Chapter Forty-Nine: The Ladder to the Other Shore (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation, I Want Anything for Greedy!!) )
The Emperor gradually put away all the impropriety, and the whole person instantly became serious.
"You're different! If it's a complete Hell Suppression Heavenly Demon, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to solve it, but if it's just two arms, you may not be able to ......."
"After solving the Hell Demon Suppression, you can get out?"
Looking at the monotonous black world that only existed around him, Ling Dao didn't want to stay longer for a moment, staying in this kind of place for a long time, I was afraid that he would go crazy!
The corners of his mouth were slightly lifted, and at this time, the momentum of the Desolate Emperor changed greatly, compared to the previous plainness, now a kind of ancient vicissitudes are gradually emanating from his body, and a powerful power is released from the slightly thin body, and even makes the void vibrate slightly.
There has never been a moment when the Desolate Emperor is more like a Dou Emperor, or rather, this is his true face.
The white hair flew up, looking at the spiritual way, and the desolate emperor said directly: "After solving the Hell Heavenly Demon, you can naturally go out!" The Hell Demon and the Silent Vertical Pupil come from the same source, and it is terrifying to all creatures, but at this time, it can't help you at all! Maybe that's what gives you an advantage over others. ”
As he spoke, the Desolate Emperor's gaze couldn't help but slip and he glanced at a corner below.
From the moment he entered this space, Ling Dao did not relax his observation of the Desolate Emperor for a moment, and at this time, following the other party's gaze, Ling Dao saw the black skeleton!
In the words of the Desolate Emperor, maybe he was able to survive because of the extinction of the vertical pupils!
"With the Silent Vertical Pupil, I can destroy that part of the Hell-Callying Heavenly Golem?"
Thinking of the Silent Vertical Pupil, Lingdao couldn't help but feel alive, maybe he could really go out, the Silent Vertical Pupil should be stronger than the Zhenyu Heavenly Golem! After all, being alive is the best proof!
Staring at the Spirit Dao tightly, after a while, the Desolate Emperor suddenly chuckled and said, "Hehe, the Hell Heaven Golem, which the Emperor can't destroy, can be destroyed by you, a two-star fighter boy?" ”
His face wrinkled slightly, Ling Dao's eyes were a little complicated, and he was more puzzled: "How can we solve the problem if we don't destroy it?" ”
The handsome white face still had a faint smile, and the Desolate Emperor then said: "To solve the problem, you don't have to destroy it, it is also a supernatural power, and the Silence Vertical Pupil can't destroy the Hell Heaven Golem, even if it's just a part, but it can suppress the Hell Heaven Golem!" Because the current Helltown Golem has been integrated with that monster for endless years! That breath will naturally make the silence and the vertical pupils instinctively become enemies of it! ”
"Repression?"
With a touch of helplessness on his face, the Desolate Emperor sighed lightly: "This space can seal the Hell Heaven Golem for a hundred years at most, and after a hundred years, this place will inevitably collapse and be destroyed in the void!" Rather than breaking the seal by itself in a hundred years, this seat might as well gamble now! ”
"Bet? What to bet on? It's not going to be using me to suppress that thing, is it? ”
There seemed to be no shortage of smiles on the face of the Desolate Emperor, but that smile had a hint of something different in the eyes of Lingdao at this time.
"Take you as the second container of the Hell Heaven Golem, in front of the complete Silence Vertical Pupil, the Hell Heaven Golem will only be suppressed, with the identity and talent of the Spirit Clan, even if you have no source qi, you will be able to reach the high-level Dou Saint in the future, at that time, you will have a thousand years of life! A thousand years may allow you to find a way to deal with the Hellish Golem! ”
"What?!"
Although he had been prepared for a long time, when he heard the words of the Desolate Emperor at this time, it was difficult for Lingdao to remain calm!
Listen to the meaning of the Emperor of the Wilderness, this is to put something into his body! And it still seems to be a big guy! Will you blow yourself up?
"There are only these two ways to leave this place, either try to subdue and suppress the arms of the Hell Heaven Golem, or you will reach the Five-Star Douzun, or you can also stay with this seat for a hundred years!"
