Chapter 1952: The Last Battle (18)

"Brother, cut open his dantian and take out the origin of wood!"

If he had the power of the Origin, he would not want to touch the power of destruction in the thunder and lightning if he died.

"Hmm!" The half-orc patronus nodded, and before he could blink, he had already arrived in front of Feng Qingyi, his fingers forming claws, and grasping towards Feng Qingyi's dantian.

If Feng Qingyi can't dodge, the dantian will definitely be pierced.

However, he miraculously flashed.

"No one is allowed to do anything in the Identification Tower!"

"Little Juju!" Hearing this immature voice, Xuan Bao knew who was the one who spoke, he pouted, his eyes were red and choked: "Xiao Juju, these two big villains killed Aunt Dou, help Xuan Bao kill them!" ”

"No one is allowed to do anything in the Identification Tower!"

This is the answer to him.

No matter what Xuan Bao said, the voice would sound mechanically.

"Mother, what's wrong with Xiao Juju!"

"It's its duty!" Yue gently hugged Doudou in her arms and said, "Let's go up!" ”

In the identification of the Divine Tower, there is still a limit on mental power.

However, this restriction is completely non-existent for them.

Without any hindrance, they reached the top of the Identification Tower.

But I saw that a ball of snow-white cotton was suspended in the center with a golden chrysanthemum.

Beneath it is a raised stone slab, a rune that contains the origin of gold.

When the moon stepped forward gently, Jimo and the orc patronus did not step forward to fight.

They had been studying for countless years and had not figured out how to extract the power of origin from the runes, and they had given up.

"If you want to get runes, you have to answer three questions first!" Little Chrysanthemum's dark eyes didn't flicker, except for machinery or machinery.

"Say!" Yue's voice was cold, but the startled chrysanthemum swayed and trembled.

"First question, who am I?"

Even if you are not the one who answers the question, you still instinctively start to think.

Identifying the Tower Guardian Beast? Small chrysanthemums? Cotton?

"A different kind of fireworks!"

When Tsuki gently spat out this answer, the others looked strange.

What is the answer to this?

"That's right! I'm who I am, different fireworks! ”

Sweat!

"Question 2, who gave birth to me?"

The breath of heaven and earth? Cosmic desolation?

"You were born by you/mom!"

"That's right! I was born to my mother! ”

Sweat!

"Question 3, who is my mother?"

Who is it? Who is it?

Her eyes were all focused on Yue Qingqing, she didn't think about it, and said, "Northeast people!" ”

Who are the Northeasterners?

"That's right! We are all Northeast silver~"

Is this still sung?

Everyone present was stupid!

What are these questions? What are these answers?

Why can't they understand a word?

"Give it to me!" Yue gently spread her hands.

"Wow! Lord Yin, you have to rob the origin of the heaven and earth of the little chrysanthemum! ”

Hearing this sudden voice, Yue's body trembled slightly.

The little chrysanthemum is blinking her dark eyes, constantly shooting out a flattering light.

"Recognize us?" Yue gently squatted down, grabbed the chrysanthemum above its head, and said coldly: "Doudou is dead!" ”

"Lord Yin, do you want Little Chrysanthemum's Soul Rejuvenation Pill? No, no, no, don't give! ”

Yue's eyes quickly crossed the light, and she asked word by word, "What is the Soul Restoration Pill?" ”

"The Soul Resurrection Pill is to bring the dead back to life!" Little Chrysanthemum didn't even think of an explanation.

"Bring it!" The moon gently grasped its chrysanthemum and swayed.