Immediately afterwards, Meng Qiu gave Fang Hao an answer that made Fang Hao almost go crazy.
Meng Qiu said seriously: "How do I know this? Mr. Qianfu must know."
Fang Hao's chest rose and fell, and his breath was thick. He had been talking for a long time, but it was almost in vain!
He took a few deep breaths to calm down, but his face was still dark: "In other words, the hope of letting you out is still very slim, right?"
Meng Qiu looked at Fang Hao inexplicably and said with a serious face: "There is a way, but you don't understand it at all. Only when I go out can you have hope of replenishing your vitality."
Fang Hao simply rolled his eyes: "It looks like you don't have to go out anymore, and I don't have to live anymore."
After saying that, Fang Hao turned around and left. It was very simple and there was no need to waste time. He still had to take advantage of the fact that his combat effectiveness was still strong and let some people have a longer memory.
Seeing that Fang Hao was about to leave, Meng Qiu immediately shouted: "Don't worry, although I can't help you make up for your heyday, I can still help you make up for it a little bit."
"Sir, why are you wasting your time talking? I'm not in the mood to talk to you, so tell me quickly." Fang Hao looked unhappy.
Meng Qiu sighed, looking like his flesh ached, and took out a red ball of light from somewhere.
The red light ball is not big, and there seems to be red lightning shining inside.
The moment he saw this thing, Fang Hao's expression turned stern: "This is the thunder of Red Tribulation!"
"This red calamity contains endless destructive power. It is this thing that wiped out your vitality."
"What do you mean?" Fang Hao frowned. Fang Hao knew that when Meng Qiu took out this thing, it was not as simple as it seemed.
"Although this thing contains terrible destructive power, it also contains a trace of life. The extreme of death is life, and the extreme of things must be reversed. Why not, if you swallow it and refine it, it should be able to make up for some of the vitality you have lost. If you have enough It's not impossible for you to recover from this kind of destructive lightning." Meng Qiu's face was full of seriousness.
Fang Hao looked surprised: "You want me to swallow it? You are not afraid that I will be killed directly. How can this thing be so easy to swallow!"
"Aren't you in the divine body? Heaven and earth cannot be destroyed, but you still have a trace of life." Meng Qiuqian smiled.
From the look on Meng Qiu's face, you can tell that this old guy isn't sure either.
"What is the success rate?" Fang Hao's face turned dark again.
Meng Qiu looked like a magician was telling someone's fortune. After a moment, he raised his head and said seriously: "If it were someone else, there would be no 10% chance, but it's different for you. The chance of success is still very high. .”
As he spoke, Meng Qiu walked up to Fang Hao and patted Fang Hao on the shoulder, as if he was optimistic about you.
Fang Hao looked even more unsure: "How many levels of probability are there?"
"Do you believe me when I say 100%?"
Meng Qiu's words left Fang Hao speechless.
Let alone 100%, looking at the look of this guy Meng Qiu, Fang Hao couldn't believe even 50%.
But then, Meng Qiu once again said something meaningful: "Anyway, as long as you refine it, you will definitely be able to replenish some vitality. But with your current situation, you have the final say whether you want to try it or not."
Fang Hao was silent for a while, then spread his hands.
Meng Qiu placed the red ball of light on Fang Hao's hand, with bright eyes and solemn instructions: "It's best to proceed step by step."
"I know, just wait here." Fang Hao felt a little depressed.
Seeing Fang Hao turn around and leave, Meng Qiu suddenly shouted: "Isn't this solved for you and you won't come back?"
"With a villain's heart, if I can replenish some vitality, I will let you out."
"Okay, take this token with you too."
A black light flashed in Meng Qiu's hand and appeared in Fang Hao's hand. It was the token belonging to the Immortal Sect.
Fang Hao quickly rushed to the door, only to see his body walking around outside, seemingly uneasy.
At this moment, Fang Hao once again had that weird feeling, as if his true body and Treasure No. 1 were two different people.
With strange thoughts, he walked out directly.
Suddenly, the thoughts of the two souls intersected instantly, their consciousness blended with each other, and their memories were naturally shared instantly.
Treasure No. 1 took out the red light ball and the token, and handed them to Fang Hao's body.
Needless to say, Fang Hao already knew the cause and effect.
However, Fang Hao glanced at the No. 1 treasure body, and with a thought, he put the second spirit and the treasure body into the spirit beast bag.
Today, Fang Hao's mind is indeed a bit complicated. Sometimes he feels that he and the second spirit are one, but sometimes, he feels that the second spirit is another person.
Similarly, the second soul has the same idea.
But being together is nothing. Once the space is cut off, the feeling becomes even weirder.
"What the hell, when we are together, we share consciousness, and when we are not together, our consciousness is divided into two parts. If the consciousness is not shared in the end, wouldn't we really be two people?" Fang Hao frowned, with worry in his eyes.
, I always feel a little bit inappropriate.
Afterwards, Fang Hao didn't stop and sat cross-legged. Suddenly, strange mist rose up from where he was, blocking the cave and seemingly blocking this entire space.
That red ball contains extremely terrifying destructive power. The so-called destruction means there is a glimmer of hope, but it is just an unexplained statement.
Fang Hao didn't know whether it was true or not. Although Meng Qiu said it for sure, Fang Hao still couldn't believe it.
So outside the body, with his own powerful power, he began to refine the destructive thunder in the red ball.
As soon as it started, Fang Hao felt great pressure, as if the thing inside was about to explode at any time.
Fang Hao is naturally very familiar with this destructive feeling. It was precisely because of the red calamity that he encountered that his vitality was wiped out countless times.
Although this is only a small point, it still contains the power that seems to be able to destroy him.
In fact, even when Meng Qiu took it out, his expression was extremely distressed. It seemed that besides being extremely destructive, this thing should still be a treasure.
Fang Hao started refining seriously. Although Fang Hao wanted to refine bit by bit, it was difficult to separate them, so that Fang Hao was completely unable to defeat them individually and could only refine them together.
It is naturally more dangerous, but Fang Hao doesn't care that much. If you don't try some things, you will never know the result.
In a meeting hall in the Holy City outside, Yun He looked at Wen Xiao and Weiwei Li who were sitting next to him. Finally, he frowned at Wen Xiao and said, "Mother, there is no news yet?"
"I can feel that Xiaosan is still alive, but I can't feel where he is." A cold light shot out of Wen Xiao's eyes.
A few days ago, Fang Cuicui and the three-headed dragon disappeared mysteriously. As the owner of the three-headed dragon, Wen Xiao was unable to inquire.
In the past few days, many people have been sent to investigate. Not to mention the entire Da Qin, there are also people from the other three countries who are secretly investigating.
However, Fang Cuicui and the three-headed dragon seemed to disappear out of thin air, and no news came back. (To be continued)