God-Level Exchange System

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From the moment Song Fei stepped into the magic palace, Song Fei saw one after another cold eyes sweeping around him.

These monsters, not even the most basic hypocrisy, show a strong hostility.

No feast! Song Fei sneered again and again.

Alone, just under the murderous package of the temple, step forward step by step, then stand in the middle of the great hall, and slightly look up at the Demon Emperor Peas.

“You are Optimus.” Peas’ voice is full of majesty, aloof and remote is like a king of the world.

“You’re just Peas?” Song Fei stared directly into Peas’s eyes, his cold eyes staring at him.

Happy Bean coldly said, “Seeing this emperor, why not kneel.”

In a word, Song Fei’s body Murderous Aura rose, hitting the great hall like a tide.

However, for Shadow Devil and the others, these murderous auras could not cause him any substantial harm, and they still looked at Song Fei with a mocking look.

Song Fei said coldly: “Happy beans, you asked me to come, is it because you wrote the invitation wrong?”

“Ha ha ha ha!” Happy Bean laughed, “Sure enough, I have some courage, no wonder I don’t dare to see me kneeling, that’s all, there is a lot of Lord Ben, please sit down, come, and sit down.”

A demon went to the temple and set up a table at the end of the crowd.

There was a smirk on everyone’s face to see how he chose.

Song Fei, regardless of the seat, walked directly to the end, sitting behind the table, squinting his eyes, and looking at the red-haired old man Tang Yunjing in front. They met in Immortal World and had a fight. At this moment, the enemies met, and they were very special. Jealous.

In the seat of the great hall, in addition to Wu Hongling and Tang Yunjing, there is an old old woman, a burly young man, and an Ox-headed Demon clan.

The old woman and the bull’s head, Song Fei can see is Demon Race at a glance. As for the young man, he is working on Five Elements mana, but he does n’t know where he came from. After seeing his identity, they are very well prepared. .

Song Fei sneered at Tang Yunjing, then loudly said, “What about Demoness? Is this how you treat guests with Peas?”

The magician around Happy Bean said: “Qingtian, in this great hall, only the most distinguished guests can enjoy the service of Demoness.”

“Oh!” Song Fei complied, squinting halfway to see what else these people were doing.

Seeing Song Fei’s silence, several people despised Song Fei even more. Only Tang Yunjing, the opposite, was owned by him. Yue Tianyu, who he knew, was not such a vulnerable person.

Tang Yunjing knows that the other party hasn’t fully trusted himself. If this Qingtian is a Demon Realm person, not Yue Tianyu’s Avatar, maybe they first turned their guns to kill themselves, Demon Realm’s xenophobia, but since ancient times.

Happy beans loudly said: “Come, drink.”

“Yes!”

Several Demonesses shook their small waists to the temple, and everyone had the face of beings upside down. Each Demoness had very little clothes on his body, highlighting the fair skin and the sculpted childlike figure.

Each Demoness came with a hip flask to each guest, and then moved towards the guest’s glass.

The so-called drink is bright red with a pungent smell.

Blood, or Human Race.

At first, when the demon blood ants first came to Avatar, they were all killed because Demon King invited him to drink blood.

Today’s Optima Demon Emperor, naturally, will not have the city as before, silently looking at the cup filled with red blood in front of him, but the killing in his heart is getting more and more intense.

Happy beans raise the glass and say aloud with a smile: “Come, have a drink. Optimus, why not raise a glass.”

Song Fei eyes and nose, lightly said: “I never drink human blood.”

Wu Hongling lightly added a sip to the glass, and said lightly: “As a Demon Race, how can you not drink blood? As far as I know, your body is a demon ant. And you are practicing the lost Heaven Devouring Demonic Art , Don’t you drink blood? “

Song Fei lightly said: “Heaven Devouring Demonic Art is a refining creature. It is two things to drink blood directly, even more how, I just do n’t drink human blood, others do n’t refuse, if you are willing to bleed, I will still drink . “

Wu Hongling loudly said: “Morfe, are you Human Race?”

Song Fei sneered again and again, for this issue, directly gave a dismissive expression. .

Happy bean laughed heartily said: “Qingtian, you know, this person’s blood is different from ordinary human blood. If you know the origin, you must like to drink.”

Song Fei kept her posture unchanged, and lightly said, “I would like to hear the details.”

Happy Bean said: “The blood was obtained through drinking and drinking. I heard that the owner of the blood was a Sect Disciple from Human World. They experienced penetrating deeply into Devil Realm, but they were run into by one of my staff. Bring it back directly. Tsk tsk, ten men and six women, all are youngster. The taste of those women is very good. After I enjoyed it, they drained their blood and threw the body to my mount to eat. .Tsk tsk, if you know where those people are, you will probably be more interested in drinking. “

On Song Fei, Murderous Aura was fluctuating, and finally he resisted the discomfort in his heart, and lightly asked, “Oh where is the person.”

Peas looked at Song Fei and gritted his teeth verily: “Apocalypse, Heavenly Sword Sect.”

Song Fei closed his eyes, and secretly thought it did. When he saw Tang Yunjing, he knew that his identity had been exposed. Otherwise, due to the xenophobic characteristics of Demon Realm, Tang Yunjing will never tolerate sitting opposite him.

Most of Heavenly Sword Sect’s disciples are stocked. After giving them the basics, let them go to practice and fight. Not everyone has countless means and hole cards like Song Fei, and not as much as Song Fei, every time they have bad luck.

There are a lot of people who die in Heavenly Sword Sect every year. In this age of natural competition, if you want to be an immortal, you must have the awareness of death. Everyone is here.

He is not a nanny, and he cannot protect every disciple closely.

Song Fei’s heart mourned for those unfortunate disciples, and then put everyone in the great hall on the death list.

On the throne, Peas looked at Song Fei below with a smirk and said, “Qingtian, hearing the identity of these people, does it make you have the urge to drink a bite, haha, ha ha ha ha.”

Later, Peas drank a full cup of blood, and then others, even Tang Yunjing, drank the blood.

Song Fei held up the wine glass and spun silently, looking at the pattern and blood color on the wine glass. In the eyes of everyone, he breathed lightly into the wine glass. The wine glass in his hand was silent with a full glass of blood. Disintegrated into the most basic particles, then lightly said: “Rest in peace, leave the rest to me.”

The magician around Happy Bean screamed, “Qingtian, Your Majesty’s drink, can you destroy it at will, disable to tell good from bad, you are bringing about one’s own destruction.”