In this way, Ye Qiongmei took a piece of vain snake gall from the goblin brother, as for worrying about annoying the honest man, it is obviously impossible to start a wave of hot-blooded 1V1 with him.

During this period of time, Ye Qiong has studied the habits of goblins, as long as you show a tougher posture than it, then it will only admit it.

This is the nature of goblins engraved in their bones, bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

When it encounters a hard one, it is softer than anyone else, and when it encounters a soft one, it is harder than anyone else.

This creature, who is worthy of being an honest man, is nothing more than a shameless and narrow-minded lowly creature, except for him.

After getting all the materials for the third element, the next thing is to point out the maze for this goblin tribe, from the mouth of the goblin brother just now, Ye Qiong learned the whereabouts of the tribe, and then he immediately chose to hurry.

The hotel opened, the girl arrived, the things were bought, who is not in a hurry to change them? Anyway, Ye Qiong was impatient.

But the goblins of this tribe are miserable, after Ye Qiong came, the stone hammer in his left hand and the magic stone in his right hand came up with a sentence: "Confused lamb, do you need me to guide you through the maze?" ”

Who would dare to resist this? I had to say: "I haven't asked Your Excellency for your name yet." ”

Ye Qiong was naturally extremely satisfied with throwing off his name, walking away, and then went to find the next confused lamb.

In just two days, he searched all over the goblin tribe, found more than 400 goblins, and sent a hundred gods of truth.

Ye Qiong, who was satisfied, chose to leave in the early morning of the third day, looked at the send-off team behind him, waved his hand, and did not take away a single cloud.

And those goblins were whispering, as if they were afraid of being heard by Ye Qiong.

"This plague god is finally gone, thank God, thank God."

"No, since he came, there hasn't been a day of peace in the tribe."

One of the goblins said something inappropriate at this time: "Then why don't you do it and drive him away?" ”

This sentence instantly suffered the cold eyes of all the goblins in the tribe, and the dark goblin who had been blackmailed by Ye Qiong replied: "Why don't you go up?" ”

This sentence goes straight to the truth, all the goblins are waiting for a hero to appear and help them get rid of the plague god.

However, everyone's thoughts are the same, tacitly like their own brothers, they don't want to be this bird, and then they have to be ridden by Ye Qiong on their heads.

It can be said that Ye Qiong really took the goblin race to death.

Ye Qiong, who was carrying a bamboo basket, was on the way back to the tribe at this time, his mood was extremely excited, and he hummed happily: "Picking mushrooms and dropping goblins~~~"

After about half a day, he arrived at the tribe, responded to the goblins who greeted him one by one, and then returned to his cabin, and now all he had to do was to wait for the night to fall, and at twelve o'clock, it was time for evolution.

At the beginning, Ye Qiong was still very worried, there was no watch alarm clock, and he couldn't grasp the time, but the reality told him,

"Thinking too much."

In the diary of the Goblin Sage, the reason why twelve o'clock is emphasized is because this is the time when the magic power is the most abundant, and it is the best time to evolve.

Now as a monster, he can feel the fluctuations of the magic around him at any time, which is as simple as breathing for it.

After a few days of feeling, he was already able to accurately grasp that point in time.

Time was constantly passing, Ye Qiong sat cross-legged, feeling the magic in the air, gradually, the sun had already set, and after Brother Moon went to work, the intensity of the magic in the air was rising.

He felt all this carefully, for fear of missing the point in time.

"It's not enough, wait a little longer.."

"It's almost ... Wait a minute. ”

During this waiting, according to the Goblin Sage, he wrote thirty-four sentences: "If you miss it, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

But Ye Qiong was different from him, his extreme concentration and decisive decision-making allowed him to grasp the time, and he whispered to himself: "It's almost time." ”

Then, without a hint of hesitation, he ate the ingredients that were placed in front of him.

First the blue heart fruit, then began to gnaw on the bamboo, in order to prevent choking, he also prepared a bowl of mountain spring water, if it was not for the lack of materials to make a red wine glass, he would have shown the god of truth an elegant goblin.

With the mountain spring water, the delusion snake gall is eaten, and finally it is the most critical and difficult step, swallowing the demon core.

The painful lesson of the last Earth Splitting Bear Demon Core is still vivid, and the hand holding the Demon Core trembled slightly, what kind of trial is this?

After hesitating for a moment, he swallowed the dark black demon core in his hand.

After swallowing all the evolution materials, under the action of a strange force, the evolution materials in the body actually fused together, creating something that Ye Qiong had never seen before.

"Is this a potion? I'll be able to evolve after digesting it? And that strange power is the reward given by achieving elements one and two? ”

Many question marks flashed in Ye Qiong's heart, but right now, it was important to break through.

All you need to do is send a sincere greeting to the God of Truth, and then get through the process of absorbing the potion, so the question is, how to send greetings to the Old Man of the God of Truth?

If only I could ask sand sculpture netizens on the Internet now.

There wasn't much time for him to hesitate now, the potion had already begun to potion, and a paralyzing feeling surged into Ye Qiong's heart, it seemed that this potion contained the toxin of the six-eyed spider.

In desperation, Ye Qiong had no choice but to face the empty front, fold his hands, and greet him sincerely.

“How are you？”

The gods of the West have to be greeted in Western words, and there is nothing wrong with it.

However, the God of Truth did not respond to Ye Qiong, Ye Qiong had to continue: "Xiaosheng's surname is Ye Mingqiong, I have heard the name of His Excellency the God of Truth for a long time, and I have come here to ask Hou, and if it is abrupt, please also ask Haihan." ”

Dongfang's words, do you understand?

Still no response.

Feeling that his hands and feet were gradually becoming cold, Ye Qiong also understood that if he continued to do this, he was afraid that he would have to go back to see the system, so in a hurry, he shouted: "God of Truth, I want to evolve into a Goblin Sage!" ”

After saying this, Ye Qiong only felt as if someone had tapped his finger on his forehead.

It's weird, how suddenly there is a response.

Could it be that the god of truth came from, where did the basketball coach come from?

Shaking his head and vetoing this idea, Ye Qiong faintly thought of it, the key to greeting is not how much respect there is, but to accurately indicate his intentions.

It's like the golden three chapters of a novel, just throw the setting when you open your mouth, or you will wait to hit the street.

The God of Truth will only receive key information and then reply, just like a browser, but he doesn't know if he can check it tightly or not, and if he can come with some color.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Ye Qiong's body ushered in a sharp pain, not because of the divine punishment, but because of the magic potion in his body.

He said with the last of his strength.

"The big one is coming!"