Paradise of Demonic Gods

Watching Fang Xingjian defeat the night emperor and the light president, watching his eyes glance at the audience, no one dares to answer.

Even the night emperor and the light president who have been unbeaten for dozens of years in the Daxi genre are easily defeated. Who dares to make a comeback? Who dares to fight the fierce knight in front of him?

The people who will be at night and in the light will be surrounded by their own leaders as if the world view collapsed.

As for other genres such as the Dark Wings, it is silent, just like dumb.

Some **** generations still want to make a sound, but Fang Xingjian’s gaze swept over, and they felt that there was a pool of cold water pouring around them, and the murderous body came out, combined with the record that the other party had just defeated the night emperor and the light president. They have no sound.

The ice priest looked at Fang Xingjian on the stage and sighed in his heart: "I don't think I have tried to overestimate the strength of Fang Xingjian, but I still underestimated him. His combat power is stronger than I thought.

In particular, the last sword-cutting method of cutting light is simply a god, and it is impossible to make it possible. ”

The Ice Palace saint also looked at Fang Xingjian on the stage, and his eyes were full of shock and bitterness.

"Fang Xingjian, he only turned for more than half a year? The strength has already reached this point..."

"I still think that he is going to fall here today. It is true that the master said that it is too bad for me to look too shallow."

Fang Xingjian’s defeat of the night emperor and the president of the light was so shocking that the people who were over 90% of the audience were already convinced.

Many people understand that starting today, a new myth is about to be born, and the name of the ice palace will soon be rumored throughout the Great Western State.

Next, Fang Xingjian looked at the direction of the Illumination. A group of people gathered around the faint light. Fang Xingjian said faintly: "What else do you have to say in the light? If you are not convinced, then I will Here, you can challenge at any time, number, strength, and weapons are not limited."

An old man stood up, his back full, and looked sadly at Fang Xingjian. "My light will start from today, and I will never hit the attention of your equipment. The light will never be with the ice palace from today. enemy."

Fang Xingjian looked at the people who were on the side of the night and asked, "What about you?"

In the Yong Ye Club, a middle-aged man stood up and waved his hand. His face was sullen: "From today, there is a place where your ice palace is, and I will shun the house forever."

Among the three major genres, the night and the light will be suppressed by Fang Xingjian with one's own strength, and everyone's eyes will instantly look at the dark wing.

The black-winged demon looked at the look of Fang Xingjian, and his mouth suddenly showed a strange smile.

"Fang Xingjian, do you really think that your overall situation has been fixed?"

The next moment, the change became steep, and the whole black yin mountain was suddenly filled with the smell of sulfur and lava. Numerous red-red fires surrounded the Black Mountain, which seemed to cover the entire mountain like a huge hood.

Especially in the middle of the sky, there is a gray mist of madness flying everywhere, and the mouth is constantly emitting a whistling scream.

Sulfur, lava, and things like the undead in the sky, in the eyes of everyone, they seem to come to **** from the world.

In the sky, the three figures came from three directions, and they were the one-eyed old man, the big faucet of the sword hall, and the dark demon of the dark wing.

Fang Xingjian frowned and looked at the three people, and asked with aloud: "Who are you?"

"Fang Xingjian, you really have a talent, just over half a year, even has stepped into the 29th level, and even achieved a complete consummation, become a demigod." White hair and white eyes, Bai Yisheng snow faucet looked at Fang Xingjian faintly said: "But Today, the three of us teamed up to take the flag of Hell and lay down the country of death. You are already dead."

He said, he sighed: "Unfortunately, a generation of young wizards will soon fall here."

The one-eyed old man on the other side said: "Fang Xingjian, if you are willing to give up resistance, you will be shackled and sign the **** map, then we can let you go."

The Dark Lord screamed and laughed: "If there is anything to say, let me tear him away."

Fang Xingjian did not speak, he just took a strong breath and tried to restore the damage and consumption of the body.

In the sea, Tyrande shouted: "Damn, the one-eyed old ghost is the last generation school in Kitazawa. The big man is the dark demon. They don't matter. The key is the guy in the middle. That is the big one in the sword hall. The leader, Yokota laughs."

"Speaking of the big faucet of the Jianguan? Is it very powerful?"

"It’s not so powerful. He is a two-hearted and powerful man with strong physical strength and expertise. Especially his swordsmanship is repaired, I am afraid it is not under you, which is very scary.

It is equal to the physical strength of the two of you, but his expertise is perfect, the strength of the explosive power is above your physical ability, don't play melee with him. "Tyrant’s heart frowns constantly: "There is also the ten-party **** flag, which should be the sacred soldier of the Taikoo Hell Road. They laid down this country of death, and they don’t know what else. ”

Fang Xingjian listened to his heart and nodded secretly. The blood in his body continued to flow, relaxing the fatigue of the battle that had just been fought, and the etheric organs of the lungs continued to absorb energy, supplementing the previous consumption.

At the same time, since the other party has debunked his identity, he is too lazy to hide, directly stimulating the bones and muscles, and restored his original appearance.

The people in the audience were looking at the scene in front of them with care, and from time to time, another voice exclaimed.

In particular, the dialogue of several people just called the name of Fang Xingjian, and after Fang Xingjian resumed the real body, everyone even exclaimed.

"Is it a square star sword?"

"Is the genius-named knight of Daxizhou? Has it created the Fangxing sword that has been reborn?"

"It turned out to be him, but how much did he change his job for half a year? Did he beat the night emperor and the light?"

"I said that his physical strength is perfect and he has achieved a half god. Is this possible here?"

Fang Xingjian showed his true body, but it made people feel even more incredible.

Who can believe that the defeat of the night emperor and the president of the light is actually an 18-year-old boy? This kind of talent, this kind of strength, is really unimaginable. When I usually say it, they will not believe it, but now the facts are in front of them, so they have to believe.

At the same time, the identity of the three people in the sky has gradually been recognized.

"That is the big leader of the sword hall!"

"The old man is familiar... I remembered that he was a senior scholar in Beize."

"There are also the Dark Lords of the Dark Wings, and they all have joined forces." (To be continued.)