"Sunday Stars??"

Fang Yuan went out of heaven and came to a vast starry sky.

These stars are close at hand, and they seem to be far away from the horizon, forming a very mysterious array.

A trace of faintness to the power of nothingness, turned into a film, wrapped the entire blue-purple stars.

‘Although it seems that there is only one layer. In fact, it contains the power of not knowing how many stars, ancient gods, and even the emperor. I dare to swear, it will turn into powder...’

In the Yuan Yuanmu, Jinguang flashed, and suddenly it was a bit blank.

"Pedestrians sent the **** of recruitment to come, but also hope that the giant spirit star will be convenient!"

Coming to the border of the Stars, Tianzhuxiang directly gave a messenger.

It didn't take long for a phoenix star to fall into a giant body that was nine feet tall: "I have seen the scented sacred goddess! The ancient **** of Molong has long waited for a long time!"

Say, open the portal, ask Muxiang and others to enter.

"This star is..."

Fang Yuan looked at the giant spirit in front of him, although he was only the bottom-level door-to-door goods of the Zhoutianxingchen, but it was also the position of the monarch, and even the general fairy could not be compared.

After all, the position of the star is on the star!

The star of the heavenly seal can be used to mobilize the power of the stars!

Although the star power of Xingjun is only one in a billion, compared with the **** of landscapes, the star power is so large, but how big is the star? Even the increase in the power of the micro-end is enough to make this star to an incredible level.

‘This giant star is roughly equivalent to the night king, and the ordinary fairy is probably not an opponent at all! ’

Fang Yuan silently thought about it and looked around.

Although it is only the periphery of the big array of stars, he still feels dangerous.

A group of people walked forward again, and they saw a pavilion in which an ancient **** was swallowing up and the surrounding winds were surging.

"Well? It's finally here!"

When I saw Musk and his party, he opened his eyes, and the pupil was a blue color of the sea.

"I have seen the dragon on the dragon!"

Musk style ceremony: "Let God stay for a long time, it should not be, I still hope to bear with me."

"The fragrant maiden is polite!"

The ancient **** of Molong wears a black armor, and his face is firm. Just like a knife and a chisel, there is a pair of black dragon horns on his forehead. Obviously, it is not a mortal **** and a natural elf, but a dragon in the four seas!

The Four Seas Dragon King is in charge of the rivers and lakes in the world, but it does not form the prestige of the monk.

Obviously, this is the preparation of the heavens, the division of the four seas, so that the water rights can not be unified, naturally can not give birth to the existence of the emperor level, and compete with the heavens.

Therefore, the four sea dragons in the spiritual world are subordinate to the heavens.

Obviously, Tian Ting’s attitude towards these dragons is not good.

Seeing the errands going to the battlefield of the demons, it fell to the unfortunate egg of the ancient **** of Molong.

On the ink dragon God naturally did not dare to be rude to the fragrant maiden, but the eyes could not keep an eye on Fang Yuan, apparently very dissatisfied with this guy, even with a hint of malicious.

"Well, since everyone is here, let's go to the Star Portal!"

But at this time, the ancient **** did not say anything, and gently raised his hand.

From the pavilion, a **** of honor and loyalty came out, and all of them were gray-faced.

They hope that Fang Yuan can drag the later the better, and finally even directly smash the errand, but obviously, this is just a luxury!

"In this case, I will not send it!"

Mu Xiang looked at Fang Yuan and returned from the original road.

"..."

Fang Yuan saw this scene, but it was speechless: ‘This girl is guilty! Indeed, if I see the Emperor, I have a chance to show up, she should not be ready to see the machine running? ’

If Fang Yuan reveals his feet in the final review, he is naturally unable to run without being in the big array of stars.

But if you are in the outside world, you still have some hope of running away.

"Go!"

On the ink dragon, God sent the musk to leave, but the other party had no good face.

The group of people continually trudged on the bridge made up of stars, and finally reached a huge star portal.

Over the portal, a lot of stars are scattered, sprinkling projections, and a personal shadow flashes.

"Okay, don't mess with one by one, follow me through the Star Portal, be careful not to incite the power of God, or you will get a big fight back, ten you are also dead!"

On the ink dragon, God spit out a long breath and led the team to the star giant gate: "Only through the portal here, can you really reach the battlefield of the demons, you must be careful, the power of the forces there is extremely incomparable, out of the heavenly palace, I can only be supplemented by the medicinal herbs and Shenjing that I carry, and I can’t be polluted, otherwise no one can save you!”

After a little bit of squatting, he bowed to the East again: "Chen Molong... I have seen the emperor, I hope to open the door, send me to the battlefield!"

"The Heavenly Emperor?"

Fang Yuan is saluting with great enthusiasm. At this time, he is not afraid to have a little action, and he is in the middle of the gods, running the law of the thousand gods.

