"What are you Jeongkook going to do?" Diablo, looking surprised, stood at the top of a tower, his inquiring gaze on Bai Youyou, who was standing far away from him.

Because standing in his current position, he could see that in the sky not far away, three transport planes were slowly flying in with iron cables dragging a heavy bronze coffin.

Diablo used his dragon blood to ensure that the three transport planes were definitely dragging a coffin, both in terms of shape and proportions, and the rusty metal outside, indicating that it was a bronze coffin that had been aged for a long time.

"That's the essence of Jeongguk!" Bai Youyou glanced at Diablo, who was surrounded by warblers and swallows, with disgust. But an explanation was given.

"Heritage?" Diablo was completely confused at this time, "What's lying inside?"

"The time limit is approaching, seal the last breath of essence with a secret method, and leave a martial artist with the power of battle. "Bai Youyou doesn't plan to hide it, because he has to rely on Diablo's power.

"Do you want to try if you can use the life essence to pull back this kind of martial venerable?" Diablo's face at this time can be said to be quite exciting. Things are spiraling out of his control.

Because once this kind of Wuzun is really rescued, he knows with his feet that he doesn't want to save eighty percent of the distribution rights. Even Jeongkook's upper echelons won't give him a platform.

"This kind of attempt is not very reliable, is it! The limit is approaching, and no matter how much you make up for it, you can't make up for it, right?"

"That's right, if it's really a big limit, no matter what it is, it's useless. But martial arts practice, compete to win, if ordinary martial artists do not have the best cultivation method, people who die halfway abound, but even so, martial arts practice will still damage themselves.

Ancient books are contained, the respect of warriors, and the longevity of a thousand years. However, most of the martial artists lived to half of their theoretical age, and their blood and qi began to decay and went downhill irrepressibly. ”

For Diablo's words, Bai Youyou was noncommittal.

"So, I don't want to change my life against the sky. We just wanted to try to see if we could use the life essence you refined to replenish the Origin Essence that Wu Zun had lost in the battle, so that Wu Zun could live to the age he deserved. ”

"Hmm. Diablo looked solemn and nodded slowly. Whether it is to extend his life or prolong his life, it makes no difference to him, and once he succeeds, he will inevitably face great pressure.

"Your Highness Mu, you don't have to worry too much. The Martial Venerables have teamed up to kill two disaster-level monsters in the past two days, and the corpses of those two monsters are already on the road to be transported, and they will be yours when the time comes, and you will distribute them.

The one that is put away now, because it was burned by you, is only half a monster, and all the life essence refined by that time will belong to the old Venerable. ”

"Hmm. Hearing that the remains of two more monsters were about to be sent over, Diablo was not too happy.

However, even if he was worried, Diablo could only wait quietly for the development of the situation, hoping that the essence of life essence refined would not be too magical, otherwise he would be in great trouble at that time.

However, the reality is that the more he doesn't want something to happen, the more he wants it to happen.

Two days later, under the watchful eyes of the Jungkook military and several Wuzun who had arrived on purpose, Diablo used the scarlet fire to ignite the remains of the monster that had been parked at the airport for three days.

The strange scarlet fire danced on the monster remains, frantically devouring the remaining essence in the monster corpses, decomposing the impurities in them, leaving only the purest part.

According to the agreement, this sentence has nothing to do with him about the essence of life extracted from the monster corpses that have been burned once, so after Diablo lit the fire, he also retreated, and looked at the two fresh corpses that had just been transported not far away, which were his.

But now is not the time to pay attention to these, Diablo silently watched as the rising blood qi was restrained by the martial arts qi of those martial arts venerables, and poured into the quietly parked bronze coffin.

At first, there was no change, but as the blood and qi were continuously poured in, there was a heartbeat as thick as a war drum slowly sounded.

At the same time, a wave of heat spread from the bronze coffin, as if a silent steel-making furnace was being restarted, and the chill that had been hanging over the airport was dispelled.

"It's so hot, is the person in the coffin going to be resurrected?"

Diablo heard the girl next to him muttering softly, and his expression became indifferent, and things turned towards the scene he didn't want.

"Looks like you've got to plan ahead!"

Out of the corner of his eye, Diablo glanced at the corpse of the monster that had just been sent this morning.

Although he has always tried his best to avoid conflict with the state apparatus, but things are not as he wants, if this continues, he is determined to be oppressed and exploited, then he will definitely not do it, but once he resists, there will inevitably be conflict.

So, in order to prevent it from happening, it is time for him to prepare for the future. A backhand capable of posing a significant threat to Wu Zun. Even if a civilization is born, it cannot get rid of such an essence.

If he wants to gain respect, if he wants people and a country to treat him with courtesy, then he must have the power to make the other party reluctant to use force first.

Crunch!

A sharp metal grinding sound sounded, and as the remains of the monster were burned to ashes by the scarlet fire, all the blood and qi extracted from it were submerged into the bronze coffin, and the treasure itself was used to sustain life was pushed away by the existence inside.

