Facing Feng Qi's delaying strategy, the Lord of Mist showed no mercy, and hit Feng Qi hard on the face with his fist.

Then he took a step forward and unleashed a combination of punches on Feng Qi who fell to the ground.

But despite the seemingly ferocious attack, the Lord of Mist obviously held back.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for Feng Qi to withstand a punch no matter what.

While being beaten, Feng Qi was surprised that although it hurt when the Lord of Mist's fist hit him, he could clearly feel a warm current pouring into his body along the fist of the Lord of Mist, covering him up with wounds.

The body that was riddled with holes slowly repaired.

After a severe beating, Feng Qi lay on the ground limp.

The Lord of the Mist stood still with his fists closed and an expression of indifference.

Looking at Feng Qi lying on the ground with a painful expression, the Lord of Mist said coldly:

"Stop pretending, get up!"

Feng Qi stood up with a smile, not knowing how to face his good brother for a moment.

Seeing the performance of the old fan just now, he knew that the layout of this sacrifice line was obviously successful.

In the normal timeline, old fans can become the big BOSS in the future, mainly relying on future arrangements such as flesh and blood sacrifices.

But this sacrifice line of the old fan's.asxs. was raised a lot by him.

First of all, there is an additional powerful backstage psychic family, which eliminates the painstaking growth process of screwing in the early stage, and does not require a series of laborious layouts to control the Hupo Research Institute.

With the resources and miracle training space provided by the psionic tribe, the growth efficiency of the Mist Lord is much higher than in the normal timeline.

Secondly, he gave two great gifts to old fans before dying on this sacrifice line.

The incomplete miraculous blood stone and the super life-like arm will be a big help for old fans on their growth path.

The blood stone can help the Lord of the Mist subtly increase the growth potential of his bloodline, and the super-life arm can extract precious high-quality blood for his rapid growth.

With each other complementing each other, he looks forward to the growth of this future line of old fans.

"Old fan, you are so handsome now."

"It's useless. I will continue to be beaten later, but before that I need to understand some things. I advise you to confess truthfully."

"You ask." Feng Qi grinned.

From the Lord of Mist's tone, Feng Qi could tell that he seemed to be letting go.

Perhaps when you first learn the truth, you will feel strong dissatisfaction and various negative emotions emerge.

But after all, 1,500 years have passed.

These 1,500 years were very short in his eyes, just a moment when he opened and closed his eyes.

But for the Lord of the Mist, who has experienced all this personally, it is undoubtedly a life of change, and he has experienced too many kinds of things during this period.

Some things will naturally be let go, and only the initial emotion can remain in my heart.

Smiling away grudges always refers to the feelings baptized by time.

"When you left the broken stone and broken arm to me, did you already guess that I would wait for you for 1,500 years?"

"Of course." Feng Qi nodded without hesitation, and then continued:

"We are good brothers who have shared weal and woe in several timelines. How can I still not believe you?"

After hearing these words, the Lord of Mist's expression remained indifferent:

"Don't get close to me. I don't have a brother like you. You are always taking advantage of my feelings for you."

"Hey, what you said is unreasonable. I finally chose to be honest with you and share all my memories with you. You should understand through the memory pictures that I have already regarded you as my brother."

Looking at the grinning Feng Qi, the Lord of Mist was momentarily confused.

A familiar feeling came over me.

Scenes came to him one after another in his memory, and he saw Feng Qi, who had transformed into a divine body and died fighting for him.

The words he said before his death, "Old fan, was I handsome just now?" still remain fresh in his mind.

He also saw Feng Qi carrying him out of the northern border in the wind and snow, and Feng Qi who had a broken arm on the Black Jue Island and guarded him until he lost consciousness. Finally, he saw Feng Qi sitting in front of the tombstone, lonely.

While eating the tributes, Feng Qi looked at the tombstone from time to time and murmured to himself... The tear shed in front of the tombstone shocked him greatly at that time.

The memory album hidden deep in my heart was opened, and the past flooded in like a tide.

He hated this feeling, but more of it was moved.

"Do you really believe me?" The Lord of Mist looked at Feng Qi and asked.

"We are brothers, and we will be in every timeline from now on." Feng Qi nodded solemnly.

