Paradise of Demonic Gods

The outer space of the earth, inside a huge cosmic space station.

A man with a golden light covering his body floated in the space station, and the golden light turned into a line of silk erupting from his brain, connected to the computer of the space station, and a group of experimental data continued to be in his eyes. Sweep through.

This man is the head of the Golden Legion, and also the patriarch of the Bella family, the absolute leader of the Golden Army, Edward.

Just then, a projection appeared in front of him, a golden warrior half-squatting. He is one of the generals among the Golden Legion, named Barnett.

But even if he is second only to the head of the army in the Golden Legion, under one person, above the 10,000 people, there are only a few other people who can be compared.

At this moment, in front of Edward, only a thick reverence can be seen on his face.

"What happened?"

Admiral Barnett said: "Adult, Claude died in the Kunlun Snowfield. The head of the White Legion replaced a man named Fang Xingjian.

According to the information we have obtained, Claude’s death is related to this Fang Xingjian. ”

The big event of hearing the death of Claude and the substitution of the leader of the White Legion seems to be unable to cause a glimpse of Edward’s heart.

Just listen to him faintly said: "Just these?"

"Hey..." Admiral Barnett gave a slight glimpse and nodded.

There seems to be only a myriad of experimental data in Edward’s eyes, only to listen to him: "I know."

Barnett groaned and asked: "The big man, do we need to act?"

Edward coldly said: "When I finish this set of experiments, I will say."

"But the book of wisdom..."

"No problem." In the space of space, the gravitational and electromagnetic forces have changed at the same time, the light began to distort, and Edward's body has a glimmer of glory.

"Besides me, above this star, who else is qualified to master the book of wisdom?" Edward's tone of course said: "Put out the news of the book of wisdom, let them bite the dog, I finished this set of experiments." Just go and clean up the mess."

Seeing the spatial changes in front of him, the reverence of Barnett's face is more intense, and the heart secretly sighs: ‘As the collection progress of the book of wisdom continues to increase, the strength of the army leader grows more and more horrible.

The people of other legions will never understand how much Edward’s adults are leading them.

This is knowledge, the absolute gap brought by wisdom. ’

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In the small world of the sacred space, Fang Xingjian is holding a book in his hand and looking at it with relish.

In front of him, the long bones of the white bones fluttered and flickered, just like the shuttle in the void.

The body of the immortal Son slowly emerged from the sword, and nodded with satisfaction and said: "There is finally separation."

During this time, the immortal Son has been retreating in the body of Fang Xingjian, but he has inadvertently come up with a solution that is not the way. That is, like the god-level powerhouse, he transfers his consciousness to an artifact.

Among the four Excaliburs, the long bones of the white bones are the weakest. The swordsmanship is also too deep and unpredictable because of a sudden sword. It is difficult to progress, but it is the weakest one.

Then he was occupied by the immortal Son, and he was temporarily separated from the body of Fang Xingjian.

Although the white bone sword is weaker, it is enough for the immortal Son now. He turned his head and looked at Fang Xingjian and asked: "Where does the brother see what the doorway is coming?"

In these few days, Fang Xingjian read the books of the White Legion.

Because of the history of this planet, the thirteen-color legion began to appear hundreds of years ago.

The most concentrated in seeking the heart, is naturally the monks of Buddhism, Taoism and other religions.

So from a few hundred years ago, the main force of the White Legion has always been them.

The way they cultivated is to use the ring energy to operate in the way they used to practice. It seems to be a martial art.

Fang Xingjian is now watching the secrets of the White Legion Collection.

When I heard the question of the immortal Son, Fang Xingjian said: "Although the direction was wrong at the beginning, it has also come a long way. After all, hundreds of years of practice have allowed them to exert some of the power of the ring."

Yes, for hundreds of years, the energy of the white ring has been used to experiment with various exercises and moves. How can it be fruitless, but these results are still too far from the miraculous mainland martial arts. After all, the world The extraordinary power history is too short.

The immortal Son said: "The six levels of God's level are absolutely dangerous. Since we want to help the White Legion to dominate the world, I am afraid that the strength of the White Legion and the other 12-color legions will vary greatly."

Fang Xingjian added: "Or on this planet, there is still hidden power that we don't know."

The immortal Son decided to nod his head and they all understood the six dangers of God. It was absolutely not that simple.

At the same time, Long Yaodao walked with more than a dozen people who also wore robes in the gap of the holy white, and walked slowly toward the direction of Fang Xingjian.

These politicians are really the White Legionnaires who have rushed back from the outside world in response to the call of the Dragon Pulse.

Behind him, a middle-aged Daogu two eyebrows raised high, with double white spots and eyes suffocating. At first glance, it was a very, very unspeakable person. It was one of the white army generals. Taoist nun.

In addition to the head of the army, the thirteen-color legion is divided into the ranks of the generals, the school, the sergeants, and the soldiers. The ranks are divided into generals, lieutenants, and generals.

Yan Dao, a general of the rank of the general, is already the top figure of the White Legion.

At this moment, she was behind the dragon's long road, and her face was dissatisfied: "Uncle Shi, why should we listen to the kid? He is amazing, we can't make a big fight with him."

If you fight, you will die. Who are the people of our White Legion, who will be afraid of death?

Now, in order to survive, surrender and give in, what else to ask, what to do?

These days, my heart is uncomfortable, and I can't even enter it. ”

Long pulse road shook his head and his eyes flashed through the thick colors of admiration.

Since the Fang Xingjian showed its unfathomable strength that day, and broke out the ring energy enough to fill the gap of the entire white space, Longchuan Road has a long-changing attitude, and the attitude toward Fang Xingjian is respectful to the extreme.

At the moment, when he heard what Yan Daogu said, he shook his head and said, "You don't understand. This person's body contains the shadow of the avenue. Follow him and observe him. When he is close to him, I can feel the atmosphere of the avenue.

Just follow him and I will have hope.

The so-called slogan is dead, but what about the face? ”