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"Of course, I can tell you that there is nothing more to hide. Without the slightest hesitation, Mandala directly revealed his biggest secret, and his backhand changed into a strange object the size of a palm, which looked like the characteristics of plant rhizomes, the color was black, red and purple, and the texture appeared very hard, exuding a strong demonic aura.

Fan Lang looked at it fixedly, but he couldn't recognize what it was.

The abilities of the six reincarnated beings are different, and each ability is out of the trajectory of history, and it is an existence that breaks normal history.

For example, the system, the Divine Soul Bead, the Great Wilderness Sutra, the Immortal Armor, etc., are all existences that should not appear in the world.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Fan Lang wouldn't have known what form Mandala's ability was presenting at all.

Fan Lang didn't know this strange thing in front of him at all.

The system and the Divine Soul Beads resonate at this moment, they have the same root and origin as the strange things in Mandala's hands, and this resonance cannot be faked.

Without waiting for Fan Lang to ask, Mandala took the initiative to introduce: "This thing is called 'Ten Thousand Demon Seeds', which was specially left to me in my previous life, it can differentiate more seeds, and if you plant these seeds, you can demonize the surrounding illusion and turn a place into a demon domain." When the seeds take root and sprout, they can grow strongly, and they can turn into all kinds of things related to the demons, such as demonized buildings, weapons, and even living demons. ”

"Isn't this somewhat similar to the root of all evil?" asked Fan Lang.

"It's very similar, but different. The demons born from the root of all evil are all independent individuals, and the demons created by the ten thousand demon seeds will surrender to me wholeheartedly and completely obey my orders. To put it bluntly, as long as I have this seed in my hand, I can develop an endless army of demons. I can not only plant the Ten Thousand Demon Seed in the land, but also plant it in my own body to strengthen myself, and most of my current strength is due to the Ten Thousand Demon Seed. ”

"Go on. ”

"It's not intuitive enough to just say it, just look at it. ”

With a wave of his hand, Mandala created an image out of thin air, in which a large large-scale demon domain scene was presented from a multi-angle macro perspective, with endless buildings in it, as well as a massive army of demons, all aspects were well organized, and those demons who should have been unruly were all very well-behaved, and the upper and lower levels were clearly dispatched. Among them are many powerful demons, and if you compare them horizontally, they are equivalent to the superior gods of the human race. The most powerful ones can even be compared to the Terran God Emperor.

"Look. These are the ones I made, and it's only a part of it, and a lot of it hasn't been filmed, so if you want to see it, you can show it. If you don't believe in this kind of video recording, you can take it directly to watch it on the spot, ensuring that there is no deception to you, let alone a bluff. Mandala swears.

After Fan Lang finished reading it, he was shocked a lot, and his face was moved.

He was more or less deceived by the harmless appearance of the mandala, this little girl actually developed such a large demon army in secret, just a cursory glance, he could judge that with the combat power of this army, it was enough to destroy a divine kingdom!

"Maybe you lied, but one thing is certain, what you have in your hands is indeed left to you in your previous life, and that kind of resonance will not lie. If you hadn't shown me this, I might have let you go, and now that I do, don't blame my men for being ruthless. Fan Lang's killing intent rose up, and the whole person was the same as the two people just now, and the Yuan Evil Dragon Sword in the sheath was buzzing, eager to try, thirsting for the delicious blood brought by death.

Mandala played with the ten thousand demon seeds in his hand, and said unhurriedly: "I can kill me, but there is one thing that must be made clear." If I die now, then the Ten Thousand Demon Seed will regain its Lord, and everything that was created with the Ten Thousand Demon Seed before will be out of control. You can get control of the Ten Thousand Demon Seeds, but you can't control any of the ones you created before, and you can only start all over again. If you bear with me, don't rush to kill me, use me to do things for you, then I can control everything I created before to help you. When you have achieved the momentum, it is not too late to unload the mill and kill the donkey...... Phew, how did I call myself a donkey. ”

"Do you want to use this chip to save your life?" asked Fan Lang with an eyebrow.

"I certainly don't want to die so early. Mandala shrugged, "And I'm not done yet." I have arranged my territory in a very secret place, and I have been cultivating in obscurity and developing in secret for many years. The vast majority of those territories are actually hidden in the humanitarian plane. Once they get out of control, the humanitarian plane will definitely go haywire. ”

"I don't care about that kind of thing, it can't threaten me. The universe is so big, there are countless stars, there are countless creatures, and I have been wandering in the universe for a long time, and I am almost numb. Billions of lives are just a number. Even without those demons under your command, the human plane still has to experience countless lives and deaths every day. ”

"Whether you care or not, that's the way it is. The choice is yours, whether you want to kill me now, or wait until my use value is gone, it's up to you, I promise not to resist. ”

The mandala raised his head slightly, raising his slender neck, with an attitude of being slaughtered.

Fan Lang slowly pulled out the Yuan Evil Dragon Sword, pushing the surging divine power in his body, his hair and the corners of his clothes flew up, and the entire surrounding room was shaking, and all kinds of pressure pressed aggressively towards the mandala opposite, like Mount Tai pressing on the top.

Mandala's face became very uncomfortable, and he stood in place, waiting for death to come.

Fan Lang can be sure that Mandala has a 100% conspiracy in doing this.

Killing the mandala directly is the easiest and most straightforward way.

The Yuan Evil Dragon Sword has accumulated enough powerful divine power, and this sword slash out will definitely be earth-shattering, enough to destroy the petite figure in front.

Before he could draw his sword, Fan Lang suddenly changed his mind.

Although it is simple and straightforward, it is not the best option.

Qiang.

With a crisp sound, the Yuan Evil Dragon Sword returned to its sheath, and the pressure around it was reduced.

"I have changed my mind and decided to spare you a small life for the time being, choose another set of plans you offer, and control you by all means. I will read all your memories, all your secrets, and then refine you into a puppet, and completely surrender to me, only then can I rest assured. Fan Lang said with a tense face.

"Whew, it scares me to death. Mandala breathed a sigh of relief and patted his budding chest, "It's good you didn't do it." Mind control or something, you can come, just leave me a little bit of autonomy. ”

(End of chapter)