Two long blood-red cords.

One end is tied to the armrest of the stone chair, and the other end extends into the cuff.

He slowly raised his arms high.

The cuffs slide straight down to the shoulders.

It wasn't the arms that were exposed, but the two long ropes were still there.

Bright red, with twisted tendons, like skinned bullfrog legs.

Now Wei Chaoyang is already well-informed, but he can't help but be taken aback when he sees this scene.

"Did you connect yourself to the chair?"

Wei Chaoyang looked at the chair suspiciously.

I found that this stone chair looked rough and simple, but it was full of complex patterns that made people dizzy at first glance, but they were very light and uncolored, so that when you snapped into it, you would think it was a crack in the stone.

"What's this chair for?"

Mr. Moken said: "This is a human chair made by the great witch Zhu Xian during the Yin Shang period. ”

Wei Chaoyang blinked, "And then?" It's a big deal, what's the effect? Can it make you immortal? ”

Mr. Moken said: "This human chair can automatically collect the transportation capacity generated by the human movement within a radius of 10,000 miles, and you can get an endless stream of transportation capacity by sitting on it!" ”

Wei Chaoyang's eyes widened, revealing a hint of greed, "Can you get an endless stream of capacity?" So powerful? Everyone is worried about the lack of luck, but you don't have to worry, no wonder they all say that you are the strongest on the earth, and the roots are here. Tsk, this thing is much stronger than an altar or something. ”

As he spoke, he kept moving closer to Mr. Moken.

Mr. Moken noticed his action and immediately snorted: "Don't lean on again, or I will fight back against you." I've become one with the Earth Luck here, even if you are a clone and are hit by the Earth Luck, you will still be used for the body! ”

With his warning, the boiling sea of lava suddenly calmed down.

The smell of sulfur in the air quickly becomes stronger.

"Good, good, don't go, don't go!"

Wei Chaoyang stopped, raised his hands, and said, "Let's continue with the topic just now." What's so special about that altar of the Worship Cult? You can even get the magic weapon of the Yin Shang Dynasty to sit on, do you still care about an altar that was built in the last years of the Northern Song Dynasty? ”

"The altar of the Worship Church is the last altar in the world to be built according to the ancient law of origin. Now, due to changes in the general environment, it is no longer possible to reproduce it, and only replicas can be established that have undergone many adaptive transformations, which are far from being comparable to the altars of the Worship Spirit. This altar, as long as it can provide enough sacrifices, can meet any needs of all spirit carriers! Although it is no longer possible to make large-scale sacrifices in the current environment, the altar has not been long since the last sacrifice, and it will still give back various rewards from time to time. These rewards are what we want. ”

"Can you still spit out prizes automatically? That's amazing. So what rewards have you gotten after staring at this thing for so many years? ”

"Over the years, there have been three awards at the altar, but I haven't received any of them. The first time was obtained by the old Rodriguez, the second time by Xiao Yunyi, and the third time by the monk Sanming. They are secretive about the rewards they get, and no one knows what they are doing.

But soon after the old Rodriguez received his reward, he mysteriously disappeared, and his son, the eldest son, as you call it, reappeared a year after his disappearance, and became a detachment. Therefore, everyone speculates that the reward that old Rodriguez got was a shortcut to achieve quick detachment!

As for Xiao Yunyi and Monk Sanming, there is no change, but they rarely move around outside, probably still digesting the rewards they get. ”

Wei Chaoyang touched his chin and thought: Xiao Yunyi was hacked to death by me, and I didn't see anything special, I knew what rewards she had received, so let's talk before cutting it.

It's just that there is no regret medicine to take in the world, and he doesn't dwell on the things that have passed, just thinking about it, he left it behind, and then asked: "You are doing things in Dongying, not just to deal with me." Supporting Hiroo Hanamomo, do you want to attack Yagami? ”

"It's none of your business." Mr. Moken replied coldly, "You can take your classmates back, I will give you some compensation, and then sign a peace agreement with you, and from now on we will be on one side and each will not interfere!" If we don't agree, we will go to war, attract the attention of the cave, and we will all end up together! ”

Wei Chaoyang laughed out loud, "I can see it, your relationship with the eldest prince is indeed quite close, and you even know this operation, sign a peace agreement, it's okay, then sign this peace agreement first and then talk about anything else." ”

Signing an agreement or something, he likes it the most.

"Uh, aren't you going to make amends first?"

Mr. Moken was visibly surprised, so much so that his voice paused slightly.

"It's only when you sign a contract first that you are sincere, compensation or something, can you still be inferior to me?"

Wei Chaoyang took a few steps forward.

This time, Mr. Moken didn't hide, and it looked like he was thinking about the pros and cons of signing first.

At this time, Wei Chaoyang was only three steps away from Mr. Moken.

Suddenly, a red shadow flashed on his body.

Work suit upper body.

