"The current Titan is really lucky!" A sigh sounded in the dark and dark space. "If I had mastered the magic of the heavens, it would not have been so difficult to promote the epic."

"No matter how difficult you are, you succeeded, luckier than those who were buried in the void. If I had the mystery of the demon at that time, the number of epics in the clan would not be the same now."

"It doesn't make sense to talk about this. The past is over. Now we should solve the evils of Sky Demon Mystery. Sky Demon Myth really solves the problem of high ethnic mortality, but it also makes our younger generations weak."

"Arrange them to fight against the evil gods. There is nothing to worry about. Weak combat power, then go to the opponent to sharpen. Fight a few more times and the combat power will rise."

"It is too simple to obtain the source of the mysterious method of the demon, and it is easy for the younger generations to rely on it." The ancient and magnificent, but slightly vicissitudes sounded, this is an ancient concern.

"This phenomenon has already appeared in the Dragon Clan. The new generation of Dragon Kings are obsessed with the mysteries of the Devil and cannot extricate themselves."

"It's short-sighted and Bahamut is incompetent. After this happens, I can only watch with open eyes."

"Although Bahamut is respected among the dragons, he is a dragon god, and he has no right to order other dragon kings. At best, he will discourage him based on his qualifications."

"Pity."

"If the dragon kings haven't changed yet, they will be abolished." The epic Titan commented politely.

"Not necessarily."

"My clan must not follow in the footsteps of the dragon clan. All Titans must fight the evil gods after reaching a certain stage using the magic of the demon."

"The evil **** is not so easy to find, and sometimes even if it is found, it is not suitable as an enemy of those who have just advanced to the epic junior."

"This aspect requires more attention from our elders, we help them find suitable goals."

"That's OK!"

Uh ...

"Finally back." Muria walked through the gate of the void and returned to the spectacle of void constructed by the three clans. On top of the portal of the Realm of Transcendence, he looked down at the faint light, and could not see the margins. Sighed with the world barriers.

"Pretentious." Michelangela also appeared behind Muria, humming. In her opinion, her husband has already completed the reincarnation for the third time. He should be used to it, and still sigh.

"Go and see our sons and daughters!"

"You go, I won't go." Muria shook her head and refused. As the saying goes, wealth returns home, but he is still far from being rich, so there is no need to enter the world.

"Then I call them over?" Michelangela raised her eyebrows, probably knowing the reason, and also dispelled her plan to go to the borderless world.

"Call them over." Muria nodded and answered.

Suddenly Muria had just returned and talked with Michelangela for a few words, the void in front of him was shattered by a mighty tear, revealing a primitive and wild world.

"Muriya, you ... uh?" Sitting on the top of the mountains, looking at his descendants, just staring at what he wanted to say, his eyes were slightly fixed, and his eyes became serious.

"Grandfather!" Muria was not surprised to see this grandfather who gave himself a strong oppression in this way, bowing slightly to him.

"What did you do this time out?"

克 Archimonde looked at his grandson. In his eyes, just over a hundred years ago, Muria's body had undergone almost earth-shaking changes.

Although it seems that Muria's strength has not changed much from a hundred years ago, and even the breath has not changed much.

But if you sense it carefully, you can see that there is a powerful force in his body that is not inferior to him, and he is trying to merge this power into his own use.

"Swallowed an evil **** alive?"

Ackmond asked with a weird look, because it was his most intuitive feeling. The power that was totally different from his grandson was epic.

"No." Muria froze when he heard his grandfather's words, then quickly shook his head, then he nodded again, "but it's almost the same."

"Talk about your experience this time." Archimonde became interested, and it seemed that his grandson had encountered something very interesting this time.

When Grandpa made such a request, Muria naturally would not refuse, and it was not a big deal anyway. On the contrary, his grandfather could also give him advice. He could not fully grasp the power of the seven plague deities, and could only use it indirectly. Always separated by a layer.

Alas, Muria briefly described his experience this time to Archimonde.

