The floating face was soon rubbed into a ball in Luo Xiazi's hands.

The human face felt the power of the blind man Luo, and then roared shrillly: "The gods who rebel, the gods who damn gods, have all fallen, why are you still alive?"

The Great Elder also walked to Luo Xiaozi, who shook his hand and threw the face to the Great Elder.

The same movement and different strengths made the elder kneading more fiercely. He was about to rub the face and cry.

While rubbing, the elder said, "What should I call you? No, no, no, you should be a gathering of God-involved obsessions. Then let you make your recitations."

When Luo Xiazi and Lu Fan heard the words of the Great Elder, they almost laughed out loud.

The human face also wailed: "I don't call it anything to make the lyrics sound like shit."

The Great Elder ignored its wail and continued to knead it into various shapes, and then said, "Is that better call it a thought of death? Death, what do you think of death?"

The human face couldn't wail this time, and said dejectedly: "Okay, if you have any questions, just ask. The gods are dead. This is the last relic of the ancient gods. I hope you can not destroy this place."

The Great Elder smiled and said, "It's not bad, of course not. You have another messenger who is not dead. She will come back sooner or later. I will not destroy this place, I will take it away and let the messenger of God come to me. Then completely destroy you."

The human face cried out and said, "You are a demon, you are a Shura from the abyss of hell, a rebel who will be used to sink and suffer for generations after death. You will receive retribution."

The elder laughed and said, "Do you know this? I have heard it ten thousand times. But I still live well. And those who say this to me, or those who are like you, are dead. Do you need me to describe the tragic situation of their death? I promise I will describe it very specifically."

The human face was already trembling, and the elder took advantage of the situation and asked loudly: "Speak of whether the Martial Saint of Shenxiao has been here? Is anyone leaving anything here?"

This loud roar dissipated a little bit of the light that shocked the human face.

Immediately, the human face replied: "There was...a man...a few hundred years ago, and there was also a person who came here, and nothing here could stop him. He left a stone here."

Hearing this, the Great Elder and the Blind Luo were shocked.

"Where"

Blind Luo also came over and asked.

A ray of light was emitted from the human face, pointing directly behind. There was a stone statue with only half left.

Lu Fan also slowly stood up and looked up at the stone statue.

This stone statue is indeed different from other stone statues, and looks even taller. Although it is only half of its body, it is dozens of feet taller than other stone statues.

The other half of the stone statue fell to the ground, and it was broken. It should not have been broken when Lu Fan just fought. It was broken a long time ago.

However, the cut of the stone statue was too flat, and it looked like two different stone statues standing there. When Lu Fan came in, he didn't see anything unusual. If it weren't for the face that specifically pointed it out, I'm afraid the Great Elder and Luo Xiaozi wouldn't have noticed this difference.

Fast forward, the Great Elder and Blind Luo came to the foot of the stone statue.

Looking up, the Great Elder and the Blind Luo saw a large stone under the crotch of the stone statue.

As round as jade and as dark as ink. The Great Elder and the Jade Luo were both excited when they saw the stone.
Chapter completed!