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But at this time, Feng Qinglang noticed that Dong Ditian's eyes had turned to her, and then glanced at the palm print pattern, the meaning was the most obvious, why don't you try it too.

Feng Qinglang didn't want to annoy the other party, so she immediately put her palm on it, as a matter of course, it still wasn't an inconsistent red light.

Dong Ditian finally frowned slightly, and turned his gaze to Nan Xinghun again, Feng Qinglang nodded slightly, Nan Xinghun also put his palm on it, still glowing red.

Elder Yun said in a deep voice, "Old man, come and try."

But before he stretched out his hand, Dong Ditian coldly interrupted: "You are not qualified!"

Elder Yun's face changed drastically, and he looked at the pirate who had just connected the dislocated hand, and saw the indignation of the same enemy in his eyes.

With some certainty in his heart, he said coldly to Dong Ditian, "Your Excellency, are you planning to be an enemy to all of us?"

Even if Dong Ditian combined Ye Ditian's personality and lost a bit of the cruel killing aura, the unruly aura was still there fundamentally. He only answered the other party's question with actions, and came directly in front of the other party. Elder Shi only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the other party had come within walking distance. He hurriedly crossed his hands in front of him to protect him, but Dong Ditian just stretched out a finger, and passed through the crossed hands. The elder nodded lightly.

It was like the god of death drew out his scythe, swung it across, and harvested all the vitality of Elder Yun in an instant. Elder Yun left a blood hole between his eyebrows, and fell back with a plop. He was killed in a flash.

In the eyes of most people, Dong Ditian didn't seem to move at all, he seemed to be standing in the original position, and even his eyes were still staring at the three-dimensional map of the island...

The blood on Yun Jialuo's face faded, but his high head never lowered. He didn't expect that after spending so much effort, he finally managed to pass through the heathen's cordon and sneak into this legendary place, but he still found nothing... …

Although he was proud, he was not an idiot after all. The person who could instantly kill the elder was most likely a god-level powerhouse. He decisively led the two bodyguards and silently stepped back a few steps to show that he had completely withdrawn from the competition for harvest.

The members of the pagan elite team all had joy in their eyes. Those who were still hated just now died unexpectedly. They helped the seriously injured Vika to a corner, and most of them stood behind Feng Qinglang. The leader, not without vigilance, looked at the powerful existence of Dongditian.

The big pirate leader who thought he was going to hit the big luck, only then realized that he was stepping on a pile of dog shit. They came in majesticly, and now they are neither advancing nor retreating, so they also shrank to the side and looked at Dongditian. His eyes were full of fear.

Dong Di Tian didn't feel cramped as the focus, and remained calm. He said to Feng Qinglang, "Well, Qingqing..."

Feng Qinglang blinked vigorously, wanting to interrupt the other party and say "He is Su Huolong", but Dong Ditian waved his hand ahead of time and said, "You forgot that I hate others lying to me the most, remember that towering tree?" ...you have been trapped in that memory vortex, I can recognize the essence of your soul, understand?"

Feng Qinglang had no choice but to say bitterly: "Understood."

Dong Di Tian said: "Very good. Actually, you know these ancient characters, right?"

Feng Qinglang remained silent, this represents not only her own hope, but also Nan Xinghun's hope.

Sometimes silence is an answer, Dong Ditian already understood, he said indifferently: "How about, let's make a deal!"

Feng Qing said: "How do you say?"

Dongdi Tiandao: "You have gained control of the dark red vortex. All I need is to take away one thing here."

Feng Qinglang frowned and said, "What is it?"

Dong Ditian said: "I don't know what kind of thing it is yet, but I guess it should be hidden here." His tone was calm and he said it as a matter of course.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but smiled wryly, and Dong Ditian continued: "But I can guarantee that this thing should not affect your control of the dark red vortex. I just need you to give me the right to move freely here in the future!"

