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Chapter 1097, This is... the Demon Swallowing Emperor?
Chapter 1097, This is... the Demon Swallowing Emperor?
"It seems that although this consciousness space is completely virtual, I can have all the abilities in reality here."
Fang Chen's combat power itself can only be displayed perfectly in a complex terrain environment. Head-to-head confrontation is just the tip of the iceberg of Fang Chen's complete combat power!
The sonic boom of strength will resound in this space from time to time.
Although this illusory consciousness space map is complicated, Fang Chen has the reaction and judgment ability like a hunter with many years of experience in the deep mountains and old forests.
Fighting in this environment is undoubtedly a duck to water.
Amidst the screams that rang out from time to time, those who participated in the martial arts contest to recruit relatives were also becoming less and less.
Fang Chen sneered, but it took about half an hour of high-frequency fighting.
Fang Chen found something wrong;
"Where's that guy Qin Muhuai?"
Logically speaking, this Qin Muhuai probably hated him to the bone. Thinking about it, this guy would not give up this opportunity to give Fang Chen a fatal blow!
For more than half an hour, Fang Chen hadn't even seen Qin Muhuai.
Ordinarily speaking, Qin Muhuai's temperament is not like a person who can hold his breath!
Fang Chen couldn't help becoming more cautious. After all, the so-called ancestral pavilion's consciousness space is the territory of the poisonous pavilion. Who knows what other means Qin Muhuai has here.
What's more, Xia Muzhi's branded sound transmission just reminded Fang Chen to pay attention to the demon-swallowing magic trace.
Although Fang Chen didn't notice any signs of Devouring Demon's appearance for a while.
However, he did not dare to take it lightly.
Outside, Fang Biyun confronted the bald man with a sneer. In the man's hand was a jade tablet, about the size of a palm, with more than a dozen light spots on it.
"The person who holds the token of the poisonous pavilion turns into a red light spot, and the person who does not hold the token is that kid, and what he turns into is a blue light spot."
It seems that Fang Chen really has two brushes in that consciousness space.
Unexpectedly, in just half an hour, nearly a dozen people were eliminated under the gaze of the bald man.
"Hehe, it looks like my lover is even better!".
"I'm afraid this Asura mode won't be able to stop him!".
Fang Biyun crossed his arms and glanced coldly at the light spot on the jade tablet.
But the bald man had a sneer on the corner of his mouth;
"It seems a little too early for you to be happy."
After saying this, the bald man glanced meaningfully at the jade tablet in his hand, and immediately there was a cruel gleam in his eyes.
Qin Muhuai has some other means in that consciousness space, although he doesn't know what Qin Muhuai's so-called hole card is, but this guy once mentioned his bargaining chip to the bereaved man.
……
"Good guy, why is there a palace in this consciousness space?".
Fang Chen has already gone deep into the desert. In the desert of consciousness space, there is a palace covered by wind and sand.
It seems that there is a mysterious coercion in the palace.
Fang Chen walked in the direction of the palace. At this moment, Fang Chen was surprised to find that a figure quickly came out from a certain direction and ran towards the palace.
"Huh! Qin Muhuai!?"
This Qin Muhuai has never shown up since the trial of Shura mode.
Fang Chen thought this guy was hiding, but he ran to the vicinity of the palace, but what kind of wishful thinking is this guy Qin Muhuai planning?
"Where are you going!?"
The gentian silver gun in Fang Chen's palm instantly emerged, and he threw it directly as a javelin, turning into a flash of light and rushing towards Qin Muhuai's direction.
It's a pity that Qin Muhuai seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and he didn't intend to fight Fang Chen at all. He turned his head and walked into the palace without even looking at Fang Chen behind him.
Fang Chen frowned;
"What the hell is this guy doing?".
Fang Chen chased into the palace and circled around.
But Qin Muhuai's figure was not seen at all. In the center of the palace, there was a huge boulder. The stele looked exactly the same as the boulder surrounded by futons in the Ancestral Pavilion.
"What the hell is this thing?"
Fang Chen squatted down and took a look at the lines on the stele. The lines seemed to vaguely resemble Chinese characters, but the lines seemed to be fonts that did not belong to this era.
Fang Chen could barely understand a little bit.
"Holy Realm... use domain suppression... to eliminate demons, and fight to the death...".
