Milot's words surprised Luo Qi, like Li Mao, she never thought that Luoxi, the god of water, would give up Zheng Qiankun's gradually adapted body.

You must know that when a god descends on a mortal, it takes a period of time to adapt, which is why when Zheng Qiankun just had the Vision of God, the water god Luoxi could only barely last for three days.

As he adapts to the mortal body, the power of the god will gradually recover, and slowly, when the god feels that he can invade this body, the god will not hesitate to devour the soul of the mortal, of course, if it goes well.

At the price, when the gods descend on mortals, mortals will receive great power, and this power is the demon god.

Mortals have two choices, one, to be devoured by the gods, and the other, to become demon gods......

Some people can be somewhere in between, and they have a third option, to keep the power of gods and demons under their own subtle control.

Because of the relationship between Li Mao, Zheng Qiankun has become the existence of the third choice, but now, the water god Luoxi has gradually left Zheng Qiankun's body, that is to say, everything that Li Mao has worked hard to do will become meaningless because the water god Luoxi invades the body of the stone.

Li Mao made a lot of calculations, but he still didn't calculate that the water god Luoxi would make such a crazy move, which made Li Mao not know what to do for a while.

Compared to the overwhelmed Li Mao, Milot seemed very crisp, he showed his sword, and under the domineering black fighting spirit, he did not hesitate to slash at the almost recovered stone.

Click!

It's a crisp sound......

Milot's greatsword slashed through the body of the stone, which was very strange, not only did Milot's greatsword not show a trace of blood, but even the wound on the body of the stone did not shed even a trace of blood.

However, it was in this situation that several cracks opened in the stone's essentially formed body, and then these cracks spread all over the stone's body.

"No...... Don't ......" Looking at the stone that had been re-transformed into multicolored fragments, Zheng Qiankun shouted in a low voice.

"No......" Zheng Qiankun called, and he struggled to grasp the stone that was already in pieces.

Unable to catch it, these colorful fragments slipped quietly from Zheng Qiankun's hands, took away Zheng Qiankun's clear tears, and floated towards the endless wasteland.

Those colorful fragments quietly floated in front of Zheng Qiankun, and Zheng Qiankun, he couldn't do anything.

The stone completely dissipated, and it was at this time that the black pupil of Zheng Qiankun's left eye turned purple again.

Zheng Qiankun's recovery made Li Mao breathe a sigh of relief, although he said that he did not let Zheng Qiankun succeed in regenerating the stone, at least, Li Mao did not put Zheng Qiankun into it.

Li Mao now admires Milot's calmness, and has such a judgment in such a situation, and at the same time, Li Mao also feels that in the near future, Milot may be his confidant.

Qilu and the others completely felt Zheng Qiankun's sadness, which was heart-wrenching.

The kind-hearted Luo Qi had come to Zheng Qiankun's side, he gently hugged Zheng Qiankun into his arms, Luo Qi knew that Milot was saving Zheng Qiankun just now, but this was really cruel to Zheng Qiankun.

Zheng Qiankun wept softly, his tears wetting Luo Qi's magic robe.

Milot withdrew the silver sword, his eyes were still cold, no one could see whether Milotte was sad, guilty or smug now, no one knew, Milot's eyes were so cold that people didn't dare to look at each other, and they couldn't guess behind Milot's cold eyes.

"That's what you want?" Milot asked, Liberal.

"What?" Li Mao didn't quite understand the meaning of Milot's words, and he looked puzzled.

Milot didn't explain right away, he just looked at the cat.

Half-ringing, when Li Mao somewhat understood what Milot was saying, he said......

"The fusion of Zheng Qiankun's soul and the soul of the water god Luoxi. ”

Actually, Milot wants to say that the current water god Luoxi, her soul has become weak because of the disappearance of the stone, although the soul of the water god Luoxi is still in Zheng Qiankun's body, but this is definitely a good opportunity for the current Zheng Qiankun to devour the water god Luoxi, that is to say, after Zheng Qiankun devours the water god Luoxi, the loss of suppressed demon god power will make Zheng Qiankun become a new generation of demon gods.

Li Mao knew the meaning of Zheng Qiankun's words, but Li Mao said it to Milot......

"I think you did it, I didn't ask you to kill the stone. ”

Indeed, if Milot hadn't killed the stone, then Zheng Qiankun would have become a mortal because of this, or, because of the departure of the water god Luoxi.

Either way, it would be unfavorable for Milot, after all, the Water God Pot has awakened for the second time, in other words, when the stone becomes the puppet of the Water God Luoxi, the ever-increasing power of the Water God Pot will consume Milot.

Speaking of which, the reason why Milot killed the stone was not for Zheng Qiankun, but for himself, Milot knew very well that if he wanted to live, or he could use the power of the water god's pot awakened for the second time, Zheng Qiankun was indispensable.

Li Mao's taunt, Milot didn't say anything, his eyes were still cold.

For Milot's silence, Li Mao was interested.

"What, regret it?" said Li Mao.

"Regret, what a joke. Milot said.

Li Mao smiled, he knew very well that Milot would not regret anything again, it should be said that there was no word regret in Milot's dictionary at all, as long as Milot decided to do something, even if it was destroyed, he would not regret it.

Zheng Qiankun gradually stopped crying, and he broke free from Luo Qi's embrace......

Luo Qi thought that Zheng Qiankun accepted the fact that the stone had disappeared, but she didn't expect that Zheng Qiankun would rush towards Milot.

Zheng Qiankun believes that it is because of Milot, it is him, that the stone will disappear.

Because of sadness, Zheng Qiankun lost his mind, he knew that Milot did this for him, but such thoughts were covered by Zheng Qiankun's hatred because of sadness.

Recklessly, a black fighting spirit erupted, and Zheng Qiankun's purple sword slashed wildly towards Milot.

In the face of Zheng Qiankun's hatred, Milot didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, but his big sword was just blocking Zheng Qiankun's deadly big sword, and Milot didn't attack Zheng Qiankun.

The more Zheng Qiankun fought, the more crazy he became, and the black fighting spirit on his body became more and more intense......

With tears in his eyes, Zheng Qiankun's great sword slashed at Milot again and again.

Milot didn't want to be entangled with Zheng Qiankun like this, he was very worried about whether those black fighting spirits that kept surging would swallow Zheng Qiankun because of this.