Watching the sun set again, the little devil finally had a complicated thought in his heart.
There is still the last day, and everything will be settled. Either the seal will be released smoothly, or the entire northern land will collapse into a vast ocean.
If Fangcun succeeds, he will soon be able to unlock the first seal, but that also means that he will really have a second master soon!
If he fails, he will also fall into the vast ocean, or even sink to the bottom of the sea forever. God knows how many years it will take to be brought out again. What awaits him will be terrible loneliness!
Qi Ling itself should not be afraid of loneliness and loneliness, but he has already developed self-awareness. In a sense, he is not much different from human beings.
This made him unconsciously ring out the spirit, the spirit named Samsara by Fang Cun!
It's hard to understand Fangcun's mind, even for him now it's hard to tell whether the relationship between Fangcun and Zhenling is for use or if he really has feelings.
If Fangcun's feelings are true, then it may be a good thing to completely admit the Lord.
"Cough, cough!"
While thinking wildly, the coughing sound of the old man not far away immediately pulled back the little devil's thoughts, frowned slightly, and the little devil's sight fell on the old man again, only then did he realize that the old man had reached the point where he was exhausted. It seems that he may die at any time.
Originally, with the strength of the peak of the old man's heavenly rank, it was impossible for such a situation to occur, but now, it is only these six days that have made him so old.
Terrifying pressure is undoubtedly an indescribable force that can completely lose one's life in a very short period of time.
Sighing, the little devil unconsciously thought of Fang Cun again.
The old man can't bear such pressure outside, but in it, as an existence that bears all this, how terrible the pressure Fang Cun must bear?
If the will is like this old man, I am afraid that there is no need to do anything, and it will collapse immediately, right?
This reminded the little devil of a sentence the original master had said.
"There are two kinds of people in this world. One kind of people will burst out with amazing will and strength every time they are in a desperate situation, constantly breaking the limit and making miracles! The other kind of people, whenever they encounter difficulties, will be as desperate as they are in a desperate situation. In the end, I can only die in humiliation."
There is no doubt that Fangcun belongs to the former!
Gently waving its bloody wings, the little devil suddenly laughed, and his heart suddenly brightened.
The 30% chance, this is not a number he reported randomly, but the result of derivation after he really understands Fangcun's strength and will.
Exactly, this kind of derivation is only the most objective calculation, and it is impossible to predict the occurrence of miracles.
Now, before all this is about to end, shouldn't he believe that he, the future master, can perform miracles?
Looking at the old man who had already coughed up blood with some pity, the little devil didn't say anything to comfort him, but just watched him approaching death step by step with cold eyes
The ice layer covering the square inch body is nearly ten meters thick, and the height of the ice sculpture has reached more than thirty meters! The real dragon's blood essence in Fangcun's body has also become weaker and weaker. If someone looks carefully, they will find that Fangcun's forehead has faintly tinged with a trace of dead gray.
That is the harbinger of real death!
"Isn't it still not working This kind of original power is too complicated, it is impossible to understand at all, and this original source is not complete If it goes on like this, it is impossible to persevere."
Although trapped in the ice layer, the body has lost consciousness, but Fang Cun's consciousness is still extremely clear.
Until now, even if Fangcun wants to break the ice sculpture, it is impossible to do so. The only chance to survive is to trigger the original power of the real dragon!
But all of this seems so difficult, difficult enough to make anyone despair!
"Since this is the case then, let's just give up the perception of the origin!" Silently counting the time in his heart, Fang Cun suddenly made a decision in his heart, and stopped the perception of the origin of the real dragon in an instant.
A master who is good at using guns may not necessarily know how to make guns, let alone fully understand the principles of them. In many cases, it is not necessary to fully understand them before they can be applied!
It's like, we know a lot of formulas in physics, butbsp; If not, Emperor Jian and Fangcun would have to be frozen into ice sculptures before they got close to the single horn, let alone attack the single horn.
In other words, can this tiny human being in front of him really be able to use the original power of a real dragon? How can this be? ! ! !
If a kid at the ground level can comprehend the power of the source, wouldn't the world be in chaos?
Or This damned human being is just pretending? Or he himself is a strong man who has comprehended the power of the source, but he was seriously injured for all reasons, which makes him appear to have only the strength of the earth level?
If this is really the case, then, does the human being in front of him have some relationship with the real dragon?
At this moment, as the ice and snow holy beast, Qilin really felt the pressure, and really began to face up to this seemingly harmless human being in front of him. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com