As an insect woman worshiped by the Illuminati, even the twenty-four deacons must avoid her.
Although they are also king-level, the gap between king-level and king-level is like a river.
She looked at Zhuge Ye in surprise, the whites of her cloudy eyes seemed to have insects crawling around.
…
Zhuge Ye's black hair was dancing and his eyes were magical.
He is dressed in a white robe, which makes a hunting sound, with gilt patterns embroidered on the corners, reflecting the spirit of an immortal.
At this moment, Zhuge Ziyu not only thought: It is winter...
but!
At this time, he was not affected by the mere climate!
I saw him gently shaking his feather fan, his voice was deep and powerful, and even had an indescribable penetrating power, which made people feel awe.
"Five Elements Bagua!"
"Li Huo..."
Chong Po’s face darkened, and she was ready to fight!
However, after waiting for a while, nothing happened...
Zhuge Mingshi: "Let's use skills, but there is no mana?"
Zhuge Ye: "No, clan leader, that... I haven't thought of a name for the skill, wait a minute..."
The corners of Chong Po's mouth twitched.
At this moment, Zhuge Ye suddenly shouted in a deep voice!
"Lihuo!"
"Li Liyuan's score!"
Zhuge Mingshi: "What a name!"
Chong Po: "..."
In an instant, white flames appeared out of thin air, roaring and circling in the courtyard.
The scorching heat caused space to begin to distort.
Although the special effects are not as exaggerated as before, and the number of flames is not as large as before, the flames are actually far stronger than ever before.
This is not only an improvement in quality, but Zhuge Ye's control over flames has also been improved to a big level.
Zhuge Ye still stood where he was without making any movement.
But the roaring flames kept changing into various shapes.
Skull, grimace, middle finger...
As Zhuge Ye's eyes darkened, the flame instantly turned into a sharp sword, roaring towards the insect!
At this moment, a centipede with a thick arm quickly crawled out of the insect woman's mouth.
The foot is like a steel knife tearing the corner of the mouth.
This centipede entangled itself around Chong Po's body, helping Chong Po resist Zhuge Ye's sharp sword condensed with flames.
"Bang!"
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
The centipede's body was billowing with white smoke and was being rapidly melted by the flames.
The pungent blood filled the air, as if falling into a centipede's nest, which was nauseating.
"Master Zhuge!"
The voice of the insect woman sounded.
"Tian Shu, I, the Illuminati, will definitely take it with me during this trip!"
As soon as the words fell, Chong Po's body, together with the centipede, disintegrated into tens of millions of cockroaches, escaping in all directions.
Zhuge Ye let out a cold snort: "Oh, you want to escape?!"
"Then I will give you this face!"
The flames dissipated, and the insects, centipedes, and cockroaches also disappeared without a trace.
At the same time, the divine glory in Zhuge Ye's eyes faded, and the huge shadow behind him also disappeared.
Dressed in white, he stood with his hands behind his back, looking straight ahead, his eyes deep and calm.
Zhuge Mingshi: "..."
Zhuge Ye: "..."
"Have you finished venting?" Zhuge Mingshi asked.
"Yeah." Zhuge Ye responded, turning his back to the former.
"Then why are you still standing?"
"..."
"Come and sit."
"..."
"how?"
"The legs are weak."
"..."
"Exerting too much force will cause weakness..."
"I'm really convinced by you, the old man..."
"Clan leader, she is a king..."
Having said that, in just two days, Zhuge Ye successfully inherited the magic of heaven and resonated with the strange spirit that had been in his body.
This talent is quite impressive.
In other words, today's Zhuge Ye has not only learned the magic of heaven, but also awakened the sleeping ghosts.
Although he doesn't know where his ghost comes from...
What's more important is that his strange spirit is what the tribesmen long for...
——Wu Houling!
…
After a while.
"How do you feel?" Zhuge Mingshi got a glass of warm water and pushed it in front of Zhuge Ye.
Zhuge Ye: "It's very comfortable. I can vent all my excess strength at once, just like a strong man who has been single for more than ten years, and suddenly..."
"Stop it! Stop it, this metaphor will be criticized."
"Well……"
Zhuge Ye took a sip of tea, looked at Zhuge Mingshi, and hesitated to speak.