Huge scythes flew up like lightning.

A single knife cut off Mr. Moken's head.

"You, why?"

Mr. Moken's head spun in the air, making a startled sound.

The body under the robe fell limply, flowing down the chair as if it had no bones.

Wei Chaoyang kicked the robe to the side and laughed, "Compensation or something, I'll just take it myself." Peace, kill you, and there will be peace forever! What other contracts do you sign? ”

The human head spun and fell into the sea of lava, splashed a few bits of foam, and then burned and sank.

"It's the best in the world, and it's not good."

Wei Chaoyang kicked the robe to the ground in the sea of lava again, and stared at the stone chair several times.

His eyes were full of irrepressible greed.

"Haha, a chair that can automatically collect transportation capacity is really a good baby. This thing must be related to me, otherwise I would not have been able to project it and see it at a glance. Haha, this thing is mine! ”

Laughing loudly, he stepped forward and sat down on the chair, patting the armrests with both hands.

Suddenly, countless tentacles stretched out from the chair, tying Wei Chaoyang violently.

Wei Chaoyang was startled and jumped up hard, but he couldn't break free.

A large bag bulged out of the sea of lava.

A monster covered in thick armor emerges from the lava.

This thing has a body like a pangolin, a head like an octopus, a pair of eyes growing between the eight tentacles, and a large mouth full of sharp teeth under the tentacles, which is not easy to match at first glance.

The monster burrowed out of the lava, jumped onto the platform beneath the chair, shook itself, shook off the lava, and then split its body apart.

Flesh, blood, viscera, bones, and skin smeared the ground.

The next moment, it was quickly put back together.

It's just that this combination is a monster like countless messy ropes tangled together.

There is a face in the middle of the rope.

Mr. Moken's face.

"Wei Chaoyang, you've been tricked!" Mr. Moken laughed, "Greed is indeed the most powerful weapon of killing!" ”

"Just because you want to restrain me? I just need to interrupt the casting, and I can easily get rid of it! ”

Wei Chaoyang was undaunted and unusually calm.

"You can try. Do you really think that if you can project a clone, you will be invincible in the world? Mr. Moken said, "I've been involved in all kinds of luck battles since Zhou Annihilation, and I've seen more transcendents who can project clones than you've ever heard of!"

Do you really think that if you project a doppelganger, your body won't be harmed? This human chair is a magic weapon for projecting clones!

Wu Zhuxian used the sacrifice of 100,000 slaves to refine this chair of bad luck, as long as you sit on it, the bad luck of this chair with the curse of 100,000 slaves can be entangled in your projection ray and transmitted to the body!

As long as any living being is entangled by this bad luck, it will immediately wither and die of death! No matter how powerful the luck spirit is, no matter how solid the life palace is, it can't withstand the bad luck gathered by the resentment of the 100,000 people who were brutally killed and died!

As soon as the human chair was refined, Wu Zhuxian died immediately, and all his relatives, fellow disciples, disciples, and even close friends were exterminated by the king of Shang and made human sacrifices! Not only that, as long as there is a trace of his blood, the descendants will be obedient all their lives, and none of them can die well! ”

"You're yin me!" Wei Chaoyang was furious, "There is a kind of let go of me, let's go alone!" ”

"Haha, they all say that you are acting ruthlessly and treacherously, and in the future, these seven collars and twelve gods are afraid that they will become eight collars and thirteen gods, but I don't think so.

The younger the talent like you, the more greedy you become, and you take all your achievements for granted, and all the good things in the world should belong to you.

So, it's easy to deal with you, magnify your greed and you'll kill yourselves! Hahaha, I've lived for more than 3,000 years, and this trick has been tried and tested repeatedly!

Look, you're going to die! After you die, the little girl named Yan Ruoning will be scratched.

The eldest prince will kill her, complete his ritual, and achieve complete detachment. The three-life monk will take away her life palace. And the king-level luck spirit that suffered a heavy setback because the host was killed and turned into extremely evil luck belongs to me. Oh, and her body won't be wasted either.

Lou Vra has always coveted the perfect body that can give birth to a strange life palace, and he will take that body and pour it into the soul of a slave to make a puppet doll. ”

Mr. Moken thought that this sentence would anger Wei Chaoyang.

But to his surprise, Wei Chaoyang was not angry, but asked, "What about Star Palace and Cloud Island?" What will they get? ”

Mr. Moken wondered, "Why aren't you angry?" Yan Ruoning can be said to be your reverse scale, her fate will be miserable, aren't you angry? ”

"I can't save her if I'm angry now, what's the use?" Wei Chaoyang said, "It's better to ask some questions about your previous doubts while you have some time, and then you can be a clear ghost." You are engaged in these, and the eldest prince, Lou Veda and Sanming monk are also involved? ”

Mr. Moken vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of anything wrong, and he also needed to wait for the role of the human chair to be played.

