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The remnant soul of the **** of the gods is held in Su Yu's hands, like a golden thread containing life, flowing in the palm of his hand. The golden light illuminates the surroundings, which is extremely dazzling in this dark night.
Under this statue, Su Yu seemed extremely small, and the whole person was much smaller than the statue's sole.
Looking up, it looks as if the statue is against the sky.
"Ding--"
"The remnant spirit of the detected **** (20%) can be merged."
Along with the system prompt sound, Su Yu slowly pushed the remnant soul into the statue's body.
The golden silk thread is like blood, and once touched, it quickly flows in its body along with the statue.
From the outside, it can be clearly seen that the golden silk threads spread to every corner of the statue, making the statue look more divine, and then slowly submerged into the statue.
boom--
With the entry of the remnant soul of the god, the statue's eyes turned a bit, as if it had life.
The sudden movements also made the three of Zhao Zhao's faces look tight and put on a defensive posture. The statue's sense of oppression is too big and too big, and a little movement will make my heart tremble.
"Su Xiaoyou, the commander's method is really amazing, amazing..."
Lao Zhao looked at the statue and sighed involuntarily. Bing Xinyue on the side also nodded slightly. After seeing the magic of Dawang Mountain, her heart finally let go slowly. She was originally afraid that Su Yu was a liar. Now it seems that it is very likely Seed an impatiens, and... maybe an impatiens with medicinal clouds!
When she thought of this, her heart became hot.
"Unexpectedly, there really exists a God of War, no wonder Dawang Mountain can grow gold ingredients, it was originally a space created by God of War!" Sun Lao also said, looking at the void with awe.
"Oh, old man Sun, this kid's master is Wushen, do you dare to yell at him to accept him as a disciple?" Zhao old smiled and quipped at the stunned old man Sun.
"Qie, as the so-called art industry has a specialization, the master is the teacher, I teach him cooking, and it has nothing to do with martial arts!" Sun Lao refused to accept the airway, and then his eyes shined, excitedly said: "Once I accepted him as a disciple Then, when people talk about it in the future, they will say that I and Wu Shenshou the same apprentice, there must be a draught..."
Thinking of the future scenes of pulling the wind, the old Harazi of Sun Lao almost flowed out, wishing to try cooking with Su Yubi immediately.
For Sun Lao's self-confidence in honey, Su Yu was also very speechless, too lazy to ignore, and directly used the climbing ladder card.
With the use of the climbing ladder card, the stairs underneath have changed gradually, gradually from the height of the underground passage, and the first step has changed into the shape of white jade. The moonlight shines through the blue light, which looks sacred and mysterious.
These ladders lead straight to the Yingbin Tower, and from the bottom to the top, like a white dragon, which leads directly to the sky, people can't help raising their worship.
"Lying trough! Kid, is this your master's hand?!"
The three old Zhao people were stunned and looked at their feet in disbelief. They admired Su Yu's unpredictable means even more, and they were shocked.
High-end atmosphere!
Along the stairs, stepping up, Su Yu's mouth twitched up a little arc, this time, the facade of Dawang Mountain was finally enough...
...
Wuzhou mainland, an unknown place.
A man in black robe sat in the hall. The black robe covered his whole body. His entire face was hidden under the black robe and shrouded in darkness.
And all around the hall are actually mask people. If Su Yu is here, they will find that these mask people are exactly the same as the mask people who besieged Xiao Yihan before!
Here, there are actually ten people wearing golden masks!
The golden mask symbolizes Wu Zun!
In addition to these ten people, two people standing on either side of the black robe, wearing dark golden masks!
"What you said is true?"
Under the black robe, a gloomy voice came out slowly, with a heavy accent, as if from two different people at the same time.
"Sovereign, absolutely true! The God of Food command and the Dan Sheng command come out together. Now, most of the forces are thinking of rushing to Dawang Mountain, and even the general's man seems to be ready to go." Said the man in the golden mask.
"Divine Order? Dan Shengling?" The voice under the black robe with a sneer, "The Divine Eater can never change the habit of showing the limelight, this thing is absolutely instigated by him..."
"God help me too, **** help me too!"
Because of the excitement, he slowly stood up, "Hahaha, this Great King Mountain ruined my deployment in Dongzhou, but I was surprised by such a huge surprise!"
"Sovereign, what should we do next?"
"This opportunity is when we wiped out those forces!" The voice of the black robe was cold and murderous. "These old muddles will only become a stumbling block on our way, and it will be quiet when we eradicate it at once... …"
The words of the black robe made the mask people in the hall slightly stunned, and the eyes under the mask showed an incredible look.
