Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the Devil Fruit Tree - Chapter 85
85. Chapter 85 Dead Bald!
Chapter 85 Dead Bald!
Walking step by step in this long bluestone corridor.
The death prisoners on both sides kept screaming. Each of them widened their eyes, with murderous intentions in their eyes, as if they opened the door in the next second, they could rush out and kill Meng Xiao.
“Children! Dare to let me go out!”
“You insult my mother! I want to break your corpses!”
In this way, Meng Xiao just smiled into his ears, and he was not affected by this illusion at all.
Fantasy.
It is really an illusion!
I have gone for a long time.
The scene has changed again.
This time, he was very familiar with the birth of the Soul Village, the birth of the big brothers.
A little bit.
Now I have started to make fantasy in my memory.
Meng Xiao stood at the village and looked around. Not far away, there was a grain world, the earthen house near, and the smell of mud in the air, and the dog barking from time to time.
Here … too real.
If it weren’t for Meng Xiao, he already knew that this was the illusion … he really thought he had returned to the Holy Soul Village.
“Xiao Xiao! Go home for dinner.”
There was a familiar voice behind him, which was the voice of Old Jack.
Turn around.
Seeing that Old Jack smiled, he waved towards him not far away.
Meng Xiao didn’t walk around.
Old Jack seemed to be angry: “Xiao Xiao! Come here!”
Stab.
Meng was raised, and a blue and white thunder slowly condensed into a blade.
shave.
For a moment, he disappeared in place and appeared in front of Lao Jack the next second.
Hands and knives.
Lei Guang flashed.
Old Jack’s illusion was split in two halves.
Look at Meng Xiao.
Thunder scattered, there was no extra expression on his face.
“Come out, this illusion … it’s boring.”
… …
“How can this be!”
In this space, the sound of the evil right face sounded, with a unbelievable tone.
“Your heart is so tough! It is not affected by my illusion!”
The right face is really a little dazzling child.
After tens of thousands of years, he has also seen the soul teacher who can find his illusion, but all of them are over half a year old and have a strong existence.
The only child seemed to see his illusion in front of him.
“Your illusion is really awesome … but your biggest loophole is too anxious.” Meng Xiao said.
“You can use the first magic realm to trap me, but you are too anxious and find that the first illusion is useless to me.
“Fart! How many soul masters did I use this kind of fantasy pit! Do you dare to question my fantasy quality!”
The sound of the right face echoed in this space.
“But … I am surprised, how do you know my memory? Make the image of the old Jack of the Holy Soul Village?” Meng Xiao asked.
“you do not need to know!”
After a harsh long sound, the space was disrupted and broken.
A blood -red ancient tree appeared not far away, and the complete right face clearly appeared in front of Meng Xiao.
“Dead … don’t need to know so much!” The right face yelled, and the space shivered with his voice.
“Well, you are really a criticism, and you ran out of yourself, so you can save a lot of effort!”
Meng Xiao saw his right face, and the smile on his face was even stronger.
He was still thinking about how to find his right face, whoever thought he came out.
“Although I am backward, kill you with a child, as if pinching a ant!” I said with my right face.
“Do you have a hand?”
Forehead….
The right face was asked by this question again.
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He really has no hands.
How can you pinch the ants without a hand …
emmmm.
do not care!
After thinking about no fruit, the scarlet light on his face became stronger.
He has a hunch … After eating the child in front of him, he can restore a lot of soul power!
In a moment.
The branches on his tree were beaten to Meng Xiao like a whip.
Pretend to be like a wind … often with him.
Meng Xiao stood in place without dodging. His body turned into a thunder, and the branches directly passed through without causing a trace of damage.
“This … how is this possible.”
The right face frowned, and he couldn’t ride a sister.
“Surprising? Surprising is still behind!”
Meng Xiao shook his right hand outwards, and then condensed a few basketball -sized star lightning.
Lost your mother!
Pushing forward with his right hand, the star’s lightning was caught by the naked eye, and touched the tree exploding.
The power is not small.
Thunderbolt has always had a wonderful effect on evil charm. In Douro continent, this law has not been subverted.
“Tell me … You have a leg without a leg, running in front of people … Are you not purely a target?”
Meng Xiao didn’t understand the idea of this right face.
Is this having a long time?
Speaking, Meng Xiao saved a few stars lightning and threw it to his right face.
It hurts!
Although the right face resisted several branches, it was still hit.
Fixed target.
It’s hard to think about it.
Meng Xiao always felt that the soul beast in front of him was not as good as the demon tree in his first soul ring.
At least the demon tree can make him hardened and sweaty, and the soul beast in front of him … even the desire to make him do nothing.
“Do you dare not need thunder!”
The right face that was tortured by the spherical lightning for a long time, and finally couldn’t bear to question Meng Xiaodao.
The damage to him is like someone cuts your flesh, cutting 108 knives without touching the key.
This is a torture.
… …
“Oh.” Meng Xiao nodded expressionlessly, and then continued to whip with a thunderbolt.
This right face is really Shi Lezhi.
What the right face just said was like two gunmen confronted. When a gunman saw that the gun on his hand was not good, he asked your opponent if you dare to lose the gun on your hand.
At present, Meng Xiao and the right face are similar to the two gunmen.
“You are so bullied!”
The right face was incompetent.
Then mix all the branches on the tree, hundreds of branches are flying towards Meng Xiaofei, and the scene is a little spectacular.
“It is said that it is useless.”
Meng Xiao turned into a blade with both hands, jumping slightly, dancing in that branch.
The broken dry strip fell, and Meng stood not far from his right face, his eyes were a little indifferent.
“You are not as good as a millennium demon tree.”
During discourse.
In this space, Meng Xiao condensed a medium -sized star lightning, as if he wanted to knot his right face.
… …
This look …
Why is it so familiar.
Seeing Meng Xiao’s indifferent eyes, the figure in the memory gradually became clearer ..
you…
Who are you…
You are the dead bald head!
Um?
Alas ….
(This chapter is finished)