Balance the power!

In addition to the five elements, there are many kinds of powers of the Heavenly Oracle, which are born from person to person and vary from person to person.

But the one who can rank the power of the eight heavenly oracles, the power of Chongjun is the last one, and the ability is quite perverted.

Thinking of this, Mu Fan also became interested, and asked suspiciously: "Sister Moxin, your wind power is also one of the eight heavenly oracle powers, which is stronger, or the power of Chongjun?!"

"The power of the Eight Great Heavenly Oracles, regardless of whether they are high or low, is only about cultivation. Moxin lost patience and didn't seem to want to explain Mu Fan's idiotic problem.

Mu Fan didn't believe it, so he repeated the trick and said in a loud voice: "It won't be your wind power, it's not as good as the power of others, you're jealous, right?!"

What kind of personality is Moxin?

Bright and straightforward, straight as steel. The little agitator has tried and tested against her.

Sure enough, Mo Xin was hit again, and replied with a little anger: "If you have to have a high or low difference, there is only one that can obviously win in the power of the Heavenly Oracle!"

"What?" Mu Fan asked.

Mo Xin glanced at Mu Fan, and simply replied two words: "Void pupil!"

Mu Fan was stunned for a moment, and then fell into thought, thinking that Mo Xin had learned badly, and he used such low-end means to prevaricate him.

"Among the power of the Eight Great Heavenly Oracles, how can there be such a one?!" he said in a dissatisfied tone, with a reprimand in his eyes.

And Mo Xin, who didn't want to answer a word at all, his tone became cold, and he said word by word: "It turned out to be, but now it's dead!"

"Understood.... Got it. Mu Fan nodded hurriedly, not daring to talk nonsense.

Because he knows that Moxin's patience has reached its limit!

The northern suburbs of Yuanzhou City.

A group of five people went straight to the place where the secret realm was located.

After Mo Xin broke away from Mu Fan, he walked in front with Qian Ning and Liu Yiyi. And obviously his mood has also improved greatly, and he seems to have a good conversation with those two.

As for Mu Fan, he was hanging not far behind, and was entangled by Ye Wushuang.

"Brother Mu, did you really enlarge Qianning's belly?" Ye Wushuang looked at Mu Fan with a look of envy and adoration, and stared directly at Mu Fan with a pair of dead fish eyes.

As soon as he thought of being calculated back and forth by Qianning, Mu Fan's face darkened, and he said perfunctorily without interest: "I was forced to be helpless." ”

What the hell is that?

Is it forced to be helpless to engage in the belly of an adult girl?

How?!

Ye Wushuang pursed his lips, thinking that Mu Fan was pretending to be a calf, and changed the topic: "Brother Mu, how did you hook up with that Wing Clan beauty?"

Who knew that when he asked, Mu Fan's face immediately became sad.

Exhaled fiercely, and continued to reply perfunctorily: "I have no choice." ”

"Brother Shepherd, if you talk like that, it will be difficult to make friends. Ye Wushuang immediately gritted his teeth, and his eyes turned green.

Just pretend to be it, isn't it too much to pretend like this, don't you be afraid of pulling the egg?!

But I didn't know that the two sentences that Mu Fan answered were generally not half a point difference!

Sure enough, Mu Fan didn't have a good face, he just felt that the thing in front of him was still so excited with dark circles, there must be something mentally wrong.

replied coldly: "I don't want to be friends with you." ”

"Don't!"

Ye Wushuang not only didn't get angry, but got closer, changed the topic again, and whispered: "But Brother Mu, if you provoke that Shen Xiangming, you should be careful of the secret arrow, that bastard is very shady." ”

"Oh?" Mu Fan stared at Ye Wushuang for a moment, then squinted his eyes and said, "You have a grudge against him, right?!"

He said that he asked this because no matter how Ye Wushuang's words were heard, it seemed that he deliberately wanted to instigate him to destroy Shen Xiangming.

"Of course there is a grudge!" Ye Wushuang replied very dryly.

But then he saw Mu Fan's expression, and probably knew what Mu Fan was thinking, and said: "Brother Mu, don't get me wrong, I don't want to borrow your hand to get rid of Shen Xiangming, just to remind you." ”

As he spoke, he spread his hands and said, "What's more, your Wing Clan beauty's spiritual source is damaged, if Shen Xiangming has the intention of harming you recently, I'm afraid he won't be able to protect you!"

How did Ye Wushuang know that Mo's Soul Source was broken?

Don't think about it, it must have been said by Mo Xin himself, and I'm afraid it's in today's conference hall.

I don't have a long heart at all, and I don't know the sinister heart at all.

Mu Fan frowned, looking at Mo Xin's back in front of him and sighed.

But looking at the moment, Mo Xin shouldn't have said anything about being chased and killed by the demons.

"Brother Mu, how much do you know about this ruin?" Ye Wushuang's voice dragged Mu Fan's gaze back.

How much do you know about the ruins?

Mu Fan can say without exaggeration that he doesn't know anything!

I only know that the purpose of this trip is to find out the source of heaven and earth, restore the spiritual source of Moxin, and get rid of the clutches of the demon people.

That's all!

Seeing Mu Fan's ignorant look, Ye Wushuang couldn't help but look strange and said, "You won't.... You don't know anything, do you?"

"What do you know?" Mu Fan looked sideways at Ye Wushuang, full of curiosity.

Ye Wushuang leaned in front of Mu Fan again, and said with a mysterious expression: "The battle of the gods ten thousand years ago, you should know, right?!"

"The battle of the gods?" Mu Fan was stunned, and there were more questions in his mind.

But he learned from Mo Xin that there was a great war 10,000 years ago that had shattered the continent. But for what reason, it is not known.

"Brother Mu, it's time for you to make up for the history of the continent. "Night Wushuang looks illiterate.

Then, under Mu Fan's gloomy expression, he cleared his throat and said quickly: "It is rumored that ten thousand years ago, a kind of treasure was born in the mainland. And in that treasure, there is a secret that makes the entire continent crazy!"

Speaking of this, Ye Wushuang took the initiative to pause, and looked at Mu Fan with a cheap face, as if he was waiting for the latter to take the initiative to ask.

Mu Fan couldn't wait to give Ye Wushuang a big mouth, and viciously said the sentence that Ye Wushuang wanted: "What secret?"

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang took a deep breath.

He suppressed his voice and said in a deep and magnetic voice, "The secret to the One Divine Position!"

What kind of bullshit is talking about, does it have anything to do with the ruins?!

Even though the former's expression was vivid, Mu Fan still listened to it very indifferently, and even a little impatient.

What leads to the One Divine Throne... He didn't even have the desire to ask further.

He just wanted to know what was going on, and asked rhetorically, "Does it have anything to do with this ancient ruin?"

Ye Wushuang was also convinced, and he slandered Mu Fan for his lack of curiosity.

He rolled his eyes and spread his hands: "Of course there is! The main battlefield of the Battle of the Ancient God Throne is the territory at this moment. The battle for the divine position was fought in the dark, and in the end, no one got the treasure, so it was left in the territory. ”

"You mean.... That treasure could be among the ancient ruins?!" Mu Fan showed surprise and a heart-pounding feeling.

Then, the next night Wushuang was a basin of cold water: "No, it is said that the treasure has been left behind in the Holy Stigma!"

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