"You just got a slap in the face from me, you know?"

Wang Youde's expression suddenly changed:

"What are you good at illusion?"

"Sleep, to be exact." Zhang Xuan left with this sentence and walked to Fang Shaoping's side.

Fang Shaoping's eyes instantly turned into a three-hook jade writing wheel eye.

Wang Youde hurriedly wanted to close his eyes, but it was too late, and his mind was instantly manipulated by the writing wheel, Fang Shaoping said indifferently:

"Tell me, you saints of nature's wrath, everything."

"The saint is ......" Zhang Xuan hurriedly wanted to speak, but was stopped by Fang Shaoping waving his hand, he wanted to get enough information from Wang Youde first, because this guy seems to have been planted with some kind of curse, once it detects that his brain waves are not right or the magnetic field is not equal, it may be activated instantly, and the Lord consciousness will be wiped out.

This is obviously the work of the Wrath of Nature higher-ups on all members of the Wrath of Nature, and of course, it may also be that they are willing to be possessed by this curse, because they do not want the secrets of Wrath of Nature to be pulled out of their heads.

"Our ultimate faith, the main god, has been destroyed by the six district chiefs of the evil heresy, my first district, with the ten demigods as the core, to form the Cult of the Wrath of Nature, we must have a new faith, we must also establish a new space for the main god, and have our own small world, so, the ten main gods finally decided to cultivate a holy woman, so that she has a godhead and divine power, and lead my Cult of the Wrath of Nature to rebuild the first district and destroy all evil heretics!"

Fang Shaoping's gaze became more solemn than ever, the ten demigods of Nature's Wrath actually tried to create a new backup main god, and it seemed that they had already succeeded halfway, and the choice of the holy woman they identified was - Xiaolian!

Fang Shaoping had already guessed this from Zhang Xuan's performance, but he still needed further confirmation.

"Tell me, who is your holy woman, and how did she be chosen by you?"

Wang Youde's expression immediately became extremely painful, his eyes rolled straight, and blood began to gush out of his nostrils, obviously, the curse in his body seemed to sense the abnormality of his brain waves, and it had already begun to play a role, the first step was not to directly destroy Wang Youde's brain, every reincarnation in the first area was a precious treasure, and it would not be erased unless it was absolutely necessary, what Fang Shaoping felt was that the power of the curse was trying to drive away the power of the writing wheel.

The two forces clashed in Wang Youde's consciousness space, which caused blood to erupt from his nostrils, and Fang Shaoping knew that soon, he would not only have blood in his nostrils, but also in his ears, mouth, and eyes, and eventually his head would become a mess of paste, and his seven orifices would bleed to death.

“…… Saint...... Saint, I don't know what the original name was, but ...... I know the bloodline she possesses, called the Heavenly Absolute Pulse, which is the strongest bloodline evaluated by the main god as having unlimited potential, and only the bloodline with unlimited potential can be worthy of the identity of a saint and can bear the infusion of the baptism array constructed by the ten demigods...... Ahem...... Burst! ”

Wang Youde's expression suddenly became extremely painful, dark red blood spurted out of his mouth in large gulps, and blood was also seeping out of his eyes and ears.

Fang Shaoping knew that he was going to die, so he withdrew the illusion, Wang Youde covered his head and screamed, knocked down a large vase, and knocked down two potted plants, but no one outside the door could hear the sound inside, when Zhang Xuan entered the door, one of the men in sunglasses applied a mute spell to the house, they were already familiar with this kind of thing, and they didn't need Wang Youde to remind them at all.

Moreover, they would not consider at all that a reincarnation who had been sealed with power would in turn cause Wang Youde to die.

Wang Youde fell to the ground and was silent.

"When did Xiaolian get lost?" Fang Shaoping looked at Zhang Xuan and asked with a serious face.

"In a horror movie."

Zhang Xuan was actually very reluctant to face Fang Shaoping at this time, just like Fang Shaoping was so angry that he cried after finding out that Xiaolian was weak and powerless, now that Xiaolian is lost, Zhang Xuan thinks that Fang Shaoping will inevitably blame himself again, but this is not something he can control at all!

"I know it's not your fault."

Unexpectedly, Fang Shaoping's first sentence made Zhang Xuan's tears flow out, she stepped forward, hugged Fang Shaoping, and sobbed in his arms:

"It was the wrath of nature that locked us, and before the main god disappeared, I suddenly felt that there was a force similar to the main god that locked us, to be precise, it locked the area with Xiaolian as the core, so when Xiaolian was forcibly teleported away, I and the landscape painting husband and wife were teleported away together."

"We were teleported into a folding space, I don't know what kind of space it was derived from horror movies, but it was full of ghosts, the breath of life was extraordinarily strong, there were a lot of NPCs, all exploration skills could not be used, and the landing points of several of us must be random, and they were far apart."

"I took advantage of the fact that the reincarnators couldn't see each other's information, disguised myself as an NPC, and survived in that world for ten days before I finally figured out one thing, here, it turned out to be the reincarnation of the first district, a special space that was secretly established a long time ago, and it may even be the base camp of Nature's Wrath!"

"Many of the NPC aborigines in it have long known about the existence of the wrath of nature, and most of them are members of the Cult of the Wrath of Nature who voluntarily joined the cult of the wrath of nature, in the days when I was struggling to find an exit to the space, the pamphlets printed with Xiaolian spread everywhere in this world, and I only then knew that Xiaolian was chosen by them as a new generation of saints, and the enthronement ceremony of the saint will be held soon, and all the disciples of the wrath of nature will come to worship."

Zhang Xuan came out of Fang Shaoping's arms, wiped a handful of tears, and said with a solemn expression:

"I have felt several places in this world, where the aura is extremely powerful, and I have also felt several buildings that are completely unable to penetrate into any energy, and there is no breath emitted at all, and in all corners of this small world, there are often reincarnations of nature's wrath to sow the glory of the so-called gods, and the strength they show is beyond my reach, so I know that I must get out of there quickly and join you."

Fang Shaoping nodded, kissed Zhang Xuan's forehead, knowing how thrilling this girl was in those ten days, she persevered, and she was not reckless, nor flinched, she handled it well, her heart was obviously trained, and her realm was sublimated.