Chapter 461 Method

Soon, the Black God came to the scroll. He turned around and grinned at Fang Xiu, then plunged into the scroll. ơɱ

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu was not angry. He had no need to be angry at a dying person, and he was rushing to die.

The day when the Angel's Son was born was the day when the Black God died.

When the Black God's body was completely plunged into the scroll, an incredible scene appeared. His figure appeared on the scroll, as if it had been shrunk countless times, like a maggot struggling to crawl towards the full moon in the sky, and finally slipped into it.

Boom!

There seemed to be a loud noise in the dark, and the pool water began to boil, as if some terrifying existence was about to be born.

The next moment, the pool water gurgled and poured into the scroll crazily. It felt like pulling out the plug at the bottom of the swimming pool.

A terrifying vortex formed above the pool water.

Fang Xiu, who was still absorbing the pool water, suddenly found that he could not absorb anything. Not only that, his body began to flow into the scroll uncontrollably with the pool water.

He did not resist, but let the scroll absorb him, taking the opportunity to feel the birth of the angel's son.

Soon, the pool water and Fang Xiu flowed into the scroll together. At that moment, Fang Xiu seemed to be engulfed by hundreds of millions of fanatics, and the crazy praises in his ears were deafening.

Gradually, the scroll began to fade, and all the colors flowed into the moon. When Fang Xiu entered the moon, the vast and boundless terrifying holy light was like a raging sea, directly melting him.

At the same time, in the space node outside, a full moon that covered the sky and the sun rose slowly, and the grand and strange whispers resounded through the world.

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Holy City, Church.

Fang Xiu sneaked in again. After understanding the way to break the situation, he still chose to sneak in quietly and left everyone to block the black god.

Since the absorption speed is not as fast as the sixth level, then absorb it first.

Just like Bolt is known as the fastest runner, when can you beat him?

In a 100-meter race, he stands at the starting point of 100 meters, and you stand one meter away from the finish line, you can win.

Plop!

Fang Xiu jumped into the pigment pool and repeated the previous operation, retaining only the forbidden heart and the angel Taotie law, and started the crazy absorption mode.

However, he only absorbed for five minutes, and there was a fierce fight outside the church, and the exclamations of Yang Ming and others.

Yang Ming shouted: "Xiaobai! You can't die!"

Fang Xiu in the pigment pool was moved. Was he discovered so soon?

It seems that the black god also has a sense of the pool water.

Fang Xiu ignored the outside battle and continued to absorb. Because of the early start, he took shape very quickly this time. The wings composed of colorful pigments slowly took shape, and they were already half a meter in size. As the formation became more complete, his fusion speed became faster and faster.

But there is still a big gap from the last mature body of the black god, which was five meters in size.

"Fang Xiu! How dare you!" The roar of the Black God suddenly resounded.

Boom!

The church was directly blown apart by the terrifying holy light, revealing the scene outside.

At this time, the Black God's wings were cut off again. He was in a mess and looked furious. Behind him were Wuwei Laodao and others who were desperately chasing him.

"Captain, we can't stop him!"

The Black God saw Fang Xiu, who had long lost his human form in the pool, and his eyes were about to burst. He didn't even bother to say anything, and plunged directly into the pigment pool.

Wuwei and others were blocked outside the barrier of faith and stared blankly.

In the pigment pool, with the entry of the Black God, Fang Xiu immediately felt that his fusion speed slowed down a lot, and the pool water was snatched away by a more powerful devouring force.

"The Son of Angel is mine! No one can take it away!" The Black God roared again and again, frantically fusing the pool water without caring about his life.

This time, although Fang Xiu won at the starting line, he was only ten meters ahead in the 100-meter race.

At this time, the gap between him and the Black God was like that between an ordinary person and Bolt, and a ten-meter advantage was better than nothing.

As time went on, the Black God's speed of formation gradually caught up with Fang Xiu, but Fang Xiu did not sit and wait for death, but took the initiative to attack. He planned to kill the Black God before he surpassed him.

He controlled his unformed body and slammed into the Black God fiercely, but it was useless and had no killing power at all.

It was like two water balls touching each other in the water and then bouncing off.

Now Fang Xiu finally understood why the Black God said before: "Don't worry, I won't defeat your hard-earned body, I will let you watch me become the son of an angel step by step!"

It turned out that it was not that I didn't want to, but that I couldn't.

After the body was completely melted, it seemed to return to the initial state of life, that is, the fetus, or even the child.

How do children fight each other?

They can only compete to see who absorbs more nutrients, has higher quality, and finally swims the fastest, and enters the painting first.

In the end, Fang Xiu could only watch the Black God take shape little by little, slowly surpass himself, and then enter the painting.

The Son of Angel descended again, and Fang Xiu melted again.

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After that, Fang Xiu tried many times, but without exception, all ended in failure.

Is it still a dead end?

Even if a way to break the deadlock is found, it is limited by one's own strength.

But since it was Zhou Qingfeng's conspiracy, how could there be a dead end?

Unless...

"Brother Xiu, are we still going to the West?" Yang Ming urged while smoking in the headquarters.

Because Fang Xiu had been silent for a long time.

Hearing Yang Ming's words, Fang Xiu slowly raised his head. His body was deeply sunken in the large leather sofa. The room was dim and smoky. His face was hidden in the shadows. A pair of extremely deep eyes slowly swept over the crowd, like a demon spying on the world from the abyss.

Looking at the people standing in front of him, Fang Xiu thought of a way to surpass the Black God.

The Black God started with the sixth level, and he was only the fourth level. If he wanted to beat him in the pool, he had to have the foundation of the sixth level.

And the key lies in Yang Ming and others.

Yang Ming and others who were watched by Fang Xiu all felt a little scared, as if something bad was about to happen.

Suddenly, Fang Xiu stood up and said slowly to everyone: "Let's go to the West."

"Yes! Captain!"