Chen Yan just wanted to show off and was disgusted by that Yunxi Fairy.
But he didn't want to offend the beautiful Bai Jia beside him, so he glared at him fiercely.
"Made, you are so pretentious that you almost forgot that there is a love-minded mother next to you."
"But, has she really fallen in love with me?"
Ignoring the shocked looks of the people in Lingyu Realm, Chen Yan pondered the skull in his hand.
As soon as the Pure Land of Paradise helped him collect the skull, it was refined.
So Chen Yan now has a certain connection with this skull.
What level is the Prehistoric Overlord?
Qingdi, Chen Yan has never heard of it.
But when he penetrated his spiritual thoughts again this time, he finally felt a different mental fluctuation.
"The drunken dream of the world of mortals is broken by the setting sun, and the eternity of time is urging it on."
"Young maniac, change your beauty into beautiful makeup."
"Thousands of swords come, but infatuation goes away, and lovesickness hurts me twice."
Chen Yan actually heard a faint singing voice in the mental fluctuations of the skull.
What the hell is this?
That's outrageous.
Could it be that the Qing Emperor's soul is still inside?
That's her mother's fear. Even the ancestor of the Blood Demon would be frightened to pee when he saw a bone. If he were still alive today, it wouldn't be a matter of words to seize someone's body? Now he is holding someone's skull in his hand.
Can the boss be happy?
However, listening to this big man's singing sounds desolate.
I'm afraid that I was trapped by love, or did I die for love?
Otherwise, he would have been a prehistoric overlord, who could kill him?
Chen Yan thought for a while, tried his spiritual thoughts and called out: "Senior?"
"senior?"
"You sing beautifully!"
Originally, after shouting a few times, the mental fluctuations in the skull were not affected at all, but now they suddenly stopped, and a mental message reached Chen Yan's ears: "Can you hear my voice?"
Chen Yan said: "Yes, what's wrong? Are you Qingdi?"
"No, I am the incarnation of the Qing Emperor's sword energy. You can refine the Qing Emperor's skull, which is quite capable. The Qing Emperor's skull is almost broken, and this wisp of my sword energy will also break out of the bones. If you can
How about taking my sword and I will stay in your body for your enlightenment?"
Chen Yan asked: "As long as I can catch your sword, I can get you? But what if I can't? What will happen?"
The voice said: "I will die."
Made.
Do you think I have no brain?
The scumbag that Su Jing was directly killed by the bombardment just now is gone, so you can tell that it is very powerful.
If you make this kind of deal with me now, I'm afraid you want to trick me.
Chen Yan directly threw the skull into the Pure Land of Paradise, and even threw it into the Dao Furnace and smelted it directly.
This Qingdi Sword Qi has probably not been successfully refined.
Otherwise, why would you still speak in such an awesome tone?
"What? Avenue Furnace?"
"Fuck, let me out, I, I...I don't want to be smelted!"
But Chen Yan was not heard at all.
At this time, several guys in the spirit rain world were already drenched in blue spirit rain and were unable to move.
Bai Jia asked: "How are you going to deal with these people?"
Chen Yan touched his chin and looked at the treasure of the Lingyu Realm. Only then did he realize that the Lingyu Realm was not infinitely usable. The energy in it was rapidly decreasing and had almost bottomed out; as his
Master, Chen Yan naturally knows the ability of this treasure. It can automatically and slowly accumulate energy. It has been used three times in a row before. It is estimated that it will take about half a month to use it next time.
"Submit it and sign a soul contract."
Now is the time when there is a shortage of people, and these are good wage earners.
Let them put in some effort now, and maybe they can sell it at a better price later.