He reached out and brushed lightly over the three-dimensional island, as if he could easily grasp it, and as if he wanted to grab something from it, he said slowly: "You can control this place, and there is one more person like me Allies, you won't lose out on this deal."

The eyelids of Feng Qinglang and Nan Xinghun couldn't help but jump a few times at the same time. If Dongditian became an ally, once Xingqing Sandao erected a flag, it would play a huge role in protecting them in the early days of establishing a regime.

The audience was silent, only listening to Dong Ditian and Feng Qinglang's transaction negotiations, no one dared to intervene.

Feng Qinglang took a deep breath and said, "Why should I trust you?"

Dong Ditian finally smiled and said: "It's because I never used force on you! Moreover, I gnawed on the corpse of Memories, and my mouth was full of blood. The only thing I can linger in the bloody smell is the promise."

If it was out of psychological needs, Feng Qinglang would be very willing for Dong Ditian to make an oath, but he also knew that there was no essential difference between an oath and a promise for Dong Ditian.

He looked at Nan Xinghun, without changing his title, and said, "Xinghun, you decide!"

Nan Xinghun looked away from Dong Ditian's face, nodded and said: "We can only choose to trust him!"

"it is good!"

Feng Qinglang tapped on the label of "Restart Center", and the three-dimensional pattern of the entire island immediately became blurred. When it was blurred to the extreme, as if it was about to disappear, it gradually became clear again.

A three-dimensional frame floats above Xingqing Mishima, a palmprint pattern, and below it is an ancient text description: The restart of the control center is complete, please enter the palmprint of the first administrator.

Feng Qinglang was nervous for a while, and couldn't help but look at Dongditian. If the opponent made a move at this time, he would directly take away all the fruits of victory.

However, Dong Ditian still stood calmly and signaled them to continue with his eyes.

Feng Qinglang said in a low voice: "Xinghun, put your palm on it!"

Nan Xinghun's heart couldn't help jumping up. Even if she couldn't understand these ancient characters, she knew what it meant. She never thought that Feng Qinglang would give her the first place. Her eye circles couldn't help turning slightly red, and she slowly stamped her hand on it.

There were many smart people present, like the pirate leader who turned his ankles over and over again. If Dong Ditian hadn't casually glanced at him, he must have taken the risk and rushed to get his palm prints printed.

The moment Nan Xinghun imprinted the palm prints, the green light flourished, and her eyes suddenly brightened, as if she had seen something miraculous.

The square frame in the void turned, and a line of three-dimensional ancient characters flickered: The identity of the first administrator is confirmed.

A new palmprint pattern appeared in the box, and there was an ancient text description below: Please enter the palmprint from the second administrator.

Feng Qinglang's heart was much more stable, and he calmly put his palm on it. When the green light flashed, he finally understood why Nan Xinghun had such an amazed expression. A lot of information was pouring into his mind crazily, but it didn't look messy. , and did not have any impact on his spirit...

He discriminated carefully, and immediately recognized that this was actually another mental sea, or in other words, this was another brain. The so-called management authority he obtained was actually equivalent to an extra brain, which stored a large amount of information, including Various management rights and instructions of the three islands and the dark red vortex, etc.

Or, this is a kind of "computer" of ancient humans. It is a masterpiece that transcends the times. I did not expect that after tens of millions of years, I can once again appreciate the real ancient magic of that era...

The square frame in the void turned again, and a line of three-dimensional ancient characters flickered: The identity of the second administrator is confirmed.

A new palmprint pattern appeared in the box, and there was an ancient text below: Please enter the palmprint from the third administrator.

In Feng Qinglang's other mentality of managing here, he can completely cancel this box immediately and cancel the existence of the third administrator.

However, with a slight push of his hand, the box had come to Dong Ditian, and he calmly said, "Your Excellency Dong Ditian, this is the third-ranked administrator authority, please enter your palmprint."

