Wang Xuan looked at Tang Ruoyu, waiting for her next words. What did she understand?

"No wonder I was restless for a while. Suddenly, there were many picture fragments in my mind. I don't know whether they are real memory fragments or hallucinations. There are seven statues in these chaotic pictures, suppressing seven different places.

These statues are exactly like me. If all seven statues are destroyed, then this building will be destroyed. "

"Now I understand that this is not an illusion, but reality. One of the statues is suppressing the evil god of the first world."

Wang Xuan was surprised and said: "There are seven statues in total? And if all seven statues are destroyed, this building will be destroyed?"

Tang Ruoyu nodded slightly and said: "This is what I saw. I really don't know. As for the origin of these seven statues, does it have anything to do with me..."

As she spoke, she shook her head and said, "I don't know that either."

"Seven statues, could it be..."

On one side, the voice of the Mechanic God suddenly sounded. Its voice changed slightly, as if it had thought of something very shocking.

Wang Xuan looked at it and said: "Mechanical God, what did you think of?" "Legend has it that the sky... left seven statues..." There was hesitation in the Mechanical God's voice for the first time, and there was even a hint of it.

Surprised and uncertain.

Wang Xuan's heart was shocked, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he stared at Tang Ruoyu. Tian, ​​the Lord of the Seven-Pointed Star, once left seven statues, and among the memory fragments Tang Ruoyu obtained, there were seven statues that were exactly like her. What on earth is this?

Is it a coincidence, or is it related to Tang Ruoyu, the Lord of the Seven-Pointed Star?

Tang Ruoyu's identity has always been a mystery.

Only Tang Ruoyu himself was still very calm. He looked at Wang Xuan and the Mechanical God in front of him. After listening to the Mechanical God's words, he said: "So, the original owner of these seven statues that look exactly like me is the god you are talking about? What about me?

Who is it? "When she said this, there was a hint of confusion in her eyes. Even now, she still knows nothing about her past.

"If this statue is really related to the sky, then the evil god is sealed by the sky?" After Wang Xuan calmed down, he began to feel strange. If what the God of Machinery and Tang Ruoyu said were true, Tang Ruoyu was most likely related to the sky.

Then the owner of the statue that suppresses the evil god is Tian, ​​and there are seven similar statues. If these seven statues are destroyed, the building will be destroyed.

From this point of view, the sky is guarding this building. But the God of Machinery has said before that the sky is the intruder of this building. The stone pillars of Insect Town come from the sky, and its real purpose is to allow the sky to come to this building.

A building.

The owner of that half of the snow-white feather came from the sky, and was the great enemy of prehistoric mankind. He once fought against the God of Machinery, and the God of Machinery was torn apart because of the opponent.

Wang Xuan was a little confused. He looked at Tang Ruoyu and then at the Mechanical God. Originally, he thought that Tang Ruoyu's origin was related to the white tiger in her body, but now it seems that Tang Ruoshuang's origin is far more terrifying than before.

Yu's strength is far more terrifying than his previous homesickness, and now Nanran is vaguely related to the Lord of the Seven-Pointed Star.

"Tang Ruoyu, do you have any memory of that evil god? There are six other statues, do you know where they are?"

In response to Wang Xuan's inquiry, Tang Ruoyu thought for a while, carefully recalled the scene he had seen in his mind before, then reached out his hand and gently stroked his forehead, with a look of pain on his face.

Obviously there are too many memories stored in her mind, which is very confusing. Now she is carefully searching for memories about the evil god. Because the amount of information is too large, she feels faintly in pain.

"I remembered that the evil god sealed by the statue is an intruder from outside the building. Its power will continue to corrode the building. We must find a way to destroy the evil god."

"The evil god is an intruder from outside the building..."

Wang Xuan pondered, thinking that Mr. Qian once said that the power of evil spirits and demon gods come from the same source, so the demon gods in Zhao Lei and others can use the power of evil spirits to strengthen themselves, and even doubted whether the evil gods are the seventy-two demon gods.

