Digitalization of the World

"Open the age of mythology?"

After hearing these words in Wang Xian's mouth, several people in the conference room looked at each other, and they all showed a clear expression.

Wang Xian:...

He couldn't wait to slap himself, he was already careful and cautious, and finally, excited, he missed his mouth again.

"This is not important, the important thing is that that person must die!"

Wang Xian's expression was extremely firm.

The lower the level, the better you can kill. In case that person later develops a life-saving skill similar to [Broken Air], it will be too troublesome to kill again.

"Wang Xian, this matter is really misunderstood." The person before said again.

"Misunderstanding? What the **** is the misunderstanding? I don't understand, is it really worth it just by myself?"

Wang Xian's tone gradually became a little impatient.

The few people looked at each other again, and understood that if they didn't tell Wang Xian the truth of the matter, Wang Xian would not stop at all today.

"Little friend, come with us. When you see him, you will understand." The old man sitting on the main seat stood up and said to Wang Xian.

What the **** is going on?

With all kinds of doubts, Wang Xian followed the old man and left the meeting room.

Sitting in the old man's exclusive vehicle, Wang Xian came to a separate building.

This building is not high, only about five meters in height, and the whole seems to be made of metal.

Around the building, there are hundreds of magicians.

These magicians are all ice magicians, and each magician is constantly releasing ice magic toward the building.

Obviously, they are cooling down the metal building.

This immediately made Wang Xian more puzzled.

"Little friend, let's go in."

The old man continued to walk in front, and Wang Xian immediately followed.

After stepping into the door of the metal building, Wang Xian was dumbfounded.

high temperature!

Extremely hot high temperature.

Even this high temperature is causing his health to drop.

However, this drop in health is not too fast, it's just a dozen points and a dozen points away.

Wang Xian's doubts deepened.

What is this place?

Does it mean to kill people?

Of course, Wang Xian was only short-circuited in his brain, and this idea emerged.

Afterwards, Wang Xian and the old man stepped onto the elevator. There were several priests in the elevator.

After the old man and I entered the elevator, they began to recover blood for Wang Xian and the old man.

As the elevator descended, the speed of the reduction of the health value became faster and faster, and finally reached one hundred points per second.

However, this seems to have been capped.

The elevator dropped hundreds of meters before stopping.

When the elevator door opened, Wang Xian heard an angry cry.

"Qua—quack—"

"The crow cries?"

Since leaving the meeting room, Wang Xian said for the first time.

"Not a crow!"

The old man smiled and walked out of the elevator.

Wang Xian immediately followed.

After exiting the elevator, Wang Xian was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Two crows!

Two golden crows!

Two golden crows tied in the air by dozens of chains!

But what stunned Wang Xian even more was that the two golden crows bound by chains each had three claws!

Three-legged Golden Crow!

A mythical creature that only exists and legend suddenly appeared in Wang Xian's mind.

"This... this... Exactly... is... how... what's going on?"

At this time, Wang Xian's words became stumbling, and one can imagine how shocked he was.

"Little friend, take a closer look."

The old man reminded.

Hearing what the old man said, Wang Xian once again looked at the three-legged golden crow that was tied in the void.

At this look, Wang Xian found an abnormality.

These two three-legged golden crows are not real, or to be more precise, they are real, but they are illusory.

At the same time, the chains that bind the three-legged golden crows are also not physical.

"This is the soul of the three-legged Golden Crow. Those chains are called Soul Chains. Little friend, look at the bottom of the Golden Crow." The old man said again.

Wang Xian's gaze slipped, and then he saw that under the three-legged golden crow, there were two people sitting cross-legged with flames burning all over.

Around the two of them, there are also hundreds of magicians and priests, who are constantly helping them to cool down and nourish their blood.

Even Wang Xian was among the pastors and saw Ling Fei and Uncle Sun.

In addition, there are three sturdy pipes beside the two of them, and the mouth of each pipe continuously releases extreme air-conditioning to the two of them.

As if he understood something, Wang Xian immediately threw a [Sky Eye] skill at the two of them.

Toho Taiichi

Occupation: Soul Refiner

Emperor Jun

Occupation: Mastermind

After reading the basic attributes of the two, Wang Xian only had two big characters in his heart.

"Chen Bu Mu Cao!"

Not one person, but two people!

The two emperors of the Yaozu are all here!

Do something!

This TM is definitely doing things!

Even if he didn't know what this was doing, Wang Xian knew that these people were doing things.

You can guess from the names and occupations of these two people alone.

Premeditated!

Definitely premeditated!

Moreover, it is a carefully planned premeditated!

Wang Xian's eyes couldn't help but fall on the two three-legged golden crows who were tied up. If there is no accident, these two and three golden crows are the souls of the two emperors of the monster race!

But the question is, how did these people do it?

In the last life, the levels of the two Demon Kings were at the level of 900 or higher mythical-level BOSS.

But it was such a mythical BOSS, their souls were actually trapped by two guys who were only level 35.

Soul refiner!

Mastermind!

If Wang Xian couldn't guess what these people were going to do, he could really get a piece of tofu and hit him to death.

"Little friend, now you understand why we made such a decision?" The old man looked at Wang Xian with a smile.

Wang Xian opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything!

"Little friend, look carefully at the eyes of the two golden crows."

The old man reminded.

Wang Xian's gaze fell subconsciously on a golden crow's eye.

moment!

Wang Xian's pupils shrank to the size of a needle eye.

In the eyes of the Golden Crow, a phantom figure was sitting there.

And this illusory figure is exactly the same as the guy nicknamed ‘East Emperor Taiyi’ sitting under the Golden Crow.

madman!

A complete lunatic!

Wang Xian thought that their plan would only allow these two people to obtain the inheritance of the Demon Emperor, but they obviously replaced them!

What kind of madman can come up with this plan?

"Little friend~www.ltnovel.com~ Anything else you want to say?" The old man asked with a smile.

After Wang Xian was silent for a moment, he shook his head.

This plan is crazy, but it seems to have succeeded.

More importantly, this plan can no longer be stopped.

This can be heard from the occasional cry of the two golden crows, full of anger and killing intent.

Wang Xian didn't know how he left the building, and when he came back to his senses, he had already returned to the meeting room from the beginning.

The people in the meeting room were still those few people, and the mythical item [Shanyin Ancient Pagoda Flower] placed on the table by Wang Xian had not been moved.

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