When he said this, Cui Twelve himself didn't quite believe it.
His Majesty.
Injuried
Looking at the Nine Realms of the Realm, the Sifang Hall was located in the center, and the reason why it could become the strongest realm in the God Realm did have the advantage of its geographical location, but it was even more important.
Why did the Demon Realm not dare to attack the God Realm, and why did the Witch Race beyond the Three Realms dare not point fingers at the people in the Sifang Hall.
The strongest person in the God Realm is definitely not boasting.
Such a strong person actually coughed up blood at this time.
But when Cui Twelve will speak out, he will know that he... slipped.
The sharp eyes mixed with coldness cast towards Cui Shishi, and at that moment he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
I couldn't help shivering all over.
boom.
There was no time to hesitate, and Cui Twelve just knelt on the ground without thinking.
"Your Majesty, your subordinates did not see anything."
There is no way for him not to beg for mercy, even if he is now the Highness of the Sifang Palace.
Under one person, existence above billions of people.
But he knew very well that his life would never be his. To take his life, Biao only needs one sentence.
Or rather, just a thought.
Time ticks by.
Kneeling on the ground, the sweat on the forehead of Cui Twelve had soaked the ground, the violent heartbeat and the anxious eyes.
He has a thought now, why he said this sentence at that time.
"twelve."
After a long time, a slightly indifferent tone appeared in the hall. Cui Shishi raised his head in panic, only to find that Bi Qian had walked in front of him at some point.
pressure.
This strong sense of oppression almost made his heart stop, and he was about to suffocate, but he still shuddered and held on to the vague hope in response.
"Subordinates are here."
"You have been with me for almost a hundred years."
"Yes." Cui Shishi said bravely.
"To tell the truth, you can become the Highness of the Sifang Palace. I was really optimistic about you back then. You are proficient in the technique of prophecy. Among these nine domains, only the extreme north domain has the main god of prophecy. It is also because of his existence that we The status of the central realm is a bit awkward. It is said that it is the first, after all, there is the extreme northern realm of the Lord God of Prophecy, and they are not weaker than us."
Xia Xia's eyes never moved away from Cui Twelve's eyes. Under the gaze of Cui Twelve, Cui Twelve had already lost the ability to think.
"But over the years you have disappointed me more and more, but I will give you a chance... If you can predict now whether I will kill you or keep you, then I will save your life."
Seemingly contradictory, Cui Twelve was unable to give any results directly.
In this passage, Bi has already given a definition, but can he really directly predict that he will die
Will not.
Taking a few deep breaths to calm down, Cui Twelve's body also emitted a holy glow.
Yes, he is indeed deducing.
Consuming his efforts to deduce.
Countless results passed through his mind, and gradually blood began to ooze from the corners of his eyes and ears.
It is true that he has the gift of prophecy, but he can predict his future, which also involves Bi Qian. With his current strength, it is impossible to predict.
During this period, Bi Qian watched quietly, waiting for the result of his deduction.
At this moment, an old man with a book suddenly appeared behind Cui Shishi who looked in pain. The moment he saw the old man, Bi Qian smiled.
"His Majesty."
"Is there a result?" Bi Qian chuckled.
"You will kill me, but after death you will resurrect me, and let His Highness's avatar of God occupy my body."
"You go."
"Then, Your Majesty, do I need to take poison after half a day?"
"You... what do you say?" Bi Qian replied with a blank expression.
…
The space collapsed and shattered.
Ye Zichen's eyes stared at the speed at which the space was shattering, and the white robe had an accident, which he didn't want to believe.
He wanted to judge the survival of the white-robed man by the speed and degree of space fragmentation...
The results are not optimistic.
"Brother Ye, what do you think about this..."
Emperor Yan was a little unsure, and turned his attention to Ye Zichen. In any case, the relationship between Bai Pao and Ye Ye Chen is the closest.
"Have everyone in the space evacuated?"
Ye Zichen didn't pick up the words, but asked instead.
"All of them came out." City Lord Lin of Hundred Flowers City frowned and said, "There were not many people who stayed in the space originally. We all withdrew as soon as the breakage occurred. But there are a lot of materials inside. Haven't left yet."
"There is nothing to worry about in terms of materials. If the space is broken, the materials will naturally fall. But I haven't seen the materials for so long. I can only say that the space is self-destruction of space. Everyone represented by the self-destruction mode believes that they have some understanding."
Hearing this, Ye Zichen's face turned dark.
He didn't want to mention it just to let others find out, but...
Looking at Zhao Zizhao, he didn't expect this person to be here too.
What the hell is he in.
Their eyes looked at Zhao Zizhao indifferently, and after the others noticed Ye Zichen's gaze, they all turned their attention to the two of them.
"Emperor Ye, Zizhao doesn't have any bad intentions, he just speaks out and says something."
In the past six months, Lin Xihe can say that his relationship with Zhao Zizhao has been heating up, saying that women have a negative IQ in the process of falling in love.
In this case, there is and only she speaks for Zhao Zizhao.
"Ha." Ye Zichen laughed inexplicably, and he couldn't help nodding his brows with playfulness, "Here I must declare my surrender, the self-destruction of the space will indeed destroy everything in the space. But ... This is definitely not the death of the person who created the space, it may also be a serious injury and need to withdraw spiritual power for recuperation, I believe everyone is aware of it."
"Emperor Ye's words are bad."
"Ok?"
Seeing Zhao Zizhao jumping out again, Ye Zichen's smile became even better.
"Don't talk, I know what you want to say. If the master of space is really seriously injured and needs spiritual power to withdraw his spiritual power and let the space self-destruct, then he will not recover even if he withdraws his spiritual power, right? What? Just now, City Lord Lin excused you, and I thought you were outspoken, but now... why do you hold on to the life and death of the master of space?"
"It's a matter of fact, is there anything wrong?"
"Zizhao!"
Lin Xihe also frowned and shouted, and at the same time kept dragging him with his hands.
"Very strong." Ye Zichen pursed his lips and chuckled, looking at Zhao Zizhao, who was standing over there with some playfulness on his face and said, "Did you eat something yesterday and ruin your brain, and you jumped out at this time? ?"
"A little anxious?"