Ziyi let out a long sigh and said...... Talking about trading with the Golden Crow, do you know what the Golden Crow is? ”

Jusanro replied seriously, "It's a bird." ”

“……”

"Don't get me wrong, teacher, I don't mean to disrespect it."

"And what do you mean?"

Jusan Lang replied, "I mean, I want to talk to it." ”

Zi Yi said: "Let's not talk about whether it will talk to you, communicating with it requires divine sense, once the golden crow is angry, you can afford it." ”

Shisanlang said: "It's just a deal, even if it can't be negotiated, it won't be so angry." ”

Zi Yi had a little headache, and couldn't help but mock: "What Jin Crow hates the most is the human race, you not only took its soul, but also took away its body, don't you know, what does this mean?" ”

"It means that I will give him Chapter 1184 and the root of his teeth is itchy, and I will laugh at Maitreya Buddha in return."

Thirteen Lang was still calm, and said: "Yelian's words are very reasonable, there is no deal that cannot be reached, just look at how many chips there are, I have cards in my hand, whether it is a human or a ghost, a demon or a demon, no matter who it hates and who it likes and who complains and who it loves and admires, you can talk about it." ”

Zi Yi was silent, and only said after a long time: "You try to convince me first." ”

Thirteen Lang said: "Teacher, don't ask, some words are useful to it, but they may not mean anything to you at all." ”

After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Let me try, won't it be inconvenient?" ”

Zi Yi smiled and said, "You have collected the soul in the land of fire spirits, and it desperately attacked the formation under its anger, and the damage was quite serious, I took the opportunity to suppress it, and took advantage of it somewhat." If it is to guide your mind, you need to connect with its main soul, and the little advantage you have gained so hard is gone. ”

Thirteen Lang understood, and at the same time fell silent.

Zi Yi said: "It's not that I can't bear this advantage, in fact, even if the connection between it and the main soul is severed, it will still take many years for me to fully succeed. In other words, I'm probably just stalling for time. ”

Thirteen Lang thought for a while and said: "Communicate with the main soul, the advantage of Chapter 1184 The root of the tooth is itchy and the Maitreya Buddha will be lost, and this time will also be compressed." ”

Zi Yi didn't hide it from him, and said reproachfully: "Yes, in fact, it's nothing, a little longer and a little shorter, the ending is doomed."

It's just that I can't be reconciled after all, and I want to fight. ”

Shizilang said: "Even if you can win, what will you do with your physical body?"

Compared with the monk and the demon beast, the soul may have the strength to fight, but when it comes to the body, the person and the demon beast of the same realm are not at the same level at all. Take the golden crow in front of me, its claws have been placed here for I don't know how many years, and it still looks unscathed, if it is replaced by a human ...............,

"The body has no soul for a long time, and it will naturally turn into ashes."

Zi Yi said: "My original plan was for you to take my body out and hand it over to the dean, and ask him to use his means so that I can last a few more days." ”

Shisanlang said: "It's just a symptom, it's not advisable. ”

"Your solution can cure the root cause, and it must be able to work!"

Ziyi sighed helplessly, and said: "You know the situation, if you want to insist on negotiating a deal with Jin Wu, I will arrange it." ”

Hearing this, Thirteen Lang was silent for a long time, "His face changed like a candle flame.

Don't look at what he said very lightly before, in fact, everyone understands that no matter what kind of hole cards he has, to take away the claws that Jin Wu relies on and can almost say the last hope, where is this kind of transaction called "It's just a robbery!"

If such a business can be negotiated, there are only two possibilities, one is that Thirteen Lang will become a god, and the other is that Jin Crow will become a fool. But once the negotiation fails, in addition to bearing the anger that Jin Crow may erupt, Thirteen Lang will also shorten Ziyi's life in disguise, and even kill her.

To talk, or not to talk?

Thirteen Lang also thought at this time that although Zi Yi was understated, judging from her performance, what she said about achieving a little advantage "is very likely to be a weight that will hopefully bring about the final victory, otherwise, she will not have the ability to wait quietly for so many days, and have been communicating with Thirteen Lang without being affected, and even shielding Jin Wu."

On the one hand, there is a chance to succeed, and on the other hand, there is almost no hope in the negotiation, Ziyi puts the decision in his hands, how to choose?

Shisanlang bit his lip stubbornly, grabbed a few deep grooves on the ground with one hand, and pinched the fingers of the other hand deep into the flesh, sweating through his heavy clothes.

"Quack!"

There was a deathly silence around the altar, the air seemed to freeze into ice, and the Tianxin toad chirped uneasily, as if urging.

"Let's talk!"

Gritting his teeth, he took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it, and said in a voice that was calm to indifference.

"I'll talk to it."

A vast sea of fire, boundless, without heaven and earth, without color, without life.

There is only fire, and there is boundless fire in the calm.

In the midst of the fire, Shisanro felt a lot of emotions, anger, unwillingness, resentment, hatred, and emotionless coldness.

None of them have a positive taste.

To destroy the world, first of all, to hate the world, to hate people, demons, heaven and earth, and to hate everything you see.

The temperature around him was so high that it was unimaginably high, and what Thirteen Lang entered into the sea of fire was only a wisp of consciousness, but he felt that his bone marrow was going to be steamed dry. If he had come in his own form, he would have melted away in an instant and turned into nothingness.

This is because it has been sealed for tens of thousands of years, and the shell with no will and no soul is not even a shell, just a small part.

What is Strength? What is Powerful?

At this time, Thirteen Lang couldn't help but think about how powerful it would be if the Golden Crow broke the ban and was reborn and truly fused into one and became complete!

If the two parties to the transaction need to be reciprocal, who is qualified to do so?

Thirteen Lang could only smile bitterly.

Compared to the sea of fire, he is as inconspicuous as a wisp of smoke on a volcano, a drop of water in the sea, and a wisp of wind in the sky, which will dissipate at any time. He could scarcely imagine how the teacher could survive in this place and maintain his sanity, compete with the Golden Crow, and even occasionally have the upper hand.

In addition to shock, or shock, Thirteen Lang could no longer find the right words to describe it, and he didn't dare to describe it.

He didn't have time to waste, he didn't have a heart oak to admire or sigh, and now he was like those monks who tried to melt their souls with the Golden Crow in the past, and he couldn't stay for too long.

Even if he gave up this wisp of divine thought, the result would be the same.

There was rumbling around him, as if tens of thousands of horses were galloping, and their momentum was overwhelming, crushing and crushing everything they encountered. Thirteen Lang knew that the soul of the Golden Crow had been communicated by Ziyi, and the next moment would come.

He withdrew his gaze from afar, trying to hold his mind and calm his breathing.

And he straightened up.

He stretched out his arms, spread his hands, and tilted his head back slightly, as if to welcome the Holy Spirit descending from heaven.

On an equal footing!

"Creatures from the past, creatures who have suffered so much, creatures in chains, open your eyes, your hearts, and your souls."

"Take a good look at who I am!"

"Smell it, my breath!"

"Listen to what I'm going to say to you!"

Thirteen Lang raised his hands high, like the most devout believer in the name of C, like the most compassionate Buddha, like a god overlooking the world, and shouted loudly.

"Prepare for the gift I brought you! 、”

At that moment, he really looked like a magic stick.

The next moment, he heard the golden crow's response, like ten thousand thunderbolts exploding.

"The deity knows that you are a thief!" !!