Rebirth Dominator

Heisha stood on Fang Xiu's shoulders, quite complacent.

"Look! My kittens are all over the world, and I found them so quickly!" The black cat licked its paws and kept showing off its achievements.

Fang Xiu glanced at Heisha: "Yes! It's so fast! Wait a little longer, I can see it directly on the news at dawn!"

Heisha lowered his head, said aggrieved and pitifully: "That's what you said was nearby, who knew it was so far away in the East Gate District."

Fang Xiu went deep into the fog, which could trap ordinary people, but Fang Xiu and Heisha, whose spiritual value reached seven points, had no effect at all with their extremely powerful souls.

"Why does this fog seem to be drilling into my head all the time, as if trying to tear my brain out?" Heisha patted his head with his little paw, and said to Fang Xiu.

At this time, Fang Xiu also saw a car parked on the roadside slope. It was a police car with lights flashing. Fang Xiu looked in from the window and found that everyone inside was asleep. No, the body did not suffer any injuries, nor did there appear to be any abnormalities.

Fang Xiu looked further ahead, and saw several other cars on the road ahead, and the people inside were all the same, falling into a coma in the mist.

Fang Xiu looked at it carefully, and immediately frowned.

Although these people seemed to be breathing steadily and snoring as usual, as if they were really just asleep, but in Fang Xiu's view, this was just an appearance.

In his eyes, there is only an empty shell left here, and their souls have disappeared.

"What, you say this fog can devour people's souls? The souls of these people have been eaten"

Heisha looked at the surrounding fog in horror. This strange fog doesn't look like fog at all. The whole thing flows like smoke. Between the flows, the thread is pulled out like sticky silk sugar. Black ash can be seen falling from it.

"Not being eaten, but disappearing!"

Fang Xiu continued to walk forward, and saw a few more cars. Besides, there were many people lying down in the gray mist. They could be seen everywhere in the woods, in the pavilion on the mountain, beside the boulders, and by the pool. people.

But without exception, their souls all disappeared.

With so many people trapped here, it’s no wonder there’s so much commotion outside. The park, the entrances of Huangyang Mountain, and Sanyang Lake are full of police and search and rescue personnel. They’re all waiting for dawn to enter the mountain and take action. , Dozens of people are missing, which is considered big news in China.

Fang Xiu looked at the top of the mountain: "The source of the fog should be there!"

Although Fang Xiu said this, there was a hint of worry in his eyes. This time, the other party made too much noise.

He took a look at the range of the fog, which stretched over several hills. He heard that even Sanyang Lake took up half of it. With such a vast area, what kind of unknown magic plants exist and how powerful they must be, if If something goes wrong, I'm afraid I really won't be able to close the game.

The road leads to the reservoir behind the mountain, and the road up the mountain is a rugged mountain trail.

Fang Xiu could feel that this power was transmitted from the mountain. He opened his clock eyes, and the whole world immediately turned into a line structure in his eyes. He observed the world from the special angle of the soul.

His gaze and line of sight penetrated the clouds, the mountains, and the earth, watching the world from a high and three-dimensional perspective.

Fang Xiu raised his head and looked towards the sky, a scale appeared in his silver eyes, and the three pointers turned slowly, making a squeaky sound.

But at this moment, his face suddenly changed. He who was calm as usual just now also showed a horrified expression on his face.

On the top of the mountain, a black-gray column of smoke shot up into the sky, covering the sky and dispelling the clouds. The terrifying power that permeated people made Fang Xiu feel a great sense of oppression and chill.

A huge column of black smoke enveloped the entire mountain, spinning towards the sky, as if there were countless dead souls and evil spirits screaming in the black smoke, screaming and screaming, there was a feeling of fingers scratching the blackboard , Fang Xiu's teeth were a little sour, and his head was filled with a crazy and chaotic smell.

"this……?"

It was the first time Fang Xiu saw this kind of existence, and his eyes were shocked. The soaring black-gray smoke column enveloped everything, black ash fell from the sky, and the whole world turned gray.

