Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 499 Trace Elements
Shan Futian said nothing, but Mr. Liang still did not give up.

"Hello, hello? Oh Tian, ​​can you hear me?

"I have a new idea, the opportunity is rare, how about you try to steal her self-produced crystal clusters, this is called economic sanctions, surrender without fighting, what do you think?
"And..."

Liang De put forward several constructive suggestions in a row, but there was no response from the other end, probably Shan Futian had indeed closed himself.

"He's a shovel, he can't do a simple job of sabotaging the enemy's rear, so what's the use of being handsome!"

It was too late to say any more, Liang De disconnected from Shan Futian's spiritual connection, and kicked towards the dark red turbid current attacking in front of him.

I saw a massive amount of internal air spurting out from under his feet, quickly condensed into a film like a casing, and then tightly wrapped the rushing digestive juice.

When the black oxford shoes hit the turbid current, the wanton flow of digestive juices had already been restrained by the inner air membrane into a red sausage that trembled at both ends, forcefully swallowing the [-]-success force macho shot.

Before it could bounce too far, Liang De jumped up, rushed forward, and punched the "red sausage" that had been kicked in half.

The fist-swinging figure stopped in mid-air, and the bound turbidity blasted away.

The blood rain burst out, completely smashing the precarious space barriers around, and the layers of void intersected and penetrated, and the obstacles between Liang De and Mi Xiang disintegrated like crystal glass.

Liang De withdrew his fist and stood in the center of the flesh and blood maze made up of countless digestive organs.

After stripping away the complex space environment, the battlefield is finally a bit cleaner.

"Mr. Mi, I'm ready, how about you?"

He was answered by an impatient bowel rumbling.

The intestines entangled and squirmed, like a group of faceless snakes crawling out of their nests, surrounding the tiny figure with a wet and sticky smell.

Mi Xiang's laughing and joking voice seemed far away:
"What can you do if you penetrate the void... Make it seem like I need to hide from you, and I'm not afraid of you, I'm right here, come, come and hurt each other."

"You are not afraid of me because you don't know me well enough."

Liang De looked straight ahead and said:

"But it's okay, you'll get to know me soon."

He seemed to lose sight of the things that wanted to be eaten by him, put one hand in his pocket, and walked straight forward.

The faceless snakes of intestines and stomach swarmed up and swallowed him, forming a sealed cavity around him.

Under the group of snakes, the dark red digestive juice gushes out like a tide, and fine and dense white sharp teeth grow out of the folds of the intestinal tract and stomach wall, piercing and biting the body of the prey.

In the darkness, Liang De didn't even pull out his left hand from his pocket.

He waved his right hand indifferently and tore apart the stomach in front of him, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it.

Fighting flesh and blood with flesh and blood, in the most direct way.

He kept moving forward, and when his body was bitten to pieces, he changed to another body and continued to move forward, stepping over blood and bones, his own corpse, and himself who was strewn with corpses.

He passed through a maze made of man-eating snakes and insects, and the exit of the maze was another maze.

The rice elephant kept digesting the body he dropped, and aroused new minions.

Wherever her world unfolds, both living and dead things will eventually become food for her nourishment.

Liang De's premonition of death before was not wrong. His scumbag fighting style might indeed be eaten up by this type of opponent, leaving no scum left.

But he has been swallowed by the rice elephant, how can he get out...

"Hey!"

Mi Xiang sat on a high mountain of corpses, dangling his two slender legs, and burped comfortably.

"Are you trying to support me to death, is this your plan?"

"If you think so, I can't help it." Liang De turned around and replied.

"If you want to fill me up, these few taels of meat are not enough."

She ate a lot, but was far from full.

There are only hundreds of thousands of warriors in the flesh, tasteless, and the calories are not marked, so it is no different from zero calories.

Mi Xiang rubbed his hands, and said to Liang De as if discussing:
"My sister is not greedy for your body, don't throw away the corpse, just take out the soul, I like to eat that.

"Little Liang, I don't think you're a serious warrior, so don't engage in the fight to the last moment, it's unnecessary.

"You cooperate a little bit, I'll make it easier for you, you honestly bring yourself up, and I'll leave your soul for you to return to the original realm of self-nature, so you may not be unable to live.

"You give me a convenience, and I'll give you a chance. It's better to live than to die, what do you think?"

Liang De: "Mr. Mi, I feel your sincerity. It would be a lie to say that you are not moved, but..."

"only?"

"My soul, haven't you already eaten it?"

Liang De blinked at her, and Mi Xiang, who was sitting on the top of the mountain of corpses, suddenly seemed to be choked by something, and choked his neck in pain.

Under her tight white skin, there are five colors of light that are as fine as dust floating faintly.

"How is it possible...you..."

"You still don't know how to eat rice, and you can't taste the taste if the portion is small. Fortunately, your digestive system is sensitive enough and your absorption capacity is outstanding."

Liang De put away his right hand and looked at the twitching gastrointestinal organs on the ground, as if he saw something interesting.

"I've been thinking about why my premonition of death is so strong, why do you decide me, and why I reached this agreement with you.

"You entered the world earlier than me, and your work experience is hundreds of years richer than mine, but the combat power of the original practitioners is not ranked in order of merit.

"Everyone is a subordinate of Baijie. At most, my Jieyuan expansion is not as long as yours, and the time is a little shorter than yours. There is no essential difference. Then where is my fatal disadvantage?

"I just figured this out a while ago."

Liang De looked up at Mi Xiang: "When I used the warrior's spiritual sense to spy on you, you and it discovered it at the same time, and it couldn't find you.

"It was you who reached a consensus with it. Both you and the martial artist Lingjue think that I can't find you, and you have no taboos, and both body and spirit can take everything, so you think I can only struggle to death in your stomach.

"Just because it's wrong and it can't find it doesn't mean I can't find it."

Mi Xiang's resident body swayed and rolled down from the mountain of corpses. She pinched her neck with both hands, half kneeling in the flesh and blood with a hideous face.

"You... are crumbs."

"That's right, it's crumbs."

Liang De nodded and said:
"The superficial connection between your body and spirit is so weak that there is almost no one, so you can eat whatever you want, and you are not afraid of food poisoning at all, and you can also prevent others from finding you along the body of the resident body. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone, but in this way, you Feedback from the digestive system is inevitably a bit dull.

"So I tried to add a little bit of powder crumbs ground from the soul into the body that I fed you. The trace elements are easy to absorb and digest. It is so prominent that even the children next door can't smell it.

"I don't think you can digest the soul with the stomach made of meat outside, there must be another system, as expected.

"Mr. Mi, how are you? How do you feel now?"

　Thank you everyone, see you tomorrow ('')

　　
　
(End of this chapter)