"What the hell, these fonts seem to have really dried out over time, and they are completely indistinct. Who can understand just a few words!".
Fang Chen frowned, but there seemed to be a strange feeling in his subconscious mind, as if the legendary forerunner of the Poison Pavilion should have fallen during the battle with the Demon Devourer.
That's why there are magic marks on this guy's inscription.
Fang Chen subconsciously put his palm on the stele, wanting to wipe off the dust on it and see the characters below clearly.
But at this moment, Fang Chen actually felt a terrifying suction surge under his palm, and he tied his palm firmly to the stone tablet.
Fang Chen's eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty.
"What's happening here?".
At this moment, the world before Fang Chen's eyes suddenly began to change. The surrounding palaces disappeared and replaced them with a huge mountain.
It seems to belong to the past witnessed by the stele, the history of certification.
This picture was preserved by the stele with unknown power.
The moment Fang Chen touched it, it was transmitted to Fang Chen's mind.
"Is this the picture recorded in the stele?"
Fang Chen's eyes widened, and he saw a gray-black bamboo pavilion on the top of the mountain in the picture. In the courtyard, a one-eyed old man in ancient robes was sitting cross-legged. There was a stone tablet hanging high above the old man's head. He recognized that it was exactly the stele in the hall just now.
On the bamboo pavilion, there is also a plaque with the big word Poison Pavilion on it!
Is this the predecessor of the former Poison Pavilion?
That imposing manner and scale, in Fang Chen's view, are almost as good as the current Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion!
At a certain moment, all of a sudden, there was a storm!
Fang Chen's pupils almost contracted suddenly, because he felt the sky began to change into another color, booming——
There are bursts of thunder rolling within the cloud cover, like an endless darkness passing through, and the tumbling clouds and smoke seem to have a falling planet that is about to hit the ground.
The behemoth that is full of eyeballs gives people a sense of invincibility.
Just looking at it with the naked eye, Fang Chen felt a sharp pain in his eyes.
Countless young people in the mountain gate below looked up at the sky, presumably those people were probably the former disciples of the Poison Pavilion, seeing this shocking change, the disciples all ran away in fright.
The magic is coming slowly!
Fang Chen took a sharp breath;
"Is this the Demon Swallowing Emperor?".
(End of this chapter)
"It seems that although this consciousness space is completely virtual, I can have all the abilities in reality here."
Fang Chen's combat power itself can only be displayed perfectly in a complex terrain environment. Head-to-head confrontation is just the tip of the iceberg of Fang Chen's complete combat power!
The sonic boom of strength will resound in this space from time to time.
Although this illusory consciousness space map is complicated, Fang Chen has the reaction and judgment ability like a hunter with many years of experience in the deep mountains and old forests.
Fighting in this environment is undoubtedly a duck to water.
Amidst the screams that rang out from time to time, those who participated in the martial arts contest to recruit relatives were also becoming less and less.
Fang Chen sneered, but it took about half an hour of high-frequency fighting.
Fang Chen found something wrong;
"Where's that guy Qin Muhuai?"
Logically speaking, this Qin Muhuai probably hated him to the bone. Thinking about it, this guy would not give up this opportunity to give Fang Chen a fatal blow!
For more than half an hour, Fang Chen hadn't even seen Qin Muhuai.
Ordinarily speaking, Qin Muhuai's temperament is not like a person who can hold his breath!
Fang Chen couldn't help becoming more cautious. After all, the so-called ancestral pavilion's consciousness space is the territory of the poisonous pavilion. Who knows what other means Qin Muhuai has here.
What's more, Xia Muzhi's branded sound transmission just reminded Fang Chen to pay attention to the demon-swallowing magic trace.
Although Fang Chen didn't notice any signs of Devouring Demon's appearance for a while.
However, he did not dare to take it lightly.
Outside, Fang Biyun confronted the bald man with a sneer. In the man's hand was a jade tablet, about the size of a palm, with more than a dozen light spots on it.
"The person who holds the token of the poisonous pavilion turns into a red light spot, and the person who does not hold the token is that kid, and what he turns into is a blue light spot."
It seems that Fang Chen really has two brushes in that consciousness space.
Unexpectedly, in just half an hour, nearly a dozen people were eliminated under the gaze of the bald man.
"Hehe, it looks like my lover is even better!".
"I'm afraid this Asura mode won't be able to stop him!".
