Ren Kuang laughed: "So you don't know the magical function of the stone tablet. Living in the deep mountains and old forests, the information is really backward."

Chen Mingming was startled: "Besides building a force field and offering sacrifices in exchange for strength, what is the purpose of the stone tablet?"

Ren Kuang smiled slightly: "You don't even know this, which proves that you are not a monument bearer."

"Now I'm curious about how you moved the stone monument here."

Chen Mingming said: "It's no big deal to tell you. Someone helped me, but he has already left."

"who?"

Ren Kuang asked.

So far, he has never seen the bearer of the Creation Stone.

Chen Mingming said: "You tell me what other magical uses the stone tablet has, and I will tell you who is carrying the tablet."

"Okay." Ren Kuang said simply: "It's settled, you tell me who this person is first."

"Her name is Athena, she seems to be a master of the Western Holy See."

"That's all I know."

Athena?

Ren Kuang was shocked.

This name is actually a bit familiar.

The leader of the Holy See’s Hall of Light, Athena, the God of Lightning.

This is the owner of the original spirit body of lightning.

He is also the head of the law enforcement department of the Western Holy See.

Mysterious and powerful.

Will such a person become a monument bearer?

Ren Kuang was a little confused.

Athena must have something special about her.

Ren Kuang became even more curious about this person.

It's a pity that she is so elusive that it is difficult to see her.

"How did you get together with the Holy See?"

Ren Kuang was more concerned about this matter.

Chen Yiming said coldly: "I have no obligation to answer your question."

"However, I heard that they are the most powerful organization on earth, so they are naturally our best partner."

Ren Kuang frowned.

This is not a good sign.

Strong men in the West lack integrity and only value interests.

It is not surprising that some crazy people collude with the Holy Church.

But the Holy See is not an ordinary organization.

Thirty years ago, the Pope was a powerful man that even Kennedy did not dare to provoke.

If this organization really takes refuge in the Holy Church, it will be in big trouble.

Chen Mingming said: "Now, it's your turn to tell me the secret of the stone tablet."

Ren Kuang looked at him and showed a mysterious smile.

"This is actually not a secret. You will all die by my hands anyway."

Chen Yiming frowned and said, "Ren Kuang, do you want to go back on your word?"

Ren Kuang shook his head: "No, I want to demonstrate it to you in person."

"I will carry the stone tablet on my back, merge the human tablets into one, and kill all of you in the Blood River Mansion here."

Hahaha!

Not only Chen Mingming, but the others also looked up to the sky and laughed.

Wuyuan flew over: "Sir, Ren Kuang is mine, you must leave him to me."

He looked Ren Kuang up and down, and the more he looked at him, the more he liked him.

"He has a good body, he is young, and he is handsome."

"And it's so close to the stone monument. It's simply the best of all."

He fell in love with Ren Kuang at first sight.

Of course Ren Kuang understood what he said and couldn't help but show a hint of coldness.

"You will be the first to die."

He stretched out his hand and touched Wuyuan.

The body of Wuyuan at this moment is that of a man from Chenjia Village in his fifties, who looks a bit wretched and unpleasant.

Wuyuan laughed loudly: "Good boy, I like your arrogance. I will imprison your soul, slowly play with it, and torture it for a hundred years."

"Really? I'm afraid you won't have this chance."

Ren Kuang roared and opened his hands.

The stone tablet seemed to be electrified, emitting a dazzling light.

Waves of terrifying fluctuations made people feel as if the heaven and earth were shaking.

Chen Yiming's eyes narrowed and he felt inexplicably uneasy.

Ren Kuang, can’t he really control the stone tablet?

Isn’t it said that one person carries a stone tablet?

Can they be mixed?

Don't wait for him to figure this out.

White silk threads emerged from the stone tablet and were slowly twisted together to form chains.

Ren Kuang's open arms were densely covered with such energy chains.

"Give me all your strength, no need to worry about physical damage."

Chen Yingming shouted loudly.

He was worried that if he continued, Ren Kuang would really do something wrong.

The stone monument at this moment may be more appropriately called an upside-down pool.

Ren Kuang's body slowly sank into the stone tablet.

Wuyuan was shocked: "Sir, what is going on? Ren Kuang sacrificed himself, right? Can his body still be used?"

"First stop him from fusing the stone tablet."

Chen Yiming raised his fist and punched him hard.

What seemed like a very random movement, actually drained away the spiritual energy within a kilometer radius and gathered it on the fist at an incredible speed, forming a terrifying vortex.

boom!

The defensive formation was like an elastic membrane that was pressed down for dozens of meters before slowly rebounding.

Chen Feng opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face was filled with shock and he collapsed to the ground.

Just using pressure can seriously injure yourself.

If you were hit by this punch, wouldn't it turn into nothingness?

Ren Kuang laughed and said: "Chen Yiming, don't be so anxious, I will kill you later."

"However, if you start running away now, there is still a chance of survival."

Chen Yingming couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Ren Kuang, you are too arrogant. You are only a mere four-star, how dare you speak so loudly?"

"When did cultivation equal strength?" Ren Kuang said quietly, "You gave up your only chance of survival."

Wuyuan clapped his hands and said: "Good guy, you are crazy enough, I admire you. When I refine your body, I will be even crazier than you."

Ren Kuang didn't even look at him and said coldly: "A dead person has no right to speak."

Wuyuan was furious: "Do you really think you are a person?"

He also raised his sword and stabbed hard.

Ren Kuang seems to be working hard to integrate.
To be continued...