"Senior, is there really no other way to be safe?"
For Lingdao's last hope, the Wasted Emperor just gave him a helpless smile.
"Looks like I can only try ......"
"Trying to suppress the Hellish Golem?"
"Nope! I'm going to cultivate here to Douzun! I hope my seniors will help me! ”
As Lingdao's words fell, the Desolate Emperor's expression was instantly embarrassed, and he grinned slightly, he couldn't react for a long time, the plot was wrong!
On the other hand, Lingdao, after seeing the great change in the desolate emperor's expression, was so cunning that he showed a triumphant smile.
Seeing the smile on Ling Dao's face, the Desolate Emperor was suddenly a little annoyed: "Good boy, you dare to tease this seat!" ”
"I once fooled an ancient high-level Dou Emperor, I think it's enough for me to blow for ten years!"
"Hehe, I'm afraid Lord Spirit Emperor wouldn't have imagined that he would have such a strange junior as you!"
Exhaled lightly, making his whole body relax a lot, he picked up his gaze again to look at the majestic figure in mid-air, and Ling Dao said with determination: "Where is that thing?" ”
The figure slowly leaned towards the Spirit Dao, still smiling the same, and the Desolate Emperor said slowly: "Before suppressing the Heavenly Demon Statue of the Suppressed Prison, I still need to confirm one more thing!" ”
"What's that?"
The Desolate Emperor then continued: "A long time ago......"
"I wipe ...... Don't you have to tell stories again! ”
Laughing and waving his hand, the Desolate Emperor then said, "Sort of!" A long time ago, there was a farmer, he had three sons, and the livelihood of their family of four depended on farming, but as time went by, the farmer's three sons gradually grew up, but the farmer was old and could no longer farm, but his eldest son was greedy for gambling and idle all day long; The second son is lustful, immersed in the Fengyue place all day long, watching the family decay day by day, if you were the third son, what would you do? ”
"Of course, I have to work harder to farm!" Almost without thinking about it, as soon as the Emperor of the Desert finished speaking, Lingdao answered.
It's just that he didn't notice that the Desolate Emperor in front of him suddenly changed his expression at this time, and he roared a little out of shape: "Why? ”
His hands pressed tightly on Ling Dao's shoulders, causing the latter to feel a little uncomfortable, and although he didn't know how many years had passed, the Desolate Emperor could still remember the scene of that day.
"If you were the third son, what would you do?"
That's the same question he was asked at the time.
"Wake up the eldest brother and second brother! Let them not be left wasted! ”
However, the man smiled at his answer, but then shook his head.
"Isn't that right?"
"Why don't you try to farm hard?"
"Farming hard? Why? ”
"Why... One day, someone will tell you the answer, but I prefer that you can think of it yourself! ”
This question has been with him for a lifetime, but just now, the Desolate Emperor heard exactly the same answer.
Looking at the handsome face that was only a foot away from him, full of excitement at this time, Ling Dao suddenly became cowardly and said: "The eldest son and the second son are not doing their jobs, if the third son doesn't work harder, won't they all starve to death?" ”
“.......”
"The eldest son and the second son are so depraved, why should the third son work his own?"
"The eldest and the second are hateful, but the third son can't follow the mess, right? What about the aging farmers? Could it be that after feeding them for so long, they will eventually starve to death with them? Lingdao didn't know why the Desolate Emperor asked this, but replied according to his own wishes.
The figure stepped back, and after a moment of stunned attention, the wasteland smiled inexplicably.
“…… I understand, the farmer has raised his third son for half his life, even if the eldest and second are hateful, the third child still needs to work hard for his father! Even though there are many injustices in the world, do you have to stick to your heart for the people you care about... My lord, is that what you're telling me? It's just a pity that I let you down......."
At this time, Ling Dao suddenly felt that the Desolate Emperor in front of him was a lot lonely in an instant, his eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't have the same spirit as before, but his palm waved to the side.
Immediately after that, the whole space was agitated, like water, with countless ripples, until a moment later, a quaint stone staircase suddenly appeared in front of Lingdao......