Hey!

A pair of purple eyes emerged over the stars of the Stars.

The light of indifference casts down and sweeps through all the gods.

What kind of eyes is this?

Fang Yuan’s shock, as if he saw the existence of the road to deprive the dreamer, is indescribable, unspeakable, and with great horror.

Bang!

This look is fast, and it goes fast.

Along with a loud bang, the star giant door finally opened slowly, and there were some figures on the opposite side. At this time, there was no need to take a lot of it, and it flew directly: "They finally changed the shift!"

"Finally came out of that ghost place!"

"Haha... The deity is still alive!"

These gods were ragged, and even the dignity of the original gods could not be taken care of.

Under the leadership of an old god, he barely regained his manner and saluted the direction of the Emperor.

"go!"

When the ink dragon shouted, a circle of ink-colored luster appeared in the whole body, which was in the shape of a chicken. He protected his entire body and rushed into the star giant door.

Behind, Fang Yuan and other gods took a deep breath, and the same defense emerged, followed closely.

Don't beat the scalp! If you dare to escape, those ancient stars will definitely destroy them as powder!

‘It seems that this demon battlefield, the gods are not tormented, the original monarchs are all shaped, even the ancient gods are greatly hurt...’

Fang Yuan silently thought, passing the threshold.

After a dizzy scene, the scene in front suddenly changed.

The void is full of blue-violet brilliance, dazzling and dazzling.

Even the original aura and the Shinto incense were also isolated. Just as the fish were thrown onto the land, all the gods had an illusion of suffocation.

‘I’ve finally come here... the battlefield! ’

On the surface of Fang Yuan, his face was pale, but his heart was secretly excited.

Just coming here, he felt that the source of the body suddenly became lively, and every part of the body was feeling like cheering.

In this environment, he is just like a duck, even if he led the team, this ancient dragon god, also has the confidence to directly dry up.

"This is the battlefield of the heart? It really is very bad!"

On the ink dragon, God spit out a long breath, and it is obviously also disgusting to this environment: "Be careful, don't go to the blue purple star below, I wait for Shinto on this front, and there is a heavenly palace with a deep pool that can replenish the aura. Divine power, let's go there first!"

The people who Shinto are here are obviously more than one of them.

According to the intelligence of Scorpio, there are at least seven ancient gods, as well as a large number of monarchs. The base camp is the Heavenly Palace. Every once in a while, it rotates a small part.

As the name implies, Tiangong is a palace suspended in midair. It is a vast area with a large number of restrictions and a few gaps, with the smell of bonfire.

After entering here, all the gods were relieved, and some quickly began to settle in and restore their power.

"I am waiting for a new arrival, I will say it again!"

On the dragon, God looked around: "I have to wait for 30 years here! I can't return it during the period, unless I make a great contribution and get recognition!"

In fact, He did not worry about the problem of deserters.

Zhou Tianxing’s big blockade blocked the void, and even the ancient gods could not escape.

On the battlefield of the whole demons, there is only one supply point of the Tiangong.

Unless it is a heartbreaking madness, it is directly transferred to the demon's way, but it is not overwhelming.

After all, the battlefield of the demons, that is, the blue-and-white stars are shrinking, is a fact that God knows. One day, it will be refining the spiritual world.

At that time, these defectors have no hiding place, and they will still be caught in the middle.

"In these 30 years, there are twenty years to obey my command, ten years of free action, hunting monsters, but above this star, there are three great places, never to go, one is the East Pole, The second is the Wanlei Plain, and the third is the Star Center, a bottomless blood!"

Molong squinted and listened to Fang Yuan’s expression.

That bottomless blood, should be the seal of the existence of a powerful heart.

"Well, I am waiting for a new arrival. I can also have a few days of rest and habit time. Within the Tiangong, as long as there is no one's palace, I can use it myself. After three days, I will wait at the Baiyu Square, which will be scattered. Now!"

On the ink dragon, God confessed to important matters, and Yi Xing swayed his hand, and many gods suddenly disappeared.

Knowing the cruelty of the battlefield, they will immediately rest and recover, not willing to waste half a time.

......

On the ink dragon, God looked at the backs of these gods, but his eyes were somewhat secluded.

He came to a golden jade palace, directly banned the ban, isolated inside and outside, sitting cross-legged, his eyes suddenly became very cold: "Shan Shui Jun?"

"Before Donglin Gong contacted me, suggesting that as long as this child falls on the battlefield, He will take me out."

"Although I am the ancient god, I am only a peripheral dragon. He is a heavenly god. He has a vast relationship. If you dare to say this, you should have some grasp... I believe in Him!"

In the ghost place of the battlefield, even the ancient gods are not willing to wait for more. In order to go out in advance, they do not mind paying a little price.