The rest of them did not appear in the combination of demons and gods.

If what Tang Ruoyu said is true and the power of evil spirits belongs to the intruders outside the building, then the so-called seventy-two demons

God may also be a product outside the building.

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. Wang Xuan shook his head and stopped thinking about it. The most important thing now was to solve the hidden danger of the evil god.

"This evil god has indeed affected several layers of the world. Insect Town has also fallen. Even the king insect has escaped. As expected, it may now start to affect the third layer of the world. We don't have much time. We must do it before the evil god affects

Seal or destroy it before there are more worlds."

Wang Xuan showed a determined look on his face. Tang Ruoyu's strength is now unfathomable. If she is willing to take action, it will be a big help.

Tang Ruoyu nodded slightly and said: "As long as we find the origin seed here, we can deal with the evil god."

"Origin seed?" Wang Xuan looked at Tang Ruoyu.

"In my memory fragments, there are memories about this place. In this broken time and space, there is a seed of the tree of origin, which is called the seed of origin. As long as this seed of origin can be found, it can purify the evil spirit.

, without the energy of the evil spirit, the evil spirit will naturally disintegrate."

Wang Xuan was refreshed. Tang Ruoyu really had a way to deal with the evil god in his memory. He said hurriedly: "Then do you know where this origin seed is?"

Tang Ruoyu stretched out his hand and pointed downwards, saying: "Go to the end of the bottom, that's where it is."

"Okay, let's go look for it." When Wang Xuan said this, his heart suddenly moved, and he said a little strangely: "If the owner of the seven statues is really Tian, ​​with its vast magical power, why not destroy the evil god directly?

Even if it cannot be destroyed, an Origin Seed should be able to be found to purify it, but why use a statue to suppress it? "

Wang Xuan was a little hard to understand. Tang Ruoyu shook his head and said: "I don't know about this, but there are indeed fragments of the evil god in my memory. As long as I find an origin seed, I can deal with it."

Wang Xuandao: "Then let's go down first and see if there is really such an origin seed."

Tang Ruoyu hummed and began to dive downwards, followed closely by Wang Xuan and the Mechanical God.

Looking at Tang Ruoyu's back, Wang Xuan's thoughts fluctuated.

Is she really related to the mysterious Lord of the Seven-Pointed Star, the only one in the Book of Three Giant Gods who does not require the existence of a contractor?

Tang Ruoyu was very fast, and there were scattered black fragments floating below. These black fragments formed a vortex below. In the vortex, a broken arm and a broken leg were floating in it.

There is a faint blue light in the wounds of the broken arms and legs. These are the corpses belonging to the gods of hell.

Tang Ruoyu stopped, and the white tiger phantom inside his body expanded. In the white tiger phantom, the tiger claw on the right side had completely become real. This real tiger claw reached out and grabbed the broken arm and leg.

Tang Ruoyu glanced at Wang Xuan, loosened his claws, and threw the severed leg towards Wang Xuan.

She kept the broken arm for herself and gave the broken leg to Wang Xuan.

Such corpses belonging to the gods of hell, even though they are only incomplete parts, contain powerful energy. If they can find a way to absorb the energy, their strength can be greatly enhanced.

After that, Tang Ruoyu crossed his legs in the void, and the white tiger curled up slightly, protecting his severed arm, and the white tiger began to devour the energy in it.

Wang Xuan looked at the broken leg in front of him. His magical beast origin could swallow all energy. Can he also absorb the energy from this broken leg?

He stretched out his right hand, and eight metal tentacles appeared, wrapping around the broken leg, stimulating the origin of the monster and trying to swallow up the energy within it.

The blue light at the wound of the broken leg fluctuated slightly and flickered. Wang Xuan tried using the origin of the monster, but found that he could not absorb any energy from it.