As soon as the main body dies, the clone trapped here will immediately be torn apart.

"That's right, they're all involved. You have ruined the tacit matter of all of us in Haicheng, and we all hate you to the bone, but you are too arrogant to attract the attention of the cave at every turn, and no matter how much we hate you, it is not worth paying ourselves for killing you. So, we made this plan. You think you are invincible in the world, but you don't know that you have committed the wrath of the people, no matter how invincible you are, no matter how background you have, you will also die! In our eyes, no background counts as background! ”

Wei Chaoyang said impatiently: "Why are you talking so much? I'm going to die. Since they are involved, are they also here to watch, let's all come out and see them. ”

"When you're sure you're dead, they'll naturally show up and discuss with me how to divide up Yan Ruoning. There's no need to show up right now. ”

"That's right...... Then let me ask you a question, since you participated in the ancient war of Zhou Annihilation, why did you end up in the Americas to pretend to be Mr. Moken? ”

"It doesn't hurt to tell you. I have been chasing the most prosperous land to obtain transportation capacity and nourish the life palace luck, and the land transportation in North America has been the most prosperous land transportation in the world since 300 years ago. If the land is prosperous, the people will be prosperous, and the more prosperous the people will be, the more prosperous the land will be, and the two complement each other and promote each other. At the same time, we can take advantage of the luck of the land and the luck of the people, so that after stepping into detachment, we will not get lost in the chaotic void world! ”

Wei Chaoyang couldn't help frowning.

Such a large paragraph of words is useless, and a passive search has not been triggered.

"The source of the Masao of the Castle Household is really what you gave him? Are there any other series of this book? I'm going to die, and it's too late to read it, so you can give me a title to satisfy my cravings. ”

"What is still the source of the real book? Never heard of it. Isn't the Joto Masao cultivating the method of the Eight Gods? ”

Wei Chaoyang blinked.

Mr. Moken was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reacted, "Where is the original original Goku?" ”

Wei Chaoyang said: "In my body, well, if I die, I will probably be destroyed with me!" ”

Mr. Moken said, "Don't have any illusions of delaying your death in this way. A method that I haven't heard of is more important than being able to kill you! ”

"It's good if you're happy." Wei Chaoyang said, "Then can you explain to me what a transcendent person is?" This throws a new concept at every turn, it's too unfriendly, can you give an explanation? ”

Mr. Moken wondered why the chair hadn't worked yet, as if it had been a little longer than usual, and replied, "Don't you even know this?" Your master didn't think he had set foot in detachment. The so-called detachment is to enter the world of nothingness, get rid of the network of laws intertwined by the trajectories of fate and fortune, no longer be affected by it, and become truly free. ”

"I still have a question, look at you, you have practiced for more than 3,000 years, it should be longer than everyone else, but until now, you haven't set foot in complete detachment, what kind of real freedom is it, is it because your talent is not good, you can't step into it?"

"My talent is not good? You are underestimating me, but in the 1721st year of my practice, I had already successfully stepped into detachment and completely entered the world of nothingness! ”

"Then why are you still on earth? Could it be that the world of nothingness is not used to it, so it is back? ”

Mr. Moken was silenced by this question, and then became extremely irritated, "This has nothing to do with you, if you want to know, just step into the void world and see for yourself." Oh, you don't have that chance anymore! ”

but muttered in his heart.

No, it's been too long.

There's definitely something wrong here!

Wei Chaoyang laughed, "Who said I didn't have a chance!" ”

He shattered suddenly.

The work suit is gone with a brush.

But the next moment, he reassembled his flesh and appeared in front of Mr. Moken, and before he could react, grabbed his projectile and projected it again along the trajectory of the projection.

This time, he appeared in a splendid palace-like hall.

Dressed in flaming robes, Mr. Moken sat down on a large chair that shimmered with golden light.

On either side of the chair are guards wearing distinctive classical armor.

I saw Wei Chaoyang suddenly appear in the blood mist.

The guards shouted in unison, gathering in one place to stand in front of Mr. Moken.

Mr. Moken on the throne raised his head, his face full of shock, "How can you be free from the restraints and not be affected by the human chair?" ”

He had lived for more than 3,000 years, and it was the first time he had seen such a thing.

"Ha, I'll tell you when you're dead! Yin me, suffer death! ”

Wei Chaoyang roared, put on his work suit, scythe in his left hand and hammer in his right, and rushed towards Mr. Moken.

As a man with hanging, he naturally wouldn't tell his enemies that his work suit was immune to all luck-based attacks.

The guards lunged forward to block.

Mr. Moken on the throne shattered into a mass of broken flesh and bones.

Wei Chaoyang slashed down all the guards who rushed up with a scythe, grabbed the throne, grabbed the projection ray that was about to disappear, and tracked the projection again along the trajectory.

