I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

Bai Xiao nodded stupidly: "No, no problem..."

"Then let's settle it like this first. Next, let's find a way to get rid of the Silver Blood Fruit Tree..."

"Okay, okay...wait! Master, what do you want to get rid of?!"

"Speaking of which...did I forget something?"

Feng Xia waved his hand, frowned and thought carefully. Suddenly, his eyelids twitched, and he fell into silence involuntarily.

Almost at the same time, a startled and angry scream sounded in Feng Xia's mind:

"Feng——Dao——Friend——"

"You must have forgotten about the uncle just now, right?!"

"Oh my god, I really forgot something important!"

Feng Xia slapped his forehead and finally recalled at this moment that the most important thing was obviously completely forgotten by him - bringing back a guy who had repeatedly failed to be born!

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Chapter 0249

At this time, Feng Xia was somewhat embarrassed.

Well, it's really a little embarrassing.

After all, he had promised Longluo a long time ago to bring it back from the Holy Son's Taoist platform - not long ago, Longluo had sent news that he had almost reached the limit of cultivation and could no longer grow in an egg. , this time, we will definitely be able to break out of the shell successfully!

After arriving at the Silver Blood Fruit Tree, she found that the Holy Son was several miles away. At that time, all of Feng Xia's attention was focused on how to surprise the Holy Son.

As for the dragon palace in the Saint Son's Taoist platform...

Anyway, he really didn't think about it.

Just for a moment, Feng Xia even felt a little worried, whether Long Luo and the Holy Son were turned into ashes under his own attack. Fortunately, it seems that this guy's life is still quite strong!

"Fuck you, why!"

In the "spider web", Long Lu's voice sounded extremely sad and angry: "Friend Feng Dao, I obviously have no enmity with you, why do you want to kill me too? Do you believe that I rebelled on the spot and took your Tell this bullshit saint all the secrets?!"

"Ahem...an accident, really just an accident."

Feng Xia coughed sheepishly: "Furthermore, Fellow Daoist Long, aren't you completely fine?"

As he was talking, Feng Xia's expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in hindsight: "Then again, Fellow Daoist Long, where are you now? I'm looking at the spider web of the young lady. Although it can sense your general position, it seems that it is too far away to determine the specific distance."

It stands to reason that the body of the Holy Son turned into ashes, and the Dragon Palace in his Taoist platform can generally only have two endings.

Either turn into ashes with the Holy Son, or just like fighting monsters in the game, Duang's golden flash falls.

But now it's obvious...

The Dragon Collar neither turned into flying ashes nor fell to the ground.

Just like that, he disappeared without a trace. If it weren't for the fact that the spider silk web's induction was still there, Feng Xia would even have doubts. Was it the dead soul of Long Lao who was talking to him?

"I don't know where I am either."

Speaking of this matter, Long Lu's voice seemed quite confused: "After that guy was beaten to death by you, I briefly lost consciousness, so I didn't contact you right away. When I came back to my senses, It’s like… it’s like…”

His voice suddenly paused, and his tone became a little strange, as if he was considering his words.

"Like what?"

Feng Xia couldn't help but become more energetic.

Whether it is Longqi, Qinglin, or Emperor Xuanwu Mo Lianque, they have mentioned more than once that there are various conventional opportunities in the Demon Emperor's Tomb, but in addition, there are also various mysterious dangers.

For example, apart from Long Lu and Feng Xia, probably no one else knows that the tomb of the first demon emperor of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom is actually connected to the tomb of an extraterrestrial powerhouse!

Is it possible to say that... Longlu encountered such a crisis?

However, at this moment, Long Lu sighed and said: "After I regained consciousness... I seemed to have appeared in another person's Taoist platform... I don't know who this guy is..."

Feng Xia was stunned at that time.

At that moment, he had already considered many situations for the dragon, such as space turbulence, another example, hiding a forbidden barrier, and another example...

But what he didn't expect was that after he killed the Holy Son, Longluo actually ran into another person's Taoist platform!

This...this is simply...

This is not scientific at all!

Feng Xia opened her mouth and finally closed it again without spitting out the words.

However, he still frowned deeply. At this time, he could also feel the entanglement in Long Lu's heart: "Can you see the environment outside, and who does this Taoist platform belong to?"

"This seems to be a medicine field, but most of the spiritual plants and elixirs have been mined, and even a layer of the land has been dug up... Damn it, don't these guys know that you have to leave a glimmer of hope in your work? ?"

