devil fruit supplier

Chapter 341 I am a Red Dust Fairy! (Third watch, the leader of the drinking party, 1550)

"Roar!"

In the void, the scarlet eyes of the hundred-foot-long golden crocodile fixedly stared at the ancient Bodhi tree, and then let out a roar that sounded like it came from the ancient times, resounding through the space.Terrifying sound waves echoed above the reddish-brown earth, and even the rubble of dilapidated buildings in the distance shattered and shattered.

At this moment, the golden crocodile is like a prehistoric beast waking up from a deep sleep.The roar was filled with palpitating cruelty and tyranny, and seemed to be full of endless destruction and killing.The source of the roar seems to represent the most terrifying disaster in the world.

"It's so scary." The timid female student swallowed, and instinctively hid behind the male student, but because she couldn't hold back her curiosity, she poked her head out and looked at the sky in horror.

Amidst the roar, the hundred-foot-long golden crocodile opened its bloody mouth and rushed towards the towering ancient tree. Wherever it passed, the void rumbled.

Whoa!
The ancient Bodhi tree swayed, and the fresh air swayed from the branches and leaves. The ancient tree in front of Leiyin Temple seemed to be summoned, and suddenly rose from the ground.With a whoosh, under the eyes of everyone, it actually directly submerged into the ancient bodhi tree that was thousands of feet tall.

The next moment, the ancient bodhi tree let out a burst of laughter resembling human cheers, and at the same time the branches and leaves shook more and more violently.Just as the huge mouth of the hundred-foot-long golden crocodile came to bite, the branches of the ancient tree suddenly bent and extended into a giant net reaching the sky.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the ferocious and terrifying hundred-foot-long golden crocodile was entangled and restrained by dense branches of ancient trees.

Roar--

After a while, the golden crocodile let out another deafening roar.However, this time there was pain in the roar.

At this moment, the golden crocodile was entangled by the branches of the ancient tree, as if it had been tortured inhumanly, struggling and twisting its body frantically.However, no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't break free from the shackles of the ancient tree.

Moreover, the original size of the golden crocodile was shrinking at a terrifying speed, and at the same time, the branches protruding from the ancient tree could be seen frantically extracting the energy from the golden crocodile.

Fifty feet, thirty feet, ten feet, five feet...

Under the astonished eyes of the crowd, the breath of life of the hundred-foot-long golden crocodile continued to flow away, and its size became smaller and smaller, until it turned into a shriveled crocodile skin in the end.

"Dead, that big golden crocodile is dead!"

"That bodhi tree saved us!"

"I don't know if it can understand us. It would be even better if it could send us back to Earth."

"Our crisis is not over yet, those little crocodiles are still there."

……

Everyone looked at the scene in the sky, their faces were full of excitement at first, and then they looked at the dozens of hundreds of small crocodiles around them, and their faces appeared sad again.

However, to their surprise, the crocodiles did not attack them again.It was those pairs of small eyes staring straight at the thousand-foot-old tree in the sky.There was fear in the eyes.

Whoa!
Just when these little crocodiles were about to run away, the branches of the ancient tree swayed, and the slender branches swept over, and each branch would make a sharp and ear-piercing chirping sound.Accompanied by that little crocodile dissipating into wisps of black mist.

"Now, the crisis is really resolved!" Seeing that the little crocodile around was also cleared by the ancient tree, everyone cheered.

Afterwards, one by one put their hands together and prayed devoutly, chanting in their mouths, all praying for some words about sending them back to Earth.

Whoa!
The ancient Bodhi tree swayed its branches again, and amidst the buzzing sound, it suddenly turned into a ball of dazzling golden light.

"The ancient Bodhi tree has disappeared!"

"There seems to be someone in the golden light!"

"Is it Shakyamuni? It's him, it must be him!"

……

In the dazzling light cluster, a figure appeared faintly.

I saw that figure was shrouded in gorgeous golden light all over his body, as if he was wearing a thick golden battle suit. It was extremely dazzling like a golden fire burning, very imposing, almost like a god coming to the dust.

Seeing the appearance of this figure, Lin Jia, Li Xiaoman and others instantly showed joy and excitement in their eyes.

In their cognition, all those who stand side by side with the Buddha are good people, saints who save all sentient beings and save people in distress.

But as the golden light flashed away, the appearance of that figure gradually became clearer.

Almost at the same time, the expressions of Ye Fan, Lin Jia, Pang Bo and everyone else also changed accordingly, from curiosity, anticipation, surprise, astonishment and finally to a stiff expression!

"God... God stick!"

Uniform sounds of surprise resounded through the world.

At this moment, the expressions of Ye Fan, Pang Bo and the others froze as if a bolt from the blue had been hit on the head, and they stared at Wu Fang dully with lost eyes.

All of them opened their mouths wide open, dumbfounded, their brains seemed to have lost their ability to command, and they stood there motionless like a log.

The appearance of the figure descending like a god was so sudden and unexpected that they were caught off guard!

"No...impossible, it must be my eyes!"

"How could it be him? Didn't he get involved here with us?"

"I just said that this magic stick is abnormal and full of mystery. Now it seems that there are many secrets in him!"

"Could it be that he is that Shakyamuni?"

"No way, aren't Buddhas all bald with fat heads and big ears?"

……

Pang Bo, Lin Jia and others reacted one after another, gasped, and stared at Wu Fang who was slowly landing with a look of astonishment and bewilderment.

"Who the hell are you? No, are you still human? Is it related to you to pull the coffin in Nine Dragons? Did you bring us here? Is all this related to you? What did you do to us? ?”

Ye Fan could no longer treat the mysterious man in front of him as a magic stick selling devil fruits to him on the mountain, his eyes were full of fear.

"Little brother, don't look at me like that." Wu Fang took a step forward, stepped tens of meters in an instant and appeared beside Ye Fan, patted his side and said with a smile: "It's not just you, you guys Everyone here is chosen by God. A great opportunity is waiting for you, and the place where this opportunity is located is the final destination of Kowloon’s coffin.”

Speaking of this, Wu Fang glanced at Lin Jia, Li Xiaoman and the others in turn: "If you can seize this opportunity, you will not only be able to return to Earth, but also become as powerful as the existences in your myths and legends." .”

"Even if all of this has nothing to do with you, you still haven't told us who you are! We don't believe that you are the Shakyamuni Buddha, and your clothes don't look alike at all." Pangbo stepped forward and said.

"Of course I am not Shakyamuni."

Wu Fang smiled knowingly, then raised his hand, his robe fluttered without the wind, and said: "Walking in the sea of ​​stars, wandering in the heavens, people in the world call me a fairy of mortals."

(End of this chapter)