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Chapter 2787 He is back!

The Insect King said carefully: "Isn't that person just now wasted?"

He dared not speak loudly.

If you were burned to death by the tomb-controlling beast, it would be that you would not even have the residue left. That would be a supreme. If you could eat it, it would be of great help to yourself.

What a pity!

"Don't worry, I won't forget you."

Su Han smiled, "Just at the last moment, the tomb-controlling beast asked me to use the soul ring to absorb the guy's soul into the soul ring. You can swallow this soul."

"Thank you, brother!"

The insect king was immediately surprised.

He licked his tongue, "When will the meal start?"

"Find a place to rest first."

Su Han looked around and saw that there were huge movements here one after another, which would definitely attract other masters.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. It is better to find a place to rest first. The tomb-controlling beasts need to be restored. They also need to absorb them before consolidating them.

The two of them flew away and left immediately.

Soon, they found a cave.

Su Han felt that there was no one inside, so he took the Insect King in, and then arranged a formation at the entrance of the cave to hide the cave directly.

Staying in the cave, the two of them can relax a little.

I have to say that the Demon-falling Tower is full of crises. So many things happened not long after they came in, and they were getting more and more thrilling, almost losing their lives.

"Guru——"

The Insect King swallowed Qing Yao's soul in one mouthful, looking satisfied.

"call--"

Even his nostrils were filled with white smoke, as if he had eaten ice cream, which was comfortable!

“It’s so comfortable!”

After the insect king finished speaking, his skin began to turn slightly red, and it was obvious that he was beginning to digest and absorb this supreme level energy.

Su Han ignored him and sat cross-legged on the side and took out the tiles just now.

This is just a broken tile, a small piece of brokenness, but the feeling of touch is indeed very unusual, quaint and peaceful...

Just holding it in your hand can calm your mind. This is really not simple.

Especially Su Han can't describe this so-called ancient atmosphere, but it can be clearly different from the current feeling, just like an old-time atmosphere, for example, people from modern society saw sewing machines thirty years ago,

That's the feeling.

"This tiles are tiles from Da Leiyin Temple. Does that mean that something happened to Da Leiyin Temple?"

Su Han thought to himself.

The tomb-controlling beast did not explain in detail, but just told himself that this was not the same thing as the Great Leiyin Temple in his impression.

But why are the names the same?

There is also the golden-winged Roc, the Peacock King whom he met in the spiritual realm, and the people from their world, what is the connection with this ancient time?

It's impossible that there is nothing to do with it, Su Han can't believe it.

If there is no connection, how could many people have the same name? This is a coincidence and cannot be explained completely.

But the tomb-controlling beast did not seem to want to answer this question, and Su Han couldn't ask again.

I can only wait until the chance is there, and the tomb-suppressing beast wants to answer before figuring it out.

He held the tiles in his hand and looked over and over. There was nothing good to look at. It was just a broken tiles. The tomb-controlling beast said so evilly. He listened to scriptures every day, just a tiles, and he couldn't understand them.

Not a living body.

Is the tomb-controlling beast fooling himself?

Su Han thought to himself.

He took a deep breath, closed the tiles in his palms with both hands, and then closed his eyes. When his mood calmed down, he suddenly seemed to have come to a strange place.

The surroundings instantly became quiet!
Chapter completed!
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