After trying for a long time, Merdak finally decided to give up, and when he looked back at the old farmer, his heart moved.

"Uncle, you are so calm, is there any way to get out?"

"If I can get out, can I still wait here?" came the old peasant's voice.

Murdaq pouted, you can't get out and you're still so calm, I believe that you are a ghost.

"Hehe, don't you believe it?" the old farmer turned over and sat cross-legged, the corners of his mouth rose to the extreme, and he raised his head, revealing his burning eyes.

Only then did Murdaq realize that the man's eyes had long since disappeared, hollow and deep, and the burning flame was more like a product of torture and punishment.

"Uncle, you..."

"My eyes are strange?" said the old farmer lightly, "It's not strange, as a slave, it is reasonable to be tortured in the slave city, it is just the product of those guys having fun." I'm lucky, but I've lost a pair of eyes. But the constant scorching of flames gives me a bit of a headache. ”

"There's a price to pay for hurting me, those guys, I killed them in the end, hehe. The old farmer grinned, and the smile was very hideous.

Merdak was silent, although he had seen many dark, ugly and even bloody sides in the underworld, he still could not resemble the filth of the slave city.

"Do you know why they're doing this? just for fun, they want to see if the flame of the Fire Demon can replace a person's eyes, or extend from them and burn a person to ashes. ”

"The flames of the Fire Demon God?" murmured Murdock.

The Flame Demon God is an alien variant of the High Demon Flame Demon Clan in the Demon Race, and the strength of the Fire Demon God is even stronger than that of the High Demon. Their flames had various effects due to the mutation, and the fire demon team they formed was also a headache for Irish Ruo.

"I'm a physical artist, my physical skills are not bad, but what I'm most proud of is our mind's eye! I can't see, but I can sense a lot of things, it's my talent, it's my effort. ”

The old peasant's body suddenly rose up, and Murdaq suddenly felt as if an eye was staring at him behind him, which made him feel creepy.

It felt like everything was in the hands of the old peasant, his weaknesses, his abilities, his everything, there were no secrets.

The real realm of the mind's eye!

The cultivation of the old peasant does not rely on the roots, special titles, military skills, or magic, but pure physical skills, and extremely deep physical skills.

The heart of the Nine Paths of Physical Arts!

Contrary to the stormy offensive of the hurricane road, and the dexterous and agile way of the meow road, the physical power of the heart eye road comes from the heart eye!

The eye of the heart is the principle that controls all things, reaching up to the galaxy of the universe, descending to the melting flame of the center of the earth, and even listening to the voice of all things!

One of the ten roots is called the Voice of All Things, and those who have fused the Voice of All Things can automatically gain the ability to listen to the Voice of All Things, which is undoubtedly against the sky, and the Heart Eye Dao is moving towards this goal.

Like the rest of the Nine Ancient Techniques, the inheritance of the Heart and Eye Dao is also difficult. The old farmer is one of the few inheritors of this generation, and his ability to see and mind has reached a terrifying realm, and he is only one step away from listening to the voice of all things.

"The perceiver exists, and the vision of the future tells me that we have a chance to escape, young man, and all we have to do now is wait. ”

The flame in the old peasant's eyes became dim, and the momentum on his body was completely subdued.

At this moment, the old peasant looks like an ordinary person, not just a terrifying appearance.

"Boom!" Murdaq swallowed with difficulty, who would have thought that a middle-aged man who was also imprisoned in the sealed treasure box would have such terrifying perception.

But if you think about it carefully, this is not surprising, after all, the one who can be put into such a precious ancient magic artifact as the sealing treasure box is either noble or powerful, and the old farmer undoubtedly belongs to the latter.

"Wait with peace of mind. The old farmer stretched, closed his eyes, and began to fall asleep.

Murdaq smiled wryly, scratched his head, and threw all thoughts away, just sat on the ground and tinkered with his puppet.

"It's coming, it's coming. "The world in the eyes of the old peasant is not darkness, but endless red flames!

He looked like he was sleeping, but his mind was all spread out.

Even the powerful sealing ability of the Sealing Treasure Box couldn't stop his heart! A powerhouse with a real realm was a true epic powerhouse! Not to mention that this realm was still a realm related to perception!

I'm afraid that even Murdaq didn't expect that this man was so strong! He was by no means an ordinary person!

"I don't know what happened to them, sir, damn demons, damned traitors. The murderous aura on the old farmer's body flashed, and his mind and eye ability spread infinitely, and finally locked at a node.

In a few moments, a man and a woman came through the teleportation array, and what they brought was cold and poison!

"What an interesting identity, White Queen, Mr. Horn of the Poisonous Dragon, is right, the struggle for power in the slave city is about to begin!hehe!" the old peasant smiled lightly, they had suffered a major blow, but the opportunity was still there, the hope was still there, the horn of freedom would finally be sounded in the endless darkness, and the dawn would come!

He can "see" the future! He can "see" that glorious era! Although it is only for a moment, it is enough!

"Fate, too, the suffering we have suffered should come to an end. ”