"Aren't you afraid that I will pretend to cooperate with you, but in fact, I will use the memory content you provided to plan and use you in the future timeline layout, which will eventually cause you to lose everything?"

"I have thought about it, but based on what I know about you, although you are a sinister and sinister guy, you have always spared no effort to treat the relatives you recognize. What's more, cooperating with me will only make the Mist tribe develop better. This is called brothers working together, and the future is promising.

.”

Hearing Feng Qi say these words, the Lord of Mist couldn't help but roll his eyes:

"You are so mean."

Seeing that the Lord of Mist finally lost his cold expression, Feng Qi grinned and understood that the Lord of Mist had obviously given up.

His eyes swept across the silent figures around him, and then he looked at the Lord of the Mist again and asked:

"Old fan, how are you doing now?"

"After you died, I began to design a plan against the psionic tribe. You must have guessed the final result."

Hearing these words, Feng Qi was not surprised in his heart.

When he decided to write a last letter to the Lord of Mist, he had two guesses about the future of the Lord of Mist.

Signing a contract with the psionic tribe is undoubtedly seeking the skin of a tiger.

It's like a bet, with Hei Xuan and other members of the psychic clan being the bankers.

If the Lord of the Mist wants to win, he must break away from the control of Hei Xuan and other members of the Psychic Tribe, and he will end up either dead or eating the banker.

When he saw the Dark God standing behind the Lord of Mist, he had already guessed some of the answer.

It seems that Mask obviously chose to cooperate with the Lord of Mist in the end. Even Tornado and Barbarian may cooperate with the Lord of Mist to secretly fight against Heixuan.

"So you have captured the psychic race, right?" Even though he already had an answer in his mind, he still couldn't help but asked out of curiosity.

"Not exactly, I can't eat the psionic clan."

Feng Qi was surprised when he heard these words and couldn't help but said in amazement:

"Is the psionic tribe really that strong?"

"It is far stronger than you imagine. The growth of the psionic tribe that controls the Holy Spirit Consciousness Bank is as fast as a snowball. Today, it has reached a state that you can hardly imagine."

"How does it compare to who you are now?"

"I have never fought against each other, but based on my analysis and judgment, I may not be a match for the Clan Psychic Clan. The current Clan Psychic Clan is the undisputed strongest force in the Holy Spirit District, one of the eight major regions."

[Damn it, old fans are like this, but they are still no match for the psionic clan. Isn’t this clan’s psionic faction giving birth to a new god? 】

Ignoring the narrator's complaints, Feng Qi followed the Lord of Mist's words and asked:

"What do you mean by the eight districts?"

Facing his inquiry, the Lord of Mist immediately explained:

"The world is now divided into multiple regions. In each region, there are many powerful clans competing for resources, but there is also cooperation. Eight of them have given birth to absolute hegemonic forces. They are called royal clans.

, including the psionic tribe.”

"And you?"

"Me? The Star City where you are now is also under my jurisdiction. At this stage, I am competing with external forces for several important resource areas. I am not far away from unifying this area... By the way, Split Sky, which imprisoned you just now,

The Gods were originally one of the targets I was planning to win over."

"Then my appearance didn't ruin your plan?"

"Not counting the damage, if we weren't fighting against several external forces, I would have found a way to destroy the Sky Split God Clan. This force was already on the verge of being eliminated. The reason why I didn't touch it was because I didn't think it was a threat.

Forget it, even if they honestly provide me with resources on a regular basis, I will have to destroy them when I resolve the external crisis."

Feng Qi sighed inwardly when he heard the old fan casually talking about destroying a force that he considered to be extremely powerful.

After growing up for 1500 years, Lao Mi has indeed changed a lot and is far more confident than he once was.

[After all, self-confidence is based on strength. The old fan at the beginning had to go screwing with you to make money. Now he is also the boss of the future world. He can also be called one of the strongest Gu clan before the advent of the big trend.

Maybe there is a chance of becoming the last Gu King and facing the coming trend.】

After a short silence, Feng Qi continued to ask:

"Old fan, have you ever developed a flesh and blood sacrifice technique in this future line?"

Facing the inquiry, the Lord of Mist immediately shook his head:
To be continued...