God of Life and Death

Chapter 2887: Return to Yongfeng Town

"This Chengtian dynasty is really so insidious that it actually hides its true strength! At this time, it can also send a powerful person of the Daluojin fairyland level who does not know the origin and name to take action. It seems that we have never understood this. The true strength of the Chengtian Dynasty."

A strong man of ten thousand races said gloomily.

He is picking things up and wants to change the subject.

Now the underworld is chaotic.

There is no public enemy.

Although the extraterritorial creatures are strong, there are not many people who have come over, and they still cannot pose a great threat to the dominance of the ten thousand races. And the danger of the calamity creature is in its infancy. Except for a few places where the strong from the calamity appears frontally, the trace of the calamity creature is rare in other places.

This made the Ten Thousand Clan lowered their defenses against the multitude of creatures.

To a certain extent, it has intensified the internal fighting among the ten thousand races.

In the past thousands of years, the Black Demons have expanded rapidly, their people have continued to strengthen, and their territories have continued to expand. This has given some ancient ethnic groups a vigilant mind.

They treat the Dark Demons as imaginary enemies, and they are even more wary of the evil creatures.

"This Fang Yue was still burying thunder for the Black Demon when he was leaving! Gu Bei obviously got it back, but in the end this **** basin was to be buckled on the head of my Black Demon!"

The tone of Emperor Chengtian was a bit bad.

This Fang Yue is definitely not a good bird.

He calculated the Black Demon Clan again, blocked the gun for him, and at the same time had to bear the pressure from the ten thousand clan.

"Different ethnic groups have different final positions!"

The old emperor said in his presence.

In fact, he really likes Fang Yue's approach, taking responsibility and letting himself move forward.

Often such people can make great achievements.

Mind the world will create a great pattern for him!

"Divide the spoils! After this incident, I will leave this Chengtian dynasty!"

In Qiuyue City, Fang Yue said to Gu Bei.

He did too much this time. He stole an old bottom of the ancient clan, and even his flesh and blood pool.

This makes it impossible to know how many sacrifices of the ancient tribes were destroyed.

Even if the Emperor Chengtian guessed that he couldn't keep him.

This has already touched the bottom line of the ancients.

If he appeared in the underworld again as Heiming, the strong man sent by the ancient tribe to assassinate him would no longer be as simple as the Great Luojin Wonderland!

The powerhouse of the fairy monarch realm level may come in person, and even the existence of the supreme realm level will attack him outrageously.

"All the corpses belong to me, and the wealth in them is given to you! Three ponds of flesh and blood, two for you, how about the last one for me?"

Gu Bei broke his fingers and said.

He knew that by sharing the spoils like this, from a certain angle, he was shining, and Fang Yue was suffering.

This time they wiped out a large number of masters in Qiuyue City, and the true fairyland and the spiritual fairyland were all killed by them!

The corpses were spread out, one after another.

Each one is invaluable and incalculable.

In fact, the corpses of powerful people above the true fairyland level are treasures in a sense. If the power of immortality is absorbed from it and injected into the body of some practitioners at the peak level of the virtual fairyland, it may be able to assist them in a short time. Break through and reach the level of true wonderland,

True immortals are priceless, and this involves the foundation and luck of an ethnic group.

The powerhouse at the true fairyland level cannot be exchanged for any resource or magic weapon!

"no problem!"

Fang Yue happily agreed.

There are a lot of corpses of powerhouses at the real fairyland level in his hands, and the origin of immortality has also been piled up.

It is not that he is unable to create one after another at the real fairyland level, but he has no trustworthy person, even in the human race!

Therefore, he has not used these immortal origins to forge the strong.

He is now preparing to leave the Black Demon Race, but Fang Yue thinks that he and this Gu Bei will meet again.

Let Gu Bei owe him a small favor, which may be used in the future.

The two divided the spoils very cleanly and neatly.

Then they went their separate ways without any nostalgia.

With these corpses and flesh and blood pools, Gu Bei can at least recover from the first level of the Daluo Jinxian to the third level, doubling his strength is not a problem, plus his understanding of various magical techniques, he should be able to This underworld is rampant, even if it is a strong person at the fairy monarch realm level, it is completely fearless.

Fang Yue left and went to the human race.

At this time, in the Tianfeng Gorge, the battle between Heiming and Gamba had reached a fever pitch.

You come and go in the confrontation between the two of them, but the real powerhouse can see that the two are already unintentionally in love with each other.

Especially Gamba.

The bigger he is, the more frightening he is, and the will of Tao is vaguely contained in this Heiming's body.

The will of this Dao is vast and huge, far better than him.

Although Gamba also has two trails that have reached the realm of Dzogchen, the will of Tao in his body is only two points.

"The battle between these two people has a high probability of ending in a tie!"

There are tens of thousands of big brothers looking at it with no interest.

I thought it was a battle between dragons and tigers, but who would have thought that the result of this battle would be horrible.

"It's time! This Heiming must die!"

Among the crowd of onlookers, a big Luo Jinxian from the ancient race was dressed in silver-white battle armor, and his eyes showed a decisive look.

He knew that even if this sneak attack was successful, there was a 90% chance of death or death.

Heiming will die, but the powerhouses of the Dark Demons will also let him be buried for Heiming.

