged high.

This is not over yet!

The skin on his right hand suddenly burst open, and a large amount of blood and water gushed out wildly.

However, the magical thing is that the blood did not drip into the bathtub, but flew up instead.

The blood condensed and did not disperse, kneading into a thick tentacle, more than five meters long, and blood-red all over.

Fang Zhixing's body also swelled up, growing to a height of three and a half meters, extremely burly.

At this time, he was a little giant, and his right hand completely turned into a blood-colored tentacle.

The magical thing is that the blood-colored tentacle merged with him, just like his own right hand, without any abnormality or discomfort, and could be manipulated at will.

Fang Zhixing's arm did not move, and the blood-colored tentacle could dance flexibly, just like waving five fingers at ordinary times, there was no difference.

"Blood Refining Heavenly Net can free any part of the body, which means..."

Fang Zhixing suddenly had an idea, and the blood-colored tentacles suddenly retracted and disappeared.

His right hand reappeared, intact.

Immediately afterwards, his ribs squirmed, his skin burst open, and a large amount of blood and flesh quickly gushed out, condensing into a brand new blood-colored tentacle.

This scene was as if Fang Zhixing had grown a third arm.

Fang Zhixing couldn't wait any longer, so he shrank his body, walked out of the bathtub, and put on his clothes.

He quickly left the inn, walked out of the camp, and ran to the depths of the forest in the distance.

Soon, he came to a wilderness area, checked it, and found that there were few people around.

"Come on, let's test it quickly."

Fang Zhixing's heart was surging, and he stretched the blood-colored tentacles as long as possible.

As a result, the blood-colored tentacles could be extended to ten meters away, but in doing so, they would become slender, move slower, and have much less power.

Fang Zhixing began to shorten the blood-colored tentacles again, shortening them by one meter each time, and then smashing them to the ground.

Bang!

Accompanied by repeated tremors, the ground cracked into gullies.

After a while, Fang Zhixing found the trick and determined that the blood-colored tentacles were within a five-meter range. They were fast and fierce, with the strongest attack output and the highest defense strength.

The blood-colored tentacles were very magical. They had the touch of humans and could feel pressure, humidity, temperature, etc., and naturally they could also feel pain.

"My transformation is this blood-colored tentacle!"

Fang Zhixing smiled with satisfaction and compared Xin Zhanhong and the purple-clothed woman.

His blood-colored tentacles were not that strange.

Strictly speaking, the blood-colored tentacles were power-type and still in the category of giant bears.

Of course, he had a trump card, which was the burst skill "Blood Net".

Fang Zhixing maintained the state of the first level of demon transformation and then used the blood net again.

Two level 4 burst skills were superimposed on him.

In an instant, his body suddenly grew to four meters, and his body became even bigger and more majestic, with an oppressive feeling beyond imagination.

The blood-colored tentacles naturally extended to about six meters.

"Good!"

Fang Zhixing couldn't help but feel refreshed. In this state, his strength should exceed that of most people in the early stage of the Nine Ox Realm.

But it's not over yet!

Then, Fang Zhixing used the third level 4 explosive skill "Blood Poison Mist".

Gurgling~

Suddenly, Fang Zhixing felt the blood in his body rushing wildly, pouring out from his pores, and then turning into blood-colored mist, spreading into the surrounding air.

The blood-colored mist became more and more, and continued to spread, gradually covering a range of more than ten meters.

Fang Zhixing looked down and found that the flowers and plants under his feet were fine, but all the ants on the ground fell to the ground and died.

A little sparrow that flew over his head suddenly fell down and died on the spot.

"What a strong poisonous mist!"

Fang Zhixing was shocked, and then overjoyed.

With this poison mist, the enemy's blood and qi can be continuously weakened, and the enemy will become weaker and weaker.

Of course, the use of "blood-transforming poison mist" requires the consumption of blood in the body, which is also a big burden for Fang Zhixing.

"My blood and qi are strong, better than many masters of the same level. The "blood-transforming poison mist" can be used to sneak up on people at critical moments."

"For example, I will first injure the enemy, even if it is only a minor injury, and then release the poison mist, which will definitely be enough to make them drink a pot."

Fang Zhixing quickly made a plan in his mind.

He has three level 4 burst skills, which is definitely an advantage among the same level.

The only uncertainty is whether there is a gap between him and those elites of the aristocratic families in the early stage of the Nine Ox Realm.

After a while, Fang Zhixing returned to the inn, quickly packed his bags, checked out and left.

"Xiaogou!"

Fang Zhixing came to the outside of a valley near the camp. The terrain here was complex and shrouded in fog, so few people came.

Hearing the call, Xiaogou quickly rushed out...