Then, the heavy bronze coffin lid was lifted directly, and an old man with a thin body and dry hair like a ball of withered grass slowly got up, and then slowly raised his head and opened his mouth to the sky.

Call!

The astonishing devouring power was derived from the old man's mouth, and the wind swept through the heavens and the earth, pouring into the old man's mouth - for a moment, the warm current that enveloped the airport was gone, but became even colder than before, and not only that, the sky slowly darkened, and the sun seemed dim.

"Absorb the qi of heaven and earth, to nourish yourself, Jiang Zikong's seniors, good means!" At this time, a martial artist looked at the old man who sat up from the bronze coffin, and said with a smile.

"Hehe, some subtle tricks that make you laugh. When Wu Zun congratulated him, it was just when the old man was about to stop, and when he finished speaking, the old man had already stopped moving.

In a short period of time, there were very amazing changes in the old man's body, the original dry white hair became gray and shiny, and the contours of the muscles could be seen on the thin body, which was not like the skin and bones at the beginning, and looked extremely crazy.

"The seniors are too modest......"

Diablo looked coldly, watching those martial artists slap their horses there, praising each other. Anyway, he had already prepared for the worst, and now he was ready to wait for these martial artists to leave, and then start preparing his own follow-up.

"Can you solve the old man's doubts? The old man is a person who has survived, although he has not regained his former peak, but he is not a dying person, I don't know what kind of rare treasures you use on the old man?"

After chatting for a while, Jiang Zikong asked with some curiosity, he knew what his body was like. But if there is salvation, he will not lie in the coffin.

He originally thought that his awakening this time was to release the last breath of blood and show his peak combat power, just for that moment of peerless beauty.

As a result, there was no need for him to sublimate his own enemies, not to mention, but his own blood and qi had recovered a lot, which was incredible, if Wu Zun's qi and blood were really so easy to recover, then there would not be so many life-sustaining secret techniques.

"Oh, my predecessor didn't know that you were able to recover again thanks to that person. ”

With the introduction of those martial artists, Jiang Zikong's gaze naturally fell on Diablo, and then, the old man who attracted the attention of the audience walked in front of Diablo, and then bowed down and bowed.

"What are you doing here?" Diablo frowned as he turned sideways, he hated this kind of twisting thing the most, and offended people if he didn't pay attention.

"His Royal Highness Mu is recreated with the old man's grace, and he deserves to be honored by me. The old man stubbornly turned around and insisted on Baidiablo.

"I'm doing things with money, you don't have to. ”

"As it should be. ”

After avoiding "you ......" twice, Diablo became impatient and simply stopped moving, and asked the old man to bow to him.

"Now you're satisfied!"

"Satisfied. Jiang Zikong's smile was revealed, just like an old chrysanthemum, "If His Royal Highness Mu needs the help of the old man in the future, just tell the old man, and the old man will help him." ”

"No, are the two monster wrecks seen there? it's all mine, that's the price of my shot," so politely, Diablo felt a little overwhelmed.

"They count them, I count mine. I, Jiang Zikong, have acted openly all my life, happy to take revenge, have kindness to repay kindness, revenge and revenge, you have grace to me, and I will return your favor. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll call you if I need to. "Diablo really can't stand it, so he can only accept it. Otherwise, he felt that this old man could talk to him for a day.

"Well, if it's okay, I'll go first. ”

"Well, well, Your Highness, please. Jiang Zikong looked at the curious and fearful girls beside Diablo and gave up his hand again.

"Senior Jiang, why do you need to be so polite to that alien? He just spat out a mouthful of fire from beginning to end. ”

When Diablo walked away, those martial artists all gathered around Jiang Zikong, and one of them was quite puzzled, unable to understand why Jiang Zikong was so polite.

"But that fire is the key to the old man being able to stand here and talk and laugh with you, you don't admit it, but the old man wants to admit it. Jiang Zikong shook his head, his face solemn.

"Well, Master Jiang, you see, we have prepared two and a half corpses of the calamity beast this time, half of which has been refined from the essence of life to awaken you, and the rest will all belong to that one. ”

"Well, that's the essence of life?" Jiang Zikong squinted as Diablo ignited the corpse of a calamity beast with scarlet fire, wisps of blood rising.

"That's right, you always woke up because of this thing, such a wonderful thing, we only got 20% in the bloody battle, and this alien monopolized 80%, how unfair?"

"Hey, you kid, don't sow discord in front of the old man, eighty percent is just distributed, and what you can't eat under His Royal Highness Mu will not all belong to my descendants of the country?

"Eighty percent of the fruits of our death war will go to others, and none of our descendants can share one or two, is this also fair?"

"Hmm, the government, or this His Highness, has it ever said that our descendants are not allowed to receive this favor?" Jiang Zikong turned around and questioned the few people in front of him.

"No, I didn't. Several martial artists looked at each other, and then shook their heads, it seems that Jeongkook really didn't say it.

"Then what are you talking to the old man here? Wouldn't it be beautiful that we and the elders can get 20 percent of the profits, and use the rest for cultivating the younger generations! If we are dissatisfied, isn't it ridiculous to compete with the younger generations for profit?"