In a dark space.

Tick, tick –

Drops of crimson blood dripped to the ground.

Soon, the blood flowed out in a special pattern, flashing with an evil black light.

"Ahem, ahem......"

A muffled cough sounded.

Suddenly, a person fell from above.

The man was dressed in white, but most of it was stained red with blood.

It turned out that all the blood was dripping from him.

He seemed to be badly wounded, very weak, and fell to the ground weakly.

Through the half-hidden hair, I can vaguely recognize that this person is the god of king's greed!

"Who are you? What are you doing here with your gods?! ”

Jun Wan Shangshen sat up strongly, faced a void, and asked.

Just yesterday morning, he was still playing the piano in his palace, but unexpectedly, a cloud of black gas suddenly appeared in front of him.

He felt dizzy, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already here.

The black gas tied itself up in chains, and then used a very special knife to cut wounds in several arteries on his body, causing blood to drip to the ground one by one, forming a strange pattern.

It's a pity that his divine power is still sealed, and he can't use his divine power to heal the wounds on his body.

If it were an ordinary person, the artery would have been scratched and would have died long ago due to excessive bleeding.

But Jun Wan is different, he is a god, or a god.

This wound was not enough to cause him to die, but only to cause him to be temporarily weakened, and presumably someone who came to this point was also accurate.

"Oops...... What a poor little god! It's a pity, it's a pity that your body will belong to this seat in the future! ”

The black gas reappeared, and a hazy figure appeared in it, laughing wildly.

"You're dreaming! God is dead, and this body will not belong to you! ”

Jun Wan is also the honor of the gods, and he still has a sense of crisis, and his born mission makes him always have these six realms in his heart.

"I can't help you......"

The black gas moved closer to him.

"You will feel how this seat eats away at your soul little by little...... That tastes bad......"

The figure in the black air laughed even more wildly.

It little by little, little by little, regardless of Jun Greed's resistance, the whole thing surrounded Jun Greed.

……

"Haven't you found it yet? Beiye, you are in charge of prophecy, can't you find it? ”

In the temple, Mi Qian and Emperor Ye sat on the main seat.

Emperor Ye was still very calm, and Mi Qian was just a little more anxious in his tone.

Bei Ye Shangshen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "The strength of the person who captured Jun Wan is too strong, and even the artifact prophecy mirror can't find half a trace." ”

"This is troublesome, people who can't even find half a trace of the prophecy mirror at this time must not be weaker than the Heavenly Dao, so who else?"

Lowered his eyes and pondered.

"Qian'er, have you ever thought that there is still a possibility......

Emperor Ye gave her some hints.

Mi Qian's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked up at him: "You mean ......"

"Outlander!"

"Outlander!"

Almost at the same time, the same words came out of the mouths of the two men.

Yes, outliers.

This is an answer that no one expected.

The prophecy on the scroll of the afterlife has already been shown to the ten gods, and they also know what the outlier number is, but they can't associate it with it!

After all, he is an out-of-the-world number, what is the effect of catching a god?

The scene in the temple was silent for a moment.