Chapter 74

"Now that I'm here, why suppress the breath?" Tirathamis put down the crystal plate and faced the empty hall road.

"Excuse me for interrupting you." A female voice answered.

There are spatial ripples in the void, and then a layer of crystal appears from the ripples. The crystal grows continuously, and then a purple channel is established. After that, a crystal beauty came out of the passage, with purple hair, purple skirt, and a pair of beautiful eyes shining with the light of stars in the sky.

Behind her is a giant rock with many huge crystals embedded in it. The giant rock is six meters tall, with his big feet pounding on the ground.

Princess Fengling slowly pulled up her skirt and bowed her knees to tiratimus. Tirathamis did not move. The rock giant could not help but take a step forward. Princess Fengling stopped him with a smile. Then she turned around and held the biggest purple crystal on akamuob's body with her two slender fingers. Then she gently pulled it, and the crystal was unloaded from akamuob by Princess Fengling.

Akhamob's body shakes and almost faints with pain. This is the largest piece of tissue in his body, which is naturally a part of his body. Being pulled out in this way is no less than being pulled out by ordinary people. He bowed his head slightly to hide the pain, but in God's eyes, everything was smooth.

Princess Fengling gently raised her hand, and her hands retreated forward. The crystal stone, which was one meter square, floated slowly towards tiratimus.

Akhamob's body is a divine body, and the energy in the crystal is naturally suppressed by his divine sense. The crystal is pulled out. Originally, due to the lack of strong will suppression, the energy contained in the crystal can not be controlled and exploded. However, the energy in the crystal sent by Princess Fengling is obviously suppressed without any abnormality.

Tirathamis put down the crystal board, watched the crystal float in front of him, then gently touched the crystal with his finger, and the crystal was suspended in the air in front of him.

Akhamob stood up, and the fire in his eyes flickered. He knew that the energy in each of his crystals was the energy of a river of stars. He resisted the power of a river of stars with the force of a finger. In this plane, no one but Princess Fengling could do it.

After the creation of the temple, tiramis's body has shrunk to the size of ordinary people, so now in front of Princess Fengling, his body is not even as big as Princess Fengling's waist and abdomen, but his divine power is unfathomable.

Tiratimus looked at the crystal stone quietly, thinking.

But Princess Fengling didn't seem to be in a hurry. With a smile on her face, she clasped her hands in front of her abdomen and waited quietly.

"All the underlying driving energy contained in this rule is not the power of faith. What is it?" After a long time, tiratimus suddenly put down his fingertips, looked at Princess Fengling and asked.

He looked a little chilly, but Princess Fengling did not rush to answer. Instead, she leaned back slightly again with a smile and saluted tirathamis again, saying, "great tirathamis, this should ask you. The one who wants to trap you is embedded in this space. Our humble existence is only the creation of that existence. How dare we guess the creation of the LORD God when we understand the superior superficially? "

Fengling's words are very polite, but also cut all the interests with himself very clean.

"Embedded?" Tirathamis's voice was a little smiling. He looked at the wind chime and cast his eyes on the crystal floating in front of him. After thinking about it, he stretched out his finger to stick to the surface of the crystal again. Then his eyes radiated a light yellow light, which slowly extended through the crystal surface. With the light in his eyes, The energy of a galaxy in the crystal is pulled out like a balloon, and the bubble rolls and vibrates in the crystal, like a group of bubbles that do not want to be vertical. However, under the control of the yellow light, the bubble slowly approaches the surface of the crystal, and then overflows from the crystal and sticks to the finger of tirathmis.

"Yi" of a, tiratimus fingers burst out of a blue smoke, his fingers were burned black.

"So overbearing?" Tirathamis is not smiling.

Tirathamis's fingers left the spar, and the energy in the spar slowly contracted back to a luminous sphere.

"The fury of God?" Tirathamis is neither laughing nor laughing. If the energy basis of this surface is God's anger, then how much anger does this person have to exist to suppress such a huge world“ She must hate me

Feng Ling's face remained unchanged, and said, "and I, just before you came, locked a lock of the fire."

Tiratimus looked up at the wind chime with a strange look: "sure enough, you are a little similar to her."

Fengling said, "well, I'm very honored. That one must be very beautiful."

Tiratimus shook his fingers a little, and the charred parts fell into the dust, and the new fingers slowly took shape“ Maybe. " He answered absently.

"So?" Asked tiratimus.

The wind chime sighed and walked forward slowly, not far from tirathamis, and said, "this is a gift."

"I'll take it." Tirathamis did not hesitate“ What do you want? "

Feng Ling was a little stunned. It seemed that he did not expect that tirathamis would accept it so easily and directly. With a horizontal heart, he returned to his original calm: "take me away from this plane."

"Your Highness!" Tirathamis did not answer, but akhamob could not help exclaiming. The conversation between Princess Fengling and tirathmis is not behind his back, and he is not deaf.

Fengling turned her head and looked at akamoob. There was no blame or pity in her eyes, but a faint helplessness: "I can rekindle your sacred fire in a more free and superior position." The wind chime is still calm, the sound is like the wind blowing over the temple.

"But if we lose our memory, we have been destroyed!" Akamuob is reluctant.

"It's not totally out of the question." Interrupted tiratimus. Wind chime and akhamob were immediately quiet.

"Change the lock." Tirathamis said, "with the anger of God as the raw material, there is only hatred in her heart. For a plane that has only hatred, if it is replaced by a lock that can control it, there will be no fluctuation at all. It's safe to hold it in her hand, and she doesn't care what she holds. "