The Heaven’s Jailer

"It's Ai Chen, he succeeded!"

Liu Lang was taken aback, and quickly understood. The self-detonation array can seal the soul of the person who robbed the house, but Ai Chen finally passed the test of the gold origin and became the spirit of the sacred monument of the sky. The **** of the self-detonation array was instantly lifted.

In addition to surprise, Liu Lang stared at it.

Only then discovered that Ai Chen had changed appearance.

To be more precise, it was to restore his original face. Before, in order to deceive this body, Ai Chen turned into Ao Wanli's appearance. Now that his identity has been exposed, there is no need to cover up like before.

What's more, the real Ao Wanli is opposite Ai Chen.

Although, it was just a body of divine consciousness.

"This guy is handsome!"

Looking up and down at Ai Chen, who was already incarnate, Liu Lang secretly admired him. He finally understood why Ai Chen described himself as a young man.

According to ordinary human standards, this face is definitely not more than twenty years old.

And a cultivator who can still maintain a young face after cultivating to an extremely high level can only show that he has walked in the forefront of his peers at every step.

For example, the Shouyuan of the Profound Pill Realm is two thousand years old. You are one thousand and eight hundred years old and you have ascended to the fairyland. Then your true appearance must be an old man, and if you ascend to the fairyland at the age of 400, it must look like a young people.

Of course, the premise is that every previous realm has not been delayed.

Not surprisingly, Ai Chen must have been an incredible cultivation genius back then, but compared to his cultivation talent, his skill training talent was even more amazing.

When Naihe was about to start a career, he was poisoned by Ao Wanli.

"Ao Wanli, the grievances between us should also be broken." Ai Chen looked at Ao Wanli coldly and said bitterly.

The master-servant contract does not limit his emotions, and Liu Lang, as the master, did not deliberately erase Ai Chen's memory, so Ai Chen still hates Ao Wanli.

Ao Wan was like dead ashes, he had never thought that the only touch of spiritual knowledge he left would eventually disappear in Ai Chen's hands.

"Ai Chen, don't think you have the last laugh, don't forget your current identity, after so many years, you are still a tool spirit." Ai Chen knew that it was impossible to be Ai Chen's opponent who had become the spirit of the holy stele. It was also clear that Ai Chen, who recognized Liu Lang as the master, could not listen to his instigation. After he finished speaking, the body of divine consciousness exploded in an instant.

In this way, Ao Wanli retained his final dignity as a generation of heroes.

Failing to solve Ao Wanli personally, Ai Chen was obviously a little depressed.

However, he knew very well what his purpose was to become a tool spirit. Although Ao Wanli died, the risk of his body exploding himself was not resolved. Ai Chen immediately looked at Liu Lang and waited for Liu Lang's order.

But at this moment, Liu Lang was caught in entanglement.

Because, as Ai Chen succeeded in becoming the spirit of the Wutian Sacred Stele, the original single-plank bridge became a forked road. In addition to relying on Zhao Wude, he had another choice.

The reason for the entanglement is that these two choices have different risks and different possible outcomes.

The first is Zhao Wude. Judging from the current performance of Zhao Wude, Zhao Wude knows the Dragon's self-destruction array very well, and it should not be a problem to achieve the aforementioned anti-control array.

However, because of the various occurrences in Shanglan Mountain and the identity of Zhao Wude’s Heavenly Secret Clan, Liu Lang had to be careful with Zhao Wude. He was very afraid of the so-called transforming Ao Wanli’s physical power to repair the Wutian Sacred Stele. Lies, Zhao Wude will take the opportunity to make trouble.

Once Zhao Wude was given a chance, the consequences would be devastating.

Next is Ai Chen.

Subject to the master-servant contract, Ai Chen is definitely not disagreeable. This is beyond doubt. Moreover, Ai Chen will definitely crack the battering array with all his strength. However, even if Ai Chen succeeds, it will only eliminate the crisis and cannot take the opportunity to repair the explosion. The Heavenly Sacred Monument, you know, before that, the Heavenless Sacred Monument that had been smashed by Jie Li Tianlei was severely damaged.

If you want to repair it, you have to find another source as before, but Liu Lang has no clues about the remaining water source and wood source. He wants to find the two sources, but he can't find it.

In this way, the restoration of the Wutian Sacred Stele is nowhere in sight. Sora is holding a sacred artifact that has a spirit but can’t be used, and facing a woman who is unconscious, but can’t get up. It feels the same.

It's hard to think about it.

More importantly, Ai Chen is not 100% sure to eliminate the harm caused by Ao Wanli's physical explosion.

Liu Lang finally decided to choose the former.

Success, once and for all, failure, love what you love.

Thinking of this, Liu Lang motioned Ai Chen to step aside, and then smiled and asked Zhao Wude, "Old Zhao, what is the next process?"

"It's a pity, there are no audiences." Zhao Wude was a little disappointed by the ashes of Ao Wanli. Although he was dismissive of the dragon clan in his words, he was quite surprised to be able to meet the authentic dragon clan in this small three realms. With emotion.

After all, he hasn't seen the fellow for a long time.

"Can such a big blood world lack the audience?" With a move of Liu Lang's mind, he brought over the ancient race leaders who had been with Zhao Wude for many days.

"Can they understand?"

The black line of Zhao Wude's forehead, even though these leaders belong to the most intelligent group among the many creatures in the bloodline world, their intelligence level is far worse than ordinary humans.

Zhao Wude doesn't need such an audience.

"If you don't understand, it's enough to applaud you in time." Liu Lang said perfunctorily.

In fact, there are people who really meet Zhao Wude's requirements, such as Bu Zhenhuan and Odin, but Liu Lang dare not get those people. After all, they are all caught in the Wutian Sacred Monument, and they are unwilling, just in case. At a critical moment, if you make trouble, you will lose more than you gain.

"Never mind."

In fact, Zhao Wude also understood that he could never be the protagonist in this sacred stele of the sky, and it does not matter whether there is an audience or not.

After giving a sigh of relief, after turning to Liu Lang, Zhao Wude said with a serious face: "You are very confident just now, so I will only demonstrate the next method of controlling the array. You have learned it. Everyone is happy and can't learn. Yes, it will be wiped out with Ao Wanli's body, how?"

"There is no need to play so big, right?"

Liu Lang's face suddenly darkened, "Lao Zhao, it's not that I said you, you are such a big person, you really can't be so careful. Didn't I just make a joke with you, why are you still anxious?"

"I'm careful, you're trapping me here, don't you allow me to vent?"

Zhao Wude said in a deep voice, "I'm optimistic, just once, I'm about to start."