c_t; Chapter 876: He's Coming to Find a Sword

"When I was a teenager, he was a little bit, and when he heard that I wanted to be an animal trainer, he carved a coat of arms out of a stone. Read the full text of the latest chapter" Ye Qingcheng said: "This is our agreement, my agreement with him is that I want to become stronger." And now, he wants to tell me that, too. ”

The old tree man nodded, pointed at himself, and said, "Gru." ”

"Gru?" Then, Ye Qingcheng stood up and arched his hand and said, "In Lower Ye Qingcheng, meet Senior Gru." ”

After a while, Ye Qingcheng finished eating the old treeman's omelette and drank with it for a while. After a short exchange, Ye Qingcheng found that this old tree man was very strong, but his personality was very gentle, he didn't like to speak, or he couldn't speak, but through his eyes and gestures, he had a very accurate ability to express.

Human beings can be roughly divided into five types: humans, beasts, insects, plants, and undead creatures. Movable plants are rare, and almost all of them have gathered the essence of the sun and the moon and absorbed the rain and dew of heaven and earth for tens of thousands of years to reach this point.

In fact, to put it bluntly, after living for too long, it will naturally become a essence.

This kind of lifeform can be allied, and Yuntian has formed an alliance with a large earth treasure, which is similar to the old tree man.

According to Bai Ning's meaning, he hoped that the old tree man would follow Ye Qingcheng, and Ye Qingcheng could also see from its expression that it liked to listen, and it was very patient, and it liked to listen to whatever it said.

You can imagine how lonely it would be for a tree that has lived for thousands of years to stand quietly in one place? [There are almost all the books I want to read.,It's much more stable and faster than the general station.,There's no ads in the whole text.] ]

"Yes. Ye Qingcheng smiled: "I just lack a companion." By the way, Senpai-"

"Gru. The old tree man corrected.

"Gru, what kind of strength are you?" Ye Qingcheng asked.

Gru thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Hmm. ”

It has no Dan core, and it has no soul, so it is difficult to have a hierarchy. However, Ye Qingcheng faintly felt that it was like a silent volcano, and there was a very powerful power accumulated in its body, once it erupted, it would definitely collapse and the earth would collapse.

Afterwards, Ye Qingcheng fell silent. Liu Beishui, Lihuo, Xiaobai, Ranwu, etc., all came in, plus him, it is equivalent to all the strength of the Ye Clan's legion, they have not yet risen, they have all fallen into this hell, if they can't be gathered, everyone is likely to be wiped out.

He took out the coat of arms and checked the situation, but he couldn't sense Lihuo, Xiaobai, and Flurry, which meant that they were not in the Blood Prison.

The only thing that can be thankful is that the terrifyingly powerful Mu Feiyang and the old ghost of Extreme Ice have fought, otherwise, he will really go crazy. However, Mu Feiyang or Extreme Ice are at least at the primary Shura realm (no matter how weak the lord in hell is, they all have to be Shura-level strength), and his chances of winning against him are very small.

Especially Mu Feiyang, that guy will also be a thousand palms, if he really fights, Ye Qingcheng is afraid that he will not even have a one-tenth survival rate.

"The further down you go, the more dangerous it becomes. Ye Qingcheng said secretly: "I hope they are all in the bone prison, that is Uncle Yu's territory, and after they get there, they will be safe." ”

Thinking of this, he became more and more restless, and couldn't help but walk out of the cave and climb to the top of the mountain, overlooking the latest chapter of the blood-red world sword spirit.

The mountains, rivers, and the earth are as hideous as bloodshed, but they are extremely vast and breathtaking.

At this time, Gru also climbed up, it first pointed to the heavenly dome, and then stretched out its palm, gently placed it on Ye Qingcheng's shoulder, and looked at him with a deep gaze.

"God, mission?" Ye Qingcheng looked at it in surprise and said, "What mission did God give me?"

He fell here unexpectedly, and now he is in danger, and he can't protect himself, what mission do you talk about? Could it be that he fell here, or is it some destiny to do it?

Gru sat down in front of Ye Qingcheng unhurriedly, stretched out his palm, and a transparent wood spirit ball immediately condensed.

Ye Qingcheng sat down and sat cross-legged in front of it, staring at the cyan wood spirit ball.

Inside the ball, the first battlefield to appear. The vast dark clouds covered the sky, and the terrifying black thunder flickered in the clouds, and a terrible battle broke out in the clouds, and the bloody corpses fell down one after another.

"This is?" Ye Qingcheng stared at those miserable corpses, and found that their figures were blurred, as if they were figures condensed by a fog, "Immortals?!"

The fairy spirit was slaughtered, and his spirit tensed instantly.

Then, he carefully stared at the surrounding situation, the earth below the clouds, was an empty starry sky, and the edge of the sky dome also swept by huge planets from time to time.

"This is not the human world, is it Xiandao? Xiandao was slaughtered, 100,000 years ago?"

Then, the picture turned, and on a foggy earth, a small tree with a crooked neck stood.

Under the tree, leaning on the back of a man. He was dressed in black armor, and wisps of black smoke floated from his body. He was facing away from him, and all he could see was a short braid on his head.

"Braids?" Ye Qingcheng's eyes shrank suddenly, and he said, "Could it be him?"

After a moment's pause, the man dropped an empty jar and stood up and drew a snow-white sword. As soon as the sword came out of the sheath, it flashed so that Ye Qingcheng's head twisted violently, his eyes seemed to be cut, and his head rumbled, as if he had been hit hard.

When he turned his face, the man's figure had disappeared, leaving only the snow-white sword, and in the middle of the blade, there was a blood-like scarlet stripe, which looked more hideous than the demon's tongue.

"White as cold snow, like a devil's tongue. Ye Qingcheng said. At the same time, he quickly recalled what Ke'er had told him before, and one of them matched, "This is the sword of the demon god - God's sorrow, the sword of the devil's tongue!"

Later, it was still a misty gray fog world, and an old tree stood still, and under the tree was a snow-white, thin and mighty donkey, which looked almost exactly the same as Xiaobian except for its snow-white fur, and it stood there quietly, as if it had struggled for a long time, grinding the bark into old traces.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the position of Gru's abdomen, where there were still circles of grinding marks.

On the ground, the white mighty donkey turned its head to look at Ye Qingcheng and grinned. Ye Qingcheng was so mad by its laughter that he had goosebumps all over his body.

Eventually, the scene changed again, it was still the fog, it was still Gru standing there, but the rope from the tree was broken, and the white mighty donkey was gone.

Gru crushed the wood spirit ball in his hand and looked at Ye Qingcheng deeply.

Although Ye Qingcheng's mind was blurred, there was a fear like a blood mist that permeated his heart, enveloping him in an indescribable chill.

After a long time, Ye Qingcheng opened his mouth and said, "What do you mean?"

Gru tried hard for a long time, and finally held back three words, and said in a dull voice: "He's here." ”

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