Mai Sang knew that if he kept hiding it at this moment, he would be seeking death. He looked straight and said proudly: "I have inherited the divine map of the universe. Now Yatai is missing. The gods he brought
It is true that only I know the whereabouts of Nian best! Therefore, if you really want to get relevant information, you should change your inquiry method!"
"Well, you do have the bargaining power..." Luo Cen looked deeply into the other person's eyes, pondered for a moment and said: "But I still want to test to what extent you can resist Fei Huan first. Haruhiko once said a lot about poison.
I wonder if refining the body can also cultivate the soul!"
After the woman finished speaking, she no longer looked at the fat man's gradually distorted face, and hit the golden sacred tree hard with her palm.
"Let's talk about the divine core! Now that the time for two cups of tea has passed, let's not waste any more time!"
"What a divine core, I've never heard of it!" Under Mai Sang's ferocious gaze, the Golden Sacred Tree gritted its teeth and replied.
"Think about it again..." Poison Spirit's eyes flashed with brilliance, and at the same time he strengthened the output of Fei Huan.
"Ah..." Jin Shengshu let out an earth-shattering scream, and his whole body was trembling.
"You're so old, you're yelling, it's really embarrassing!" said the Silver Saint Tree, who had just recovered his breath, and slapped the old man on the back of his head, while the Golden Saint Tree passed out happily.
"You are so weak, why did you come to this muddy water? You are really overestimating your capabilities. Why don't you just hide in that place and eavesdrop on some secrets?" The old lady pointed at the fat man who had begun to fade away.
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After the Silver Saint Tree finished speaking, he did not put down his hand. He just maintained that posture, his face glowed with silver light, and his whole body was as breathless as a statue.
"Hey! I didn't expect that these two losers would be reincarnated as human beings, and their character would be several times stronger!" Luo Cen failed to force a confession, and ended up in such a situation. He was a little at a loss for a while.
"I told you to change the method, but you didn't listen!" Maisang said through gritted teeth, and returned to the hiding place with three steps, and climbed up with all his strength.
"Oh! The starting point is the end. I wish I had known I couldn't come down!" He sighed to himself, feeling his consciousness become blurred.
"You humans are so stupid. You still resist when you know you are outmatched. What's the point of that?!" Poison Lingzhu also sighed: "You should understand with your mind that I am actually on guard against wasps, otherwise I won't be able to fight."
I will want to use the same method to control the Twin Sacred Trees again!"
"What's wrong with becoming my subordinate? With what Parch can do, why don't you humble yourself and ask for my help? One day my wish will be fulfilled, and human beings will definitely have the opportunity to iterate into a more powerful existence. This
Isn’t it a good thing that you can’t even dream of?”
"You still have ten breaths. If you persist in your stubbornness and don't grasp it properly, Mai Sang will always become a walking zombie in this world! Humph!" Poison Lingzhu became more and more angry and issued an ultimatum.
In fact, if the poor fat man could hear the "ten breaths" limit mentioned by the Poison Lingzhu, he might actually obey it. After all, it's not fun to lose his soul...
However, the moment he climbed up to the core of the intersection of the gold and silver sacred tree, all the sounds and feelings drifted away. "I want to bargain with the Poison Spirit Pearl here..." Mai Sang's final consciousness gradually faded away.
As it sank, the already blurry shadow of the soul became even more diluted, then fell apart and dissipated into nothingness like dust.
Is that the horse-colored dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on the ripples of the sea...
The thought-provoking figure covered in a fiery red robe, the fair face covered by red silk, and the beautiful eyes with complicated and difficult-to-read eyes. Are those the legendary Queen Capricorn Eyes of Su Lier...
With white petals and yellow stamens, what is gradually disappearing among the blooming flowers is the princess’s loyal servant...
Those dim eyes, with a look of relief and a little unwillingness, was this the state of mind that Old Quinn felt when he passed away...
Wearing a light green long skirt, she outlined her exquisite figure. The woman's black eyes were a little annoyed, but they still couldn't hide her natural purity and gentleness. Xixi, you are still alive...
The handsome and intelligent Master Qiu Dun, the steady yet alert Senior Brother Chen Yu, the talkative and enthusiastic Luo Yan, brothers of Shadow, you...
"Who you are really has nothing to do with me, and I don't want to know. Let's just say goodbye! We still have to go fetch water! Haha! Let's go!" Belin put down a sentence and left like this...
"Brothers! Stretch your muscles and bones! Leave no one behind!" In Tuge's roar, the Chahan warriors who had been hiding in Guta Town for five generations showed their fangs...
In the snow-capped, endless vastness, a giant bear is running wildly, and the lights in the cabin in the distance are lit...
"Bah! You are running wild on my territory, and you don't even say hello? All these years of sleep have been in vain!" Sister Qianqing of Dolly Lufang always makes surprising remarks...
Who is ringing the soul-crushing bell of Kunxu Eye in Ximen Mountain?
Why can't the man who crushed his opponent's body with his foot on the high tower in the ancestral city see clearly?
Uncle Serov, General Koyudin, who is the murderer of you?
The monument on the Ozim Palace Square is engraved with the name of the hero, Ah Zui...
Beautiful brown eyes...beads? Don't be afraid, Uncle Orange is here to save you...
Is this Soubys Auction House? Hehe! Master Keir, you have fallen into my trap...
No, if the original energy cloud bomb explodes, tens of millions of creatures in this arena, including Ross City, will be wiped out...
Uncle Qingjun, you are cruel to force me to dance with a monster, Master...
I am not Heike, I am Mai Sang. What he did has nothing to do with me...
Who made the Jingdao Ball? The ancestor of Chahan? The master of Yatai? Wasp or someone else...
…
The chaotic memory fragments are washed away like a sea wave, like intermittent flashbacks of light and shadow, like dust undulating in the wind...
In the dark, a vague voice sounded: "Maisang, you are an ordinary little person, but why are you entangled in troubled times and unwilling to let go?"
"I, I am passive. It turns out that I am not even an anesthetist. I..." a broken voice defended.
"Hehe! You don't mean what you say! In Marseille, in the Zovia Valley, in Ancestors, Holy Castle, Ross, Mocheng, and even in the Dark Night Forest, as long as you are willing, you can leave with a wave of your hand and live a happy and ordinary life.
Isn't it?"
"This...I have no choice...it's easy to just throw away, but what about Xixi, Tongtong, Chunchun, Master, and my brothers? And those innocent people, how can we see them being blown up by a big killer weapon?"
To die, to have your mind controlled by the phantom poison and to ignore it?!"
"It's still an excuse... If you don't take action, others will naturally take action. Isn't that what the way of heaven is? So, I think that although you say you are passive, you are actually enjoying it!"
"Have fun with it! Ever since Ma Se, I haven't had a solid night's sleep. I've been scheming all day long and could be killed at any time... In the end, Xixi left, the queen became possessed, and the beads were snatched away by the bad guys.
, my friends and brothers are dead and injured, and even those Lingzhu brothers may become enemies, what have I gained? What do I want!"
"Haha! Let's get to the point! If you don't know what you are planning, then there is nothing to regret about losing your mind!" The misty voice finished with a smile and ignored the fat man who was still feeling sorry for himself.
