Waste Strong Foundation

Advance to the tenth deca level!

The Lord of Baimin stopped eating Haisai, and the jade residue covered with his saliva sprayed all over the ground.

Di Jun predicted that some mortals would "send" two volumes of Taishi pens to their original owners.

As for how to get the artifact back and who got it, Father God didn't explain it to him because the Kunlun gods were watching from the sidelines.

What Taishi wrote is the development and ending of the story, and the details are occasionally commented by Emperor Jun, not including the whole process.

It licked its thumb made of suet jade, and looked at the young man standing under the shadow of its knee in surprise.

How dare a mere mountain god hide the most tyrannical artifact in the world!

The Lord of the White People: "Which mountain are you... the God of the Mountain? You are so bold! Return the Taishi Bi to the book!"

After advanced, a lot of unfamiliar information flooded into his mind, Fei Mingqiu was speechless, seeing his current appearance on the clean white jade floor.

Curiously, he tugged at the long hair that reached down to his calf, and stroked the tiger jade pendant at the end of his hair, and then glanced at Shang Yuan who was standing with the knife in his hand.

Shang Yuan still gestures to him.

rest assured……

Oh, don't worry!

When he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, Shang Yuan's left index finger had already lost two small phalanges, revealing the rusty and mottled metal splicing cut surface.

Fei Mingqiu held the cane in front of him, "You don't care which mountain's god I am. Little devil, you just give me the second volume."

Kunlun is the habitat of the gods, and Taishi Bi was born in the Kunlun Mountains.

He has a close relationship with Taishibi, and he feels something in the dark, but he can't explain clearly in a few words.

Seeing the change in the attitude of the young man before and after he advanced, Bai Minzhi felt very anxious and could not make up his mind.

It will also go to the world to reproduce the white people and open up a new civilization. It must not be folded in this tomb just because the Taishi pen is recycled——

The worm eggs and jade stones on its cheeks fluttered down, and correspondingly, the first volume of Taishi Bi turned the pages again, and finally turned to the fourth page of No.80.

The surface of the tablet of the gods is peeling off a little bit of white jade.

Inside is a miniature version of the golden palace and mountains, rivers and seas.

Most of the temples are still empty, and in the stele representing Nuwa lies a beautiful woman with a human face and a snake body.

The lord of Baimin took the jade residue with both hands and stuffed it into his throat, then he mumbled, "Get up!"

The lying beauty flew out of the monument, her limbs and joints were like puppets wrapped in wire ropes, and she stopped and went towards it.

The Lord of the White People turned back to the seventh page of No. 90 in the second volume, eager to find Fei Mingqiu's tablet.

According to its thinking, the rank of this mountain god will not be high, and it may take some effort to find the corresponding god position and make it fall.

While thinking about it, the Lord of Baimin rolled his eyes and boldly looked at the goddess with a human face and a snake body.

The creator of the world is like her, and one day she will become successful and die, but the remaining soul is locked in the Taishi pen by Di Jun, and it ends up in such a state.

Poor, poor!

Nuwa's remnant soul was polluted and smeared wantonly by the Lord of the Baimin, so she made a gesture with her slender hands, and squeezed out newborn Baimin one by one.

She was intoxicated in the warmth and joy of creating a human being, completely oblivious to the white hair and white eyes of the creature that fell to the ground from the gap between her fingers.

The Lord of the Baimin ate the Baimin created by Nuwa one by one, and his snow-white and fat eyes patrolled and inspected among the sacred tablets.

Wait, this cracked god is——!

Fei Mingqiu climbed up the stele of the Enlightened Beast, and said coldly: "Little devil, give me the next book."

The Lord of Bai Min wiped the jade chips from the corner of his mouth, "I don't know which mountain god of the wild mountain, the second volume is in my hands, what's the use of you guarding the throne of Kaiming Lord, he was killed by the Phoenix long ago. He came out to take your life! But your one-armed companion . . . "

Halfway through its speech, it raised its finger to the sky to divert Fei Mingqiu's attention, and clenched its left hand into a fist and hammered it heavily to the ground.

The little ghosts who were lying on the opening of the crack overlooking the country of the white people fell down sparsely, and died when they touched the ground, forming bursts of gloomy black mist.

bang bang bang!The fist is fast and steady!Fist is deadly without leaving room!

Shang Yuan couldn't dodge in time, his forehead was burning intensely, blood flowed along the brow bone to his left shoulder, and his eyelids were suddenly covered in blood.

