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Chapter 625: Fist of Hongmeng Saint!(1/2)

 A house.

Qigui Life and Wu Dade have long since left.

suddenly,

A figure walked from the boundless quicksand and landed gently on the house.

The quicksand disappears.

The figure raised his hand, pulled out from the void, and immediately pulled out a card.

The card emits a shimmer.

The card shows a girl kneeling in prayer.

Countless souls surrounded her and made devout prayers with her.

On the page next to the card, lines of small words in ice crystals appeared:

"With the 'Undercurrent Withering Heart' of 'Flag of Quicksand', this card escapes the era it originally belonged to and follows you to the moment when 'Pangu' awakens."

"Card name:"

"Eternal souls."

"Shadow minion card, critical card, unique in the era."

"describe:???"

"Explanation: Even if all the souls on the card are reincarnated, it will not affect the power of this card because its rules have already been formed."

Wu Xiaode looked at this card and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

What is the significance of bringing the souls from the previous Pangu era back to this Pangu era?

"Flag of Quicksand." Wu Xiaode said.

"I know what you want to ask, let them go to reincarnation now, we will talk later." Quicksand Flag said.

Wu Xiaode looked at the card.

Feifei was seen smiling, looking towards him with many souls.

"I feel the pull of the law of death... Maybe we will meet soon, maybe it will take a long time, but no matter what, I will always thank you."

Feifei said.

"The hard years of the past have passed. Remember my words - whoever bullies you, come to me." Wu Xiaode said.

"I will." Feifei smiled.

The souls emerged from the cards, flew around Wu Xiaode for several times, and gradually disappeared into the void.

Wu Xiaode was a little emotional.

The advancement of technology allows the soul to be eternal, but this eternity is mixed with human desires and evil.

Maybe this is the true meaning of tipping point.

"Now we can tell you why we want to get such a card."

Wu Xiaode asked.

The Flag of Quicksand said: "Civilization develops on the wrong path, triggering a 'critical point' and beginning to attract strange things. This kind of thing must be avoided by Pangu."

"What does this have to do with my shadow minion card?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Through your cards, we will send those souls who have reached the critical point to Pangu Lai at this moment, so that they can be reincarnated——"

"Pangu can naturally obtain all their experiences."

"Pangu will adjust the fate of all sentient beings in the world to prevent the future of the world from going down this path."

"By injecting dead viruses, will the world gain immunity in advance?" Wu Xiaode said, crossing his arms.

"It can be understood this way." Quicksand Flag said.

"Doesn't this mean...as long as we get a sample of all the 'critical points', Pangu will be immune to all poisons?" Wu Xiaode said.

"That's unrealistic. There are too many 'critical points', and they will continue to occur with the development of civilization." Quicksand Flag said.

"Then what's the point of doing all this?" Wu Xiaode shrugged.

"Winning Pangu's favor - look, it's already twelve o'clock at midnight." The Flag of Quicksand said.

Wu Xiaode was slightly startled.

He saw the Book of the Dead opened silently in front of him.

Lines of small words in ice crystals appeared:

"A new day has begun."

"May the commissions on the wall have been refreshed and can be received and released at any time."

"Since your original sequence is in ruins, today's Pangu gifts will continue to be given to you to help you and the sequence become stronger."

"In addition, you contributed many souls from the past era and helped Pangu obtain certain information."

"This time the gift becomes more valuable."

Wu Xiaode looked at the prompt strangely and said:

"This is the benefit you mentioned."

"Yes, Pangu's gift is no joke, it will help you become stronger." Shi Shiran, the Flag of Quicksand, said.

Wu Xiaode was about to speak when he suddenly sensed some danger.

He shuddered and moved aside.

boom!

!

From the break in the roof, a meteorite fell and hit the spot where Wu Xiaode was standing.

The ground sunk deeply, forming a crater.

"What kind of gift is this? It's clearly murder!" Wu Xiaode said angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed something was wrong in the crater.

The meteorite seemed to have broken through some kind of restriction and knocked open a wall buried deep underground.

Looking in through the wall, I saw a tomb inside.

tomb?

Wu Xiaode jumped down, walked to the wall and looked in.

I saw a skeleton sitting cross-legged and motionless in the tomb.

In front of the skeleton, there is a thick book.

Wu Xiaode stepped forward and took a look, shook his head and said:

"This book cannot be read at all. Once you touch it, it will immediately turn into ashes."

"Really?" Quicksand Flag interjected.

Wu Xiaode opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly closed it again.

He silently held the flag of quicksand and waved it forcefully——

Ten thousand years ago.

It's still this tomb.

A man with a strong aura sat cross-legged, covering his chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"What a shame, even though I killed all the robbers and obtained this peerless boxing book, I am exhausted..."

"I'm really unwilling."

He took out the scroll of Boxing Sutra from his arms and placed it on the ground in front of him.

"If someone can get it in the future... I hope that person will bury me and not let me die here like this."

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The man murmured softly.

His eyes gradually lost their luster, and his breathing was about to stop.

There was a flash of void.

A hand stretched out from the endless quicksand, picked up the scroll of boxing scripture, weighed it, and put it back.

The man sitting cross-legged opened his eyes wide, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

But he is already dying.

At this time, a voice sounded from the quicksand:
To be continued...
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