Paradise of Demonic Gods

Recently, the mainland has been rumored to be rumored to be the treasure of the Sun God Emperor. It is said that it hides the inheritance of the Sun God Emperor. Now it is ready to resist the seventh impact.

This treasure is divided into seven parts. All of the seven treasures have the treasure of the sun god, but only one is true. It has the inheritance of the sun god.

Who is the Emperor of the Sun, the first protagonist who unified the entire continent more than 10,000 years ago, led the entire continent, and gathered the resources of the heavens and earth to resist the second impact. It is said to have broken through the existence of the god-level nine-fold, completely mythical and legendary. .

Such a legendary figure, the treasure he left behind, the legacy he left behind, who would be uninterested? Even knowing that this news may be fake.

Even if it is a rational person, it is difficult to keep calm in the face of such temptation. Even if the weaker person knows the news, he will not be able to think about it. Maybe he will get this treasure by his adventure?

The whole continent has also been stirred up by the storm. Even the empire is in turmoil, and the news of Fang Xingjian’s attack on the southern part of the mainland has been suppressed.

Even if you know that this treasure may be fake, but for the possibility of that, countless people have also acted.

Now across the continent, countless forces, countless warriors, all are excited about the seven treasures of the Sun God Emperor.

The news, the high-level empire has naturally received.

Ferdinand said: "The seven treasures, according to rumors, are in the empire, one in the desert, one in the grassland, and the remaining four in the north."

"Send someone to check it out?" Fang Xingjian said with a cold voice: "This shows that someone is pushing the waves. The treasure of the Sun God Emperor, if someone really knows, how could it burst out?"

Ferdinand said with a wry smile: "It is a pity that people are difficult to keep rational in the face of this temptation. The whole continent is now turbulent, and countless people are looking for these seven treasures. We also sent people to the empire, the desert and the grasslands. The treasure house on it, but most people did not find it, and a few people were missing."

“Hey?” Fang Xingjian accidentally said: “Is it missing?”

"Yes, those treasures seem to be in another space, the same area, some people can find it, some people have not found it." Ferdinand frowned and said: "Many people found are missing, but others have reappeared. All of them lost their memories of staying inside, but they all darted."

Fang Xingjian smiled coldly: "In this case, there are more people who want to go in."

“It’s true.” Ferdinand said: “Would you like Tyrant to go in and explore?”

To the present position of Fang Xingjian, it is naturally impossible for him to explore in person. Even if he wants to send a god-level power to explore, Fang Xingjian is not willing. After all, this seems to him to be a false news.

Moreover, he already has another idea.

Just as everyone is paying attention to the rumors of the seven treasures of the Sun God, he can take the opportunity to do something.

Thinking of this, he thought again, is it the behind-the-scenes person who made this rumor, but also wants to take the opportunity to attract everyone's attention to do something?

What Fang Xingjian wants to do is to let the god-level powerhouses of his men use the method of bimonthly projection to smash into the sky, and all of them in a short time, when everyone’s attention is drawn to the past. Improve one round of strength.

In this way, he can safely leave and attack the six-level god.

So in the next few days, Tyrande, Prince Philip, Four Emperors, Blue Moon, Blue Holy Moon, and the ancestors of the stars were all summoned to the Emperor by Fang Xingjian.

As for other god-level powerhouses, such as the great imperial son who was under house arrest, the Holy Fire Pope sent to crush the desert, and the Goshawk Zuo Xianwang who was temporarily revived in the Imperial Capital, after all, he was eliminated by Fang Xingjian with the power of ninety-nine. It has not been fully restored until now, or if he personally sits on the grassland, the grassland will not be confused now.

Of course, he was detained in the Imperial Capital, which made the grassland into chaos. It was originally a step in which Fang Xingjian eroded the grassland and strangled the grassland warriors.

Although these people are all god-level powers, they have also invested in the name of Fang Xingjian, but in fact they are not trusted by Fang Xingjian. Of course, he will not provide them with the method of bimonthly projection.

In the next few days, the six god-level powerhouses paired with each other and began to become familiar with the law of the two-month projection. The Tyran and Philippine love kings are all three-level gods. They are a group, and the blue sacred moon and the ancestors of the stars are the same gods. Level three, a group.

The Blue Moon and the Four Emperors are just two steps into the **** level, and they are also a group.

Just six people and three groups, Fang Xingjian hopes that they will go further through this two-month projection method.

Just a few days after they ran into each other, Fang Xingjian split a detachment and crossed the sky, driving at the speed of light to Beize, and over the wolf.

Today is the date of the agreement between the immortal Son and the Fang Xingjian.

The Wolf Lake is a lonely mountain on the border of the grassland. The lonely hill stands on the vast land, like a wild wolf that screams to the sky.

There are bare stones on the entire mountain wall, almost no grass.

Just above the top of the cliff in Wolf Lake, a white robe man stood quietly. All the white robe was a golden rune. Every rune was constantly distorted, just like an active one. Like the book, it seems to record the hidden secrets between heaven and earth.

The man seems to be in his early thirties, face like a jade, graceful, giving a feeling of romantic scholars.

Behind the man, the light and shadow flashed, and Fang Xingjian slowly stepped out of the gap.

If the white robe man is like a scholar, he is sloppy and demeanor.

Then Fang Xingjian, a loose black robe, is like the temptation of the devil. The pale skin and bright red lips seem to contain a magical charm, tempting everything in the world to rush to him.

Seeing the square star sword in front of me, the man’s gaze couldn’t help but sing a little light: “A good sword.”

"Imperial Son?" Fang Xingjian's martial will and the other side collided in midair, faintly said: "What are you looking for?"

The immortal Son looked at Fang Xingjian deeply and said: "Really, really like."

"You said the pope of the last generation?" asked Fang Xingjian.

"Yes, you and the pope of the previous generation have similar points, but your temperament is completely different." The immortal saint sighed: "Do you know why the extraordinary Son and the Son of Haiti believe that you are a witch?"

Fang Xingjian asked: "Why?"

"Because they are afraid that you will go back and **** their things." The immortal Son said: "Twenty years ago, before the disappearance of the Pope of the previous generation, the Holy Spirit’s strongest gods were divided into three parts and handed over to me, the extraordinary Son and Tianhai Son..."