In Dong Ditian's calm gaze, a light finally flashed. He looked at Feng Qinglang with a half-smile, and he seemed to think for a while before imprinting his right hand on the pattern.But at this time, Feng Qinglang noticed that Dong Ditian's eyes had turned to her, and then glanced at the palm print pattern, the meaning was the most obvious, why don't you try it too.

Feng Qinglang didn't want to annoy the other party, so she immediately put her palm on it, as a matter of course, it still wasn't an inconsistent red light.

Dong Ditian finally frowned slightly, and turned his gaze to Nan Xinghun again, Feng Qinglang nodded slightly, Nan Xinghun also put his palm on it, still glowing red.

Elder Yun said in a deep voice, "Old man, come and try."

But before he stretched out his hand, Dong Ditian coldly interrupted: "You are not qualified!"

Elder Yun's face changed drastically, and he looked at the pirate who had just connected the dislocated hand, and saw the indignation of the same enemy in his eyes.

With some certainty in his heart, he said coldly to Dong Ditian, "Your Excellency, are you planning to be an enemy to all of us?"

Even if Dong Ditian combined Ye Ditian's personality and lost a bit of the cruel killing aura, the unruly aura was still there fundamentally. He only answered the other party's question with actions, and came directly in front of the other party. Elder Shi only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the other party had come within walking distance. He hurriedly crossed his hands in front of him to protect him, but Dong Ditian just stretched out a finger, and passed through the crossed hands. The elder nodded lightly.

It was like the god of death drew out his scythe, swung it across, and harvested all the vitality of Elder Yun in an instant. Elder Yun left a blood hole between his eyebrows, and fell back with a plop. He was killed in a flash.

In the eyes of most people, Dong Ditian didn't seem to move at all, he seemed to be standing in the original position, and even his eyes were still staring at the three-dimensional map of the island...

The blood on Yun Jialuo's face faded, but his high head never lowered. He didn't expect that after spending so much effort, he finally managed to pass through the heathen's cordon and sneak into this legendary place, but he still found nothing... …

Although he was proud, he was not an idiot after all. The person who could instantly kill the elder was most likely a god-level powerhouse. He decisively led the two bodyguards and silently stepped back a few steps to show that he had completely withdrawn from the competition for harvest.

The members of the pagan elite team all had joy in their eyes. Those who were still hated just now died unexpectedly. They helped the seriously injured Vika to a corner, and most of them stood behind Feng Qinglang. The leader, not without vigilance, looked at the powerful existence of Dongditian.

The big pirate leader who thought he was going to hit the big luck, only then realized that he was stepping on a pile of dog shit. They came in majesticly, and now they are neither advancing nor retreating, so they also shrank to the side and looked at Dongditian. His eyes were full of fear.

Dong Di Tian didn't feel cramped as the focus, and remained calm. He said to Feng Qinglang, "Well, Qingqing..."

Feng Qinglang blinked vigorously, wanting to interrupt the other party and say "He is Su Huolong", but Dong Ditian waved his hand ahead of time and said, "You forgot that I hate others lying to me the most, remember that towering tree?" ...you have been trapped in that memory vortex, I can recognize the essence of your soul, understand?"

Feng Qinglang had no choice but to say bitterly: "Understood."

Dong Di Tian said: "Very good. Actually, you know these ancient characters, right?"

Feng Qinglang remained silent, this represents not only her own hope, but also Nan Xinghun's hope.

Sometimes silence is an answer, Dong Ditian already understood, he said indifferently: "How about, let's make a deal!"

Feng Qing said: "How do you say?"

Dongdi Tiandao: "You have gained control of the dark red vortex. All I need is to take away one thing here."

Feng Qinglang frowned and said, "What is it?"

Dong Ditian said: "I don't know what kind of thing it is yet, but I guess it should be hidden here." His tone was calm and he said it as a matter of course.

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but smiled wryly, and Dong Ditian continued: "But I can guarantee that this thing should not affect your control of the dark red vortex. I just need you to give me the right to move freely here in the future!"