This is too crazy...
"At that time, it is up to you two!" The black robe looked at the two men with dark golden masks and said quietly.
The two looked at each other and couldn't help saying: "Sovereign, with the two of us... I'm afraid..."
The black robe waved his hand and sneered, "Oh, no problem!"
There is a mirror in his hand. The frame and handle of the mirror are golden, and the mirror is generally the same as a normal mirror. However, even if it is placed in front of it, the mirror is still empty. Reflection!
"This is the sky mirror of one of the twelve spirits of heaven and earth. I was lucky enough to get it from Fengmo Valley. You took it." The words of the black robe surprised the two faces. It was hard to hide the colors of shock and panic in the eyes.
"Respect... Respect, take the sky mirror, then... then... what about Feng Mogu?" a dark golden mask asked involuntarily.
"Oh, when we are ready, what else is terrible in the world?! Do you need to remind me of what I do?" The black robe's eyes froze sharply, and looked at the man like a sword, "You just do what I told you to do!"
"Yes, the villain knows wrong..." The man was trembling all over, his head lowered immediately, and he dared not look at it again.
"Also, since there is such an opportunity, then the Tianjue plan should be implemented in advance..."
The murmured words of the black robe made the two dark-golden mask people startle again...
...
The fifteen days passed quickly. On this day, the entire Dongzhou County was overcrowded. People from all directions gathered here. Their common goal was to go to Dawang Mountain to witness this battle for God of Food.
"Master, this king of Dawang Mountain is the one who saved us last time." Fei Yanzong, most female disciples, and all of them are characters. Everywhere they walk is a striking scenery.
At this time, Jing Feiyan and her master walked at the forefront of the team and whispered to her master.
"Oh? Such a great grace, we must thank others!" Her master is a beautiful woman, and she looked at Jing Feiyan with a loving look and solemnly said.
"Cut, there is nothing to thank, he is an arrogant guy!" Jing Feiyan could not help but pouted.
Speaking of Su Yu, he couldn't help but think of Su Yu's arrogant appearance, and even regarded his beauty as nothing, which was really abominable.
That coquettish look made the younger brother who didn't know how many onlookers jumped on his heart and could not sleep at night.
boom--
The master was about to speak, but there was a roar in front of him.
Looking up, I saw a figure like a sharp arrow, and flew straight out, miserable, and a look of embarrassment.
"Well? What's going on?" Jing Feiyan couldn't help wondering.
Many people are frowning slightly, and it is Dawang Mountain in front of them. Could anyone else be fighting?
"The girl didn't know. The front is the mountain gate of Dawang Mountain. There is an enclave there. You can only enter through the mountain gate. Some people think that they have some skills and want to break this enclave. Situation..." A younger brother in a light gray gown, holding a folding fan, said to Jing Feiyan.
"Enchantment? That guy really has two sons..." Jing Feiyan murmured first, and then couldn't help but set his eyes on the elder brother, "Thank you for telling this son, I don't know if the son is?"
"Oh, in the next Xingyue, Sect Master Shou Yangchen, this box is courteous..." The younger brother saluted Jing Feiyan, and he looked like a modest gentleman, and it was hard to hide his affection in his eyes.
"Thank you, Young Master Yang..." Jing Feiyan also politely saluted, and then ignored it, and went to Dawang Mountain with his master...
"Smooth lady, gentleman is so good, I came out and fell in love with Yang Chen, worth it! It's too **** worth it!" Yang Chen looked at Jing Feiyan's back, with an obsession on his face, a slight smile, and slowly followed.
On the other side stood four figures, and also noticed the person who flew out.
The two standing on either side are Su Yu's old friends, one fat and one thin, and two fat and thin.
"Oh, this Dawang Mountain really has some ways, even if you and I can't make this kind of enchantment..." An old man in the middle said with a smile.
"There is still the statue, which looks motionless, but it is imposing. I am afraid it is not just a statue..." In the middle, another old man said.
"Yeah, this statue is powerful, so people don't dare to boo, you look around the statue, every person passing by can't help but look with respectful color, no one dares to be arrogant under the statue. It's the power in the world!"
The two old men sang one peace and marvelled.
"Master General, there is so much strangeness in Dawang Mountain. We didn't have this statue when we last came. I think it's worth our general mansion..." The fat and thin two were extremely respectful in front of the two old men. Can't help but take this opportunity to say. (Accounting for a mountain as king: 8888962)--(Accounting for a mountain as king)