The tone before paying was like drinking at a centenary banquet.
"It fits your ability very well, or is it called authority?"
"As expected of an existence in the realm of gods, even if it is just an afterimage, the first thing I think about is how to continue myself."
Seeing that Brother Marr was also standing there blankly at this moment, he clicked his tongue in front of him.
"What they see should be different from what I see, right?"
"You seem to have become overly cautious because of some encounters, and you can't even trust yourself?"
The face of the person opposite had already softened, and after listening quietly, he let out a sigh full of pity.
"You want to say that you are me? Now there is a question, what just happened in my head?"
"tell me."
Knocking on his temple, Fu Qian asked very simply.
The person on the other side was completely silent.
"The answer to every key question is to let me think more. It seems that there is no interference and I am allowed to come up with the most correct answer on my own. In fact, you can't see it at all, right?"
"Of course the real you might be able to do it, but it's a pity that it's just a projection in front of you."
"You are different from others, your condition is definitely not normal! And the mask on your face..."
The self across from him, or perhaps should be called the blasphemous king, finally gave up his efforts in the face of the power of ridicule that he had been honing for many years.
"This..."
Before paying, he touched the mask on his face and once again expressed his gratitude to the Pope. If it hadn't been for this thoughtful gift, I wouldn't have known how to go out in such a low-key society.
"So you can see more of those two over there, right? That means demigods can't resist you."
The next moment he said oh.
The blasphemous king fell silent, obviously acquiescing.
The reason for such a conclusion is also very simple. Fu Qian is not a demigod at the moment.
Faced with a vengeful god, coupled with the test of such a dangerous item, how could he not prepare in advance?
Until now, we have not lost any san points this time, because at the beginning, ten san points were spent.
The tyrant is only superficial, the real change is the reincarnation of false gods.
…
The thing in front of me is undoubtedly true to its name and can directly blaspheme a person's essential self.
That is almost the most original pollution, a direct manifestation of the authority of blasphemy. There is no need to subjectively make up stories, and cognition will be confused in the most natural way.
That's why he didn't know what he saw.
Pollution, but He doesn't know what the pollution has become.
It's a pity that under the same divine personality, Fu Qian can always clearly distinguish which part of him is his true self.
Coupled with the tyrant form with a strong egotistical nature, he was not affected by anything from the beginning.
Of course, the same cannot be said for the Mal Brothers.
Although they didn't know what they saw, there was no doubt that there was some tangle between the two faces.
"After all these years...it turns out to be like this!"
The next moment, Malka's slightly sharp voice sounded.
"It turns out that I am Malfoy, and you stole my destiny!"
"You should have rotted in your stomach a long time ago!"
"Idiot! Don't make excuses for your trash, and you're on my belly right now."
Malfoy's rebuttal was also without hesitation, and his resentment seemed to be real.
"Combined into one, we two are the complete blasphemous kings!"
"What do you call me?"
Seeing the heated pull between the two people over there, Fu Qian lamented that brothers are like brothers, and then asked the two dark fire giant claws.
Almost immediately, the opponent stopped attacking him.
Even now, a giant claw was on the ground, and a familiar face was actually outlined on the top of the dark fire cage.
Is he really the one who used unseen tricks from the unseen hills?
It seems that he can't escape the anomaly over there.
And then, on top of that, I found the cocoon again this time, and it was a complete new and old grudge.
It's a pity that you were the last one to sneak attack without practicing martial arts. Now you can just stare a little harder.
Before paying, he looked up in a cool and relaxed manner, and even nodded to say hello.
No divine punishment is handed down.
This great being seems to be in a state of considerable alert.
I came to a conclusion silently before paying.
It's obviously not directed at myself.
It seems that the effect of this blasphemous king emerging from the lantern is really good.
The rank of this face is at least not lower than that of the false god himself. Logically speaking, it should be easy to deal with it. The blasphemous king will most likely use more energy on this colleague.
It’s not surprising, the abnormal color may have reflected an phantom, and this person is not much stronger. He is obviously just projecting through the last ripples of the giant cocoon to seek revenge.
If there is a chance to reversely contaminate an existence of the same level, it will definitely be much more valuable to the blasphemy king than these little shrimps like himself.
Um?
In the comment room in front of me, I heard the silent blasphemy of the king.
Fu Qian looked over and found Ji Liushuang standing there just a short distance away.
The next moment, the latter had already taken a step forward.
You are still Juehu.com, and you don’t even let go of little shrimps like this?
…
Theoretically speaking, at Liu Shuang's level, he should be completely incapable of entering the Dharma Eyes of such gods.
Not to mention that under the dark fire prison, it is obviously difficult for the influence of the blasphemous king to penetrate outwards. She should not be able to see what she should not see, and it is not that easy to influence her.
But at this moment, Fu Qian had realized why Liushuang was being targeted - she had been upgraded.
The sword that killed Ji Ping seemed to increase her experience points.
That's right, even though he was facing off against the two evil gods, Fu Qian was still slightly distracted and paid attention to the direction of the meeting.
And it seems that along with the level upgrade, her sword heart is also clear.
It was indeed a sword that even the dean of the Shenjian Academy marveled at. The effect was truly outstanding, and it made her see what she shouldn't have seen in the first place.
…
"You guys chat slowly, I'll go see Mr. Lu."
At a certain moment, a strange impulse appeared in my heart, superimposed on the original desire, and finally broke through a certain threshold.
Ji Liushuang didn't even turn around, just pushed the door open and walked out, leaving a faint sentence.
"You can also come together."
come together?
Going to a battlefield where there is clearly a confrontation between superiors?
Everyone who was originally shocked and a little tired was still shocked by her actions.
The higher the rank, the more aware one is of the dangers on the road to transcendence.
You can't be too careful in this situation, but you still want to get involved?
Are you so confident in your Lu Demigod?
No one responded to her for a while.
Ji Liushuang obviously didn't care. After stepping out, she looked up at the far and near battlefield. After a few seconds, she seemed to touch something. She took a step forward and disappeared from the spot.