He only had two fingers left on his left hand, and just trying to hold the knife, the composite metal part of the palm fell off with a clang.

Fei Mingqiu: "Shangyuan!"

The Lord of Baimin smiled triumphantly, chewing on the newborn Baimin's limbs, and smashed his left and right fists at Shang Yuan in turn——

God only allows you to watch many things from a distance.

Fei Mingqiu suddenly fell to his knees in front of the Enlightened Beast's tablet, pressed his chest with his ten fingers, gritted his teeth and raised his eyes to look at the cane thrown aside.

The sudden heart spasm seemed to take away all the heat from the internal organs.

He never had the habit of growing long hair, and thought it was a hindrance, but suddenly the broken hair on his forehead was blown by the breeze, and his eyelids became slightly hot.

The majestic tiger jade pendant weighed heavily on the tip of his hair, just like his mood at the moment.

Shang Yuan took three steps back and stiffly let go of his left arm - because Shang Yuan only had his left arm - Fei Mingqiu thought blankly.

Following the inertia given by the man, the silver-red long knife cut off half of the Lord of Baimin's fist neatly!

The Lord of the White People fell back and was forcibly pulled up by the golden lock on his jaw. He couldn't help screaming: "Ah! Father! Father God!"

Perfectly, it has never tasted the pain of amputated limbs, and it cannot eat to maintain its strength for a while.

Nuwa tirelessly fabricated the white people, and the white people piled up into a mountain, staggering and staring at each other, eating each other's flesh and blood in the next moment.

The second volume of Taishi's pen floated down from mid-air because of the loss of continuous supply of divine power.

Shang Yuan's body shook.

He seemed to be trying to wipe the blood that had flowed into his eyes.

But he soon realized that he couldn't do it without his hands.

"Ah!" The lord of the white people in a state of rage overturned everything that could be touched, and the steles of the gods fell down one after another.

It kept roaring, but at the moment when Shang Yuan reluctantly got up to grab the Taishi pen, he became surprisingly calm, and calmly sang a half-line rhyme.

Complex and ancient rhymes slow down the flow of time.

The Taishi Bifu, which was about to fall into Shang Yuan's arms, floated towards the Lord of Baimin again.

Shang Yuan sighed, lowered his eyes to shake off the blood on his eyelids, and said in a hoarse voice, "Fei Mingqiu."

Fei Mingqiu knelt on the ground, clenched his clothes and beat his heart and chest. When he heard Shang Yuan calling him, he gritted his teeth and stood up with a pale face.

In fact, his pretense was unnecessary - Shang Yuan couldn't see where he was again.

Even so, he loosened his five fingers little by little, endured the pain and picked up the cane with golden oracle bone inscriptions.

The ninth rank is the limit of mortals.

No matter the body, the soul or the will of the individual, everything ends here.

The tenth decile is a natural moat that separates humans and gods.

[Come here, let me ask you something quietly. ]

[…Have you ever seen Kunlun Mountain in your dream?It was the capital of Emperor Jun, but it was not owned by him. It was the source of the gods to create the world. ]

[For the sake of your life, not only must you not use the tenth gui-level supernatural power, but you must also stay far away from the Kunlun Mountains in the west. ]

[The Kunlun Mountains that lost the mountain god will attract suitable souls, and then devour their emotions and desires, making them become new mountain gods. ]

The night talk with Priest Youxia still echoed in my ears.

Fei Mingqiu held the cane and ordered the Taishibi to return, his pupils became more golden, and the wrist watch showed signs of loosening.

The Lord of the White People stretched out his hand to grab the book sideways, and the golden locks running through his jaw and nasal cavity buzzed to restrain his movements.

Fei Mingqiu's hands and the nails of the Lord of the White People touched the scattered Taishi pen volume at the same time, and both sides tore hard——

Tear in two!

The Lord of Baimin stared back and forth between the Taishi pens in both hands in disbelief.

The matter has come to this point, it can't explain to God the Father!

It clenched its fists and slammed at Fei Mingqiu furiously, its nails caught Fei Mingqiu's hair and lifted him up.

The first and second half volumes slipped from the palm of the young man, and the tiger with seven heads jumped up and swallowed them all.

Under the glaring gaze of the Lord of the White People, dense insect eggs crawled onto Fei Mingqiu's face.

One second he knew it was a hallucination, and the next second he was in a nightmare fabricated by the Lord of the White People, with his heartbeat filling his eardrums.

This time is not a psychological test that can be resolved by past experience.

Fei Mingqiu's thoughts were intermittent, sometimes he thought of the tiger in Shangyuan, and sometimes he thought of the players waiting for him to go back in Yanchi.

