Doomsday Sanctuary

At this time, hundreds of officials worshipped, the city boiled, and the shouts shook the sky and rushed straight into the sky.

Di Ping's expression was calm, but at this time he also felt a trace of pride in his heart. This is an empire that he created with his own hands. Nowadays, there is finally a trace of a strong clan. In the future, the human clan will also become stronger and stronger, above the ten thousand clan in the Xinghai Sea. .

He has such confidence and such strength!

Suddenly, his mind moved, his eyes instantly stared into the sheltered city under his feet, his eyes crossed the space and met a strange white-faced middle-aged man.

boom!

Di Ping's soul shook, and for an instant he lost all the sounds in the city in his consciousness, as if there were only two people in his world at this time, and the world around him was nothingness.

In the middle of the void, the white-faced middle-aged man was sitting at the tea table, as if standing on the surface of the water, with reflections rippling in the water. He held the teacup towards Di Ping with a light stroke, Chen Chi said lightly:

"Little friends, can you sit down and have a cup of tea together!"

The waves in Di Ping's heart were violent, and his eyes burst out of shock, a strong sense of crisis burst from his heart, who was the other person who could pull him into this world of consciousness.

And it seems that the system did not have an early warning, and the town demon tower did not give feedback, and the five elements divine body in his soul space could not be connected, as if it was sealed.

He wanted to contact the town demon tower, and even the town demon tower did not respond. It seemed that at this moment he had turned into an ordinary person and was stripped of everything.

However, fortunately, in the consciousness space, the system can still be connected, which relaxes the panic and anxiety in his heart a bit.

He suppressed the shock and anxiety in his heart, staring at the white-faced middle-aged man, bowed his hands and said:

"Excuse me, who is Senior and why he will be pulled into this space!"

As if seeing an old friend, the white-faced middle-aged man picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea, put it on the table opposite him, and smiled slightly:

"Little friends, please sit down. I have lived for too long. I have almost forgotten my name for a long time. If you have to have a name, you can call Mo!"

Di Ping's eyes shrank slightly. He was suppressing hundreds of extraterrestrial powerhouses in the Demon Suppression Tower. Although Lie didn't say anything, the Rong Yuan realm could not stop him.

Although these merging element realms are only the lowest level of existence, they know more than he knows, but he knows more and more information at any time, and he knows more and more about the outer star realm.

There are countless taboos and dangers to know about surviving in the great world of Xuanyuan. One of them is the name, which is extremely important.

If you encounter a person with a word, you must be careful. This is likely to be a very ancient race. You don't know what kind of force is standing behind him. It is likely that it has inherited countless Yuanhui existence.

Some ancient clans like to use single words. Of course, some people also use a word to pretend to be ancient clans. He doesn't know if this is the case for Mo.

However, there is one thing he can be sure of. This silent power is so powerful that even his demon town tower and divine body soldiers are shielded, and it is likely to exist above the middle level of the catastrophe.

After Di Pingqi suppressed fiercely, there was a hint of arrogance in his heart. He faintly felt that the catastrophe was nothing more than that. But at this time, he was like a pot of cold toppings, instantly awake. It turned out that when he encountered such a strong person, he even had a chance to shoot. No.

Di Ping suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and he saluted the white-faced middle-aged man respectfully:

"Di Ping has seen Senior Mo, and I don't know what Senior Di Ping asked for. If I can help, Senior please let me know!"

Looking at Di Ping with a gentle expression silently:

"Why, does King Di look down on the old man's tea? This is the tea bowl of your Earth Star. Although it is only the tea that ordinary people drink, it is not as good as the spirit tea that King Di drank, but this tea can quench their thirst. It has the effect of relieving heat, dispelling toxins and removing obstacles, and relieving and promoting body fluids. It is not an exaggeration to call it the tea of ​​life. It is a tea collected by life and energy. Drinking it will not humiliate King Di!

Di Ping stared at the old man, his heart trembling slightly. It seemed that the old man came to Earth and Star not a day or two, and he also knew about this big bowl of tea.

He smiled slightly and sat down opposite Mo with a face of self-confidence, and said:

"It seems that the predecessors understand the tea culture of our ethnic group. However, as the predecessors said, a large bowl of tea quenches thirst and relieves group heat, it is not the sample method of predecessors!"

As he said, he stretched out his hand to hold up the tea bowl in front of him, blew off the froth on the water, and drank it in one gulp. The tea overflowed from the corners of his mouth too quickly. Di Ping wiped the water marks on the corners of his mouth and put it down again.

"happy!"

The white-faced middle-aged man looked at Di Ping in a daze with a tea bowl, seeming to be surprised by Di Ping's rough tea drinking, and then a wry smile appeared on his face:

"It seems that I still haven't learned the essence of culture. Tea is a thirst quencher, not a product!"

He actually learned Di Ping to drink up the tea in one sip, then wiped his mouth, put down the tea bowl again, and then let out a long sigh of relief, with a touch of satisfaction and joy in his expression.