Paradise of Demonic Gods

~: 1049 six gatherings

In a few days, the basic traffic construction has been completed in the entire two states.

This alone can greatly increase the circulation of goods, reduce the cost of goods, and improve the quality of life of countless people.

‘In common sense, the next step should be education, business, health...’

In the minds of Fang Xingjian, there are countless people's voices. Looking at Jingzhou and Youzhou, where there are countless lights in the sea, there seems to be countless data in the eyes.

Hardware facilities, Fang Xingjian can be manufactured quickly, but the human mind can not be changed. Therefore, he decided to continually renovate the infrastructure to enhance the people's sense of well-being and to make the people's hearts and minds look forward to enhance his dragon.

“So it’s still the first to make the sewer system and the power system.”

To complete the hydropower construction in the two states, even Fang Xingjian frowned.

"take it easy."

When the earth-shaking changes were taking place in Youzhou and Jingzhou, the land outside the Middle-earth was also surging.

In the West, an oasis, the flames rising from the sky, the screams of women, and the shackles of men constitute a cruel picture.

Tianyue Fork and Bai Shulu stand side by side, watching the killing among the tribes in front of them, and a sneer in the corner of their mouth.

From the hunchback to return to the normal day and night fork giggling, like a nightingale in the mountains, giving a feeling of heart.

Just listen to him and say: "When you are a natural enemy, do you watch your people die one by one?"

In front of the two men, a big man was bathed in blood, tied to the body by a strip of steel, fell to the ground, looked at the disaster in front of him, and a drop of blood and tears in his eyes flowed down.

"Blood river, I will not surrender the inheritance of the emperor even if I die."

"I don't see the coffin without tears." Bai Xiuluo shook his head and said: "Bring people up."

Then I saw several disciples in the blood river channel escorting a dozen men and women who came up. Some of them wore tulle, some wore white robes, and a typical dress of the Western ethnic group.

However, from their looks, they are all mixed races of Middle-earth and Western-style people.

They are actually all the relatives and disciples of Dahan who are in front of them. They are all people who belong to the ruins of the seven gates of the magic gate. It has been in the Western Region for hundreds of years.

Looking at the wife, children, and apprentices in front of me, Dahan also finally flashed a bit of pain in his eyes.

A young woman in a black veil fell to the ground and cried: "Master, Haoer is only seven years old, you will save him."

"Dad, I don't want to die."

"Master! Help us!"

Bai Shuluo’s mouth sneered a little and slowly walked to the side of a little boy. The pale palm stroking the other’s cheeks a little bit, faintly said: “Seven-year-old child, if it’s dead now, is it? Is it a pity?"

Under the touch of Bai Shuluo's palm, the little boy trembled and his tears continued to tremble in his eyes, apparently already afraid of the extreme.

"Enough!" The enemy's eyes were staring at Bai Xiuluo in front of him, but the fighting spirit in his heart was almost completely lost: "Let them pass, the emperor inherits and I will hand it over."

I saw his body slightly shocked, a piece of flesh in front of the chest suddenly collapsed, revealing the beating heart, and then seeing the heart above, an iron card with his heart continually beating, it is a distant passage from generation to generation. The emperor passed down.

"I was hidden by you here?" Bai Xiuluo looked at the enlightenment of the Emperor in front of him, and his face showed a hint of happiness.

"Not enough." The other side of the night fork said coldly: "eat this." Between the airflow, a whole body green, a stench of medicinal herbs was sent to the front of the enemy.

At this moment, the inheritance was ruined, the whole family was arrested, and the enemies of the war were already disheartened. When they saw the medicinal herbs in front of them, they ate them without asking a word.

But he did not ask, but the night fork still has to be explained.

"This is the heart-throwing brain that is opened by Wanduo. After taking it, the mites will lurk in your brain. If there is no antidote every month, you will be bitten by the brain. The pain of engulfing."

"Don't try to attack them with suffocation. Before they die, they will break your brain."

Just as Tianyuecha explained, Bai Xiuluo on the side was laughing and smothering another heart-sucking brain into the boy's mouth.

Seeing the enemies of this scene is almost a slap in the face, and the suffocating swells of the body, accompanied by a roar, will have to rush to the white Shura.

But when he just stood up, he was already holding his head and holding his head, and the whole person slammed into the yellow sand squat under his feet.

In the explosion of the bang, the waves of the air rose, and the sky and the yellow sand rose into the sky. The enemy of the war had already been slammed into the yellow sand. The whole person was completely suppressed by the night fork.

This is the strongest person in the world, the master of the heavens, but now there is no resistance in front of the night fork.

On the one hand, it is natural because he was hit hard, on the other hand, because the night-night fork was enhanced by hundreds of elite blood and blood in the blood sea. It can be described as reborn, martial arts has already reached the realm, and the weaker Tianzhu is strong. The person is not an opponent at all.

Bai Xiu Luo watched the little boy eat the remedy in his hand, revealing a satisfied smile.

"War, you know what kind of abacus you are playing, but if you are worried about it, not only will you die alone, but your son will also suffer from the bitterness of the brain."

The two who got the inheritance of the Emperor did not seem to be scrupulous, and they began to squeeze the remaining value of the other party.

Let the people of the war enemies take it down. The smile on Bai Xiuluo’s face is more brilliant: "Well, this sacred world has already fallen. I have gathered seven of the holy gates, and only the illusion is left."

"Unfortunately." Tianyue fork sighed: "If we first find the poisonous road, then the iron road will not die in vain now."

The two of them succumbed to the command of the **** sea, attacked the seven gates of the magic gate, and snatched the inheritance of the emperor. But when they found the second target of the poisonous Tao, they now opened a magical poison called the heart-swallowing pill. .

This poison is divided into a parent drug and a drug.

After taking the medicine, the user needs to take the antidote every month to survive, but this is only the basic function.

People who take the medicine will be affected by the mites in the brain, and they will have a stronger sense of closeness to those who take the mother medicine. In the end, they will almost use each other as the most important master of their life. To control the master's superior weapon.

However, this thing was difficult to make. Wanduo spent hundreds of years working on it, and made two parent medicines and ten medicines.

On the other hand, his taste is too big, and the stench smell is difficult to cover by any method. Therefore, it is impossible to use it to poison, only to defeat the opponent first, and then force the other party to take it.

Before they worried that the other party would die and die, this will only force the emperor to pass on the inheritance, and then give the other party medicine.

It is a pity that they had already smashed the iron blood before they encountered the venom.

But even then, they continued to surrender the poisonous roads, the sinister roads, and the abandoned world, plus the bones that have been annihilated, the irony roads, their own blood rivers, and the rest of the illusion. This is all the magic gates.

"There is nothing to regret. The two of us, together with the three poisonous, the sinister, and the ridiculous, have already had five masters of heaven and earth. It is impossible to resist the illusion." Bai Xiuluo smiled: "Received It’s okay to kill the mountains."