[You. ]

[Hmph, can't you think of it?After the tenth level is the true source!You never know how to break through the true source, do you? ]

[You should listen to what Master said.Silly apprentice, stop now and return the Taishi Pen to it. It keeps its word and won't kill you. ]

Old Fenghuang's voice in Tianmen was full of kindness and persuasion.

Fei Mingqiu raised the corners of his mouth.

Coincidentally, he had read about how the gods reached the true source in the underground secret room where there was a priest of the Xiong clan.

The hallucination gradually dilutes the sting of the heart spasm.

Fei Mingqiu burst out a few words in a soft voice: "Settled... settled. I apply...to settle in advance."

The watch flashes, and the new mail logo appears on the screen.

【Judging this debt repayment task...】

【... After review, the completion of task three is unqualified.The prosperity of tribal cities has not reached the standard. 】

[Three kinds of punishments will be randomly selected, please keep calm and avoid unnecessary accidents. 】

First electric shock, followed by ruler and whipping——

Fei Mingqiu will never have the chance to experience the power of the latter two ancient punishments in his life.

He relied on torture to forcefully get rid of the hallucinations, his brows and eyes were soaked and red as if soaked in ice water.

The Lord of Bai Min was about to strike at the tiger blocking Shang Yuan when he heard a sound as thin as a mosquito coming from the palm of his hand.

"What?" It asked casually, not thinking about it.

[you!How do you know the real source? ]

[You lied to me that day that you don't remember many things, ok, you bastard! ]

[Kunlun!Kunlun!what are you up to?It is a man-eating monster created by Di Jun, how could it drive away the flood for you! ]

It's good to keep your word.

Fei Mingqiu read word by word: "I have a wish. I want Shang Yuan to be well. It is better than the two times I met him."

The Lord of Bai Min was puzzled at first, but when he heard this request, he smiled and said, "Shang Yuan is the man who is dying. That's right, Father God wants me to fulfill the wish of the first mortal I see, and the price is to accept his money." Fate! But your wish is so simple, so what if I promise you."

Fei Mingqiu smiled weakly at it.

The Lord of Bai Min didn't know why, the smile froze on his pale cheeks, he threw away Fei Mingqiu, covered his mouth and spit out the muddy jade syrup.

It is a species designed by Di Jun with pride.

Keeping one's word is its talent for modifying its appearance, and it is also the fate of the Bai people.

That mortal whose internal organs and bones are all damaged cannot be rescued at all!

Mysterious metal never seen before!Complex and mysterious textures!

The mechanical core carrying the crystallization of human wisdom for thousands of years!

No wonder it smelled the breath of the Phoenix, Fuxi and other gods, but there was no trace of the gods helping them.

It's not that the gods see death and don't save them, but that they are reluctant to save their lives, and they can't be saved!

It watched in horror that the divine power it inherited from the emperor was stripped away by a force, and its eyes were so distressed that it cracked——

"No! No! Enough is enough! Father! I have granted his wish! Father! The rest is yours!"

The three parts of Di Jun's soul stored in it were rapidly drained.

The Lord of the White People lost his eyesight, lowered his head sadly, and soon became silent, turning into a black statue.

The ghost mother who had just rescued Dayu and others and went back to the ghost mansion to drink tea was half a step late.

The kingdom of Baimin is eerily silent.

Pure white jade powder fluttered randomly with her footsteps and breathing.

The ghost mother finally saw a shadow standing in the white mist, she ran quickly with her skirt in her hand, and said coquettishly, "Brother, are you alright?"

The man seemed to be having one nightmare after another, and he woke up when he heard the sound, "... Where is Fei Mingqiu?"

Mount Kunlun.

The six-eyed boy who delivered the booklet stumbled and ran into the hall, clutching his chest and screaming: "God, god! You're back?!"

The news spread quickly, within half a cup of tea time, the big and small gods of the entire Kunlun Mountain crowded the top of the mountain.

Even the Queen Mother of the West next door came with two carts of scrolls and asked Kaiming if he could print a batch of pirated books for a small business.

She came the latest, caught up with the crowd, and asked bluffing, "What's the matter?"

The six-eyed boy touched his dry eyeballs, "The god has returned, but he hasn't fully returned. Look, here."

The enlightened beast with its eighth head squatted quietly under the night, with the surging light ahead.

The author has something to say: the second volume is over.There is still a small volume of 【Dao Ye Enlightened】, I, I, I, as soon as possible!