Traveling across the globe for the first time

Chapter 985 Fang Ping's Resentment
Seeing Fang Ping's gloomy expression, Number Two burst out laughing. "Haha! The dignified Human King, the new generation leader of the human race, is actually afraid of pain! Are you trying to make me laugh to death so you can inherit my legacy?"

"fart!"

Fang Ping angrily said, "I've fought countless battles, big and small, and been seriously injured more than once or twice. How could I care about this little pain?
It's just this tingling feeling that distracts me."

"wrong!"

Fang Ping suddenly realized what was happening and stared at Number Two with a stern look on his face, saying, "You did this on purpose! You want to make fun of me, right?

When we are surrounded by such a small ball of sharp energy, we can feel the pain.

You have more sharp energy there, but you don't feel anything at all. This must be something you are deliberately controlling."

"Ha ha!"

Number Two laughed even more heartily, acting like a perfect friend. As he led the others closer to the giant sword, he scolded them with a smile, "Fang Ping, are you crazy?
I am a clone, my body is made up of Qi, blood and spiritual power. I would like to feel the sting, but I don't have the organs!"

Fang Ping was suddenly choked. Number Two's performance so far had made him forget that the other party was just an avatar and had no physical body.

Seeing Fang Ping frustrated, Number Two's mood brightened, and he explained, "Actually, you don't have to worry about being distracted. I'm controlling this sharp energy right now, and it's repelling you somewhat, which is why you feel stinging.

I'll hand over control to you later and you won't feel anything anymore.

However, those friends who are new to martial arts will still feel a sting, which is unavoidable."

The Hell God shook his head and said, "We are fine, there is no need to worry about this."

There was indeed no need to worry about these novice warriors. After the fusion, everything would be controlled by Fang Ping. They were just tools, and even if they were distracted, they would not be able to affect anything.

Fang Ping stared at Number Two with a stern expression and said, "I still consider you my friend, and you actually want to see me make a fool of myself?
I originally wanted to tell Senior Brother Zhang that I would let you go to the military headquarters to help me handle some affairs. It would also be like finding something for you to do. When you are free, you can also visit the scenery of the earth.

Don’t think about it now, just stay in the original space!

Next time we have any action, I will ask Senior Brother Zhang to send Number One over."

Although Fang Ping had never seen Number One, he knew that such an avatar must exist.

And since he can become the number one clone, I think his strength must not be too bad.

"Hey! Don't be like this! I was just joking with you. Why are you taking it so seriously? I really don't mean to trick you."

Number Two quickly explained, "Sharp energy is a very violent thing. Except for the owner, anyone who gets close will be hurt. If I hadn't tried my best to control it, you would have been pierced with blood.

This isn't really my fault; it's determined by the nature of the sharp energy. You'll understand after you refine it."

"Well, I misunderstood you this time!"

Seeing Number Two's anxious look, Fang Ping immediately stopped being angry and openly admitted his mistake.

In fact, Fang Ping didn't misunderstand anything at all. He just felt a little unhappy seeing the other party so proud.

Number Two's personality is too erratic. If we don't threaten him, who knows how long the situation will last.

Fang Ping immediately asked, "How do we refine this much sharp energy, and how long will it take?"

When Number Two saw that Fang Ping was not angry, he immediately relaxed. He didn't want to stay in the Origin Space forever. If he could work in the military and occasionally visit Earth, that would definitely feel great.

This time he didn't keep the secret and explained, "It's not as troublesome as you think.

At that time, I will gather all the sharp energy and compress it.

You can leave your own spiritual imprint on it just like refining a magic weapon.

Then you can control it at will!

In fact, after refining, these sharp auras are still very convenient and can be transformed into anything you want.

Even if you turn it into an excavator, it would be no problem to dig through the Qi and Blood Gate."

Fang Ping said with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Excavator? You're so smart! If I use an excavator to attack the Qi and Blood Gate, all my prestige will be gone."

Thinking of himself driving a silver excavator, digging diligently at the tall Qi and Blood Gate, Fang Ping felt that the scene was too shocking to the eyes.

Hmm! If I could turn it into a fighter jet, that would be pretty good. After all, the sharp energy can transform into anything. At worst, I could just install a drill in front of the fighter jet...

Uh!
This picture seems to be very eye-catching.

The next moment, Fang Ping suddenly reacted. He seemed to have overlooked something and was almost led into a ditch by the other party.

