God of Life and Death

The Dao of Slaughter, the Dao of Destruction, and the Dao of Wind, he has all reached the realm of Dzogchen, because the Dzogchen of the three principles can also give him a place on the list of immortal monarchs.

"This guy has a lot of Taoism, but the only one that can be used is the Yin-Yang Tao. The other three kinds of Dzogchen levels are relatively ordinary, and they don't have much value."

Zhentian Stone Tablet shook his head slightly, picking and choosing, it seemed that the vegetable farmers were choosing dishes in the vegetable market.

Fang Yue looked at all pitying for this Yin and Yang Taoist in his heart, how strong and mighty he was during his lifetime, and no one could fetter his footsteps. And now the Yin and Yang Taoist curled up on this ground, like a prawn, so desolate and unbearable.

The Zhentian stele took away the corpse of the Yin and Yang Taoist.

I don't know what to use.

The origin of the Zhentian stele is also unpredictable.

The average practitioner is definitely not his opponent.

"The yin and yang Taoist is dead, the ancient tribe will count this account on your head, you still have to beware of the ancient tribe in the future, if you are really invincible, you can ask my **** tribe for help, my **** tribe may be able to save it. Your life!"

Heavenly God Clan Duxianjun took out a sound transmission token.

This token is the token in the hands of the immortal monarch of the Celestial Clan.

As long as this token is used to transmit the sound, the Celestial Clan will get the news as soon as possible.

"good!"

Fang Yue took the token away and nodded solemnly.

He put a ray of spiritual thought into the token.

A warm and bright breath came from the token, surrounding him, making Fang Yue feel as if he was wandering in a sea of ​​light.

"This is the token of my Celestial Demon Clan. If something happens, just transmit it!"

The immortal monarch of the Sky Demon tribe did exactly the same, took out a token and gave it to Fang Yue.

What the Celestial Race does, the Celestial Demons cannot be worse than the Celestial Race.

Now Fang Yue is still a neutral person between the two races, he has no choice of camp, no team.

Therefore, both ethnic groups are desperately trying to draw Fang Yue into their camp.

Fang Yue nodded slightly.

Later, the token of the Demon Race was taken away.

"The two are guests from afar, this is my little care and disrespect!"

Fang Yue ordered his servants to deliver two trays.

The plates are covered by a layer of red cloth.

"These are two thin gifts."

The corner of Fang Yue's mouth formed a slight arc.

There are ten three-revolution holy yuan pills in each tray.

These three-ranked sacred essence pills are precious and precious in the underworld, and they are not expensive if they are not precious.

The Saint Yuan Pill is an elixir used in the cultivation at the peak level of the Master Realm to assist in breakthroughs. However, after the ordinary Saint Yuan Pill helps the practitioners at the peak level of the Master Realm to break through, it is basically equivalent to exhaustion of potential and it is difficult to make further progress. After the assisted breakthrough, the three-turned holy yuan pill can also increase the potential of the practitioner, and continue to practice at the level of the saint state. Generally, it is not a problem to reach the peak of the saint state.

What is more precious is that the Three Transformation Saint Yuan Pills can consolidate the cultivation path fruit of the Saint Realm level.

This was also just studied by Fang Yue.

This practice is like building a building. Starting from the Houtian realm, the foundations are gradually strengthened and then piled up. But when the cultivation realm reaches a certain level, it is difficult to continue to strengthen the foundation before.

But the foundation of the ground floor determines the superstructure.

Many practitioners stayed in the virtual fairyland and stayed in the true fairyland. In fact, it was because they walked too fast in the previous saint realm and even the master realm, and neglected the solid foundation, which eventually caused their foundation to be vain and unsustainable.

The Saint Yuan Pill can make up for the problem of the unstable foundation of the Saint Realm. The more the number, the better the effect of strengthening the foundation of the Saint Realm.

Even if they are at the level of the fairy monarch realm, the two powerhouses of the heavenly gods and the celestial demons have no regrets at the level of the saints. Is there a situation where the foundation is unstable?

There must be!

The lack of a solid foundation is also relative.

Ordinary people must have a weak foundation in True Martial Realm.

The True Martial Realm is much inferior to the Extreme Realm.

The extreme realm is no better than the infinite realm.

Really reached the infinite, and there really is no such problem with a solid foundation.

Because the infinite realm can continue to practice that realm anytime, anywhere!

If you feel that the foundation is not strong enough, you can turn around and continue practicing.

The ten three-revolution holy yuan pills suddenly became extremely dazzling.

The two powerhouses of the fairy monarch realm level glanced at each other.

They suddenly felt like they were being fished.

But this bait is so tempting, they have to take the bait!

After passing this village, there may be no such shop!

"In that case, I would like to thank my little friend Fang Yue! If there is anything that needs help in the future, just say hello, I won't stay long if I have to go back and return!"

The fairy monarch of the Celestial Clan was good, and in his heart, Fang Yue had used himself to resent him not so much.

