God of Life and Death

The first thousand eight hundred and twenty one chapter four-winged race conditions

"Can it be worthy of being a true immortal? If that's the case, that's fine too!"

Fang Yue nodded, his face was cold, and his cold eyes made people feel a little flustered.

This time is an unprecedented catastrophe that the earth is about to face. If it cannot survive, the whole earth may be reduced to a burial place.

Fang Yue's heart was already a little mad, and even the puppets refined from the chaotic gods and demons had been sacrificed by the four-winged tribe.

Fang Yue understands in his heart that although there are still many dormant powerhouses in the earth, they will either not easily take action. Even if the earth is destroyed, they may not be able to exert the slightest use, or they are some powerhouses who have not recovered their true strength. , There is no problem with dealing with the general sage or even the imaginary immortal, but he is not qualified to challenge the clone formed by the chaos **** and demon.

Although Fang Han is strong, his true body is still trapped outside the endless world, guarded by countless destruction demons.

Even if his clone comes, how much strength can he contribute?

Today's earth is already facing a desperate situation with no chance of winning.

Fang Yue had no idea of ​​victory or defeat in his heart, he could only fight to the death.

Even if it is defeated, these four-winged tribes must be dragged into the water, and those strong tribes who want to carve up the earth will be cultivated!

"Fang Yue, what are you going to do?"

Tu Xingsun felt that the aura on Fang Yue's body was a bit wrong.

Fang Yue has always looked calm and unhurried in his eyes. He has never exuded such a strong murderous intent. This kind of murderous intent has exceeded the constraints of reason, and it is almost crazy like a wild horse!

"No madness, no survival! Don't these people want to carve up the earth? Then I will let them know that they may not be able to eat this piece of fat!"

Fang Yue's voice fell.

Roads of figures flew from all sides of the earth.

These figures are all undercover agents of various races lurking on the earth. The strength of these undercover agents is strong or weak. The weak ones are only at the level of the heaven and earth realm, while the strong ones have reached the level of the saint realm.

But at this moment, no matter which ethnic group they came from, they now have only one identity, sacrifice!

The number of these spies is huge, the sky is overwhelming, and it is dazzling.

The spies all flew in the direction of that coffin.

When their bodies collided with the coffin coffin, they burst into pieces, turned into blood fog, and merged into the coffin coffin.

The coffin trembled, as if it were a greedy devil, sucking and sucking the blood mist and soul trickling around.

And the heart of that immortal bone actually gave birth to a feeling of panic at this moment!

What is this Fang Yue doing?

What kind of existence is hidden in this coffin?

They won't lose, because the puppet of the Chaos Demon God of the Four Wing Race has already been established. It is an existence that transcends the imaginary immortal, and there is no living creature in the universe that can exceed that level!

Immortal bones are comforting themselves.

At the same time, in the void, one after another figure flashed out. These are undercover undercovers of various races hung on the earth. They are experienced and rich, and they are good at camouflage methods, so they should not be discovered.

But at this moment, all of them were taken out of the crowd by Fang Yue one after another.

They didn't know that Fang Yue's soul avenue had reached the point where he could perceive people's hearts. As long as his soul covers the earth, in an instant, he will be able to spot those unruly spies!

For the creatures below the Great Sage, every thought in Fang Yue's heart has been changed to the point where he can see the fire!

The so-called spies and spies have nothing to hide in front of him.

The thumping blood mist exploded one after another.

The coffin Xiang had a strange blush because it had swallowed too much flesh and blood.

This bright red is fascinating and fascinating.

No matter who it is, you only need to look at it to feel that your soul will be deeply involved.

In the coffin, there was a low whimper.

The sound was like weeping, making all the onlookers of the other races fascinated.

"Peter, what are you going to do?" A flying bear clan in the great holy realm suddenly yelled at the companion next to him.

Because he saw that his companion Peter was walking towards the coffin Xiangxiang step by step.

Peter was only at the level of the leader, and he was not qualified to participate in this level of competition. They were originally watching the excitement.

No one wanted to really choose one of the two to surrender.

As a result, reality is not the same as imagined.

Even if he was just watching the show or was involved, Fang Yue didn't plan to let them go.

The power of his soul diffused, and all the alien races who had not reached the sage level at the soul level and experienced life and death were all controlled, turned into unconscious puppets, queuing towards the coffin enjoyment.

Is the qi and blood in the spirits of the leader realm too weak? Is the soul not strong enough?

It doesn't matter, Fang Yue never disliked anyone.

If one is not enough, then two. Anyway, there are so many alien races at the master realm level here. The big deal is that even Martians are also obtained. They are not friendly at first, and sooner or later, they will all be enemies. And solved it cleanly!

