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Chapter two hundred and sixty-eight tilted scales

De Allen appears again?

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but frowned. What operations had he done before that actually caused the sculpture to reappear?

You must know that the divine water drop is just a trace of your own mental power, or it is just a way of projecting your mental power. In theory, the sculptures that appear in the deepest part of the spiritual sea will not be projected into the water drop...

He thought carefully about all the commands in the God War and the way in which mental power was used, but he didn't find anything strange. Feng Qinglang judged that the problem was definitely not here.

Could it be that something happened outside?

Today, Feng Qinglang has basically determined that the meaning of the sculpture is more benign to him. It will only protect itself in some way when danger comes.

At this time, the sculpture in the water drop slowly disappeared, and the magical water drop returned to its original crystal clear appearance...

If there was a fatal crisis in the outside world, does that mean that the crisis should have been resolved now?

However, the flow rate of time here is much lower than that in the outside world, so it may only be an instant outside, but here, it is a short period of time.

Thinking of the speed of time, Feng Qinglang couldn't help but look down at the respectable Mr. Zong Mo. If this gentleman looked at the world in terms of abyss time, wouldn't he have been facing the sculpture in the water droplet for countless years?

By chance, Zong Mo also looked up at him, his eyes no longer filled with deep hatred, but with a hint of helpless shame. Feng Qinglang immediately understood that the other party had woken up.

He released the other party's prison, and Lord Zongmo immediately changed from the form of the abyssal fire demon to the appearance of human Zongmo. He smiled bitterly and bowed to apologize: "Your Excellency Wen Ruyu, I have caused you trouble. I apologize for my arrogance last night.

As for my apology, if you hadn’t acted righteously in today’s competition, I might have suffered a heavy blow to my spirit and been eliminated.”

Feng Qinglang smiled and shook his head, saying it didn't matter. In fact, he said he didn't care about it now. He asked: "Your Excellency Zongmo, how did you wake up?"

Zong Mo said: "I have to thank Your Excellency Wen Ruyu for performing this little illusion on me..."

He pointed to the water drop and continued: "I finally woke up."

Feng Qinglang was shocked and said calmly: "Actually, it is equivalent to a kind of spiritual illumination. I just give you a navigation light on the road ahead. As for what you see on the road, I don't know. But.

Suddenly I am very curious, Mr. Zongmo, what exactly did you see?"

At this time, Ximu had already used his mental power to constantly urge Feng Qinglang to rush to the battlefield. The battle situation had become very serious. They all underestimated the courage of the tree-dwelling owl to fight to the death, and the special magic turned into a large amount of faith.

One after another, they hit Feng Qinglang’s core kingdom...

But Feng Qinglang's focus is no longer there at all. Even if his core divine kingdom is destroyed, or even the entire small forest plane is destroyed, losing this illusion competition is far less important than the questions that Zong Mo wants to answer next.

important.

Chanmo, who had just regained consciousness and was still in a slightly confused state, was not as smart as outside. He did not notice Feng Qinglang's nervousness, but still recalled with gratitude: "If I had done that before,

Calculating the time of the lost period, which is the damn abyss time, Your Excellency Wen Ruyu, your mind illumination technique has lasted for a full thousand years..."

"Well, at first it was just an ordinary giant sculpture and that young man. It was nothing. At that time, I was still thinking from the perspective of the damn Abyss Balrog. I thought you were playing some new tricks on me."

"But... after a few decades, I mean the abyss of time. Well, the scale began to move."

Feng Qinglang felt that her breathing was a little uncomfortable, so she had to pretend to be calm and said: "Is it the scale in the young man's hand? How does it move?"

He said: "Yes, it's that silver-gray scale that's tilted to one side..."

Once the sacred object of the undead is tilted, time can be reversed and the dead can be resurrected.

Feng Qinglang immediately intervened and asked: "Is it leaning to the left or to the right?"

There is an essential difference between the two. The left side of the scale represents respect for the rules of life and contains the ashes of the greatest king in the history of the undead. The right side represents rebellion against the laws of life and is empty.

Facing Feng Qinglang's slightly oppressive gaze, Zong Mo couldn't help but become a little nervous. Fortunately, he remembered this question very clearly. He said: "It should be the right side of the scale, which is the side with nothing on it."

Feng Qinglang tried hard to make her voice calmer: "Then what happens next? There is nothing over there. Did something appear?"

Zong Mo glanced at Feng Qinglang in surprise. In Zong Mo's opinion, shouldn't the sculpture be something in his subconscious? It is equivalent to awakening his own bright light. Why does Wen Ruyu seem to have witnessed the scale with his own eyes? Could it be

He once secretly analyzed his spiritual world...

But he said honestly: "Next, the balance returned to balance."

"Then what?"

"It's unbalanced again, leaning towards the empty side..."

"Your Excellency Zongmo, can you finish what you said in one go?"

Zong Mo smiled bitterly and said: "It is maintained between balance and imbalance, and there is no rule. The shortest time is a few years, the long time is even hundreds of years..."

Feng Qinglang tried to convert the time in the abyss to the time in the outside world, but found that this was a meaningless thing, because no matter how she converted, to the outside world, it was only a short moment.

Zong Mo continued: "Of course, it changed a little in the end. The balance was once again unbalanced, and there was something more on the usually empty side."

Feng Qinglang felt that her heart was almost beating wildly. Could it be that the secret of the undead relic and the truth about the existence of Di Allen were just discovered by Zongmo? At this time, the spiritual power from Ximu was transmitted again

When he came in, his mood was obviously much more excited than before, and his urging was vaguely impatient and desperate... But Feng Qinglang immediately closed the spiritual channel between the two parties, and just looked at Chan Mo calmly, and asked in a deep voice: "

Oh, what’s so much more?”

He smiled naively and said: "Hey, I didn't see it clearly. I just felt a soft light emanating from the scale. This should be the end of the spiritual illumination technique. Anyway, it finally woke me up. Well, Wen Ruyu

Your Excellency, I would like to thank you again, this is a great spiritual illumination... Uh, Your Excellency Wen Ruyu, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Qinglang's expression looked like he had swallowed a fly. He responded expressionlessly: "Your Excellency Zongmo, if I don't beat you up, it won't help. Now I will definitely choose to beat you up hard."

"this……"

The temple suddenly collapsed at this moment. Among the rubble falling from the sky, Feng Qinglang surrounded him and Xun Mo with his divine power. The scene that greeted his eyes was quite shocking. Outside the temple, not only his entire core kingdom was in pieces.

, even the entire battlefield of the plane became in disarray.

The entire Great Forest Plane is slowly falling into the darkness of chaos, like a dilapidated city, slowly extinguishing the remaining lights in the city, ushering in the moment of complete destruction.

The arboreal owl in the void in the distance was dancing like a crazy chain of divine power. Feng Qinglang guessed that this was a forbidden divine technique developed by the other party, with the purpose of completely destroying the world and allowing him to ignite the second divine fire.

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