Hearing this, Mu Chen's heart hanging in the air suddenly let go...... A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As long as it is not fabricated out of thin air, as long as the key to the secret realm of time still exists in the Dead Sea, then it will definitely be able to find it...... It's nothing more than a waste of time.

Moving at the bottom of the Dead Sea can help the soul and body merge more quickly, without harm.

"Well, thank you for your candor...... You can go to death. ”

The wood dust sacrificed out of the Senluo Temple, and the white-colored bone hand emerged, ending the life of this demon...... The soul is returned to the Senluo Palace, the rules in the body are devoured by the painter system, and the crystals of the demon inheritance are obtained by the wood dust, so to speak, there is no waste at all.

Storage rings, cave treasures, all belong to Mu Chen......

The life gains of the demons of the Tribulation Realm are enough to make the collection of wood dust to a higher level.

Mu Chen threw it into his own cave, and only after leaving did he have time to investigate carefully.

"Muchen, I'm waiting for you on Huangquan Road......"

The demon's desperate curse sounded, and then the breath of life fell, turning into nothingness.

Mu Chen didn't pay attention to this, how many demons Mu Chen killed, how many curses he received, how tired he was if he took everything to heart?

"The power of the rules ...... divide me into forty percent"

Mu Chen made a sound, and asked the painter system confidently and asked for it.

"Are you the demon you slay with your true strength?"

The artist systematically asked...... Let Mu Chen be speechless for a while, speechless for a long time, you are right, I won't refute it, okay.

"Isn't the Wanhua Rule mine? wasn't it mobilized by the power of my bloodline?"

Mu Chen still wants to fight for it, what if he wins it?

"Divide your ...... into three"

The artist compromised with the system, but decided to press the proportion......

"Forty percent, less is not good......"

Mu Chen's eyes rolled, and he probed the bottom line of the painter system, and suddenly became angry......

"Forty percent, agreed...... But I won't integrate it directly into your body, otherwise, it will hurt you, I hope you can understand, but will integrate into the rules of Wanhua...... What do you think? ”

Mu Chen weighed it and had to agree. But ask more.

"Can it be concretized and condensed into a rule ball, what if I want to give it away?"

"The rules of the evil demons are contrary to the rules of the Canghai Continent, even if they are devoured and fused, they cannot be used...... Moreover, condensing into a rule ball requires wasting one percent of the rule power. ”

"Meaning, it can be condensed. In this case, at the moment of my need, I hope that you can condense the figurative rule ball, and I will bear the loss of 10%...... Do you agree. ”

Mu Chen asked, and the painter system had no choice but to agree.

The mirror space shattered, and Mu Chen's figure disappeared......

In the face of the realm of merger, he can kill with his own strength, and in the face of the realm of tribulation, he can also be killed by relying on the rules of Wanhua...... The power of rules is all swallowed up by the painter system and wood dust...... What is the power of heaven's punishment...... Literature Great

As a result, the power of heavenly punishment in Mu Chen's body resisted...... Furious as thunder, as if it was about to devour and destroy wood dust......

Well, in desperation, Mu Chen had to use the power of heavenly punishment to kill a few demons...... Only then did he appease the wrath of the power of heavenly punishment.

Eventually, the three reach a balance...... The painter system devours one, and the power of heavenly punishment devours one......

Mu Chen steadily moved towards the third assessment...... The second assessment, for Mu Chen, has no pressure at all, it is nothing more than a choice of the number of demons to kill......

Within the second assessment, Huang Ling'er and Mu Chen were separated...... Fight for each other and slay the demons.

Huang Ling'er was very worried about Mu Chen's strength, but since she learned that Mu Chen's body was full of the power of heavenly punishment, Huang Ling'er was completely relieved......

The power of heavenly punishment, a demon will surely die if it comes into contact...... Brother Muchen's safety is absolutely guaranteed......

Don't worry about Mu Chen's safety, Huang Ling'er decided to show her true strength...... Speed up the process of the assessment a little.

The power of the rules is pervasive, the power of space is soaring, whether it is the realm of merger or the demon of the realm of tribulation, all of them cannot resist the blow of Huang Ling'er...... Direct death. It was turned into three crystals and was pocketed by Huang Ling'er.

In the next moment, the figure of Demon White appeared in the mirror space......

The demon looked around as if he were looking at his prey, playfully watching the enemy not far away, full of confidence. When I saw it clearly, it was Huang Ling'er's face, and the meaning of banter and playfulness disappeared in an instant...... It translates into solemnity, hatred, and a touch of fear.

Staring at Huang Ling'er, the evil demon Bai pondered: I don't know, her strength, how much will it be restored, I don't know, how much will her memory be restored...... Do you want......

Evil Demon Bai controlled his expression, turned calm, put on an unguarded posture, put away all his defenses, without any killing intent, and said as if he was reminiscing with the old man: "Huang? ”

Discourse is not a language that everyone knows, but a language of antiquity and even antiquity...... Ordinary demons can't understand at all...... Even if you can understand it, you can't speak, an ancient language, with special vocal skills,

If you are not born to ancient times, generally speaking, you will not tell it.

Demon Bai made a plan in his heart, if Huang Ling'er did not recover his memory, he would definitely erase it instantly...... Strangled the danger in the cradle, and by the way, avenged the revenge of the year......

"Long time no see, white ......"

Huang Ling'er also responded in the language of ancient times, which was very pure and did not have any jerky...... And there was a touch of coldness and playfulness between the words...... Stroking the golden dragon lance in his hand, he continued to add.

This means that Huang Ling'er is at least a character from ancient times......

This...... Big news.

"Shiro, I don't know if the wounds of your soul have recovered? Put away your killing intent, so far away, I can feel it, is your killing intent on me so big?"

Hearing this, Demon White smiled awkwardly...... Then completely let go of the killing intent in his heart.

Huang Ling'er regained her memory...... If the two really fought, it would still be themselves who escaped with serious injuries in the end...... As for death, it is impossible......

Evil Demon Bai has been able to live from ancient times to the present day, relying on more than just a mouth...... But she still has to test Huang Ling'er's strength, what if she is bluffing......

"Huang, I didn't expect to meet here...... I don't know how your strength is recovering......"

"Less than half of it...... You should be able to hit you hard and put you to sleep again for 10,000 years......"

"Haha, you're joking, I'm not going to do anything with you. ”

Before the words fell, Evil Demon Bai condensed a rule power, turned into a sharp sword, and slammed into Phoenix Ling'er.

This attack seems simple, but in fact, it contains nearly eighty percent of the strength of the evil demon white, which is enough to test the reality of Huang Ling'er......