Chapter 42 Is This a Plot-Killing?

If we only talk about momentum, Dong Tianpeng, who just appeared, is many times stronger than Fang Mu's fireworks.

However, Fang Mu's face remained normal.

As the place where the magic sound is most concentrated, the top of Zhitian Mountain is still calm.

Fang Mu used the micro-resurrection point in his hand to snatch the scattered spiritual power around him, and said impatiently:

"Since you have broken through, come down quickly.

Do you still want to shout me to death with your voice?"

Dong Tianpeng sneered: "Since you are so eager to die, I will fulfill your wish!"

This harsh shout once again caused the purple clouds in the sky to roll.

Even the clouds around Zhitian Mountain were shaken and kept gathering and dispersing.

However, this is not over yet. The huge phantom in the sky suddenly turned from virtual to real, covering the sky above Zhitian Mountain.

This giant hand, with the momentum of collapsing the sky, fell straight towards Fang Mu, as if to smash Fang Mu and Zhitian Mountain under him into powder!

In the distance, those players who had just resurrected were shocked by this scene.

They felt like they were about to be beaten into meat patties at any time.

Some of the timid ones even began to tremble slightly.

"Damn, this is too real, why do I feel like I'm going to be beaten to death!"

"I think so too, this hand is too scary, why does it look more terrifying than the previous boss!"

"Hey, do you think this is a plot kill?"

"What do you mean?"

"The plot helps us kill the boss, this boss is so perverted, we definitely can't beat him!"

"That makes sense, but if the boss dies like this, who will get the reward?"

"..."

Just as this group of people were discussing, the giant palm that had just fallen halfway changed again.

From the palm of the giant palm, an indescribable pressure burst out.

As this pressure spread, it caused a series of changes between heaven and earth.

Thunderclouds rolled, winds howled, evil spirits wailed...

All kinds of strange phenomena flashed one after another, as if the world was about to be shattered by this slap.

The players who were still talking below suddenly shut up.

Their faces turned pale, and they could not bear this kind of power at all.

"No, I can't stand it anymore. I won't fight this boss battle!"

After the player finished speaking, he actually went offline.

His action reminded other players at the resurrection point.

For a moment, those players who couldn't stand this kind of stimulation went offline.

Just a moment later, more than half of the players who were originally densely packed near the resurrection point were gone.

And the remaining brave players all stared at the giant hand above their heads with excitement.

Under the gaze of everyone, this giant hand that stirred up the world finally fell on Fang Mu's head.

At this time, Fang Mu was still snatching the spiritual power of the dead players with an expressionless face.

Until a lightning bolt hit his head, he raised his right hand reluctantly.

There was no deafening noise as imagined.

Fang Mu's right hand clapped against the huge hand in the sky, and only a crisp clapping sound was heard.

The next moment, the wind stopped, the clouds were still, and the evil spirits disappeared.

The hand that covered a radius of several kilometers, as if it could crush the world, was just held above Fang Mu's disproportionate small hand.

Fang Mu held the huge hand with one hand and said in a casual tone:

"I almost fell into the devil's way a few days ago.

At that time, I thought it was just a coincidence.

Now I think about it, this matter should be related to you, right?"

Dong Tianpeng didn't want to chat with Fang Mu at this moment.

The attack he was determined to win just now was resolved by Fang Mu in such an easy way, which made him have a bad premonition in his heart.

He kept whispering, and the evil spirits beside him kept whistling.

A series of strange spells spread out from in front of him and merged into the huge hand, trying to control the hand to close.

But no matter how he called, the giant palm did not respond at all, as if someone had pressed its acupoints.

At this time, Fang Mu, who was under the giant palm, was still waiting for Dong Tianpeng's response.

Fang Mu had always been upset about the time he almost became a demon.

That's why he was patient enough to talk to Dong Tianpeng, but Dong Tianpeng was a little uncooperative.

He waited for a long time but Dong Tianpeng did not respond. Instead, the huge palm above his head kept squirming.

Fang Mu stretched out his other hand with some boredom, and lightly touched the giant palm above his head, and the palm began to burn violently.

In an instant, the flames stretched for dozens of miles, and the light even covered the blue sky above his head.

Countless evil spirits cried and tried to break free from the giant palm, but instead added a little seasoning to the flames, making the flames even more shrill.

"You dare!"

Dong Tianpeng never expected that the monster he had worked hard to refine for hundreds of years would be ignited so easily.

For a moment, shock, heartache, shame, resentment and other emotions instantly erupted in his heart, and finally gathered together to form boundless rage!

Originally, he had planned to save a little strength to deal with Ziyun from Canglang Realm.

But at this moment, he had no reservations.

The rolling demonic energy poured out of his body like a leak in the sky.

The demonic energy collided with the purple energy between heaven and earth, instantly turning into a pure and violent spiritual energy that spread between heaven and earth.

In the blink of an eye, this spiritual energy frenzy spread to the players watching the battle.

Those players who were still hanging around just now were directly driven into powder by the spiritual energy frenzy.

The very few players who were lucky enough not to die immediately were also shaken to the point of dizziness and numbness in their limbs.

Some people were even forcibly expelled from Canglang Realm because they started vomiting in the real world.

In an instant, the number of players who insisted on watching just now decreased by 90% again.

The uncertain resurrection point in the distance was once again filled with resurrected players.

"This is too perverted. If all the bosses in this game are of this level, what a waste of time we have!"

"It's just... ugh... a bullshit boss battle, it's even more perverted than survival mode!"

"Survival mode is shit, this is horror mode!"

"I can't hold on any longer, please continue..."

This group of chattering players did not notice that the spiritual energy frenzy did not stop after running over them. Instead, it was like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger.

Further away, some monks who secretly watched the battle were soon swallowed up by the spiritual energy frenzy.

Although the strength of these people is much higher than that of those players and they can withstand the direct crushing of spiritual energy, they also have a hard time.

Inspired by the frenzy of spiritual energy, the spiritual energy in their bodies went wild instantly.

Many people were severely injured in an instant and could only rely on magic weapons to support themselves in the spiritual energy craze.

After the frenzy of spiritual energy swept through these monks, it still did not give up. Instead, it crushed them farther away, as if it was going to swallow up the entire Canglang Realm.