Fang Ping said in surprise, "Senior Brother Zhang warned me before not to attack with sharp energy, as it would be depleted very quickly.

Why are you two saying different things? Who is trying to trick me?

Number Two smiled awkwardly and said, "I don't have much sharp energy. What I brought here is all my savings."

In order to please Fang Ping and emphasize the importance of sharpness, he actually forgot the most important thing.

"Well! What I mean is that at the beginning you can use up some of your sharp energy to speed up the process of breaking through the Qi and Blood Gate.

However, we must leave enough of them behind to protect you from being attacked by the Great Dao Universe."

Fang Ping looked at Number Two speechlessly and said, "Can you be any less unreliable?

This thing is related to my life. What if it is not enough?
I have a way to destroy the Qi and Blood Gate, so I won’t waste this sharp energy.”

Although Fang Ping's current strength has reached the level of Breaking the Seven Heavenly Kings and he is a big shot in the Three Realms, his character has not changed and he is still afraid of death.

Therefore, he would never use this sharp energy for attack.

Otherwise, once it is used up, it will be a problem to get back to the false path.

It was because of these sharp auras as a guarantee that he dared to go deep into the universe of the Great Dao to intercept the True Gate. The sooner he came into contact with the Gate of Qi and Blood, the more True Blood he could obtain, and it could also prevent the distance from being too close and allowing the treacherous emperor to borrow more power.

Although Fang Ping is greedy, he will only take risks when his life is guaranteed.

Seeing Fang Ping reject his proposal, the second clone immediately changed the subject and reminded, "Once you board the flying sword, you must control your Qi and blood.

This is also an attack after all, not a real flying sword.

If your blood and energy burst out too strongly, you will be met with the sword's instinctive counterattack. If anyone dies then, don't blame me for not warning you."

Fang Ping looked at Number Two with resentment. This guy was too unreliable. Why didn't you tell me earlier if there was any danger?

If he had known that taking a ride could be life-threatening, he would have simply merged and flown over!
However, now that they were almost there, and with his newly recruited underlings watching, he couldn't appear too cowardly. Fang Ping immediately began to suppress his internal energy, but this only made his body ache more.

Before, it was an embroidery needle that kept pricking his body, but now it has turned into an awl.

"hiss!"

Fang Ping gasped. He was now certain that Number Two was a complete scumbag!
Whenever the other party makes any proposals in the future, you must first ask for all the details.

Fang Ping's heart was now filled with resentment. Cooperating with Number Two did bring him many benefits. Sometimes, he would give himself the portion of profits that originally belonged to Zhang Haoran, and every time, he would make a fortune.

However, this guy's personality is too eccentric and his thinking is not normal. He is very careful in big things, but often embarrasses Fang Ping in some small things.

All I can say is that no one is perfect, and no clone is perfect either.

Seeing that the novice warriors had gathered their energy, Fang Ping gritted his teeth and slowly pulled them closer to the flying sword.

Still a little worried, he asked, "Are you sure that if we restrain our Qi and blood, we won't be attacked?
At this point, we only have the basic defense of the Golden Body. If we were to be attacked by an attack that breaks through the eighth level, we would be finished!"

Number 2 carefully checked the condition of several people before pulling them onto the flying sword. He said casually, "Don't worry! Everything will be fine!"

In fact, there is no need for you to restrain all your energy and blood. As long as the burst of energy and blood is not too strong, it will not cause the sword energy's instinctive counterattack. Besides, am I still here?
Even if you are counterattacked, I can ensure that you will not die."

Fang Ping really wanted to say, "It's because of you that I'm worried," but he was sitting on the sword energy and it was not appropriate to say this, so he could only keep it in his heart for the time being.

Fang Ping had made up his mind that when he came back, he would beat him to death... Well, he would have to ride a flying sword when he came back. Compared with this sword energy, it was even more dangerous in the Dao Universe.

Even if this sword energy really exploded, it would only be an attack that could break through the eighth level. Several people would not die even if they could withstand it. In the Dao Universe, they were really too powerless. They couldn't even find a target to attack if they wanted to resist.

Seeing Fang Ping and the others seated, the flying sword began to adjust its direction, aiming at the Qi and Blood Gate deep in the universe...

"Haha, sit back and let me show you off and take you flying!"

"Go away!"