It seems that Tang Ruoyu was able to absorb the energy from the severed arm because of its own particularity, or because of the special ability of the white tiger she possesses, while ordinary people cannot directly swallow the energy of this divine corpse.

After a slight thought, he stretched out his right hand, and a rune appeared on his palm. A magnificent gate to the underworld began to appear. He opened the gate to the underworld and threw the severed arm in with a metal tentacle.

Inside the Gate of the Underworld, the yellow mist was thick and turbulent, and Wang Xuan followed closely and stepped in.

Watching the broken arm enter it, a large amount of yellow mist immediately rushed towards the wound on the broken arm, and the blue

The dim light began to dim when it came into contact with the yellow mist.

"Sure enough... this Gate of the Underworld really has the special ability to turn energy into yellow mist."

Looking at the complete corpse lying quietly inside, the blue light on the surface of the wound on this corpse also looked very dim, as if it might disappear at any time.

"Just what is the use of these yellow mists?" Wang Xuan pondered, slowly closed his eyes, sat down cross-legged inside the Gate of Underworld, and sensed it with his heart.

The power of the monster, ghost car and blue crystal scales in his body were all stimulated by him. The shadow of the ghost car expanded and filled the entire space within the Gate of Underworld. Although the origin of the monster could not directly swallow the power of the hell god in the broken leg,

But it can swallow the yellow mist.

Once activated, the Origin of Warcraft immediately actively swallows the yellow mist. There was originally a large amount of yellow mist stored in Wang Xuan's chest. Now as the new yellow mist surges in, it resonates with the yellow mist in his chest. The yellow mist that has just been swallowed up has

The mist immediately surged toward his chest, causing more and more yellow mist to gather on his chest.

The thick yellow mist that was originally filled in the Gate of Underworld poured towards Wang Xuan's chest in a steady stream. The eight ghost wings of the ghost car spread out together, and the energy behind his head surged, just a little short of this.

The ninth ghost wing of the ghost car will grow out.

Wang Xuan gradually entered a deep meditation. After an unknown period of time, all the yellow mist in the Gate of Underworld was completely swallowed by him again, and the blue light at the wound of the broken arm had disappeared, and energy began to flow out.

Flow, the energy flowing out begins to transform into new yellow mist.

Wang Xuan opened his eyes, with a look of surprise on his face. A cloud of yellow mist had already gathered in his chest. As he swallowed so much yellow mist again, this cloud of yellow mist began to liquefy under the high-intensity compression.

.

"This is……"

With a thought, Wang Xuan lowered his head and saw a yellow liquid flowing out from his chest, as flexible as a small snake.

This ball of yellow liquid could constantly change according to his will. At the same moment, a vague message appeared in his mind.

"The water of the underworld...converts energy..."

Sensing this message, Wang Xuanruo realized it. He stretched out his right hand and looked at the liquid flowing like a small yellow snake. He understood that this was the water of the underworld.

"It seems that when this yellow mist gathers and compresses to a certain level, it will liquefy and form the underworld water. This underworld water looks like nothing, but it has a special ability that can convert the energy of attacks... Unfortunately, it is still too little.

If there is enough underworld water to protect my whole body, then all the energy attacking me can be converted, which will be the most powerful defense."

Feeling the special magical effect of the water of the underworld, Wang Xuan gradually began to understand the wonder of the gate of the underworld. It was indeed the best treasure that could be obtained in the Hell Tower.

Wang Xuan nodded with satisfaction, and with a thought, he took back this bit of underworld water into his chest. The energy in the severed arm of the corpse continued to flow, turning into yellow mist. When the place is filled with a lot of yellow mist next time, he

You can once again use the origin of Warcraft to swallow the Miao Color Mist and continue to transform it into more Yellow Spring Water.

Opening the door to the underworld, Wang Xuan stepped out, only to see the suspended Tang Ruoyu still sitting there cross-legged. Her white tiger was drawing the energy from the severed arm, and it was coming to an end.
To be continued...