Game of Gods and Demons: The Mage is the eternal truth!

Chapter 1212

Cyclops!

As expected!

Wang Ge's pupils reflected the Cyclops, and he felt the threat that he could not resist. The divine coffin he had been holding in his hand finally opened!

Suddenly, time was surging.

Sword energy was everywhere.

Swoosh!

Lang Hongchen pinched the giant pestle with two fingers the moment he appeared, as if he wanted to know what happened. The heroic spirit sensed it slightly, and then whispered: "It is true that the descendants of my human race have stolen elemental seedlings, but these seedlings are stained with countless blood of my human race."

The voice instantly became sharp.

Lang Hongchen looked at the Cyclops with cold eyes.

"Woo-woo--"

The Cyclops seemed to have not spoken for too long and had lost the ability to speak. He babbled but could not make sense.

Wang Ge wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and finally saw the full appearance of the Cyclops. Its dark green skin was covered with pimples, and on its shoulders were two bronze trees next to the bronze gate.

The elements passed through its body without any hindrance, making it emit nine-color light.

After a long time of babbling, the Cyclops finally said the first words that Wang Ge could understand.

"You, me, this is me, make..."

The Cyclops kept repeating this sentence.

Over and over again, after who knows how many times.

Lang Hongchen raised his voice slightly: "You said that you are the gravekeeper here. If someone touches the elemental tree here, it will lead to very serious consequences?"

The Cyclops nodded.

Lang Hongchen let go of the giant pestle, put his sword finger in front of his nose, closed his eyes, and his long hair fluttered slightly.

"So that's how it is."

Lang Hongchen frowned and said, "It's nothing more than a big formation. Xiantian Sword Formation, start!"

All 108 bronze coffins floated in the air and then moved!

"If it was at the beginning, I really had no way, but now it's only been two hundred years since you arranged it, and the number of 108 is no longer needed."

In the end, only 9981 bronze coffins fell into the formation. The bronze tree on the shoulder of the Cyclops beast began to spin like a precision instrument, and then the Cyclops beast nodded: "Okay."

Lang Hongchen nodded slightly and turned to look at Wang Ge: "You are very much like my second brother, but there is still a long way to go."

"This time the consumption is less than a quarter, and I can help you once more."

Not killing the Cyclops beast is also to preserve more strength.

After the voice fell, the divine coffin closed automatically again.

Wang Ge exhaled a breath of foul air: "Return!"

After returning to Villa No. 666 in Area A, the seedling of the Element Tree has taken root in the inner world.

The remaining 20 grams of world soil were buried on its rhizomes, and the element seedling finally regained its vitality and began to produce free elements continuously.

All the elemental elves came over. Although they were still elemental seedlings, they were enough to accommodate the four little ones now.

Wang Ge glanced at the purple thunder in his backpack and planned to let the magic pattern parrot grow up first. After all, it seemed to have extraordinary abilities. Princess Yaya was not in a hurry.

Two hundred eggs were downloaded directly from the God and Demon Points Store, and the highest was only thirty-one hours.

"Give them to the parrot after they hatch."

Nine-tailed Zhiyou: "Master, I'll be fine if I'm hungry for a while, but we still have to make sure our new friend is well fed."

Princess Yaya's mouth twitched. She really didn't need it. The feedback she got after summoning one back to the Elemental Kingdom every day was enough for her to grow.

But it was obvious that this master was a little partial.

After Wang Ge gave the order, he withdrew from the spiritual world. The next thing was the so-called feast of ascension to the gods.

Although he was there for less than half an hour this time, three days had passed in the real world.

Liu Zhengru traded an invitation letter, but he didn't expect it to be an orange card.

Wang Ge saw it and clicked to accept it.

"I thought you went to the game again and missed the feast of ascension to the gods of Fengju."

Wang Ge: "No, I just have something to do in the game world."

Liu Zhengru, who was busy dealing with the invitation, had no time to reply.

It is easier to hold a banquet than to invite one. Although it is a banquet for ascending to the gods, it takes several months or half a year for those above the fourth level to go to the game. Many people cannot be called.

And it also involves the succession of the new and old Hua Youxue, so there are more things to prepare.

Lin Guoqing wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead and said tiredly: "This matter is too troublesome."

"The internal bureau is also very busy during this period. What are they busy with?"

"They said that our external bureau is not well-founded and don't know many things. It is not so easy to ascend to the gods."

Liu Zhengru whispered: "They said they would make a few more for Feng BureauPreparation and backup."

"Are they so kind?"

Lin Guoqing lowered his voice: "Shouldn't they hate Fengju the most for separating the internal and external bureaus, making them almost completely lose the real power to control the outside world?"

Then, Lin Guoqing guessed: "Perhaps they are afraid that Fengju will fail to ascend to the gods and still suppress them?"

"No, the internal bureau is more aware of the overall situation. This is a change in my country that has not happened in the past hundred years. They will not mess around."