Fang Biyun crossed his arms and glanced coldly at the light spot on the jade tablet.
But the bald man had a sneer on the corner of his mouth;
"It seems a little too early for you to be happy."
After saying this, the bald man glanced meaningfully at the jade tablet in his hand, and immediately there was a cruel gleam in his eyes.
Qin Muhuai has some other means in that consciousness space, although he doesn't know what Qin Muhuai's so-called hole card is, but this guy once mentioned his bargaining chip to the bereaved man.
……
"Good guy, why is there a palace in this consciousness space?".
Fang Chen has already gone deep into the desert. In the desert of consciousness space, there is a palace covered by wind and sand.
It seems that there is a mysterious coercion in the palace.
Fang Chen walked in the direction of the palace. At this moment, Fang Chen was surprised to find that a figure quickly came out from a certain direction and ran towards the palace.
"Huh! Qin Muhuai!?"
This Qin Muhuai has never shown up since the trial of Shura mode.
Fang Chen thought this guy was hiding, but he ran to the vicinity of the palace, but what kind of wishful thinking is this guy Qin Muhuai planning?
"Where are you going!?"
The gentian silver gun in Fang Chen's palm instantly emerged, and he threw it directly as a javelin, turning into a flash of light and rushing towards Qin Muhuai's direction.
It's a pity that Qin Muhuai seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and he didn't intend to fight Fang Chen at all. He turned his head and walked into the palace without even looking at Fang Chen behind him.
Fang Chen frowned;
"What the hell is this guy doing?".
Fang Chen chased into the palace and circled around.
But Qin Muhuai's figure was not seen at all. In the center of the palace, there was a huge boulder. The stele looked exactly the same as the boulder surrounded by futons in the Ancestral Pavilion.
"What the hell is this thing?"
Fang Chen squatted down and took a look at the lines on the stele. The lines seemed to vaguely resemble Chinese characters, but the lines seemed to be fonts that did not belong to this era.
Fang Chen could barely understand a little bit.
"Holy Realm... use domain suppression... to eliminate demons, and fight to the death...".
"What the hell, these fonts seem to have really dried out over time, and they are completely indistinct. Who can understand just a few words!".
Fang Chen frowned, but there seemed to be a strange feeling in his subconscious mind, as if the legendary forerunner of the Poison Pavilion should have fallen during the battle with the Demon Devourer.
That's why there are magic marks on this guy's inscription.
Fang Chen subconsciously put his palm on the stele, wanting to wipe off the dust on it and see the characters below clearly.
But at this moment, Fang Chen actually felt a terrifying suction surge under his palm, and he tied his palm firmly to the stone tablet.
Fang Chen's eyes were full of surprise and uncertainty.
"What's happening here?".
At this moment, the world before Fang Chen's eyes suddenly began to change. The surrounding palaces disappeared and replaced them with a huge mountain.
It seems to belong to the past witnessed by the stele, the history of certification.
This picture was preserved by the stele with unknown power.
The moment Fang Chen touched it, it was transmitted to Fang Chen's mind.
"Is this the picture recorded in the stele?"
Fang Chen's eyes widened, and he saw a gray-black bamboo pavilion on the top of the mountain in the picture. In the courtyard, a one-eyed old man in ancient robes was sitting cross-legged. There was a stone tablet hanging high above the old man's head. He recognized that it was exactly the stele in the hall just now.
On the bamboo pavilion, there is also a plaque with the big word Poison Pavilion on it!
Is this the predecessor of the former Poison Pavilion?
That imposing manner and scale, in Fang Chen's view, are almost as good as the current Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion!
At a certain moment, all of a sudden, there was a storm!
Fang Chen's pupils almost contracted suddenly, because he felt the sky began to change into another color, booming——
There are bursts of thunder rolling within the cloud cover, like an endless darkness passing through, and the tumbling clouds and smoke seem to have a falling planet that is about to hit the ground.
The behemoth that is full of eyeballs gives people a sense of invincibility.
Just looking at it with the naked eye, Fang Chen felt a sharp pain in his eyes.
Countless young people in the mountain gate below looked up at the sky, presumably those people were probably the former disciples of the Poison Pavilion, seeing this shocking change, the disciples all ran away in fright.
The magic is coming slowly!
Fang Chen took a sharp breath;
"Is this the Demon Swallowing Emperor?".
(End of this chapter)
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