He reached out and brushed lightly over the three-dimensional island, as if he could easily grasp it, and as if he wanted to grab something from it, he said slowly: "You can control this place, and there is one more person like me Allies, you won't lose out on this deal."

The eyelids of Feng Qinglang and Nan Xinghun couldn't help but jump a few times at the same time. If Dongditian became an ally, once Xingqing Sandao erected a flag, it would play a huge role in protecting them in the early days of establishing a regime.

The audience was silent, only listening to Dong Ditian and Feng Qinglang's transaction negotiations, no one dared to intervene.

Feng Qinglang took a deep breath and said, "Why should I trust you?"

Dong Ditian finally smiled and said: "It's because I never used force on you! Moreover, I gnawed on the corpse of Memories, and my mouth was full of blood. The only thing I can linger in the bloody smell is the promise."

If it was out of psychological needs, Feng Qinglang would be very willing for Dong Ditian to make an oath, but he also knew that there was no essential difference between an oath and a promise for Dong Ditian.

He looked at Nan Xinghun, without changing his title, and said, "Xinghun, you decide!"

Nan Xinghun looked away from Dong Ditian's face, nodded and said: "We can only choose to trust him!"

"it is good!"

Feng Qinglang tapped on the label of "Restart Center", and the three-dimensional pattern of the entire island immediately became blurred. When it was blurred to the extreme, as if it was about to disappear, it gradually became clear again.

A three-dimensional frame floats above Xingqing Mishima, a palmprint pattern, and below it is an ancient text description: The restart of the control center is complete, please enter the palmprint of the first administrator.

Feng Qinglang was nervous for a while, and couldn't help but look at Dongditian. If the opponent made a move at this time, he would directly take away all the fruits of victory.

However, Dong Ditian still stood calmly and signaled them to continue with his eyes.

Feng Qinglang said in a low voice: "Xinghun, put your palm on it!"

Nan Xinghun's heart couldn't help jumping up. Even if she couldn't understand these ancient characters, she knew what it meant. She never thought that Feng Qinglang would give her the first place. Her eye circles couldn't help turning slightly red, and she slowly stamped her hand on it.

There were many smart people present, like the pirate leader who turned his ankles over and over again. If Dong Ditian hadn't casually glanced at him, he must have taken the risk and rushed to get his palm prints printed.

The moment Nan Xinghun imprinted the palm prints, the green light flourished, and her eyes suddenly brightened, as if she had seen something miraculous.

The square frame in the void turned, and a line of three-dimensional ancient characters flickered: The identity of the first administrator is confirmed.

A new palmprint pattern appeared in the box, and there was an ancient text description below: Please enter the palmprint from the second administrator.

Feng Qinglang's heart was much more stable, and he calmly put his palm on it. When the green light flashed, he finally understood why Nan Xinghun had such an amazed expression. A lot of information was pouring into his mind crazily, but it didn't look messy. , and did not have any impact on his spirit...

He discriminated carefully, and immediately recognized that this was actually another mental sea, or in other words, this was another brain. The so-called management authority he obtained was actually equivalent to an extra brain, which stored a large amount of information, including Various management rights and instructions of the three islands and the dark red vortex, etc.

Or, this is a kind of "computer" of ancient humans. It is a masterpiece that transcends the times. I did not expect that after tens of millions of years, I can once again appreciate the real ancient magic of that era...

The square frame in the void turned again, and a line of three-dimensional ancient characters flickered: The identity of the second administrator is confirmed.

A new palmprint pattern appeared in the box, and there was an ancient text below: Please enter the palmprint from the third administrator.

In Feng Qinglang's other mentality of managing here, he can completely cancel this box immediately and cancel the existence of the third administrator.

However, with a slight push of his hand, the box had come to Dong Ditian, and he calmly said, "Your Excellency Dong Ditian, this is the third-ranked administrator authority, please enter your palmprint."

In Dong Ditian's calm gaze, a light finally flashed. He looked at Feng Qinglang with a half-smile, and he seemed to think for a while before imprinting his right hand on the pattern.