This time he came, just with the idea of ​​temptation.

But the ancients are more crisp than he imagined, and they directly admit it.

"The road to the original demon is a new avenue, but is it not perfect?"

The party that sniffed an important message could not help but mutter.

"There is a shortage of heaven and earth, it is normal, but the world is big, but where is the perfect thing?" Gu Guxiao said: "Perfect is only relative, perhaps the road opened by the devil, it is indeed the road to the devil, but When he is promoted, he will find that all the roads are still not perfect relative to the next realm. This needs to be filled up... and it’s hard to fix it by yourself. Where is the plunder to be refreshing?”

Fang Yuan closed his eyes.

He seems to have returned to the world of the big dry, seeing the scene of the harvesting road of the demon god.

"Is there a shortage of avenues? Make up the foundation? It is like my guess...so the existence of the demon world will invade and lower the boundaries so frequently. In addition to the nature of the world, it is to find new rules of the road mark. Thicken your roots?"

"What is the next realm of the devil?"

He thought of it and asked immediately.

"Hey... kid, you haven't even reached the realm of our existence, just want to peep at the next level?"

The ancient sneer, of course, will not explain so kindly.

"Hey...the ancient demon god, according to what you said, you are not as good as the demon **** of the Thunder Plains. You will be seen by other peak demon gods. You will certainly swallow you and benefit you. What price can you pay? Let me stop it all?"

Fang Yuan laughed and asked.

"Do you dare to mention the conditions?"

The face of the blood bubble is mad at the nose. This is not a description, but the real face is distorted: "You took my way of breaking the border last time and said that you want to let me go!"

"Wait a minute, I just received the deposit, not to mention, even if I promised it, I have no promise when it will be released again!" Fang Yuanli retorted bluntly: "More... you have never given me all the content, especially that The law of the lower bound!"

"Haha... Junior, you really have the style of my year!"

The ancient blood is very angry and laughs: "But... I can't give you the law of the lower bound again, unless you let me out immediately..."

"That's a pity!"

Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders.

In fact, this time he is guilty of deceiving this demon god, Cheng is also happy, defeat can be happy, has long been psychologically prepared.

"You will definitely stop the plans of the magic masters outside, isn't it?" said Gu Gu: "You have the smell of a demon god. It seems that there are a lot of enemies in the demon world. You are not afraid?"

"Of course I am afraid!"

Fang Yuandao: "But I thought about it carefully. Even if the passage is open, the demons will invade. Is it just my opposite?"

"In comparison, no matter which devil is coming, do you think He will be interested in you?"

"..."

This sentence points to the key point, the analogy of the spiritual world knows that the demon world must be a broader plane than the spiritual world.

In such a world, the probability that the demon **** who is offended by Fang Yuan, just in the vicinity of the opposite channel, is indeed not very large.

No matter which demon god, seeing the state of this ancient, but will certainly swallow!

Just like Fang Yuan at this time, if he finds a sealed magic master, it must be two words, go straight to refining, gain the source of its own.

The competition between the devils is so cruel, the weak meat is strong.

Therefore, Fang Yuan is so sure, no matter which demon **** is coming, the end of the ancient world will not be too good.

"Damn! Damn!"

The **** red face fluctuated, and there was a very angry emotion: "If all this is the arm of the Wanlei Plain, then the devil who came to me also has a general guess, nothing more than those few! Their character... Oh, there is even a road that devours everything and claims to be the devourer of all things. You, the Lord of the Lord, in their eyes, are also delicious desserts before the big meal!"

He did not choose to lie, because knowing that lying does not mean the savvy and angry boy in front of him, not as good as telling the truth.

"So... how is the cooperation?"

Fang Yuan sharpened his finger: "I don't want to go down the border, and, after I go out, I will try to find out the ritual arrangement of the sacrifice, and tell you, you will pass on this knowledge to me!"

The easiest way to destroy the sacrifice is to take the ink dragon away, but this will not cure the problem. The magic masters can catch three ancient gods before, and they can catch three more.

Unless Fang Yuan exposed this to the Emperor of Heaven, let Heaven know that this ill disease that they used to train their soldiers has become a big worry.

Only in this way, Fang Yuan’s identity is bound to be exposed. He has not given himself to this point.

Therefore, his best choice at this time is to lurk and wait for time to change.

Even thinking about creating chaos and getting a big deal.

He was originally a daring priest, and he had taken the fire several times before, otherwise he could not reach the realm of today.

"Oh? It looks like you are very ambitious... haha... good! I like... I help you!"

