First rituals and then troops?

Listening to the true words of the mysterious words, watching the blue-skinned monster who was talking big in the video, claiming to be a three-hearted blue spirit boy, An Qisheng couldn't help but smile:

"So, Mr. Monster from the sky, where is your gift? Where is the soldier?"

"It is not polite to punish if you don't teach. Since I don't teach, I'm punishing if you don't teach. Naturally, it's because the etiquette has come. As for the soldiers..."

The three-hearted blue spirit boy looked straight at An Qisheng through the screen: "Mr. Monster, you won't want to know."

"No, I'd love to know."

An Qisheng fell and sat down, and his mobile phone seemed to be held in the air by an invisible energy.

The three-hearted blue spirit boy was looking at him, and he was naturally also looking at the little blue-skinned monster.

This little monster is a non-human race, or even a non-spirit, and is more similar to artificial intelligence and information life. It flows in the digital information that Xuanxing is everywhere at this time.

Traveling in the long river of the Internet, because it is invisible, it is no trace. To some extent, it is even more strange than the existence of the Zombie King.

"Mr. Monster, do you know why I call you Mr. Monster?"

The three-hearted blue spirit boy shined his wings.

"I hope to hear it carefully." An Qisheng responded calmly, and ripples appeared in the depths of his eyes, and he had already begun to search for information about this little monster.

Perhaps it is because the understanding of "Da Qian Enters Dream" has become three-star, or perhaps this little blue-skinned monster has also exposed his information while communicating with countless information.

Although this process is slow, it is not hindered.

"Extraordinary Inspiration, I felt the extraordinary inspiration on this star, and the source of this extraordinary inspiration is you."

The three-hearted blue spirit boy's voice was high and he pulled the long sound, like a singing song: "I can roam in all the open text messages. I have seen the evolution of your low-level civilization. You are one of the monsters who have learned about the extraordinary path and entered this field for 4.6 billion years."

Wander in open text information?

An Qisheng's heart moved slightly.

This is the first time he has heard of such a life, and it seems to be interesting.

"It's a pity that this is a land without extraordinary inspiration. Even if you have the possibility of becoming the source, you cannot truly become the source."

The three-hearted blue spirit boy was a little surprised and a little regretful.

It has experienced the baptism of too much textual information. Although it can only be seen but cannot affect, master, and even constantly forget the information it has seen for some reason, it is also very knowledgeable.

But there have never been many such people. Of course, because of this existence, all information, legends, words, and portraits are not included in the "open" information.

Even in the vast realm of the secluded forest, and even in the entire supreme realm of the witch god, such people are rare in countless years.

Unfortunately, you live in such a deserted world and a lower civilization.

“Become the source…”

An Qisheng's smile was calm on his face. This little monster was indeed extraordinary. He could sense the changes in the magnetic field of the Xuanxing and the spread of the Qi seed, and found him.

Of course, this is also because the Qi seed did not cover the entire Xuanxing. The place where it is located is the most intense place of "Qi".

When his Qi seed replaces the magnetic field of the star, everything will be different.

"You have the possibility of becoming the source, but unfortunately you are not a seed of immortality. Even if this star is used by you, you will still die. The shortness of life will kill you the possibility of becoming the source."

The three-hearted blue spirit boy shook his head slightly, with a touch of unconcealed mercy.

The seed of immortality is the foundation of all civilizations.

The starry sky is vast, with hundreds of millions of stars. A low civilization exists in a star with a lifespan of billions of years.

A living body that has only survived in such a low civilization for decades.

Even if it seems to be the source of the legend, it is difficult to have any real respect.

It's nothing, it's too small.

As he spoke, he crossed his arms in front of his chest, singing humbly and devoutly: "And my master is the fool who pursues the truth in the supreme realm of the Witch God, a traveler of endless time and space, the source of destruction, the descendant of the sacred and majestic nightmare Hydra, the natural species of immortality...

You won't be willing to face his anger."

The three-hearted blue spirit Tong said quietly, which showed that he had deep awe and fear for his master, or the legendary nightmare Hydra.

This kind of awe is as if imprinted in the depths of its soul.

"You said..."

An Qisheng's eyes were filled with a light blue mark and slowly turned, and he spoke lightly:

"Is it the descendant of Nightmare Hydra, Russell?"

Branding is no longer necessary to make any more talk.

"Um?!"

In the mobile phone screen, in the ocean of data, the three-hearted blue spirit boy who remained calm from beginning to end suddenly exploded, rolled in the ocean of endless data, and turned into its original appearance:

"How could you know the name of the great master?"

It was shocked.

In a very trivial planet among the stars of the Jingzhao in the desolate Jedi, in a civilization that is barely called a lower civilization in just ten thousand years.

Someone actually knows the name of its owner?

Where did he know?

Click ~

With a clear sound, the phone was crushed by An Qisheng.

With a picture of his body and having a peek at Russell, the title of the Nightmare Hydra is more than what this three-hearted Blue Spirit Tong said.

There is an inconspicuous title in the long suffix of the Nightmare Hydra, that is, "The Destroyer of the Endless Starry Sky, the Terminator of Higher Civilization"!

There is no compromise between a chaotic monster race that feeds on star cores and destructs civilizations, and in childhood, when feeds on soul nightmare?

The evil tiger in sheepskin is also an evil tiger!

Whether in the past or present life, countless people have used their lives to warn the fate of latecomers and tigers to seek skin.

Of course he wouldn't make such a mistake.

Buzz ~

Some kind of fluctuation seemed to be coming from the depths of the void.

An Qisheng was too lazy to say anything more to this little blue-skinned monster. With a thought, the aura that had covered the entire Tianlian Mountain suddenly swelled and spread.

ah!

As the aura spread, there seemed to be some sharp hissings coming from the void.

Huh ~

Hundreds of meters away, Li Qingyuan, who was meditating in the Taoist temple, had a warning sign. When he opened his eyes, the fruit machine sent by the disciples at the bedside after joining the army suddenly shone brightly and for a moment.

"Um?!"

Li Qingyuan was confused, but his movements were not slow, and he had already gotten off the bed with just one step.

Almost at the same time, the fruit machine that was charging exploded and the smoke of fire filled the entire room at once.

"Um?"

Qinglong, Wang Zhixuan and the other four who had just come down the mountain also had a warning in their hearts, and they shook their hands and threw out their cell phone.

Bang bang bang ~

The next moment, four sparks burst out in the sky, and broken parts fell all over the floor.

"What's going on?"

All four of them frowned, and they felt that the Feng Shui aura around them had suddenly changed, as if a pool of stagnant water was suddenly grilled and the airflow was boiling.

Looking up, I saw layers of air flow visible to the naked eye spreading out like shock waves, spreading clouds.

A faint exclaim seemed to be heard.

"what happened?"

The four of them looked at each other in a glance.

In the Taoist temple, An Qisheng slowly raised his eyebrows, and countless lines and particles reflected in his eyes.

In a vague way, he could capture an unusual ray of "wave".

The three-hearted blue spirit child can pass through omnipresent information transmission, but it can eliminate the channels for information transmission, so it can naturally block its perception.

Even, tracking.

“Information can be blocked.”

An Qisheng slowly closed his eyes, and from the perspective, a round of imprints was spinning as the faint blue light burst.

Buzz ~

As An Qisheng thought, a white light from the Taoist map covered the blue light.
To be continued...