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Chapter 492 Have you ever eaten Maoxuewang?

That may be far more than a place above the sky, it is almost impossible to describe it in words.

Those are things similar to stone pillars, criss-crossing in that area of ​​chaotic time and space, just looking at it makes people's eyes hurt, and there is an unspeakable sense of insignificance in their hearts.

But at this time, on a stone pillar facing them, one eye suddenly opened, and that eye looked down at them, indifferent, without the slightest emotion.

"Ah!" Everyone screamed and closed their eyes involuntarily, not daring to look into that eye.

He Yu stood in the middle of the storm in mid-air, gradually folded his hands together, and muttered, "The way of heaven is immortal, the way of heaven... is immortal!"

puff!

Under that extreme pressure, blood holes suddenly appeared all over the body of a heavenly general who was tied to the stone pillar, and his aura quickly languished.

This is just the beginning, and more salted fish gradually began to be unable to resist under the terrifying coercion that is difficult to see with the naked eye. This is no longer the fear of death, but the threat of complete annihilation.

Soul, body...all traces of past existence will be erased here one by one.

"Damn it... are we going to become wind and sand?"

Zhao Heilong's wry smile made everyone want to laugh, but then he couldn't stop feeling sad, with a very strange expression on his face.

"If Boss He really descends from heaven, I'm willing to give half of my family property... No, all of it is fine!" Feng Bugui cried out in grief.

"Thank you then." A faint voice suddenly sounded.

In an instant, everyone's expressions froze, and the hustle and bustle seemed to disappear. Everyone turned their heads in astonishment and fear, as if they were afraid that the voice they heard just now was a hallucination.

As far as they could see, on the edge of the altar, a man in a black windbreaker was standing there.

Although his face is weathered, his hair is long like snow, and his eyebrows and eyes seem to be slightly different, but that face is so familiar and kind.

"Boss He?!" Wang Dayong yelled in surprise after being stunned for a while.

Everyone couldn't help being excited, but Feng Bugui's face was ashen, muddy... What crazy things did I say just now?
"A group of sand sculptures, I'll settle the score with you later!" He Yu glanced coldly at the crowd, and after everyone lowered their heads in shame, his eyes glanced deeply at Ji Chuyi who was stunned, and finally froze in a coma On the unconscious Tao Zhuoyao.

He Yu walked towards Tao Zhuoyao, but the white He Yu didn't stop him, he just looked at the black He Yu indifferently, not knowing whether it was because he didn't care or because he was afraid of something.

He Yu walked to Tao Zhuoyao's side, and after a brief inspection, he breathed a sigh of relief, except that his breath was a little sluggish, it seemed that there was nothing serious about it.

In the eyes of everyone, it was impossible to break free from the rope, but it naturally slipped down with He Yu's fingers. He Yu let the unconscious Tao Zhuoyao down and let her lean on the stone pillar. Only then did he turn around and look directly at "He Yu" in the air.

"I don't understand." Bai He Yu's face showed a perplexed look, which was rare for him. He stared at He Yu and asked in puzzlement, "

The mask is still on your body, and it has even become one with you, why are you sober? "

"A mere mask, where the Dao heart is, how can I shake my boss?" He Yu said with a flip of his wrist, and an ancient pagoda appeared in his palm. It was the heart of Pan Gu that Zhou Heng had lost to him before, "What's more, It also helped me a lot.”

"Pieces of Hongmeng's relic?" Bai Heyu nodded noncommittally.

He Yu didn't explain too much, but he just rolled his eyes in his heart, what kind of bullshit dao heart and treasures, in fact, the truth is like this——

call out!
The screen flashed back to the day when He Yu just fell into the sea.

After the spirit of the mask overjoyed to occupy He Yu's soul, he couldn't wait to control He Yu to complete the first major event.

"It's been a long time since I've seen blood, let's go and kill, how about slaughtering a city? I haven't drunk human blood for a long time, so I must drink to my heart's content today!"

"Human blood? Your taste is too primitive, isn't it? Now that everyone eats hairy blood, who wants to drink blood directly?" He Yu immediately said contemptuously.

"Maoxuewang?" The masked spirit was stunned, "...what is that?"

"Damn, haven't you ever eaten Maoxuewang? Turtle!" He Yu said disgustedly, "Forget it, let me show you my boss's craftsmanship today."

He Yu found a nearby island, caught an animal similar to a goat, and made a pot of Maoxuewang.

"This, this, this... isn't this too delicious?" Although He Yu was eating, the masked spirit who had merged with He Yu couldn't help shouting, because He Yu's taste buds were his at this time. taste buds.

After eating seven meals of Maoxuewang in a row, the spirit of the mask suddenly sensed something was wrong.

"No, we are the demon kings who want to conquer the world, how can we indulge in eating?" the masked spirit bewitched He Yu's heart, "Let's catch tens of thousands of children, I will teach you a method, you can use The abyss of death cultivates an immortal body, with endless lifespan—"

"And then?" He Yu asked lazily.

"What then?" The masked spirit blinked.

"Why do you live so long when you have nothing to do? Isn't it boring?" He Yu asked.

"This..." The spirit of the mask was at a loss, because no one had asked it this question before, yes, what is the use of such a long lifespan?
It reminds me of my loneliness, loneliness, those darkness, wandering in the endless years...

At a certain moment, the spirit of the mask suddenly opened up, and it shouted, "Then we can continue to eat hairy blood!"

"Sand sculpture!" He Yu knocked on it directly in the consciousness space, "There are so many delicious things in this world, do you have a grudge against Maoxuewang, you just know to keep an eye on it!"

Then He Yu made another meal of Kung Pao Chicken that day.

"Fuck!"

The second day was mapo tofu served with a bowl of seaweed egg drop soup.

"Fuck!!"

Next is another meal of spicy pot.

"Fuck, fuck..."

boom!
He Yu, who couldn't bear it anymore, got out from the depths of his soul and knocked it out again.

"Is it okay to read more when you're free? I know what the hell you're talking about all day long. What else can you say... stupid!"

Then He Yu threw a copy of "A Song of Ice and Fire" to it, "Take it and read it slowly, and improve your self-cultivation."

Then, He Yu, who had unknowingly regained control of his body, just followed.

As for the spirit of the mask, power?ambition?Power?It doesn't exist... It has long forgotten what it wants these dicks for.

(End of this chapter)