Under the slightly nervous gaze of the other party, Dong Ditian also found a place to sit down at random, first slowly put the piano case aside, and then handed his right hand to the other party, also palm up.

The man in gray quietly changed his sitting position, staring closely at what was happening next.

Dong Ditian smiled, the lightning of his left hand swept over the palm of his right hand, and suddenly a shallow scar appeared, and blood gushed out, unexpectedly... It's the bright red of a normal human!

The man in gray immediately stood up, and a dangerous aura followed, it was a kind of danger full of evil spirits, like a hand that poked out from the depths of hell to the earth, full of suppressed anger for thousands of years, as if at any time, the owner of that hand, a huge and incomparable fierce spirit, will climb up to the earth and pounce on the creatures in front of him.

However, this ferocious aura soon stopped abruptly, because the blood gushing out of the affected area of the Eastern Emperor's Heavenly Injury suddenly turned a silver-gray, compared to the gray-clothed man, this silver-gray color was deeper, and seemed to contain a purer amount of power.

The smile on Dong Di Tian's face was a little more playful, and the color of the blood on his hands suddenly changed back to bright red, as if the silver gray that appeared before was completely an illusion in an instant.

The fierce aura of the gray-clothed man arose spontaneously again, this time there was a lot more violent fierceness, and at the moment when his momentum changed, the color of the Eastern Emperor's blood changed back to a deep silver-gray again.

The gray-clothed man took off the hood on his head and said angrily: "Dongdi Tian, you play me!"

This is a handsome face, if you just look at it, it is difficult to discern his true age, only when you look closely, you can see the deep traces of time from the corners of your eyes and mouth, this face has become a little distorted because of anger, glaring at Dong Ditian, the voice that should have been a little magnetic, and it has also changed its tone slightly.

The way of greeting the high-level undead demons was originally a sacred conversation, but the Eastern Emperor Heaven was completely teasing himself like child's play, and the man in gray was simply furious.

Dong Di Tian put his hand away, and when his hand was closed again, the wound quietly closed and recovered, quickly scarring, and then slowly returning to its original smoothness, as if it had never been injured.

The gray-clothed man said coldly: "Eastern Emperor Tian, are you a human or a saint now?"

Dong Di Tian smiled and said, "Why do you have to be black and white? I can't be both an undead and a human being?"

The man in gray said, "What do you mean by that?"

Dong Di Tian said indifferently: "Since you can find me, I believe you have also understood my past, when I was the Night Emperor Tian, I was a human being, and when I was the East Emperor Tian, I was an undead, but, to be precise, I am not them." So, you can see me as a new kind of life, a life form that hovers between life and death, constantly seeking balance. ”

Recalling the color of the blood when the Eastern Emperor Heaven withdrew his hand, the gray-clothed man temporarily gathered his hostility and asked coldly, "Then do you have a silver boiling point?"

The silver boiling point is a sign that belongs to the higher undead demons, and once the blood reaches the silver boiling point, life is coming to an end.

Dongdi Tian said calmly: "Of course there will be!"

The man in gray seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, in his opinion, no matter what kind of life the Eastern Emperor Tian thought he was, as long as there was a silver boiling point, it should be a high-level undead demon.

He slowed down his tone and said, "The Holy Clan Council wants to see you, you can come with me!"

Dongdi Tian laughed and said, "Wouldn't it be necessary to pass through the dark red vortex, land on the Alans Continent, and then go north, cross the Wyvern Desert, and enter the Undead Sky before you can reach the seat of the council?"

The man in gray said, isn't this nonsense?

He said, "Could it be that you have another shortcut?"

Dongdi Tian shook his head and said, "No! It's just that I don't really want to go." It's a bit of a waste of time, I'm quite busy. ”

The gray-clothed man glanced at the piano box at the feet of Dongdi Tian, and his voice was even colder: "Dongdi Tian, you are now playing those boring pieces all day long, is this what you call busy?"

Dong Ditian said seriously: "I think this is quite fulfilling, and I am very satisfied with this way of life." Or tell me, how can it be more meaningful to survive?"

This question made the gray-clothed man suffocate slightly, at this moment, his mind even flashed many, many years ago, when he was a human being, he worked hard to save money for life, but after a short loss of consciousness, he returned to reality, remembering his current mission, he snorted coldly: "Dongdi Tian, recovering the Holy Clan, is the whole meaning of our life now, as a member of the Holy Clan, you have the obligation to contribute all your strength to this great mission!"

His voice slowly became firm, and even became fanatical, but Dong Di Tian was unmoved, just smiled and said, "Why impose a goal on yourself, especially a goal that seems difficult to accomplish?"

The gray-clad man's voice was full of anger: "Because this is the direction that the prophetic book points to us! Don't forget, the prophetic book was written by you a thousand years ago, and you should return after a thousand years and lead us again, instead of choosing to betray and escape to a small island and live a life of idleness!"

The Eastern Emperor Tian said thoughtfully: "Oh, it turned out that I wrote it! When the prophecy is often inaccurate, then I solemnly declare now that this prophecy is invalid." You don't have to wait for an impossible future any longer, so pass on my words to the Council of the Dead!"

The gray-clothed man was full of anger, and slowly stood up again, and said fiercely: "Dongditian, you are really as completely lost as expected, then we have to use force, what you want to say, explain it to the council yourself." However, I believe that as long as you return to the canopy, you will naturally be able to return to yourself!"

As he said this, two other gray-clothed men walked out of the shadows around the competition, forming a full momentum, enveloping the Eastern Emperor Heaven.

Dongdi Tian didn't look back at the other person, as if he had known this, but said seriously: "If you can't take me away, you will reach the silver boiling point in advance, have you thought about it clearly?"

“......”

At sea, the meeting room of the flame mercenaries.

Feng Qinglang had slowly walked to the center of the meeting room, he walked even slower, this red carpet road branded with flame markings seemed to be a road full of thorns, full of traps and fierce beasts, as long as he stumbled, he would be completely doomed.

Zhao Qin at the end of the hall also went from being careless at the beginning, to looking at it with interest later, and now his expression has become solemn, as if he has also experienced every step of Feng Qinglang with empathy.

Feng Qinglang didn't know what Zhao Qin wanted to do, but he knew that as long as he couldn't withstand this pressure, or took a wrong step, Zhao Qin would immediately make a choice, or kill himself in the palm of his hand, or an action against Xingqing would be carried out immediately.

The flames under his feet seemed to have come to life, with the layers of lava, wave after wave of lava rushed towards him, accompanied by the pressure from the physical body and the pressure of the spiritual sea, Feng Qinglang seemed to be still walking in a straight line, but in fact, every step was going around and around, drawing several very small curves to avoid the invasion of lava.

The old man in the green shirt at the entrance of the hall behind Feng Qinglang, from his point of view, was even more shocking, the traces of Feng Qinglang walking all the way, if combined, must be a water system magic pattern that just restrained the flames, dazzling to the extreme!

When Feng Qinglang took the next step smoothly again and stepped into the center of the entire flame, Zhao Qin also slowly stood up, like a giant beast in the depths of the flame, and slowly opened his eyes.