"She just gently tapped a finger at me! Not only broke my tyrant fire, but also directly injured me severely and collapsed to the ground!"
"But I can feel it, she has been merciful! Otherwise, I won't even have the qualifications to be injured and I will just die!"
"At that time I had just ascended to one of the top ten young masters in the Western Regions of Moyun Prefecture! How can I accept it when I am proud? I don't want to bow my head, and even clamoring that I am the original King Spirit!"
"result……"
"She laughed!"
"I can't forget her smile until now! With a touch of mockery and pity, and a sigh, I'm looking at the ants, so I won't forget it for the rest of my life!"
"Later, she told me a... the truth!"
"A cruel truth!"
Mu Daoqi's voice is getting lower and lower, full of bitterness!
"What's the truth?"
The little fat man can't wait!
Ye Wuque also listened quietly.
Mu Daoqi smiled bitterly and said: "She said that throughout the ages, the primitive king spirit has always been doomed! He was born to be a superior king! Every one is born at the right moment! And regardless of race, it can be any race, perhaps the supreme king. Can descendants, maybe just the descendants of ordinary creatures!"
"When every true primitive king's spirit is born, auspiciousness descends from the sky, with frequent visions, a thousand auras, covering ten directions! Only for the primitive king's spirit!"
"And every time this moment comes, Heaven’s compassion, centering on this newly-born'primitive king’s spirit’, the auspiciousness of heaven envelops the ten directions, and some babies born at the same time will be illuminated by auspicious auspiciousness, and will be given a three-point gift from heaven. Baptism itself will even give birth to its own innate supernatural powers!"
"In other words, these babies are just drenched in the light of the real ‘primitive king’s spirit’, sharing a trace of luck, having unique conditions, and becoming...a pseudo-king’s spirit!"
"Compared to the real'primitive king spirits', these pseudo king spirits are just... scum!"
"The innate magical powers that the pseudo-king spirits are born with are just a branch of the real'primitive kings' magical powers. Regardless of their power or potential, they are only one-two-tenths at most. The inherent magical powers have a well-known title in ancient and modern times, that is... the original magical powers!!"
"Original supernatural powers... truly peerless supernatural powers!"
"Each primitive magical power represents the ultimate! It is a gift from heaven! It can be called invincible! It is qualified to start a sect, create a powerful family, and even a great power that is sufficient to multiply a new and powerful bloodline group!"
"It can be said that every ‘primitive king’s spirit’ represents a powerful ultimate! The end of power! The ‘primitive magical powers’ belonging to them can even overwhelm an era!"
Mu Daoqi's expression suddenly became lonely and he resigned.
"And as the saying goes, there is no free lunch in the world!"
"Those false king spirits who have benefited from the birth of the'primitive king spirit' will have guidance in the dark after they grow up, and will eventually encounter the'primitive king spirit' that gives them benefits and become The opponent's warlord! In fact, they are just war slaves! This is a destiny, a cause and effect that cannot be escaped!"
"This is the truth that the person told me about the'primitive king spirit'!"
"And I, Mu Daoqi, is just a... pseudo-king spirit!"
"It's just a good luck guy who had the time of the birth of the true "Prime King Spirit"..."
"The reason why that person didn't kill me and chose to let me live is because that deity divided my luck and indirectly created the face of my original King Spirit!"
"In her words...it depends on the owner to beat the dog!"
Speaking of this, Mu Daoqi laughed bitterly and laughed at himself. There was a kind of sadness, a kind of unwillingness in the laughter, but more despair!
The little fat man was also rare to be silent!
Because no matter how you look at it, I feel that Mu Daoqi's "pseudo king spirit" is really sad!
Moreover, it is the kind that is born with sadness, and there is no way to avoid it. This is a kind of fate!
Ye Wuque's eyes flickered slightly.
"Original King Spirit... interesting..."
However, Mu Daoqi seems to have been used to it a long time ago, he slowly breathed out a stale breath and looked at Ye Wuque again: "You can wipe out my innate supernatural powers with a single thought, and you are so young! This feeling is so powerful. That’s what made me think that you are a true primitive king spirit!"
"Otherwise, I can't explain all this!"
Mu Daoqi told the whole truth.
"You think too much, I am not a primitive king spirit, just an ordinary human race."
Ye Wuque's faint voice sounded and gave his own answer.
"Your Excellency is not the original Wang Ling?"
This time Mu Daoqi was even more shocked, full of confusion and doubts!
If the man in front of him is not the original Wang Ling, how could he be so terrible?
"You said the original Wang Ling is so awesome! Are they really invincible? There are no opponents? I don't believe it very much!"
The little fat man dismissed a little.
Mu Daoqi suddenly smiled bitterly: "The only one who can become the opponent of the Primordial King Spirit is the Primordial King Spirit. This is an unchanging law! You have never been in contact with the real Primordial King Spirit, and you don't even know how terrible they are! "
"If you insist that you are qualified to be the opponents of the original king spirit, besides them, there may be more rare spirit bodies, overlord bodies, and king bodies in the legend! Those innate physiques that are also born extraordinary, but have achieved another vein. King! And the illusory ancient evildoers, peerless monsters!"
"Cut! So what? You are a pseudo-king spirit, you are still just a younger brother in front of my elder brother! No matter how powerful the primitive Wang Ling meets my elder brother, it is estimated that you have to stop cooking."
The little fat man curled his lips.
Mu Daoqi shook his head helplessly, looked at Ye Wuque again, and finally gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Shu Mu talks too much, anyway, I will be killed by your hand today! People will die, and the words are good, if one day the two really meet It’s best not to conflict with a primitive king spirit. If there is really no way to conflict, then... how far you go!"
"What are you talking about? Let's run away? I..."
The little fat man's big eyes suddenly became round, and he rolled up his sleeves and was ready to curse!
Click!
Then a brain jump fell on the little fat man's head.
Ye Wuque looked at Mu Daoqi, his eyes were bright and deep, but Mu Daoqi's heart trembled a little!
"You are considered a talent, it is indeed a pity to kill you."
"Answer me one more question, you don't have to die today."
As soon as he said this, Mu Daoqi was taken aback, and suddenly revealed a touch of surprise!
Originally, in Mu Daoqi's opinion, he took the initiative to find Ye Wuque trouble and wanted to grab the spot in the opponent's hands. When he kicked the iron plate, then the opponent killed himself and there was nothing to say.
But now there seems to be a silver lining!
"Excuse me, as long as Mu knows, he must speak forever!"
Mu Daoqi suddenly spoke cautiously!
Ye Wuque slowly raised his right arm, his wrist turned outward and rushed towards Mu Daoqi, exposing the golden stars on it, and then slowly said: "I want to know the so-called'place' that you persevere in wanting to snatch. What is it?"