This is cruel.

But it is reality!

"The race has nurtured you for so many years. It's time for you to be loyal to the race!"

A cold voice echoed in the ears of the ancient clan Da Luo Jinxian.

The voice was filled with solemnity and coldness.

In an instant.

The eyes of the ancient clan's Da Luo Jin fairy are full of decisive colors.

Be loyal to the race and kill Heiming!

Gamba raised his hand, and waves of lightning flashed toward Heiming's direction.

The endless lightning, like a continuous tide, just flooded Heiming in an instant.

"It's this time!"

In the crowd, Da Luo Jinxian of the ancients showed up!

"Human sword is one, I am invincible!"

The big Luo Jinxian of the ancient tribe merged with the long sword in his hand.

The long sword pierced out and turned into rainbow lightning.

"This is Fang Yue's last contribution to us! A big Luo Jinxian from an ancient race! I owe him another favor!"

The old emperor spoke.

He saw with his own eyes a cluster of blood flowers blooming among the layers of lightning.

Death is pervasive, beautiful and coquettish!

The old emperor closed his eyes slightly, and he understood in his heart that this clone of Fang Yue was gone!

There will be no such a figure as Heiming in this world.

"Bold!"

At this time, Emperor Chengtian shot, pretending to be frightened, and one palm fell.

Both Gamba and Da Luo Jinxian of the ancient race were wiped out by him.

However, at this time, Heiming's corpse had already turned into ashes in the sword light.

Among the Black Demon Race, a Tianjiao has fallen, and the myth is over...

"In fact, many things didn't have to end in this way!"

On the way back to the human race, Shi Meng whispered.

Fang Yue himself couldn't figure out how far the seventh princess of the immortal dynasty had recovered.

This is a former giant, and there are bones under his feet piled up in the entire underworld, and he is famous.

"If I am immortal, this ancient race will definitely not give up! If I am immortal, the Emperor Chengtian will not be at ease! My death is equivalent to letting the Emperor Chengtian owe me a favor. What's more, it's just a Weimo status, if you don't have it, you will be gone! At the last time, it is possible to replace an ancient clan's Great Luojin Wonderland-level existence and an extraterritorial powerhouse, I think this deal is also worth it!"

Fang Yue's smile was gentle. Who could imagine that such a harmless young man had just stirred up the wind and rain in the Chengtian dynasty, killing countless strong men under his sword!

"Chengtian Dynasty?"

"Passed!"

Fang Yue cut off all his thoughts about the Chengtian Dynasty, and came to the place where Yongfeng Town is now, Tianhuang Country.

Tianhuangguo is a huge dynasty of the human race, and its real scale is not weaker than that of the Chengtian dynasty.

But the human race is weak, and there are not so many masters on the surface.

Except for the Lord of the Heavenly Desolate Kingdom, and the Heavenly Desolate Emperor who has been in retreat for a full millennium, there is no one at the highest level in the vast Heavenly Desolate Kingdom.

Today, the person acting as the agent of the entire Tianhuang Kingdom is the regent-Prince Yong.

This is also one of the ten kings in the wild country.

In the wild country, there are ten kings and eight scattered people.

These eighteen people are all the existence of the fairy monarch realm in the Heavenly Desolate Kingdom.

The ten kings are all powerful in the wild country! Their families are stronger than the other.

Although the Basan people live in the desolate country, they either start a sect or go on their own, and ignore the edicts of the desolate country.

There are one hundred and eight star generals under it.

All of these 108 star generals were at the Daluojin Fairyland level. It is said that there were over three hundred people at the Daluojin Fairyland level in the Heavenly Desolate Kingdom. However, the position of the star general is only one hundred and eight digits, and only one will be added when one falls!

Downward, there are thousands of immortals in the Heavenly Desolate Kingdom, and there are countless powerhouses at the real fairyland level!

The number of these powerhouses seems to be a lot, but the territory of the deserted country is too large and can be called vast.

On average, in each region, these well-known powerhouses simply don't have enough points.

The place where Yongfeng Town is located is a frontier land in a deserted country. It borders the territory of the Wind Race.

In recent years, military disasters have continued, and a large number of casualties emerge from this territory every year.

Now in Yongfeng Town, Lin Mu is still in charge of the overall situation.

Although he is not the strongest in this Yongfeng Town, he is the one who has the most time.

The black warrior just broke through to the level of the spiritual fairyland and is still consolidating his foundation, unable to retreat.

The Fudge of Thousandths of Heaven has now formed a thousand-member Fallen Angel Legion, of which there are 3,000 people, and the lowest level of cultivation is the existence of the eighth level of the Void Fairyland.

Yuan Feng was sharpening his sword and martial skills, not intent on vulgar things.

Xuan Zhen built a group of temples next to Yongfeng Town, which were full of monks who were monks and let him pass on Buddhism.

Although Lin Mu has made progress in cultivation recently, his talents are limited, and Fang Yue used resources to build him up to the level of real wonderland!

If he wants to go further, he doesn't know how much resources and price it will cost.

Therefore, Lin Mu simply used the limited time to manage Yongfeng Town!

Don't say it, under the management of the forest, this Yongfeng Town is thriving, and the power of air transport now is three times as much as when Fang Yue left last time!