Chapter Seventy-One: The Meteorite Stone

At this time, except for Zhu Ping, several guardian spirit masters had already woken up, and they watched as Wang Lao's soul power entered the former's body, and their eyes were full of jealousy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but that's limited to that, they all stand with their hands down obediently.

After all, no matter in terms of identity and strength, these protagonists can destroy their existence with a flip of their palm.

When everyone saw the white stone in the palm of the second, they were first curious, is this the legendary Fallen God Stone? Why is there no grade, because there is no way to classify its characteristics, or no one really finds out its characteristics. Several people looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of disappointment in each other's eyes, which did not live up to the name.

The villain that Wang Lao had turned into fluctuated violently, and the second man clearly felt that it was an excited emotion, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart, why was he so eager to enter the Meteorite Stone? Is it fun to never be superborn?

However, as the emperor of people, he would never lose his trust in front of everyone, so he hesitated and said, "What to do now." ”

"Your Majesty, please throw the stone." Wang Lao suppressed his excitement, and his voice trembled a little.

The second nodded and gently threw the meteorite stone towards Wang Lao, strange to say, the plain stone stopped outside the blue light group, suspended out of gravity, as if it was called by Wang Lao's consciousness to emit a faint white light, and it became crystal clear and dazzling.

Everyone looked at it dumbfounded, and the second also smacked his lips, these nine meteorite stones have been placed in the ring of the alien dimension with him since he ascended the throne, and he has played with it countless times in his spare time, but whether it is with soul power or the power of mind, it is always indifferent, and now there is such a change.

"It's summoned by the power of pure thought." Qi Wubi explained in a dark voice.

The villain turned into a villain by Wang Lao knelt down, kowtowed, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness." ”

The second straightened his face and put his hands up and said, "Elder Wang, please get up quickly, you have been loyal to the country all your life, and this is what you deserve." ”

The former still knocked three times before getting up and said, "Although the old man is going here, although his mind is not extinguished, he will fall into a deep sleep, and I don't know when he will wake up." Please also ask Your Majesty not to forget the old man's previous words. ”

The second thought in his heart, how could he know so well about the Meteorite Stone. But now that Mu Chengzhou asked if he had lost his bearing, he nodded his head and said, "I know." ”

Wang Lao's soul body was shocked, and he realized that his words were wrong. The Second almost never called me in front of him, and now calling me me was a reminder that he would keep his promise as the king of a country, and there was a vague sense of warning.

For my inhuman existence, does he still need to be afraid and guarded? Wang Lao secretly laughed to himself, and said to Qi Wuda, "Brother Qi, Zhu Ping's small will trouble you." ”

After finishing speaking, he didn't say much, and he didn't even look at the second world, and the whole person turned into black smoke and rushed towards the meteorite outside the blue light.

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He was knocked back a few steps, but he couldn't break through the blue light.

"Brother Qi, what do you mean by this?" Wang Cheng said angrily as a villain.

"Apologize, old blind man, I failed to collect the law in time" A dark voice sounded.

"Ugh." Wang Lao replied noncommittally, but when he saw that the blue light had dissipated, he didn't say much. But he didn't notice that there was a needle-sized blue light that quickly melted into his body.

The first salute to the second one turned into black smoke and rushed towards the Meteorite again.

The white light on the stone suddenly appeared, but it was like being dragged by an invisible hand to envelop the black smoke and blend with each other.

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A strange trembling sound sounded, and everyone, including the second, was in a trance. When he looked at it again, the Meteorite Stone had returned to its ordinary appearance at the beginning, and Wang Lao was nowhere to be seen.

Presumably he entered the Meteorite Stone, but as for how he got in, no one saw it.

"Uncle Qi?" II asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Alas, the old man is the same!" Qi Wudao sighed with some loss.

"Huh?" The second was stunned, even he didn't see it, what was affecting everyone just now, the power of the mind, it was too strong! Could it be that this seemingly inconspicuous little stone has the power of a guardian?

Qi Wudao sensed it with his heart and smiled strangely. A trace of his soul power from the stone fluctuated like nothing, and it was not completely cut off, so good. The old man wants to see what tricks you're playing!

Zhu Ping's consciousness gradually recovered from the severe pain.

The eyes of several Patronus Spirits had long since changed from jealousy to pity. Because his current appearance can only be described in one word, miserable.

My whole body trembled involuntarily, and my clothes were soaked with bright red blood. The whole person stood like a blood figurine, his pupils dilated a few times, but he couldn't contain the deep pain in his eyes. No one dared to approach, and a powerful and frenzied wave spread irregularly, causing several Guardian masters to involuntarily hold their breath, for fear of triggering it to lunge towards them.

Zhu Ping only hated why he couldn't faint or die immediately, it was a hellish ordeal. Previously, when the whole body was frozen, the meridian skin quickly condensed, and although it hurt into the bone marrow, it was simply a pleasure compared to now.

I don't know when the extreme cold turned into extreme heat. It was at that moment that Zhu Ping's dissipated consciousness gradually condensed, making him clearly feel that everything in his body, such as blood vessels, meridians, etc., that had been stagnant, fell apart in a few breaths, as if they were all mixed together. Blood raged like magma in the body, and everywhere it went was red, and anyone who dared to stop their progress, whether it was bones, muscles, or meridians, was completely destroyed and assimilated. All the cells were wailing, magnifying the pain to an incomprehensible extent into Zhu Ping's nerves, allowing him to savor it carefully.

The soul house has long become a sea of red earth, and the two souls of man and earth are submerged in it, desperately struggling to escape, but where can they go?

Only the soul pool was eerily calm, as if everything had resumed its work as if nothing had happened to it. However, the efficiency has increased a lot, and the soul power is three times more than before, and it is quickly generated, dissolving into the soul and nourishing the body.

If it weren't for its existence, I'm afraid Zhu Ping would have exploded into a cloud of blood mist long ago.

Even so, the physical and spiritual hardships still made him almost crazy, and even a little strange, the impact of this intensity is logically impossible to resist at all, why can consciousness still hold on?

But the thought was only fleeting, and there was no time to think deeply. All consciousness is suffering from the power of pain. At this moment, there is only the red of the soul in his eyes, and his pupils are dilated, so that he can't see any scene outside, and can only reflect the pain in his heart.

If he could see it, he would find that the blue light enchantment laid by Qi Wugut had absorbed at least four-fifths of the power of Wang Lao's Heavenly Soul, otherwise he would not have been able to hold it out.

There is a difference of more than a dozen levels, and after arriving at the watchman, each section is different from mud, this situation is like putting a big watermelon in the stomach of a small ant, not to mention the quality, this amount alone is not something he can tolerate.

"This kid is a bit of a cultivator." Qi Wudao said in a low voice.

"Huh?" The second frowned slightly.

"The king's soul power entered too fast and too violently, and it didn't even make him explode instantly. Although the soul power in his body is not much now, it is by no means something that a mere guardian spirit can bear, and it is not easy to persist until now. The former explained in a dark voice, and it was still the two of them who could only hear it.