The ancient blood face suddenly laughed.

"You help me, just help yourself!"

Fang Yuan also took a smile.

After reaching an agreement with the demon god, the last piece of the puzzle he planned was also put together.

......

Temple of Heaven.

The original brilliant Jingong Yuyu was turned into a lot of ruins.

Within the intact hall, the face of the fighting king is gloomy and terrible: "The demon of the bottomless blood... It is too embarrassing, and must be increased! The troops will completely destroy them!"

Amazing sounds, swaying back and forth within the hall, shocking heart.

Fighting King is the honor of the emperor in the world. After flying, it is also under one person. Above the 10,000 people, the face is purple and beautiful: "These devils are really hateful! Kill! Kill!! Kill!!! ”

In this regard, the remaining five ancient gods in the temple are equally filled with indignation.

Of course, if you look closely, you will find that even if the roaring sound is louder, the bottom of these ancient gods is also the ancient well without waves, like a mud sculpture.

“It’s easy to adjust troops in heaven, but it’s not feasible at all!”

"Those who are deceived by the devil, who are in the Jedi, may also bind themselves to the seal, and some will slay the rat!"

"The Emperor does not come out, no one can thoroughly sweep the battlefield of the Devil, but the Emperor of Heaven must sit in the center of the Sunday Star, and even more has the meaning of training..."

"Many years of practical exploration, early experience, this demons battlefield will take the initiative to create a magical object, but keep the seven warfare departments, slowly cut, the most able to maintain the balance of the magical spirit, and there will not be any strong existence..."

"No! This exploration is outdated, like the information of the giant, we didn't know anything before, this is the most important thing!"

......

Many gods meet and meet with a variety of emotions and purposes.

After the warring king snarled, he gradually calmed down.

The ancient gods fell on the battlefield of the heart, although it is unbelievable, but there have been several times before, in fact, nothing.

The most important thing is that he was cut off.

But at this time, naturally, I know that the overall situation is the most important thing: "Everyone laughed, just a moment of anger, oh... Molong gods and I saw each other as they were, and they made a fortune, and they just went there!"

Several ancient gods listened, and could not help but blindly turn their eyes.

The Dragons are not fake. The ancient **** had a good relationship with everyone here. It was a blood return. The war king naturally took the big head.

"However, this matter is naturally written into a literary text. It is also necessary to mobilize the Emperor of Heaven and to send troops. At least three ancient gods must come over to reinforce the defense of the Heavenly Palace and then sweep other magical holes!"

When fighting the war king, it is also full of solemnity.

The whole demons battlefield, no matter how many subliminal devils were born, but a demon Lord appeared, and they were completely ignorant, but it was really derelict.

If the Emperor of Heaven is investigated, even He will eat some hanging.

"Well, the ancient gods are so, those monarchs have to add more!"

Next to Ford public mouth said.

This time the devil attack, in fact the most miserable is the **** of the monarch!

They were attacked by Fang Yuan’s dreams at the beginning, basically sleeping and dying, unable to defend, and suffered a big loss in the next siege.

Except for a handful of gods who hide in the core with good fortune, most of them died in the aftermath of the mighty fight.

"This is no problem!"

The war king is swinging his hands. He stands at a different height. The angle of the problem is different: "There are so many gods in the world? The **** of the monarch is not dead, but it is a matter of people. Just take this opportunity and consume a lot!"

The **** of the monarch is the heavenly fairy, and it is a character at the level of the Dalai, but in his eyes, it seems to be only a consumable.

In fact, for the heavenly court that can enshrine the gods, the gods like Ming Yujun are really cannon fodder.

Not an ancient god, after all, it is a layer!

"Especially... there are still a lot of cellars!"

The fighting king suddenly sneered, meaning something.

Maintaining the world is the responsibility of all Shinto, and the Emperor of Heaven can't escape.

Otherwise, why did those mantles call the heavens to call the heavens, and said that they would be sent to the battlefield and sent to the battlefield?

In the face of this general trend, even if the emperor can not defy the general trend of the heavens, otherwise it is self-defeating.

......

Just as these ancient gods discussed the future of the Temple.

Inside a small palace, Hanshan Junhai is full of eyes: "You...you...you...you are Shanshuijun, you are really alive and back."

"I am coming back alive, is it normal? It is Han Shanjun, you can survive, and it is also rich in Fuze!"

Fang Yuan was sacred and sultry, and looked at the only acquaintance in this heavenly department.

Before the war, he didn't have much thought to take care of someone, but this fat man survived and became one of the few survivors, which really made him slightly surprised.