Paradise of Demonic Gods

The West Coast of the Miracle, the capital of the Federal Republic of Ulanlis, the headquarters of the Wizards Association, the City of Mirage.

At the center of the city, all the buildings are enveloped in a thin mist.

Unlike the city of the sky in the imperial capital, the phantom city of the Wizards Association is said to have been transferred to a different space. Although it can be seen, it can be heard, but if it is not allowed, it will never enter.

The tallest tower in the center of the Mirage City, this tower with a height of a thousand meters, is the first strongest of the Wizarding Association, the magic tower of the Black Witch King.

At this moment, Fang Xingchen, who belongs to the third generation of Fangjia, is kneeling on the ground. This test has the talent of the red robe wizard who has been under the black witch king. He has been practicing in the city of Mirage for the past two years.

I saw that the six-year-old Fang Xingchen has grown to be about the size of a 13-year-old child. He is 1.5 meters tall and has a scorpion meat.

Especially when the face is mature and resolute, I can't see that it is only six years old.

And there are two small meat packs on his forehead. It seems that something is brewing in it. Obviously, he has grown up in the black magic of the red robe in the past two years.

Then he saw that he fell to the ground at this moment, and his eyes were filled with the hatred of the bones: "Master, my parents, grandmothers are all killed by Fang Xingjian's beast. Please take a shot, kill Fang Xingjian and avenge me."

In front of Fang Xingchen, there is an old man who is dry and looks like a squat. The old man sits on a rocking chair and swings back and forth with the shaking of the chair.

When I heard Fang Xingchen’s words, the old man said slowly: “Star, this kind of thing, I will not shoot.

A square star sword in the district, even the level of the gods have not reached the street, I have to shoot? It’s really a crazy line, and people will laugh when they pass out.

When you come out and mix, the most important thing is a face, no face, no heart, no will, you can't even cultivate a ghost. ”

Fang Xingchen raised his head in dissatisfaction and said: "But..."

The black witch king frowned and patted the chair and said: "Isn't that the dead father and mother? When I was out of the age of ten, the whole family was fed by the enemy Shenjiang. Isn't it good now?

If you want to take revenge, you will cultivate yourself. After a few years, according to the street food, this is called the rule. ”

Fang Xingchen’s underground head, with a gloomy face, is obviously not satisfied with the result.

At this moment, a gray mist slowly floated in from the window, forming a group of vague people.

The black witch’s eyes are slightly slanted, and the scar on his face is more obvious: “Grayworm? You are not dead yet? Dare to come to me, not afraid of the silver madman hacking you?”

The comer is one of the top figures of the gray robe wizard, the high-level behind the earth temple, the gray robe wizard king.

When I heard the words of the Black Witch King, the gray mist slowly shook and turned into an ugly big worm. He laughed and said: "The old ghost, you haven't seen it for many years, you are still so ugly. The silver madman is afraid of hacking most. People are you, no time to find me trouble.

The world has evolved, and the concentration of etheric fans will increase by a thousand times. The speed of practice will be faster and faster, and the real road after God level will soon be opened. The guys of the truth gods don’t know how many times this time. Master. ”

"You just came over and said this to me?" The black witch sneered: "When did our wizarding associations fear them? What are you doing, and then don't say, I will pinch your worm."

The avatar of the worm king smiled and said: "Fang Xingjian, this guy is from the earth? He killed us several people, I am here, just ask, does he have anything to do with you?"

Hearing the words of Fang Xingjian, Fang Xingchen’s eyes flashed a ray of light. The black witch king shook his head and said, “You want to move him? It’s not our people, it’s from the earth itself, it’s like the earth and The miracle of the miracle, with the miraculous body, also cultivated the empire's knight's way."

The gray worm showed a satisfied smile: "Understood, then we have nothing to worry about."

The Black Witch King dismissed: "He is now in the Magic Capital. You gray robes, no power of the evil spirits, no use at all, went to the magic capital, beware of being killed by him."

"Oh, this is not necessary for you to say, we naturally have our approach."

"Let's go."

......

The miracle continent went north, crossed the grassland kingdom iron lion Wang Ting, crossed the Maxwell Papal State where the headquarters of the Truth was located, and came to the northernmost point of the miracle continent, and came to this frosty country.

It is different from the empire's city to the state to the royal family. It is different from the federal system of the wizarding association. It is different from the grassland style of the Iron Lion King Court. It is different from the slavery system of the Shahi Kingdom, and is different from the religious state of the Papal State.

Manga, the country in the ice, is still the structure of a primitive tribe.

The leader of all tribes is called the king.

The savage king of this generation is the secluded wolf Zachs of the Frostwolf tribe.

Now, in the Frostwolf tribe, a silver-haired man is lying next to the campfire and watching the barbecue on the campfire silent.

The silver-haired man looks like he is about thirty or forty years old, his skin is delicate, his body is slender and powerful, and his eyes reveal the endless vicissitudes.

Beside his side, the strongest of the garners, the generation of the savage king, the secluded wolf Zachs who stepped into the gods for more than 20 years is squatting on the ground, helping the silver-haired man to roast, and the respectfulness of his expression is unprecedented.

Suddenly, the tent was opened, and a young man with short silver hair came in. With his entry, the **** smell of a strand of blood rushed into the face, as if it had turned into the nose of everyone.

Asked about this **** smell, the Nether Wolf almost collapsed. He looked at the young woman with short silver hair and said, "What have you done!"

The young man with short silver hair didn't look at him, just looking at the middle-aged man and said: "Master, **** all killed."

The middle-aged man nodded, and Zacs was angry. "Who are you? Who are you? Why do you want to wash my Frostwolf tribe!"

At this time, once the ice sheet was slanted, the invincible secluded wolf was completely collapsed and angry.

Originally he was hunting happily with several elders and priests, knowing that the two people in front of him fell from the sky.

Among them, the middle-aged people did not do it. Only the young people took out their hands and defeated all the elders and priests of the Frostwolf tribe.

As the strongest person in the ice field, he did not even take a punch.

Including him, a total of three god-level powerhouses, more than twenty 29-level warriors, even the other side can not block a face.

Hearing the cry of the Nether Wolf, the silver-haired middle-aged slanted him and said: "You Frostwolf tribe and other tribes fight, it is a weak meat, I don't care.

But a month ago, after you defeated the Shadow Wolf tribe, not only slaughtered the soldiers, but also the women and children, burned the pregnant women, tortured the girls, and dug up the children in the stomach to kill them.

The whole Shadow Wolf tribe became a **** on earth, which made me very unhappy.

Let me... very unhappy.

Don't kill you, I can't sleep tonight. ”

Said, Yinfa middle-aged shook his head: "You are too unproductive to do things." (To be continued.)