Seeing this, Zhuge Mingshi smiled and said, "Just ask whatever you want to ask."
Zhuge Ye: "My little brother, oh, just Jiang Che, Jiang Gou analyzed me before. There is a reason why I was rejected by my tribe. It is not just as simple as my father, but now Wuhou Ling..."
Zhuge Mingshi interrupted Zhuge Ye and said: "They were targeted by the older generation of the clan... Do you understand now?"
Zhuge Ye: "So they always knew that Wu Hou Ling was in me?!..."
"they do not know."
"Chief, you are so humorous in what you say."
Zhuge Mingshi sighed: "Our family has been looking for Wu Houling for a long time, and finally saw hope. However, the clues to Wu Houling were cut off in the hands of your father."
"They want to know who your father is just to continue looking for Wu Houling. As for your father's true identity, it is not important to them."
"So, you always knew?" Zhuge Ye asked.
Zhuge Mingshi smiled and said nothing, making no comment.
"Then who is my father?" Zhuge Ye asked.
Zhuge Mingshi shook his head and said: "It can't be said, it can't be said... You need to find the answer yourself."
Zhuge Ye: "Then can I use heavenly magic to calculate?"
Zhuge Mingshi: "If you count yourself, you will die easily."
Zhuge Mingshi asked: "There is something I want to ask you."
"Clan leader, please speak." Zhuge Ye said with great respect.
Zhuge Mingshi: "What's going on with your outfit...?"
"Oh, this!"
Zhuge Ye adjusted his white robe and said, "I changed it specially. I've been fishing for hundreds of chapters and I have to blow it up. How about it? Is it handsome?"
Zhuge Mingshi: "What is fishing?"
"It's okay, that's not the point..."
"Well, he's very handsome. He's half as handsome as I used to be."
Zhuge Ye gave the clan leader a big roll of his eyes.
"By the way, patriarch, I also have something to ask." Zhuge Ye said.
"Just ask."
"I have learned the art of heaven, but there is no art of bringing the dead back to life." Zhuge Ye frowned.
If Tianshu cannot bring the dead back to life, what should Captain Yan do? What should Brother Che do...
If Brother Che knew this result, he would most likely go crazy.
Zhuge Mingshi tapped the table with his fingers and said: "I never said that heavenly magic can bring the dead back to life."
Zhuge Ye: "Then..."
Zhuge Mingshi: "If you look at it again, it is true that there is no resurrection of the dead, but I remember that there is the art of restoring the Yang through the corpse."
"Borrowing a corpse to return a sun?"
Zhuge Ye started to watch the sky again with some doubts.
After a while, Zhuge Ye suddenly widened his eyes.
The dark eyes couldn't stop trembling!
"this……"
"this……"
"It seems you have found it." Zhuge Mingshi said from the side.
Zhuge Ye was sweating and said in disbelief: "To save one person..."
"Sacrifice a city?!"
"Gulu."
"Brother Che would never choose to do this, definitely not."
At this time, Zhuge Mingshi said abruptly: "Who knows..."
Zhuge Ye looked at Zhuge Mingshi in surprise.
Zhuge Mingshi: "Don't look at me like that. Now that you know how to do magic, you can do your own calculations."
"Remember, do your best, otherwise you will be doomed."
"good……"
Zhuge Ye closed his eyes and began to use heavenly magic to peek into the future direction of some things...
In a world of chaos.
He saw a figure.
"..."
A man covered in blood.
He seemed to be standing on the city wall, standing in the wind and sand.
The overwhelming blood dyed the chaos bright red.
corpse...
Corpses all over the mountains and plains!
Zhuge Ye felt that his whole body was cold and he was shaking!
As the man slowly raised his head, a familiar face appeared in front of him.
"Brother Che..."
Jiang Che's face was covered with dried blood mixed with fresh blood, layer after layer, as if he was wearing a mask.
Suddenly, the corners of Jiang Che's mouth raised, revealing a strange smile, and the blood scabs on his face were chapped.
A slightly crazy voice sounded.
"Under the Immortal."
"They are all ants!"
Suddenly, all images disappeared.
Zhuge Ye felt a sweet sensation in his throat, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.