Wei Chong flew and pounced, and the body of the think tank suddenly dispersed, melting into the mist, only a pair of eyes, flashing with red light, fluttering back and forth in the mist, making Wei Chong creepy, but where the real think tank was, Wei Chong had no way of knowing.

Now Wei Chong's biggest worry must be Qin Agarwood, the brain is like this, obviously he has made careful preparations, but he is afraid that Qin Agarwood and others will not be able to escape, he waved a few times into the mist again, and the thousands of rays of the Netherworld Broom could not sweep away the mist, and Wei Chong's body flashed, and he disappeared from here.

The wise man was hidden in the fog, smiling and watching Wei Chong flee, muttering to himself: "Run, escape! The show has just begun!" At this moment, the wise man was full of evil.

The think tank is like a piece of carrion, wrapped in layers of gold paper, each layer is peeled off, there will be endless surprises, but when the last layer is peeled off, what you see is a piece of carrion, emitting a strong smell, the previous beauty is just a dream, wake up from the dream, you have to face the cruel reality.

Suddenly, there was a strange light in the fog, and a person appeared, but it was Gong Yu, Gong Yu's eyes were gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Although Wei Chong is stupid, I'm afraid he won't be fooled again." ”

The thinker sneered, "He has no choice but to know nothing." "I don't know anything, it's like a fly without a head, so if there is some news, whether it is reliable or not, Wei Chong will firmly grasp it, just as he is gambling.

"There are still three hours, hurry up and prepare!" The wise man said sharply and coldly ordered Gong Yu, who did not have any emotions and respectfully turned around to do things.

If Wei Chong could see this scene, he would definitely be dumbfounded, Gong Yu would actually follow the orders of the think tank, and the think tank was revealed in its original form at this moment. It must be that its conspiracy has reached the last moment.

Qin Agarwood and Nightingale faced the demonic wall. But there was nothing to be done. When there was nothing to be done, Wei Chong had already appeared beside them, Wei Chong didn't say a word, he just pushed out a few palms towards the demonic qi, and no matter how fierce the palm power was, the demonic qi would dissipate without a trace.

"This bastard of the wise man must be the true body of the soul master, and I have always believed in him. As a result, he has been deceived by him. Wei Chong said angrily, slammed his palm on his head, and Xiuwei poured into Zhihai, and began to diffuse to various areas of Zhihai, from time to time there was a stinging pain, which was something left by the think tank in Wei Chong Zhihai, when it was cleared, there would be a stinging pain that ordinary people could not bear, but Wei Chong gritted his teeth and insisted, to defeat the think tank. First of all, you have to not be controlled by a think tank.

"What the hell does he want to do?" Thinking of all this, Qin Agarwood was still confused.

Originally, they were on earth. They are all small people, but because of the special bloodline, they were selected by the big people in the outer heavens, and they have come to this day step by step, those big people cooperate with each other and compete with each other to bring them to the outer heavens, and so many things happen in the outer heavens, but they don't know anything.

But the living beings in the cultivation world have been doing one thing all their lives, that is, they have been constantly cultivating, constantly trying to make themselves stronger, even if they sacrifice hundreds of millions of living beings, they will not hesitate to do so, only by becoming stronger, can they have everything, the law of the jungle will never change.

Wei Chong clenched his fists and said lightly: "Maybe it's just to make the demon clan rise, the soul master's true body must be a think tank, now I think the brain is more like a demon, maybe ......"

Perhaps, the wise man is the demon god!

The demon god will die, turn into an invisible think tank, everything he does is just to regain his life, once the demon god is reborn, and the immortal Buddha realm is far away, the rise of the demon clan will be unstoppable.

With such a guess, Wei Chong felt relaxed in his heart, by his side, there was obviously no reliable helper, he used to trust Gong Yu the most, but Gong Yu wanted their life the most.

If the think tank is to transform the dead demon god, then the child in Qin Agarwood's belly is the necessary for the resurrection of the demon god, after all, Nuwa Niangniang is also a demon, although she created a human being, but it can't change the fact that she is a demon, and resurrecting the demon god may be the only purpose for Nuwa Niangniang to leave a remnant soul.

As a human being, Wei Chong never wants to see the demon clan ruling all the worlds, not to mention that they are still in danger at the moment, if they want to leave alive, if they want to protect Qin Agarwood and the child in her womb, they must resist, at all costs, even if they pay for their lives, Wei Chong must protect them.

"This speed is too fast, isn't it?" When Wei Chong was still thinking of a way, he heard the nightingale's exclamation, turned his head to look, but saw that Qin Agarwood's belly was already bulging, and it looked like he was pregnant for ten months and was about to give birth.

"Agarwood, you ......" Wei Chong knew that it must be the seeds given by Nuwa Niangniang who were playing tricks, but he didn't expect that the speed of fetal growth would be so fast.

Qin Shenxiang's face was pale, beads of sweat were on his forehead, and he smiled bitterly: "Brother Chong, I'm ...... Maybe I'm about to give birth!"

Nightingale looked at Qin Agarwood blankly, completely incomprehensible, hearing that Wei Chong asked her to take care of Qin Agarwood, she felt a sharp increase in pressure, and at this moment, the surrounding demonic mist quickly leaned in.

In the mist, there were many red eyes, despising the three of them, and suddenly all the eyes condensed together, turning into a think tank again, the think tank stepped out of the fog and looked at Qin Shenxiang with a smile, at this moment he no longer had any interest in Wei Chong.

The surrounding demonic qi gradually dispersed, leaving only a thin layer, and those scattered demonic qi all gathered around the Tongtian Star and the Soul Searching Star, and the two stars gradually drifted towards the center point.

Wan Qiwen is dedicated to delivering vitality to Wan Qimeng, no matter where the stars will float, but in the flying, they are getting closer and closer to the soul search star, the two stars rub together, and the demonic energy forms a chain, firmly locking the two stars, and the two stars gradually begin to merge, constantly rubbing out dazzling sparks, sparks splashing, roaring in the sky.

Wan Qimeng stood like a statue, looking at Wan Qiwen coldly, the majestic vitality poured into her body, she didn't feel anything, only a tingling pain came from her heart, it was Tongtian Star was dying out little by little, and Wan Qiwen was very persistent and serious, as if he didn't notice the death of Tongtian Star.

Soul Searching Tianzun can't control it, that demonic aura is too weird, too powerful to fight, Soul Searching Tianzun has managed to make the new Soul Searching Star extremely powerful, but in front of this demonic energy, it is still vulnerable, the huge Soul Searching Star, being involved by the demon qi, actually fused with Tongtian Star, this scene made Soul Searching Tianzun's soul tremble.

Unstoppable, unstoppable, it seems that the Heavenly Star and the Soul Searching Star, and even the creatures on the two stars, have to merge with each other, and eventually they will condense into an extremely terrifying force.

"Demon God!" "Soul Searching Tianzun didn't put all his mind on Wan Qimeng like Wan Qiwen did, and he soon felt the breath of the demon god, the demon god who was once strong enough to make the entire Outer Heaven tremble, is it going to come back?

At this moment, Wei Chong stared at the think tank, the breath of the think tank was weaker than before, like a shadow, not real in the world, but it could bring terrifying coercion to people, the eyes of the think tank were always on Qin Shenxiang's stomach, obviously the unborn child was the most critical in the overall plan of the think tank. (To be continued.) )