Demon Lord Of The Last Days

After Gui Wuchang fully absorbed the high-level mineral veins in Lingzhou, he never stopped because of this. He came to this world, he had this purpose.

After asking about the layout of this continent, he left Lingzhou, and the second one went to Tianhuo State.

The mineral vein disappeared inexplicably, and the frightened Martial God Hall was furious. Judging by the means, it was the entire vein that was directly taken away by someone using a powerful formation, and nothing was left.

Overnight, the Hall of Martial Arts dispatched many Array Masters to observe which Array Mage dared to act on the Hall of Martial Gods.

But it was destined to find no clue. In half a day, countless masters of formations were dispatched to the scene. The so-called masters of formations could not see anything at all.

"Oh! We can't even see if the formation has been operated. This must be done by an existence with the highest attainments in the formation. There is no such character in the six states yet, right!?"

"Could it be that the dragon came out of the holy soil?"

The last group of masters of the formation technique agreed that this was definitely done by an existence who had reached the pinnacle of formation technique, and there was no trace of it.

With such a dumb loss, the Wushen Hall in Lingzhou really has nowhere to vent its anger.

At the same time, the Bishui Pavilion, Ji Clan, and Tianjizong in Lingzhou also raised an inexplicable rage. What is this? Why did you come to Lingzhou to steal mineral veins and not go to other states, do we have enemies with you?

The extreme sorrow in the heart is nowhere to be released.

However, at sunset, an explosive piece of news swept across the powers of the six states.

All the large mineral veins in the six major states have disappeared today!

When this news came, it immediately exploded all the overlord forces in the six major states. They all roared and said at the same time: "Who is the thief? You really think that no one knows who you are? You have a silver lining when you return the veins."

Finally, the Martial God Hall also issued a restriction order, "If you hand over the veins, I will not hold you accountable, otherwise you will have no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the earth."

For all the mineral veins of the six major states, what a huge amount of spiritual crystal this must be, people who heard the news would not dare to imagine.

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During this period of time, Guiwuchang has returned to the Shenlong Dynasty, he is in a good mood, and today's harvest is too much.

Level 19 demon points; 1320 trillion.

Level 20 demon points; 1120 trillion.

Level 24 demon point: 750 trillion.

Level 25 demon point: 680 trillion.

Seeing his demon point, he couldn't close his laughing mouth, and sighed in his heart that he was still a stranger in another world.

Guiwuchang stood proudly above the clouds of the Holy Dragon Dynasty, looked at the sky, and secretly said, "There is also the sacred soil of the wild dragon, there should be more than 25 energy sources in it, take a trip tomorrow, and it is time to go back after the collection. This alien world is still not used to it."

For this alien world, he feels very backward. I don't know what kind of medicine the witches of the fairy world have taken wrong, and they have to turn a technological world into their backward world.

Perhaps this is the different concept of people in the two worlds!

Being in a technologically advanced world, and going to a world without technology, you will feel very uncomfortable.

People who were born in another world come to the world of science and technology. Some people may like it, but most people should be disgusted and think it is evil.

Different concepts, this cannot be forced.

But the 18th-level fairy world is forcing other worlds to become like them. How overbearing is that?

They will only bully the weaker technological world. If they dare to fight with a technological world of the same level as them, they will know what fear and fear are.

Bullying the weak is the nature of every race and even the strong.

Returning to the bedroom of the Shenlong Dynasty, she found that Long Wanqing had already prepared dinner, and the night slowly enveloped the world, and Guiwuchang also sat down to eat.

Long Wanqing sat opposite her, bowed her head and ate without a bite, her face changed, and she was even a little fidgety, and did not pay attention to the impermanence of the ghost.

When halfway through the meal, she gritted her teeth, looked up at Guiwuchang, and said: "You go quickly. Not long ago, the ancestors have sent the news that you are a pulse thief to the Martial God Hall."

Hearing this, Gui Wuchang uttered, without much reaction, he ate for himself, as if this matter had nothing to do with him from beginning to end.

Long Wanqing was stunned when he was so light and light? Thinking that he hadn't heard what he said, he eagerly said loudly: "The ancestors have sent the news that you are a pulse thief to the Martial God Hall not long ago, and the strong may be on their way here now."

Gui Wuchang raised his head, glanced at her, and said, "Needless to say so many times, I know!"

"Knowing that you don't leave quickly, the ancestors asked me to stabilize you here." Looking at the impermanence of the ghost, Long Wanqing's pretty face was full of anxiety and said loudly.

"Why should I leave?" Gui Wuchang asked in doubt.

"You, you, you, don't you understand me?" Long Wanqing stood up anxiously and said anxiously.

"I can understand what you are saying! Isn't it that someone from the Martial God Hall will come to crusade me. Then why should I leave?!" Gui Wuchang asked indifferently as if he was just an outsider.

Listening to Guiwuchang's indifferent words, I was annoyed to ask myself, Long Wanqing was taken aback for a while, and said, "They came for you. You can't leave without leaving now!"

In her view, the Temple of Martial Arts is invincible, and no one can compete except the Temple of Supreme. That's why.

The emperor is not in a hurry for eunuchs.

"I don't want to go! I live well here, are you driving me away? Are you living enough or don't want to live?"

As he said, Guiwuchang detained her in his arms, stroking her jade buttocks, and touching her skirt with one hand. The touch was gentle and delicate. He smiled wickedly, "Is it under-trained?"

"me…"

Long Wanqing didn't dislike Guiwuchang's actions to her, but rather enjoyed it, but when she thought that the Martial God Hall was about to come, she was panicked again.

Seeing that she still wanted to talk, Gui Wuchang simply blocked her sexy red lips, invaded and entangled with her tongue.

Long Wanqing's eyes were blurred and her breathing was short.

"Hehe! Your Excellency is so Yaxing."

At this moment, a slightly old voice came from the outside, and the startled Long Wanqing wanted to push away the impermanence, but he was hugged tightly without parting his mouth, and sucked at herself domineeringly.

"Forget it, die! It seems good to be able to die with him." Long Wanqing also let go at this moment, responding affectionately to the impermanence of ghosts.

I don't know when, outside the lobby, there has been a large group of people, including males and females, old and middle-aged people, there are thirty or forty people.

The head was a thin old man wearing a black star robe with a ruddy face with a few wrinkles.

This is Fang Shilu, the helm of Lingzhou Wushen Hall! Among them were the veterans of the Martial God Hall, and the high-level figures of the Bishui Pavilion, Ji Clan, and Tianjizong in Lingzhou. There were no figures below Wujun.

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