The hordes of foreign races at the leader realm level walked toward the coffin Xiang mightily.

This scene is quite spectacular, and makes people feel an inexplicable sense of fear and shock in their hearts!

The blood mist on the coffin became more dense.

And those alien races all glared at each other Yue.

"Fang Yue, are you trying to make the earth and the ten thousand races the enemy? We just watched and never attacked the earth people. Why did you turn all my disciples and disciples into puppets, using their blood and souls? Sacrifice to this evil coffin!"

There was a bear human warrior Fang Yue roaring.

They are not as noble as the four-winged clan, and the disciples in the clan only need to be cultivated a little to become strong at the leader level.

In fact, their family's bloodline is mediocre, and it is completely supported by a huge population base.

The strong at the leader level is already considered the backbone of the bear people.

An average of tens of thousands of bear people can train a bear human warrior at the leader level, and this time, Fang Yue's idea was to summon the bear people at the seven head leader level to let them sacrifice themselves in front of the coffin.

This made the strong man of the saintly bear human race quite angry.

His eyes breathed fire and looked at Fang Yue.

"Fang Yue, are you preparing to become an enemy of the Ten Thousand Clan? This is driving the Human Clan into a situation where it will never be restored!"

Fang Yue roared loudly at the bear human race in the saint state.

This Fang Yue is too arrogant, he has never seen the strong of the ten thousand clan in his eyes.

He was too blatant to kill.

When Fang Yue heard this, Fang Yue was not afraid, but sneered: "To blame, this four-winged tribe has driven me to a dead end! He doesn't give the earth a path to life, so why should I give you a path to life!"

A flash of paranoia flashed in Fang Yue's eyes, and the hearts of those alien races trembled. Now the strength shown by the earth people is enough to attract their attention. If the earth is used as a check, the earth people would not be too presumptuous. But if these people lose the concern of the earth, and the Four Wings do not kill all the people on the earth, the people in this universe will not be at risk for everyone. By then, there will be corpses everywhere, and there will be no one in the world, even true immortals. All will be transformed into bandits, the clones without superiors have swept the world, even the four-winged tribe will be restless.

Before, the bear people who threatened to retaliate also showed a sense of awe, his heart trembled slightly, and even his breathing became short. He originally wanted to use the prestige of the ten thousand clan to threaten Fang Yue, but in the end he was threatened by Fang Yue.

This stunned person is afraid of horizontal, horizontally afraid of death, this Fang Yue is typical of death!

Fang Yue had given up all consideration for wanting to fight to the death with the Four Wings, and would rather be willing to scrape the emperor down.

Such decisiveness and determination are hard to ignore.

What's more, Fang Yue's most terrifying place is not yet so.

His talent is certainly only one aspect, and his inability to kill is the most troublesome.

Fang Yue's avatar technique has been passed down to the world.

From the outside, there is almost no difference between his aura clone and the deity.

If Fang Yue's deity cannot be beheaded and let him grow up smoothly, he may become an unmatched giant in this universe.

In fact, for existences like Fang Yue, the universe of ten thousand worlds is not isolated. The universe of ten thousand worlds has experienced hundreds of millions of reincarnations, among which there are countless strong ones, and in each era, there are some existences like the proud of heaven.

The pride of these days are all concentrated on the luck of an era, and the boyhood has shown considerable talent, and his strength and talent are more exaggerated and powerful than Fang Yue.

Almost every proud son of heaven represents the grace of an era. There are even some strong men who can dominate for several eras alone.

Each of them has been showing their prominence since their youth, and none of them were born in mortals.

It is true that some people are late bloomers, but their achievements are ultimately limited!

In Fang Yue's body, some envoys of the great clans vaguely saw the figures of some kings.

The light in their eyes drifted away, and the thoughts in their hearts were hard to settle!

At this time, a strong man from the Great Sacred Realm among the Four Wings came out.

He was dressed in cold stone armor, his face was cold and merciless, without any emotion.

"You are Fang Yue!"

The great sage of the four-winged clan opened his mouth.

Fang Yue nodded slightly: "Who are you?"

The Great Sage of the Four Wings said proudly: "I am Leng Yidong, the messenger of the Four Wings. This time I am here to pass on the command of the king of my clan. People are regarded as sub-groups of my four-winged clan. Those who are strong above the saints or those with extraordinary talents will all accept the control of the soul-seeds of my clan. My King Renci is willing to constrain the swords and soldiers, and not move the people of the earth!"

Leng Yidong announced the king's command among the four-winged clan.

The conditions put forward by these four-winged races are almost harsh!

They want all the masters of the earthlings to become slaves of the Four Wings tribe. Once the soul seed is planted, the Four Wings will perceive every thought. If they want to kill the earth masters, they can only between!