Long Lu muttered a few words, and then fell into silence again.

Just a few issues later, a piercing scream suddenly sounded, as if it could pierce the eardrum, and suddenly exploded in Feng Xia's ears.

"Damn you!! This guy is also that bullshit saint!!"

At this moment, even though Long Lu always sounded arrogant and arrogant, he could not help but feel boundless horror.

What did he see?

The owner of the Taoist platform where he was at this time suddenly changed his image and turned into a handsome young man with flying black hair, but his face looked particularly gloomy and terrifying.

The young man was sitting cross-legged and meditating beside the medicine field, running his own unique skills. These circulation routes had just been seen by the dragon in the body of the Holy Son!

"This kind of thing... this kind of thing..." For a moment, Long Lu was inevitably a little incoherent, and the words he spoke were particularly creepy, "Feng Daoist friend, do you think the Holy Son has no 'clone' at all? , and what the uncle has been waiting for from beginning to end are the eight Taoist platforms owned by his body?"

Although he had long expected that the Holy Son was definitely not dead, Feng Xia still couldn't help but the corners of his eyes twitching wildly when he heard Long Lu's analysis.

The so-called clone is not actually a clone.

And the Holy Son's seemingly "restoring his cultivation" is actually just using some means to project his body's power across the sky again?

The feeling was like cutting open the chest of a corpse and stuffing your own heart inside.

"What kind of monster is the Holy Son's body?" Feng Xia couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.

Monster?

He is now more and more suspicious that His Royal Highness the Holy Son is not a monster at all, nor is he of the true dragon bloodline claimed to the outside world, but some kind of even more terrifying monster!

He seemed to see a pair of aloof black hands in the dark, transcendent, controlling everything, and superior to all living things.

If everything described by Long Lu is true, then it is conceivable that for His Royal Highness the Holy Son, spatial distance is no obstacle at all, and even the restriction of the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum may not be able to stop him at all!

"The Demon Emperor's Tomb can't even stop the young girl's innate magical power, and it is even less possible to stop this kind of monster. The only possibility is that there is some other force that imprisons him, so that he has to go through all the trouble..."

While talking to himself, Feng Xia's thoughts gradually became clear.

Since the Holy Son is imprisoned by some kind of power and cannot exert his full power, His Highness the Holy Son will definitely find ways to lift the seal given his character.

"In this case, his biggest purpose in entering the Demon Emperor's Tomb is probably..."

Feng Xia and Long Lu exclaimed almost at the same time: "He did not do it for some chance at all. The seal that suppresses the true power of the Holy Son is probably deep in the Demon Emperor's Tomb, in a mysterious place connected to the Demon Emperor's Tomb. !”

"He came here solely to lift the seal and suppress him!"

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Chapter 0250

In an instant, the clouds cleared and the sun appeared.

After coming to this conclusion, Feng Xia and Long Lu fell into silence. If their guess was true, then what they had to deal with next was probably not a mere demon clan saint, but a terrifying monster with unknown origins. !

"Damn it, I knew nothing good would happen in this reincarnation..."

As Long Lao was talking, he suddenly thought of something: "Where is the leader of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters now? This Holy Son has personally established the throne and announced it to the world in the name of the Demon Palace. Does he know how to do this? s consequence?"

"If you say that..."

Feng Xia hesitated for a moment: "These days when we came to the Demon Capital City, it was the Holy Son who was stirring up trouble. From the beginning to the end, only the Lion King, who is known as the great steward, came forward in the Demon Palace. It seems..."

"We have never seen the king appear!"

Feng Xia immediately thought that something might have happened to the king, and the current Demon God Palace had long been reduced to a puppet, completely controlled by the Holy Son!

This is undoubtedly the worst case scenario.

"There's no use thinking about it that much."

Feng Xia took a deep breath, and her eyes gradually calmed down: "No matter what his true form is, since he is still struggling here, it means that he has not broken out yet..."

There was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, and he suddenly turned back and walked towards the silver-blood fruit tree not far away:

"As long as you become stronger than him before that! If he dares to climb out of the seal once, then I will step back on him once!"

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The space of the Demon Emperor's Tomb is extremely vast.

Even if it is only the first level area, its scope is large enough to rival that of the entire Xuanwu Kingdom.

At this moment, in a mountain range far away from the silver-blooded fruit trees, a young figure sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Only the corners of his mouth that sometimes curled up and his breath floating slightly showed that he was not in a calm mood at the moment.

"damn it!"