Son-in-law Dan Zun

Luo Wushu's figure stood in front of the stone tablet for a long time, wishing to slap himself a hundred slaps.

You mean your hypocritical ghost?

Do you still die?

Still panicked inside?

Take a deep breath.

Luo Wushu calmed down his urge to throw himself.

He looked up at the stele, thinking...

How to draw the old man out again, let him humiliate himself again.

This time, let alone humiliation, even if it was ravaged, Luo Wushu would be shamelessly accept it.

To be sure, the old man was kind to himself, as if he had something to do with the stele.

But according to Luo Wushu's cognition, he has nothing to do with the stele.

He grew up in Anchuan City, with an ordinary background and a more innocent and terrifying family background.

The kind that is poor and white.

It's impossible, he is as **** as Jian Blind, isn't he his own?

As for his previous life, he was the number one alchemist in the heavens, almost the group of people who stood at the pinnacle.

If there is a connection with the stone tablet in front of him, he should not be able to recognize it.

"Could it be that old man, his old eyes dimmed?"

Luo Wushu murmured, his gaze shifted from the stele to the Huangquan stele.

Maybe you can study, what does the Huangquan Stone Stele have to do with yourself?

Before, when he conquered the Huangquan Stele, Luo Wushu only felt a little clouded.

Then, Huangquan Stone Stele was inexplicably subdued by himself.

The only feeling is that the Huangquan Stone Stele caused his blood to boil, and aroused a wave of blood.

Although the power of that bloodline hadn't awakened, Luo Wushu was sure that it really existed.

However, after conquering the Huangquan Stele, Luo Wushu couldn't figure out why.

The feeling that made the blood boil was gone.

In addition to looking awesome, if you want to make him bigger, you can overwhelm the world, and it seems to be able to suppress a world.

If you want to make it smaller, it can be as small as an embroidery needle.

However, it doesn't matter, it's a fart.

"Old...senior, senior!"

Luo Wushu thought about it, and wanted to call out the old man through the Huangquan Stone Tablet.

But obviously, he thinks too much.

There was no movement of the stone stele that went straight into the sky.

"Senior Stone Tablet, my name is Luo Wushu!"

Luo Wushu turned to shout, but still did not get a response.

"Luo without a book, Luo without a book, Luo without a book!"

Luo Wushu said again, with a sincere voice and sincere attitude, carefully introducing his name.

When the old man hears his name, he can laugh, read it a few times, and get a little response, right?

"..."

The world was silent and speechless, and there was no sign of life in the wasteland. Only Luo Wushu stood in front of the stone tablet, continuing to talk to himself, trying to be moved by sincerity.

Faith will move mountains to open!

Luo Wushu used his physical strength to practice, verifying the authenticity of this sentence itself.

The remnant sounds around the beam, seemingly still echoing in this piece of heaven and earth.

Luo Wushu worked tirelessly at the stele and said three hours.

Moreover, the meaning is still unfinished.

In the beginning, he was boasting about the stele and the old man.

But after half an hour of boasting, he found that he was already poor in terms of words, and he felt it was too contrary to his intentions.

He is not that kind of person.

So he changed his mind and started to praise himself.

Anyway, it's all communicating, and it's not about boasting.

Sure enough, under his wit, there was no sense of poor words.

Various advantages and strengths are readily available without repetition.

Boasting and boasting, a sense of comfort came up, the thoughts are well understood, and the gorgeous vocabulary is like a surging river, endless.

If it weren't for the environment in this horrible place, it would make him feel dry.

Luo Wushu felt that he would continue to stick to it and let the stele feel his sincerity.

"Go to your sister!"

After all, Luo Wushu chose to give up, and angrily smashed the Huangquan stele.

"You think I boast that I am... tolerant..."

Rumble!

Luo Wushu's voice stopped abruptly, and the Huangquan stele slammed on the stele, which immediately caused a huge shock.

The endless wasteland was plunged into a violent earthquake, and the ground under Luo Wushu's feet had cracks.

Every crack is bottomless, like an endless abyss.

Silence, blood, brutality, destruction... all kinds of terrifying auras came from under the abyss, instinctively creepy.

Under the abyss, there seems to be a great horror...

"What are you doing?" The figure of the old man did not know when he appeared outside the stele.

It's just that at this moment, his brows are frowning and he doesn't smile at all.

"Old...senior!"

Luo Wushu almost called out the old man and asked cautiously, "What's the situation?"

The old man looked worried and said: "It's over, it's a big disaster, it's a big disaster..."

Luo Wushu was confused and his face was at a loss, but he also knew that the scene before him was beyond his cognition.

Not to mention other things, just the various horrible auras from under the abyss made his soul instinctively palpitations.

You know, his soul is essentially a generation of Pill Emperor.

However, under this endless abyss, only the terrifying aura that sent him made his soul tremble.

Could it be that there is an extremely powerful existence below that?

However, Luo Wushu didn't feel that way towards the emperor in the heaven...

"Do you remember, what is this stone monument called?" the old man asked.

"Senior, please solve your doubts." Luo Wushu shook his head, his incomprehensibility grew stronger.

The old man asked if he still remembered.

However, it was the first time he encountered this stone tablet.

The old man looked up at the sky, then looked down at the endless abyss, seeming to be caught in endless memories.

He also didn't remember how long it had passed.

Luo Wushu just looked at the old man like this, and after a long time, he saw him and slowly spoke.

"This stone monument is called Fengshen Town Demon Monument!"

"Fengshenzhen Demon Monument, Fengshenzhen Demon, the monument is invincible."

"So, under the abyss, is there suppressed terror?" Luo Wushu asked.

"Terror exists?"

The old man smiled lightly, glanced at Luo Wushu, and said, "For you today, you can count it like that."

"It's just that there are even more terrifying existences in the monument!"

"..." Luo Wushu touched his nose. Is this despised?

"The seal in the Fengshenzhen Demon Monument has suppressed a lot. Now you are an unimaginable existence."

"Originally, nothing happened, because of this seal, almost no one can break it."

"But who knows, when I met you, you can make the Huangquan Stone Tablet recognize you."

"Furthermore, you are so boring that you smashed the Fengshen Town Demon Monument with the Huangquan Stone Tablet, causing the Fengshen Town Demon Monument to vibrate, and the guys inside have the opportunity to loosen the seal."

Speaking of this, the old man became gritted his teeth.

Afterwards, he raised his head to look at the sky, seeming to sigh in confusion, "Could it be that the reincarnation of fate really cannot be changed?"

"The junior is still puzzled!" Luo Wushu said.

The old man sighed, "It's normal, now you, no matter how you tell you, you won't understand."

"You just need to know that the seal has been loosened, and now this stone tablet, even if you don't want it, you have to ask for it."

"Otherwise, this day will change drastically."