Bank of The Universe

Crouch opened his mouth, Li Xiandao said lightly, but he knew the strength of the Twelve Devil.

The twelve demons are very powerful. If they are not powerful, can they be crushed and immobile?

But in his eyes, the twelve demons were very powerful, like an ant in front of Li Xiandao, easily crushed to death.

The tremendous impact this caused silenced Crouch.

At the same time, he became more well-behaved.

In front of Li Xiandao, he did not dare to be presumptuous at all.

Li Xiandao looked at him and said relaxedly: "Now I have solved your enemy, then you should do well for me."

Li Xiandao, the death of the twelve demon sons, didn't mind at all, and he was really tired of robbing the world and money.

"My lord, I don't know what you want me to do?" Crouch asked respectfully, now afraid of Li Xiandao in his heart.

Li Xiandao kills the twelve demons so easily, wouldn't it be easier to kill him?

In fact, when Li Xiandao killed him, he only needed a thought to wipe out his soul.

The origin of Crouch's soul is in the world bank, in the hands of Li Xiandao.

Li Xiandao looked at Crouch. Although there was a bit of mud that could not help him on the wall, he had just entered the demon world. His eyes were blackened and he needed manpower. How could Crouch be a demon king, he could still play a little role.

So as long as Crouch is obedient, Li Xiandao will not hurt him.

"Have you lived in the Demon Realm for a long time, have you seen this totem?" Li Xiandao stretched out his hand and waved his true energy into a totem.

Goat Totem!

It is the spirit of the sheep's treasure house.

Crouch looked at it carefully, frowning, rather dazed, and said, "I haven't seen this."

Li Xiandao was not disappointed either, Crouch didn't know it was normal.

"Then you know, whose information in the Demon Realm is accurate, who knows this thing?" Li Xiandao asked.

This is Li Xiandao's goal.

Crouch thought carefully, and said: "I know there is a person who knows a lot. He claims to be the most knowledgeable person in the devil world. No one knows more than him."

Li Xiandao immediately asked, "Who is this person?"

"Prophet, many people know him." Crouch said.

"Where is he?" Li Xiandao asked.

"I don't know." Crouch shook his head.

"I don't know?" Li Xiandao frowned.

I don't know why you said this?

"Don't say the whereabouts of the prophet is me, even some powerful demon kings don't know. Everyone wants to keep the prophet with him and ask for advice day and night, but the prophet sees the dragon without seeing the end. He is very mysterious and no one knows where he is. He is a man or a woman, a man or a beast, and no one knows his roots." Crouch explained that he was not playing with Li Xiandao.

"Is it so weird?" Li Xian raised his eyebrows.

"Because of this, the prophet's reputation will become more and more widespread, everyone knows, but everyone does not know where he is." Crouch said.

"Prophet..." Li Xiandao muttered.

"Besides this prophet, are there other people who are knowledgeable and will know this totem?" Li Xiandao asked.

Crouch shook his head and said cautiously: "I know a prophet, and no one else knows it. After all, I am trapped here and cannot go out. I don't understand the outside world. Maybe the prophet will also appear at this time?"

Li Xiandao was silent, so Crouch was useless.

"I know this prophet." Xiao Qi's voice suddenly sounded in Li Xiandao's ear.

Li Xiandao's eyes lit up and immediately said, "I'm going back to the world bank now."

Xiao Qi said that he knew, that he must know a lot of things, at least he knew more than Crouch, Li Xiandao didn't need to talk to Crouch.

"I'll give you fifty years. In fifty years, you won't find the self you used to be, that kind of ambition, that kind of arrogance, and the cultivation base can't be improved, then go to death." Li Xiandao Said to Crouch indifferently.

Crouch's face turned dark, and fifty years was a bit short for him, a devil who had been decadent for twenty thousand years.

But Li Xiandao did not give him a chance to bargain, and said directly: "This is a warning, not a negotiation. Your soul is in my hands. It's easy for me to squeeze you to death. Your death is nothing to me. Those resources are given to you, and I won’t come back, so if you kill you, the person who suffers the most is yourself."

Li Xiandao's words were indifferent and direct, without emotion, and the coldness made Crouch as if entering winter, and he felt cold from the inside out.

This kind of cold was brought about by Li Xiandao's attitude.

Li Xiandao is very serious, without any falsehood, just tell Crouch directly.

If you don't work hard, you will die in fifty years.

But you worked hard, it's hard to say fifty years later.

Your own life and death are all in your own hands.

Crouch was silent, life and death were in front of him, and he also woke up from the muddle.

He watched Li Xiandao leave and looked at the bodies of the Twelve Devils.

"I want to find myself back, and it's time to meet some old friends. I don't want to die." Crouch took a deep breath and dismissed the maid from the castle.

He is going to find who he once was.

...

Tiandi Qianzhuang, Li Xiandao is back.

Xiao Qiyi wore a long white dress, slender figure, sitting gracefully on the sofa, looking at Li Xiandao.

"Do you know the Prophet?" Li Xiandao asked.

Xiao Qi took out a contract, handed it to Li Xiandao, and said, "See it for yourself."

Li Xiandao took the contract and sat down and opened it.

This is a loan contract.

The two parties to the contract are Tiandi Bank and Prophet.

"The prophet also came to my world bank?" Li Xiandao asked in surprise.

"How can he become a prophet if he doesn't come to the world bank?" Xiao Qi said calmly.

Li Xiandao lowered his head and continued to look at the contract.

The content of the contract is simple.

The prophet used his body and soul in exchange for the ability of the prophet.

"What does this mean, his soul and body are all ours, then he gets the prophetic power, is it in vain?" Li Xiandao asked puzzled.

"People just don't want their own body, their own soul, he sacrificed all of them to the world bank, everything in exchange for a prophetic ability." Xiao Qidao.

"Can he continue to live like this?" Li Xiandao felt strange.

"Yes, his prophetic ability can guarantee him to become anything, a cloud, a wisp of wind, a grass, etc., in essence, he is an illusory species, except for the prophetic ability, all other emotions are gone. So. Many people can't find him, but once they find him, they will get a chance for the future. He is no longer a human being, but a small part of the world's rules." Xiao Qi explained.

"Is this interesting?" Li Xiandao asked puzzledly.

Abandoning everything, even if you are not yourself, is it worth it?

"You are not him, how do you know he is not worth it?" Xiao Qi asked.

Li Xiandao was speechless.