With a whoosh, the flying sword shot out at an extremely fast speed, disappeared in the starry sky in the blink of an eye, and flew towards the depths of the universe.

Looking at the stars passing by, Number Two said with longing, "That's the feeling!
Speed is the romance that men should have!
Unfortunately, this does not fit the style of this world, and it is impossible to fly a sword within the Three Realms.

Fang Ping, I heard that the main body gave you two of Hongkun's thighs. Why don't you create a divine flying sword?

Then take me around the Three Realms and we'll have a good flying sword show. It would be best if we could enlarge the flying sword to the size it is now, so that the flying will be more exciting."

Every time Number Two acted with Fang Ping, he was very excited, which made Fang Ping feel that he was not very reliable.

This is an original attack, how could it appear in the real world?
Besides, a 10-meter-long sword flying in the air would scare a lot of people.

Even if he really made a flying sword in the future, it would not be so big. It would be too inconvenient to use.

Moreover, Fang Ping had no place to put the No. 2 Flying Sword. There were so many planes on Earth, and the Flying Sword would affect ordinary people.

What if you get ambushed by those old antiques while flying your sword in the cave?
Fang Ping didn't bother to pay attention to Number Two. This guy got very excited when he was with him, like a chatterbox. However, he was sitting on someone else's flying sword, so it was not easy to confront him directly.

Fang Ping had no choice but to say, "You'd better control your speed. Don't fly too fast and crash directly into it. Remember, let us get off when there are still hundreds of thousands of miles to go."

The flying sword and the gate of qi and blood were moving towards each other, and the distance between them was rapidly closing.

It soon reached the range that Fang Ping could sense.

"Don't worry! We won't collide directly. I know what I'm doing."

The second clone stretched out his right hand, and the silver sharp energy on the giant sword began to flow like liquid, gradually gathering into a silver ball of light in his hand.

Seeing that the other party was concentrating on gathering sharp energy, Fang Ping didn't want to remind him again.

But he still looked into the distance worriedly.

"Damn it, I haven't merged yet, don't let me really bump into you!"

He now feels that No. 2 is unreliable. If you want to gather the sharp energy, you should do it earlier. Why do you have to do it at this critical moment?

Now it is less than 100,000 miles away from the Qi and Blood Gate. For a giant sword that is a hundred miles long, it will not take long to collide with it.

Just when most of the sharp energy gathered together and was only tens of thousands of miles away from the Qi and Blood Gate.

Number Two suddenly shouted, "We've arrived at our stop. Get off the bus now."

Then, without waiting for their reply, he threw them out. Number Two, carrying a sharp aura, flew over and said, "Hurry up and refine this sharp aura. I still need to use sword energy to test the strength of the Qi and Blood Gate."

In fact, it’s not that No. 2 doesn’t want to gather the sharp energy earlier, but he can’t control the compressed sharp energy for a long time. After all, his mental power is only more than 10,000 hertz.

Then Number Two threw the silver ball of light to Fang Ping and said, "Hurry up and wrap it with your mental power, and leave your mental imprint on it.

Remember, from the outside to the inside, every inch must be branded.

I will immediately take back control of the sharp energy, and then it will become ownerless. If you don't hurry, it will explode."

Having said that, Number Two only began to retract his brand after the ball of light fell into Fang Ping's hands.

Fang Ping quickly reached out and took the silver ball of light.

In just a moment, most of the flesh on his right hand evaporated, revealing the pale bones. To be more precise, the sharp energy had chopped them into tiny particles invisible to the naked eye.

This is much more powerful than the decomposition power of the Great Dao Universe. No wonder it can block the opponent's invasion.

Fang Ping did not dare to be negligent. If the silver ball of light exploded, he and several beginner warriors would be turned into skeletons.

Fang Ping ignored the intense pain in his hand and burst out with powerful mental strength, enveloping the silver ball of light.

And just like refining a magic weapon, he imprinted his spiritual imprint on it. After stabilizing the sharp aura on the periphery, Fang Ping suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. This thing shouldn't explode!
Number Two immediately warned, "Don't stop! You have to leave your spiritual imprint on all the sharp energy before you can completely refine it."

"understand!"

Fang Ping responded and continued to unleash his mental power to penetrate deeper inside.

He knew that only by leaving his mark on the core could it be considered completely refined.

Although it is just a small ball of silver light, it contains a huge amount of sharp energy. It is quite difficult to refine every inch of it.

(End of this chapter)