Fang Yue's head nodded slightly, and then said: "Well, if that's the case, then I won't do much to retain, if I have time in the future, I can come to my Yongfeng Town often as a guest!"

Fang Yue said.

The fairy king of the Celestial Clan nodded and left.

The fairy monarch of the Sky Demon Clan stayed, and he looked at Fang Yue, with a slightly strange expression in his expression.

"I have nothing to do, but I want to sit in Yongfeng Town! I don't know if Young Master Fang Yue is welcome."

The fairy king of the Tianmo clan asked with a smile.

The immortal monarch of the Sky Demon clan suddenly came out like this, which made Fang Yue a little surprised.

"Naturally it is extremely welcome!"

Fang Yue said enthusiastically.

"Introduce myself, my name is Jun Chen, the commander-in-chief of the Eighth Army of the Demon Race!"

Chen Jun said first.

Fang Yue was surprised when he heard this.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jun actually had such a position.

There are thirty-three legions of the Tianmo tribe, and each of these legions has a supreme reputation, and has made great achievements in the vast underworld.

The commander-in-chief of any legion is the real power faction of the Tianmo clan. It is said that half of the commander-in-chief of the thirty-third legion is a great figure of the supreme level.

Unexpectedly, this Chen Jun was actually one of them.

Fang Yue greeted Chen Jun at the residence of the guard ambassador of Yongfeng Town.

The beautiful woman has left quietly.

The Zhentian Stone Stele has been abducted and left with Yin and Yang Taoists.

"In fact, when I came this time, I represented myself, and also represented the ethnic group behind me. The speed of the tide of calamity was far beyond my imagination! The cooperation and integration of the tens of thousands of ethnic groups is imperative!"

Chen Jun's words stopped abruptly.

Then he began to quietly observe the expression on Fang Yue's face.

However, he did not see any changes in Fang Yue's face. For Chen Jun's words, Fang Yue seemed to have expected it.

"Ten thousand races have joined forces to form an alliance. Didn't this form exist long ago?"

The corner of Fang Yue's mouth showed a Ruoruuowu smile.

"The League of Ten Thousand Races existed at the beginning of this civilization era, and the alliances among various small ethnic groups are even more numerous."

"It's not the same, this time it's very different! Success or failure before was just a superficial attempt, but this time the Ten Thousand Clan is truly determined."

"Any ethnic group fighting alone will inevitably destroy the entire army in the future catastrophe. Only the integration of the ten thousand ethnic groups can win the last glimmer of hope. Of course, this integration is gradually going on, and the top leaders of the ten thousand ethnic groups have already selected Some pilots are carried out. Among them are dozens of countries near the desert country!"

When Fang Yue heard this, his eyelids suddenly jumped involuntarily.

"Does your chosen country include a country called Yan Country?"

"Huh? It seems to be there. It's just a small country. The strongest among them is only at the level of the Great Luojin Wonderland. The choice of this small country is also because these countries do not involve too many resources and interests. Even if there is conflict, there will be conflicts. There is room for buffering and reconciliation, how do you know such a country?"

Chen Jun did not expect that the country that Fang Yue cares about might be involved.

"It's okay! I have a clone in that country, but it's all trivial things."

Fang Yue shook his head, chuckled lightly, pretending that he didn't care.

Chen Jun's eyes flashed with a thoughtful look.

Although Fang Yue is inconspicuous every day, he is in the east, and he is in the west, he is a big **** among ten thousand races.

But for many things, his layout is huge and his mind is meticulous.

What exactly does Fang Yue have in Yan Country?

A question mark appeared in Chen Jun's heart.

"If it is an alliance of ten thousand races or a fusion, I hope you can lean towards us a little when it is related to the interests of the demon tribe. As long as you are willing to help us the demon tribe, I will definitely covet your generous rewards!"

Chen Jun's voice fell.

Fang Yue was slightly silent.

His brows frowned slightly.

Such a low-key is not like the normal state of the demon clan!

In the underworld, the Celestial Demon Race and the Celestial God Race are the two most powerful ethnic groups, belonging to the ceiling of the Ten Thousand Races in the Underworld.

According to normal principles, both the Celestial Clan and the Celestial Demon Clan are extremely arrogant and domineering, and I am alone.

But during this time, someone from both sides has come to him to join forces.

What does this mean?

It means that these two ethnic groups are beginning to feel a sense of crisis.

"The position of the Celestial God Race and the Celestial Demon Race in the underworld is unshakable. You give an order, who dares to defeat your will?"

Fang Yue said with a smile.

He is testing the cards of these two races.

Chen Jun glanced at Fang Yue and said, "You have already seen the situation today. The ancients don’t care so much about our two races! The ten thousand races in the underworld now treat both of us who are both powerful in name. It’s a violation of Yang and Yin! Do you think your human race really treats our Celestial God race and the Celestial Demon race as the same thing? For example, Fang Yue, you? Your attitude towards our two races is the same in your heart as Ming Jing!"

Chen Jun's words fell.

Fang Yue couldn't help but smile.

There is nothing wrong with what Chen Jun said!