"Old fortune teller, did you kill it?"

Xiao Chen hugged the spiritual roots of heaven and earth and couldn't wait to come over.

"Yeah, killed."

The old fortune teller nodded and looked at the spiritual roots of heaven and earth.

"How did you know this?"

"It's in my memory, and I don't know the specifics."

The spiritual roots of heaven and earth answered.

Hearing this, the old fortune teller looked at the spiritual roots of heaven and earth deeply, and then looked at the mountain that suppressed the clone.

Because of his large formation, it was not destroyed here.

"Do you know, how to kill this clone?"

The old fortune teller asked again, with some expectations.

"I know."

The spiritual roots of heaven and earth nodded.

"How to kill?"

The old fortune teller was so excited that he really knew it?

"If you destroy its original deity, its clone will naturally die."

The spiritual roots of heaven and earth are a serious way.

“…”

The old fortune teller is speechless. Do you need to say this? Don’t I know?

But where can we destroy its deity now?

"Aren't it suppressed? Need to be killed?"

Xiao Chen also looked over.

"If it can be killed, then you must kill it... Killing is the safest thing, otherwise who knows what will happen."

The old fortune teller said in a deep voice.

"Um."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Gen, think carefully about how to kill it... If you think of it, I will collect the best wine in the world for you?"

"Best wine?"

The eyes of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth lit up, but when I thought of something, I curled my lips again.

"You will draw cakes for me. I have been drawing these cakes several times, but I haven't seen you find them for me..."

"Well, this time it's true."

Xiao Chen was a little embarrassed.

"How about this?"

Suddenly, the old fortune teller took out a jar and opened it, and the wine was filled with fragrance.

"Hmm? Good wine."

The spiritual roots of heaven and earth screamed happily and acted as if they were about to move forward.

"Wait, is there any way?"

The old fortune teller took a step back and asked.

"Well... I think about it, let me think about it."

The spiritual roots of heaven and earth scratched their heads and began to think.

Seeing that it was so serious, the old fortune teller couldn't help but smile. Thinking about putting the hope of destroying Daqian on this little guy, it felt a bit absurd.

After a while, just as he was about to give up, the spiritual roots of heaven and earth clapped: "Okay, what about those debris? Take out some of them and give them to the clone, let them merge. When it is finished, I will take out the blood-colored crystal stone and slap it again..."

“…Are you sure?”

Xiao Chen was speechless, why did he feel like playing house?

"It is certain that it cannot resist temptation and will definitely merge. Once it is integrated, it will form its crystal core and even disconnect from the deity..."

The spiritual roots of heaven and earth nodded.

"The most difficult step is to find the blood-colored crystal and take it out... you can't do it, but I can do it."

Listening to the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, the old fortune teller frowned and thought carefully about whether it was feasible.

After some consideration, he nodded. This method... although it sounds a bit nonsense, it should be feasible.

“How long does it take to merge?”

The old fortune teller asked a key question.

"It won't be long, right? If it's three to five months, we'll have to wait for it here?"

"No, very soon, these fierce things are very powerful and may be completed in a few hours."

The spiritual roots of heaven and earth shook their heads.

"Okay, I can wait for a few hours."

The old fortune teller nodded and looked at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen took out some powder from the bone ring: "How to send it in? Wouldn't it be too deliberate?"

"What's wrong with it intentionally? Even if it knows that you give it intentionally, it will eat it... Just like a beauty who uses beauty tricks on you, even if you know that she has ulterior motives, you kid will definitely take the tricks."

The spiritual roots of heaven and earth.

"It's like a dog wants to eat shit, and the dog cares about where does the shit come from?"

"Hey, just forget it if you say I'm going to say it, there's no need to say the last sentence?"

Xiao Chen was not angry.

"Just to make you understand more."

The spiritual root of heaven and earth said, looking at the old fortune teller.

"Quick, I've already told you how, give me the wine."

"Haha, OK."

The old fortune teller Xiaoxiao threw the wine jar to the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, took the blood-colored debris, and rose up in the air.

Soon, he used special means to put the blood-colored debris in.

At the same time, he observed carefully with his spiritual sense.

In just about ten minutes, a blood-colored phantom appeared.

Obviously it knew that the debris was coming, but it still couldn't resist the temptation and swallowed it.

In addition, it was suppressed and was not clear about the death of the Flesh Mountain.

"Swallowed."

The old fortune teller's joy retracted his spiritual sense. What we have to do now is to wait quietly.

"Old fortune teller, what are these debris used for?"

When Xiao Chen saw that the old fortune teller came back, he asked.

"I don't know, I don't know that Da Yan has this, so how could he know the purpose."

The old fortune teller said, winking at the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, meaning... ask it.

"It doesn't know, or it doesn't mean, its memory is incomplete."

Xiao Chen replied.

"Oh? OK."

The old fortune teller looked at the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, and felt a little unsure. What was going on with this little guy?

Even he couldn't see through it.

"Old fortune teller, what about Pangu's heart?"

Xiao Chen lit a cigarette.

"Let's go and have a look after the matter here?"

"Okay, let's go before returning to Longhai."

The old fortune teller nodded.
To be continued...