"How do I fully control the power of the Seven Plague Demon Gods?" After briefly describing it to make Archimonde understand the beginning and end of his experience, Muria raised his own question.

"The power of this demon, you can use it, right?"

"Yes." Muria nodded.

"I have an optimal solution."

"What?" Muria's eyes looked expectant.

"Fight!" Archimonde resolutely answered. He looked at Mu Guiying, nodded slowly, and then continued to speak, "Fighting is the best way to know and master strength."

那 "That ..." Muria set his gaze on his grandfather, his eyes eager to try. Archimonde, the Savage Lord, is definitely qualified to be his opponent.

"I'm talking about the loser's death, the winner's life." Seeing the expectations in Muria's eyes, Archimonde did not hesitate to sever his thoughts.

He doesn't want to fight with his grandson, or to be a companion, because there is no fun at all.

"Who can I look for?" Muria's face was undisguised, revealing disappointment.

"I'll arrange this, you are ready."

After Xun left a word, the ripped void gap healed quickly, and the vision in front of Muria's eyes was restored to the original darkness and tranquility of the void.

"Ready?" Muria touched her chin, her eyes revealing.

"Bring me!" While Muria was thinking, Michaelella's voice sounded coldly beside him.

"What?" Muria had a helpless look on her face.

"Bring me during the battle." Michelangela made his request, and everything she just saw was in her eyes. She naturally knew that the Lord of the Wilderness asked Muria to prepare for why.

"I refuse!" Muria replied without hesitation, how can such a thing bring his wife, this is not to go sightseeing.

"I allow you to reorganize your language." Michelangela pulled out a battle sword lingering in crimson blazing flames, and behind her, the holy wings unfolded one after another.

"It's no use threatening you. I can't promise you this kind of thing." Muria looked at her partner's new posture, especially the sixth pair of wings that she had never had before, and her face seemed very relaxed. .

铮 ～

The crimson sword rushed up the sky, and it seemed to divide the whole dark void into two, which was enough to spread the epic coercion comparable to God, and disturbed the eyes of countless beings. Before these existences bet their gazes over, this long and unknown sword stalk slashed down against Muria.

"You really do it." Muria shook her head when she saw her partner cut out a mighty sword that was powerful enough to split the land of a small world, then raised her hand and grabbed it.

After Muria stretched out his palm, his palm was in the sight of Michelangela, expanding wildly at a frightening speed, filling her vision, and between her husband's palm fingers, a chain of order emerged Then interweave.

的 The sound of undulating tidal sounds in the dead void, the humid air mixed with the smell of sea water is filled, and the blue ocean emerges in the palm of Muria.

"Muria, you look down on people!" Seeing that Muria had evolved into a sea in accordance with the law, Michaelella was a little angry.

The reason she attacked Muria was to prove herself to Muria. She knew that Muria felt that she had just gone to the epic to fight with her peers. It was too dangerous ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ I was worried about her.

But Michelangela was so annoyed by this kind of care, so there was this scene, but she did not expect that Muria actually used the power that she had just obtained and could not fully grasp to confront herself.

"It's not good to wait." Muria was helpless when she saw the more angry Michaelia. At this time, the sword-sword that Michelangela cut off also fell on the wangyang he evolved.

Michealella's ascension epic completely controlled the rules, after undergoing a transformation of the fiery celestial scorch burning the ocean in the palm of Muria's palm, the seawater was evaporated in large quantities, almost no resistance ...

At the same time when Muria was awkward with the couple Michelangela, Archimonde, who had an idea, contacted several epic Titans who had left Erasia to the ancestral level of other world communities.

"Are there any evil gods at the source or pseudo-level? My grandson needs a fight now?"

"Your grandson? Who?" A few horrifying spirits ignored the long distance between the world communities, and communicated directly with Archimonde who was in the world.

"Muriya."

"Oh, I have an impression."

"Can he fight the evil gods now? I remember he has not been promoted to epic for three hundred years."

"Okay, he swallowed the power of an evil god." Archimonde briefly described Muria's experience.

这样 "So, I have a good choice here, let him come over."