Paradise of Demonic Gods

As Fang Xingjian repelled the news of Alexander and spread it, the whole empire was stunned. Countless forces and powerful people were shocked by the power of Fang Xingjian. History has once again changed because of one's strength.

The name of the sword star Fang Xingjian did not go away, becoming the representative of the world's top swordsmanship.

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Star Wuzhou, the location of the Moon God Temple.

The whole sky seems to be burning. In the encirclement of the flames of the sky, a bright moon shrouds the sky above the temple of the moon, turning into a light curtain that wraps up the entire temple of the moon temple.

A flame descends from the sky, like a meteor fire and rains to the light curtain. Every attack is like a catastrophe. The aftermath of the attack brings up the space, but even if it is controlled, it will still turn into a red land and the earth will dry up. Like a desert, even the entire surface has sunk more than 50 meters, leaving only the Moon God Temple standing proudly.

But even then, the light curtain that wraps the temple is getting thinner and thinner, constantly trembled, as if it would collapse at any time. Obviously, under the repeated attacks, it has not been able to support for too long.

The crowds surrounded by mountains and plains surrounded the mountains by more than ten miles. All of them were strong in the various schools of Xingwuzhou, but they were only surrounded by this, because this time the siege of the moon temple The main force is not them.

They just came to watch the war and witnessed the rise of the new master of Xingwuzhou.

When the star Wushu learned to look up, he saw the three men floating in the sky. Among them, the head of the man had two curved horns on his head, and a thick tail grew out of the tail vertebrae. When you have a two-meter-long tail, you can slap the air from time to time and make a thunderous explosion.

It is this monster that emits a horrible flame again and again, and the Moonlight Temple can not be played.

Xingwuzhou Xuexiu sighed: "These wizards are really unscrupulous. Nowadays, the eight major states in the world, I am afraid that other states will fall into the control of the Wizarding Association."

During the speech, his eyes were full of anxiety and despair. The surrounding genres, the family knights, and the legendary knights looked at the three horrible figures in the sky, and they also showed the feeling of sadness in the rabbit.

The knights were so overwhelmed by the wizards that they were so sad that they were sad.

The old man of the Battle Hall also watched the battle with a few disciples. Looking at the moonlight temple without any resistance, it was so passive and defensive, and the color of the eyes was getting heavier and heavier.

A disciple beside him said: "Master, is the knight really not as good as a wizard?"

The old man wants to encourage his disciples, but he looks at the desire of his disciples to look at themselves. Recalling the performance of the temple in the past few days, he just spits out a breath and can't say a word.

The black robe wizards only arrived for three days. On the first day, they severely injured the god-level double blue moonlight, and the god-level blue moon.

Although the blue sacred moon was heavily damaged by Fang Xingjian, but this time has restored the success of the five or six, but still was defeated by the other side.

After that, the ancestor of the Star Palace, the ancestors of the Stars, carried three hundred disciples to support, but did not support it for ten minutes. In the end, they could only rely on the guardian of the Moonlight Temple to passively defend.

The Wizarding Association only had one person.

This battle made many knights in Xingwuzhou see despair. The gap between the knight and the wizard is like a chasm that completely loses the confidence of cultivation. This kind of blow is almost fatal.

In the sky, Fang Xingchen looked coldly at the temple of the moon under his feet. The horns on his head and the tail behind him were thicker than in the past.

The whole person's height reached two meters five, and the body was covered with a layer of purple cuticles. The thick arms seemed to contain the violent power of volcanoes.

With every wave of his palm, hundreds of thousands of high-temperature plasma fires poured out, carrying the power to burn everything toward the moon temple.

At this moment, with the support of the red black magic, the appearance of the red evil spirit is getting closer and closer.

Among the twelve sorcerers, one of the wizards who are best at frontal combat, the higher the red sorcerer's cultivation, the closer the physical structure will be to the red evil spirit.

As a disciple of the Black Witch King, Fang Xingchen can directly get the guidance of the Red Witch King, plus the heavens and the earth and the infinite resource blessing. Later, he got the Golden Witch to personally display the black magic, let him master in advance. The strength of self-cultivation after three years.

Although the price is that he will not be able to grow his strength by relying on his own cultivation for the next six years, but he has also stepped into the level of God.

The strength of three years of cultivation is achieved in advance, but the price is not able to gain strength from self-cultivation for six consecutive years.

However, Fang Xingchen knows that even if he can't cultivate himself, he is confident that there are too many shortcuts in this age of change.

Not to mention this, Fang Xingchen understands that he may not be able to catch up with the pace of the Star Sword in his life. In order to be able to take revenge and sacrifice the cultivation and growth of the district for several years, what is counted?

Once again, a group of plasma fires slammed down like a plasma cannon on the light curtain outside the temple of the moon, watching the constantly trembled light curtain, Fang Xingchen’s mouth showed a sneer: "Almost, ready Fight, it can take up to five minutes to break the mosquito barrier."

In front of him, the two nodded. In addition to a black robe wizard, there was a man with a red skin and a small horn on his head. It was Fang Qian’s younger brother, Fang Xingchen’s apostle.

After Fang Xingjian escaped, Li Shuanghua chose a genius from the family to be the apostle of Fang Xingchen. This evil black magic uses the power of blood to combine the lives of the two.

Fang Xingchen can not only borrow the power of the apostles, but also transfer the injuries to the other side.

Fang Xingchen looked at the moonlight temple with his feet under the storm, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

‘That blue moon, is your woman Fang Fangjian? I will let her know what is real hell, even if you want to pay interest in advance. ’

Ever since he knew that the Black Witch King had to go to Star Wuzhou, he couldn’t wait to lead the team. The purpose was very simple, just to retaliate against Fang Xingjian.

The flame of hatred burned in his eyes, and the incandescent flame burned from his palm.

But in the next moment, a will descends from the sky and blasts in the minds of the three.

"Mi live!"

Fang Xingchen said, "Master?"

"Go, retreat."

Fang Xingchen said: "But I am going to succeed, and all the people in Wuzhou are watching, we have withdrawn this time..."