It's not an ordinary gray, but with a dilapidated power, just like the gray and black after the whole world is burned by fire.

And Fang Xiu stared at the ground under his feet, and he could see that the blackness penetrated into the ground, polluting the underground Gaia consciousness, and a little bit of black ash fell into the ground, penetrating into the endless ocean of light.

At this moment, Fang Xiu felt that the time-space ruler's log on his body had changed again. After he took it out, he immediately saw that the original description above had changed.

Space-Time Containment Order

Item: Tree of Elamon (Necro tree/Gate of Hell/Nightmare tree!)

Traveling through the origin of time and space: 13156 time and space

Characteristics: According to the legend, the tree that can open the gate of hell has part of the power of the god of death, Eramon, and part of the characteristics of hell itself!

Fang Xiu raised his head and looked at the thick black-gray smoke column on the mountain that was connected with the sky and the earth. His face turned black, and he threw the time-space ruler's log on the ground.

Fang Xiu stomped the diary into the mud: "Damn! Can you be more reliable when you step on a horse! Why don't you just bring the god of death from another world!"

"I just mastered an illusion technique! You just brought this thing over here. If I learn to fly with a sword, next time you won't let me kill the three with the sword and kick the Tathagata with my feet!"

Fang Xiu has just mastered an illusion technique with great satisfaction, mastered a little bit of extraordinary power, and has not started to pretend to be tough, so he let himself be tough, among other things, listen to the name, what is the gate of hell, the god of death? , and in the eye of the clock, the soaring column of gray and black smoke, and the black smoke that dyed the whole world in gray and black.

This imposing manner is even more impressive than any great devil coming.

Although Fang Xiu can turn around and leave, after all, although the time-space ruler's diary issued a time-space containment order, there is no requirement that Fang Xiu must complete it, but Fang Xiu knows that if he turns his head, the trouble will become even bigger .

Especially this thing seems to be growing continuously, the range of dense fog is expanding, and it is eroding the underground Gaia consciousness little by little.

Fang Xiu smoked a cigarette, looked at the wriggling and changing black smoke above the mountain peak, and after hesitating for a long time, he still made a decision.

Fang Xiu flicked the butt of the cigarette, grabbed the ring of the saint that had been carrying around his neck, and tore off the rope. At present, there are only about two times of use left, but if Fang Xiu can succeed, he will It is relatively worthwhile to be able to obtain the Tree of Elamon.

Of course, this is under the precursor of success.

Fang Xiu looked left and right, found a hidden corner, and sat directly under a tree by the road.

He flicked his ring of the saint, and immediately after that, he closed his eyes, like an old monk in meditation, his head drooped deeply, and the whole person seemed to be asleep.

But an illusory and transparent shadow stood out from Fang Xiu's body, the ring of the saint twirled and fell down, a transparent palm grabbed the ring of the saint.

Immediately, I saw the intense white light from the ring of the saint, enveloping Fang Xiu's soul, and Fang Xiu's whole body was transformed into a body made of fluorescent lights, but his current form is no longer that of an ordinary person. , but turned into a silver-haired Taoist in Taoist robes.

Fang Xiu, a silver-haired Taoist, glanced at Heisha. His silver-white eyes revealed a sense of indifference and aloofness. Heisha was so frightened that he immediately curled up on Fang Xiu's shoulders, trembling all over, his whole body trembling. It bowed like a fried hair.

Fang Xiu immediately tapped his toes, and stretched out his hands. The moon-white robe fluttered with the wind, passing across the sky and bushes like a shadow of moonlight. At the top of the mountain.

"Take care of my body!"

A disembodied voice in the distance directly reached Heisha's mind, but from Heisha's point of view, it sounded like a bell ringing in his brain.

Fang Xiu, who had lost his body restraint, was able to fully exert the power of the ring of the saint, and in the battle, he did not have to use the power of the ring of the saint to protect his body all the time to prevent his body from being smashed, or Can not bear.