"You moved this ancient corpse?"

Ye Wuque spoke indifferently.

Hearing this, "Xun Chong" smiled lightly, his expression seemed to tremble unnaturally, which made his smile quite weird.

"It's just a test."

"Although those lower servants died at your hands, it is more convincing to witness it with your own eyes."

Yong Ye's will now occupies the body of Chong Chong, and it seems that the soldiers are not used to it, which makes its way of speaking seem like a superficial smile.

Ye Wuque's deep and indifferent eyes fell on "Xun Chong", his face expressionless.

Rumble!

Underfoot, the ancient **** corpse began to struggle again, and the ruined ground beneath him collapsed crazily, cracks filled the air, and dust and smoke stirred up.

Close at hand, the eyes of the ancient god's corpse were like a blood moon, shining cold and crimson eyes again!

pity.

Ye Wuque stepped on it now, as if Mount Tai was on top, the struggle of the ancient **** corpse was futile, but extremely funny.

Fortunately, the body of the ancient god's corpse is as strong as a diamond, and it seems that it cannot be broken or smashed, which is very miraculous.

Ye Wuque's power of the virtual **** had already illuminated the ancient god's corpse, and he continued to speak indifferently at this time.

"To be able to manipulate this ancient **** corpse, make it move freely, and even fight in battle, only the power of the 'Shen Nanzhi' bloodline that is strong enough can do it in front of you."

"where is she?"

As soon as these words came out, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of "鍕冲", and his expression suddenly became secluded and pervasive. He smiled lightly and answered the question: "Not only is the strength strong enough, but also smart and delicate. There are more things than imagined, and I noticed such details all at once.”

"I... admire you more and more."

"Xun Chong" stared at Ye Wuque, as if looking at a piece of uncut jade, with straight eyes.

But immediately, "鍕冲" changed the subject: "However, according to the concept of 'transaction' in all intelligent races, especially your human race, your question involves rewards and cooperation, so you can't do it right now. Tell you."

"cooperate?"

Ye Wuque frowned slightly, and spit out these two words, but his tone was still indifferent.

"That's right, it's...cooperation!" "Xun Chong" smiled strangely and repeated the same sentence.

Before Ye Wuque could say anything else, the voice of "鍕冲" continued to sound.

"Ye Wuque, you and the few creatures around you are completely different from the others who entered the Yongyetian Tomb!"

"You come from... the wilderness."

"And 'he' is also in the sky."

During the speech, I saw "鍕 Chong" stretching out his hand here, and the light surged in the void, and the image of the old nerve emerged again.

Stand tall and stand with hands behind your back.

His face was cold and his eyes were inexplicable.

This operation seems to be no different from before.

At this time, "Xun Chong" looked at the image of "Old Nerve" in the void, and his expression became inexplicable, and he couldn't see sadness or joy, perhaps, it was also because of the extremely unnatural expression.

"I'm curious, what do you, or you guys, call him?" "Xi Chong" asked again.

Ye Wuque, who was watching coldly, felt a slight movement in his heart when he heard the words.

Yong Ye's will asked such a question, but it had already occupied the physical body of "Yong Chong".

This shows what?

It shows that it only occupies the body of Xi Chong, but it doesn't get any memory of Xi Chong.

It's no wonder that the real Xiong Chong seized the opportunity to counterattack and give him a helping hand.

That is to say, the occupation of Yong Ye's will is full of instability, and it doesn't completely suppress the self-consciousness of Yan Chong, but forcibly suppresses it with strength.

Both sides can overwhelm the west wind at any time!

Ye Wuque, who had realized this point again, slowly flashed a hint of sharpness in his deep eyes.

"Old nerves."

"This is also the name of the body you occupy. He and the old man have the same affection as grandparents."

But here Ye Wuque gave the answer indifferently, as if cooperating with Yongye's will.

"hehe."

"Old nerves... that's a more appropriate description." "Xun Chong" smiled strangely.

"Then, in your eyes, what kind of existence is the 'old nerve'?" "Xing Chong" sighed.

Immediately, it replied by itself: "Let me guess, crazy, sometimes sober, sometimes out of control, like a tall man with a sad past?"

"Hey!"

"Even, if I'm not wrong, the reason why you are so firmly on his side..."

"One of the reasons must be that in his waking state, he revealed many secrets to you, such as some secrets about the 'Eternal Night Heavenly Tomb'. In addition, there are some pasts of the gods of the Three Barrens."

"Presumably, you should already know that the gods of the Three Desolations have an endless hatred with him."

"The desolate gods have already been killed by him."

"Xuanhuang and Bahuang, if he hadn't suddenly lost control and went mad and retreated on his own initiative, I'm afraid there would be none of them left behind."

"So, the gods of the two wastelands became the thugs you recruited? No, it should be described as cannon fodder." At this moment, Ye Wuque spoke again, with a hint of undisguised mockery in his tone.

"鍕冲" who was interrupted by Ye Wuque didn't seem to be surprised, nor did he have any intention of denying it. Instead, he smiled strangely: "No, in fact, at the beginning, I and the gods were also in a cooperative relationship."

"After all, we have a common enemy."

"However, later, when I learned some real secrets and truths, I finally understood and fully awakened."

"As for the gods, they are still indulged in endless hatred and greed, and they don't know anything about the real truth. Alas, from this point of view, their fate can be regarded as their own fault. After all, I've done everything I promised."

"Hehe, but I haven't finished what I just said, you trust him so much, if I'm not wrong, there is another crucial reason..."

There was an inexplicable mockery on the expression of "鍕冲".

"You saw him open the Yongyetian Tomb with your own eyes."

"In your eyes, you must have subconsciously believed that he is the owner of the Yongyetian Tomb? Control everything?"

"If he wants to do something unfavorable to you, it doesn't need to be so troublesome, right?"

"But there must always be a question in your heart, that is his purpose... What is it?"

"What's the secret about him?"

"Don't tell me you, you don't have such an idea?" At this time, "Xun Chong" stared at Ye Wuque, and the glint in his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts.

Ye Wuque didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"Xi Chong" smiled strangely and said coldly, "First of all, I can tell you."

"You were tricked by him!"

"He has never, always been, not the real controller of the Yongyetian Tomb at all!"

"He is just an out-and-out liar, a despicable villain who stole the tomb of Yongyetian!"

"And the real owner of the Eternal Night Tomb... is someone else!"