Paradise of Demonic Gods

"White Legion? What is this?" Fang Xingjian looked at his finger in surprise, with a pure white ring firmly fixed on his index finger, and a strong force was passively transmitted from it.

Fang Xingjian can feel that there is boundless power.

Just as he wondered what it was, a voice came from his mind and it was the voice of the immortal Son.

"I feel...this is very similar to the power of the God of Truth."

"God of truth? Wait... you..." Fang Xingjian’s eyes burst into the sword, and he finally realized what was so strong in his body that it was abnormal.

The immortal Son said with a wry smile: "It may be that the two-month projection has produced some kind of change, and we fit together."

Fang Xingjian's martial arts will madly sweep his body, feeling that the power of the body in his body, about two-fifths does not belong to him, not even listen to his control.

That is the power of the immortal Son, who came to this world, because of the accidents cast by the two months, they were united.

Just as Fang Xingjian was in trouble for the situation in front of him, there were two flashes of light in the sky, and the power of the scorpion was radiated from it.

"Come back?"

Fang Xingjian brows a pick, directly into a gap in the space, but a purple light seems to ignore the space, directly followed, a flash came to the other hand of Fang Xingjian.

"The square star sword from the earth, you have the ability to transmit love to people, you belong to the purple army."

A cold sigh, the right hand of Fang Xingjian being put on the ring has been broken down by him. Then he flashed the whole person, broke the atmosphere and came to the outer space.

But after the disintegrated right hand was restored, the purple ring was still worn intact on his hand, and the silver ring in the other light trailed all the way, and even went straight through the space, disappeared and appeared on his left hand.

In an instant, the silver energy burst out, as if it were a sun filled the sky.

"The immortal Son from the miracle continent, you have the ability to carry out justice, welcome to join the Silver Legion."

In an instant effort, Fang Xing's body has two more rings. There are a total of white, purple and silver rings. Each one can feel the power of a stock, as if it is not used. Inexhaustible.

"This is...the power of the devils." The immortal saint sighed: "What is going on in this world?"

"Devil..." Fang Xingjian suddenly reacted: "No, double-month projection makes people invest in a world. But I and the immortal Son, one from the earth, one from the miracle world.

According to the truth, I should go to the parallel world of the earth, and the immortal Son should go to the parallel world of the miraculous continent.

We are from two different worlds. Is this bimonthly projection a cause of change? ’

Just as Fang Xingjian thought about this, the immortal Son said: "Someone is coming, no matter what, let us hide and understand the situation in this world."

Fang Xingjian nodded slightly, and the next moment the body flashed, disappeared into the starry sky. He did not even return to the planet under his feet, but turned into an invisible wave, flying at the speed of light toward another nearby planet.

Shortly after his disappearance, the three rays of white, silver, and purple descended from the sky, like three invisible forces violently colliding together.

Countless wills are passed back and forth among them.

"What happened? The ring automatically chooses the Lord. How long hasn't happened like this."

"Search hard to find the behind-the-scenes master!"

"Three rings, at least three people have illegally gained extraordinary power, find them, kill them! Let them learn to fear."

......

On the orange-red surface, there are deserts everywhere. Seen by the naked eye, all are sand dunes and gravel, and no liquid water can be seen.

Sand and dust are suspended in the atmosphere, and from time to time you can see a sandstorm.

Looking up, because the atmosphere is too thin, the dust particles are large and large, and the red light from the sun is scattered, making the entire sunset look blue.

Here is Mars, one of the eight planets in the solar system.

Stepping on the gravel on the surface of Mars, Fang Xingjian looked up at the starry sky and judged the universe he had reached.

‘Is still the parallel universe of the earth? Because of this, I am mainly based on me. After the combination, is it still that I control most of the body and strength? ’

The immortal Son on the other side obviously thought of the same problem and said: "It seems that the world comes from different worlds, reaching different parallel worlds, and the method of bimonthly projection has also changed."

Fang Xingjian nodded and figured out the problem of fit. He and the immortal Son discussed whether it could be separated.

But once they control their own forces to separate from each other, they feel that there is a lot of confusion between power and strength.

They are like two bottles of ink mixed together, and there is a feeling that it is difficult to distinguish who is who.

"No." I tried it again and found that it was still impossible to separate. The immortal Son decided to give up temporarily: "There is no way to separate it for the time being. It can only be done first."

Fang Xingjian is beginning to observe his life.

The purpose of his use of the fingertips is to get more time, but if his life is not allowed, it makes no sense.

But as in the case of Xuanyou's fascination, after 40 seconds, his life was reduced by one second.

That is to say, the time between the world and the miracle continent is 40 times different, and his life is unaffected.

'well. ’

After judging the basic problem, Fang Xingjian looked at his own palm and saw his left index finger on the ring finger. On the right index finger, there were three rings, which were purple, silver and white.

"What the **** is this?"

Fang Xingjian felt that there was a shocking energy. His thoughts moved slightly, and the whole body burst into an infinite white light. In this light, as long as he thought, it seemed that he could produce anything.

So as his thoughts changed again, the white light around him quickly shaped into various planes, cannons, flying swords, armor, and even a white bird flying in the atmosphere of Mars.

The immortal Son sighs: "Amazing energy, you don't need to understand the principle, understand the cause and effect, you can arbitrarily shape what you want to shape."

Fang Xingjian looked at the various substances of white light shaping, and the interest came up. The thought changed again, so a white city appeared on the surface of Mars.

Everything started from scratch, the building made of reinforced concrete, the busy streets, all kinds of trucks and trucks and cars ran back and forth on the road.

Millions of people walk on the streets, some are eating, some are at work, some are shopping, they are even talking, watching TV shows, using mobile phones.

Every part is as delicate as the real world.

And this is just something that Fang Xingjian created with a thought.