Fantasy: Start with three thousand holy realms and create the Yama Palace!

One hundred and eight seats were packed.

Those who got a seat were full of joy, but their expressions couldn't be concealed. Those who didn't get a seat were full of disappointment, looking enviously at the seats that were supposed to be theirs.

Feng Chen stood beside Cang Jue, and behind him stood the Demon Lord of the World. Their faces were expressionless, like an expressionless face.

On the other hand, although Cang Jue was very restrained, his eyes could not hide his excitement.

Who wouldn't be happy to sit on the throne of the Son of God?

In fact, Cang Jue was powerful, but Nai He chose Wu Xian as his opponent.

Who would have known that Xia Ge would take down Wujiang later, and Cang Jue, who had no chance to sit on the throne of the Son of God, would be able to sit on it again?

"Brother Xia Ge, I knew you were hiding something!"

Cang Jue looked at Xia Ge, his eyes full of admiration, and said.

This time he was completely convinced. He didn't expect that Xia Ge would be so strong after his rebirth. At the peak of the Tao King Realm in the early stage, he could directly pick off Taoists like Wujiang. The future of a strong man in the late king realm is limitless.

Cang Jue can't imagine how terrifying his strength will be when Xia Ge reaches boundless cultivation. Wouldn't it mean that those in the Dao Zun realm will be a little more afraid of it?

Xia Ge's performance Judging from his strength, Cang Jue felt that his previous decision was too wise, and it was the best way to make friends with him. This was true before, and it is even more true now.

Hold on to Xia Ge, and his position as the Son of God will be smooth. Half.

Xia Ge nodded, said nothing, and looked at the other seats.

All one hundred and eight seats were occupied, and almost every seat had one or two diners, of course, two at most.

Looking around, Along the banks of the Luoshui River, one hundred and eight seats were lined up. The Son of God seat was the most conspicuous. There were dragon heads inlaid on the top of the backrests of the seats. Their eyes were red, which was a unique symbol of the undead vampire clan.

Then It is a throne. There is a unicorn head inlaid on the throne. The eyes are also red and filled with murderous intent. The venerable person is sitting on a phoenix.

The top of the throne is a tiger head.

One hundred and eight seats are arranged in special positions. Looking from a distance, there is a faint coercion that makes ordinary people unable to help but feel the desire to worship.

Feng Chen's eyes circled around the seats and found that Wujiang was also there, and it was a throne.

But Feng Chen thought about it. I think, with Wujiang's status, without the Son of God, a throne is not a problem.

And Lan Shou, Tu Bo, and Ah Hui beside Cang Jue are all in the throne. It can be seen that they are all first-rate. Masters, but slightly inferior to those in the Son of God

"Your wonderful performances have been projected through the mirror world. Your wonderful duels and amazing talents are enough to inspire the Undead Vampires. You are the mainstay of the Undead Vampires' future. I hope you can create a prosperous future for the Undead Vampires.!"

An old man in cloth stepped in the air, came to the crowd, and said loudly.

The old man's hair was snow-white and wrinkled, but his temperament was not old-fashioned at all. Instead, he had the air of an unworldly immortal.

"For the prosperity of our clan, we will shed all our blood!"

An immortal blood clan member stood up with an excited expression and raised his arms and shouted.

Then, all the monks in the small world raised their arms and shouted. The sound was deafening, penetrating the mountains and seas, and reverberating throughout the world.

Feng Chen was not with them among them. Same, after all, he is not from the Immortal Vampire Clan.

However, many of the disciples raised their arms and shouted because of face or pressure.

Seeing the same hatred of the Undead Vampire Clan, Feng Chen felt nothing but emotion in his heart.

Such a spirited human race It doesn't exist now, and it's very dangerous.

Once people are in high positions, they will relax, and the same is true for the human race. The human race and the weird race are at odds, but only a small part of them are at war. Most of the areas are still at peace, without any threat. , it cannot be denied that the human race is powerful, but if there is no race without a sense of crisis, then this race will be easily eroded.

Feng Chen understands that for the current undead blood race, the human race can only make friends, not enemies!

Feng Chen glanced at the throne of the Son of God. Cang Jue, who is sitting on the bed, secretly thinks about whether Cang Jue is qualified to be the Son of God.

Cang Jue's nature is actually not bad. His stubbornness and bloodthirsty are not problems. These can be changed. This is how Cang Jue feels about himself..

Feng Chen saw respect for the strong from Xia Ge's eyes, which was a good phenomenon. With his own strength displayed here, it is not impossible to lead Cang Jue to the right path.

"Have you seen Luo Shui in front of you? This is a magical river. The sons of gods of all ages have been baptized by Luo Shui to forge their bodies and refine their souls."

The old man's voice sounded, interrupting Feng Chen's thoughts.

Feng Chen looked towards the old man, trying to see the old man's face clearly, but found that the old man's figure seemed to be in the fog, and he couldn't see the old man's true face clearly. face

"Demon Lord, what is the cultivation level of this old man?"

Feng Chen quietly sent a message to the World Demon Lord.

His cultivation level is too low, and the World Demon Lord must be able to tell.

"At least it has reached a life-or-death situation!"

The World Demon Lord looked solemn and sent a message to Feng Chen.

You must know that the World Demon Lord is in the Thousand Questions Realm. Although the World Demon Lord can leapfrog the enemy without any problem, the old man in front of him makes the World Demon Lord give birth to a kind of Feeling powerless!

Feng Chen gasped, a life-threatening situation, this is a height that allows him to look far away.

Of course, this is not the key, the key is whether his hidden face will be seen through, and whether the World Demon Lord will take action It was noticed that the appearance of this old man undoubtedly restricted part of Feng Chen's heartbeat.

This means that future actions must be cautious.

"Luoshui, also known as the spring of life, has a very significant effect on the recovery of injuries. People who are near death can be brought back to life, people who are seriously injured can be revived, and people whose life is approaching can be extended."

The old man continued.

After hearing this, everyone looked excited. These were all things in rumors before, but today they are going to see it with their own eyes, or they are going to get it!

Such a good thing is both priceless and unmarketable!

"Eight of the Sons of God!"

The old man pointed with his empty hand, and eight vials flew out of his sleeves, flying in front of the eight Sons of God respectively.

Cang Jue also got a bottle, and he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes as he took the vial.

"Brother Xia Ge, it’s up to you!"

Cang Jue sent a message to Feng Chen.

Feng Chen was stunned for a moment, and then used his soul to explore the vial.

Cang Jue opened the vial to facilitate Feng Chen's exploration.

Almost at the same time, other people also opened the vial.

When the vial was opened, a stream of rich The life energy spurts out. Just taking a breath will make your whole body feel comfortable, your bones will rattle, and your cultivation will increase significantly.

"The space is so big!"

After Fengchen investigated, he was a little surprised.