This time he appeared in an old temple.

The temple is surrounded by open walls and views of the lush rainforest outside.

Inside and outside the temple, people dressed in plain white robes are prostrating themselves to the idol of the god erected in the temple.

This idol is none other than Mr. Moken.

He had just come back to life, and he pointed at Wei Chaoyang, who was tracking, and shouted, "Kill this evil god!" ”

After the roar, it shattered with a bang.

The white-robed people who were bowing down were crazy and jumped up and pounced on Wei Chaoyang, one by one, completely ignoring life and death.

Wei Chaoyang picked up his hammer and smashed all the people who rushed up into the air, catching Mr. Moken's ray-tracking again.

This time he completed the projection, and he immediately felt that something was wrong.

The projected doppelganger is also a normal human body and needs to breathe.

But this inhalation, all that came in was bitter seawater!

He hurriedly held his breath and was about to observe the environment, but he felt his body tighten, and he was entangled by a huge force.

When I looked closely, I saw that there were many huge and incomparable octopuses around me.

Entanglement around him was the tentacles of the octopus.

Mr. Moken, on the other hand, stood on a submarine mountain, his entire body turned into an octopus, except for the large face embedded in the center of the octopus.

He smiled proudly at Wei Chaoyang and swiped out a line of subtitles behind him.

This time, it's no longer letters, but archaic Chinese characters.

"Chase it again!"

Then the whole body shattered.

The last image I saw before shattering was Wei Chaoyang angrily wielding a scythe and hammer, frantically killing and injuring those octopuses, but he was still dragged deeper into the bottom of the sea.

Naturally, it was impossible for these octopuses to kill Wei Chaoyang's projection clone.

But as long as they can stop Wei Chaoyang for a while, it is enough.

After several rounds of verification, Mr. Moken had realized that Wei Chaoyang was probably tracking through his own projection.

After interrupting the casting, it takes at least thirty seconds for the casting ray to fully message.

All he needed was these thirty seconds.

The next moment, the reclaimed consciousness came to a high mountain.

His body is a huge statue of a god standing on the top of a high mountain.

This idol is buried with a large amount of sacrificial flesh, which has been kept fresh by secret methods, enough to support his evolutionary projection clone.

He looked around, didn't see Wei Chaoyang like a maggot attached to the bones, smiled with satisfaction, and then interrupted the projection.

The huge idol shattered, turning into countless pieces of flesh and rolling down the hillside.

The town at the foot of the hill was covered in rolling flesh and blood.

Countless people shouted and cried in panic, and bowed desperately to the top of the mountain, which was already empty.

The reclaimed consciousness turned to a small island.

On the island's shore, there are rows of life-size stone statues of various shapes.

One of the stone statues suddenly came to life, and its face changed to that of Mr. Moken.

He cautiously observed the surroundings again, and after confirming that there was still no trace of Wei Chaoyang, he walked towards the island with heavy steps.

Beyond the row of coconut groves that shade the sea, you will see a simple airport in the middle of the island.

On one side of the edge of the airport is a neat two-story building, and on the other side is a row of hangars and several tall lookout towers.

A group of shirtless soldiers of the United States are playing blue balls lively.

The sentry on the watchtower soon noticed the uninvited guest coming from the beach, his face changed drastically, and he immediately issued a warning to the soldiers who were having a good time below.

The GIs gathered up as fast as they could, ran up to Mr. Moken, and saluted him in unison.

"Mobilize satellites to conduct reconnaissance of the town of Qibu in the Dongying Sekihara area. Connect to the Dongying base, order them to prepare for bombing, and prepare a special task force to prepare for battle! ”

Mr. Moken simply replied, and walked towards the small building as he gave the order, surrounded by the GIs.

This is a transit base for the US Navy in the Pacific Ocean.

However, the mission of the base is not to provide relay support for the Dongying Army.

They have only one order.

Defend the island and obey all orders from the direction of the beach.

And this small base, after receiving people from the direction of the beach, automatically has extremely high authority and can deploy all the military forces of the Mi army in the Asia-Pacific region.

The order from the island was quickly carried out.

Footage from spy satellites continues to feed to the island's monitoring center.

The military base stationed in Dongyingmi secretly entered a state of combat readiness.

After the three bombers went through various checks, the pilots boarded the planes and were ready to take off.

A 30-strong special operations force rushed to the Sekigahara area by helicopter under the pretext of a drill.

……

In the Qibu Guanyuan Battle Memorial Hall, Wei Chaoyang, who had been silently watching the ancient battlefield, finally turned his head, glanced at the sky, and gave an order, "Let's go, let's go see Hua Shou Hongluo and put an end to all this." ”

The group of people who were anxious because they didn't know why Wei Chaoyang was suddenly silent for so long finally breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly hugged Wei Chaoyang downstairs to board the car and go to the negotiation place.