Fourth, four, five, the only master

Anjou is not unprepared to take risks, Jin Yi was locked up in a small black house, and the loan cannot be repaid, but it does not affect the use of the magic weapon of creation, Anru consumes the divine power and national fortune obtained during the last holy sacrifice, so that the magic weapon of creation is restored into a semi-artifact.

Although the little mushroom is not a space-time artifact, it can be known according to the learning space that he also contains the laws of space-time, and after recovery, it can connect the inside and outside of the universe, if it encounters danger, Anjou can return to the Emperor Universe at any time, and the important thing is that he can log in to the space-time supermarket.

Before Anjou came, he left a message at the Space-Time Supermarket Sandi House.

These precautions have proved to be necessary.

The last elder secretly moved his hands and feet to lead Anjou to meet in order to invite her to carry out a big plan.

Anjou rubbed her ears exaggeratedly: "You repeat, I seem to have auditory hallucinations." ”

Mo Lao said seriously: "The Heavenly Demon Clan is preparing to sacrifice and open the Dao Lord Inheritance, and the twelve supremes are all qualified to accept the inheritance test, but I think you are the most qualified one, because only you are the true Dao Lord reincarnation." ”

Anjou didn't expect Mo Lao to directly pierce this secret.

Of course, she would never admit it.

"Are you kidding, what is the Heavenly Demon? It is the public enemy of the universe, it is extremely evil, and I am the Yuan Wood Species, it is the Holy Spirit Grass, if there are two levels of good and evil in all things in the universe, I definitely belong to the supreme good, just look at the merit golden light on my body, I know that the world tree that created the world is not comparable to me. ”

Anjou's golden light of merit is even thicker than that of ordinary gods, forming a substantial golden wheel of light, and if she changes her cultivation method, she can already rely on merit to become a god and her soul will live forever.

In the face of Anjou's denial, Mo Lao was not only not disappointed, but felt relieved.

"Yes, you are the Holy Spirit Grass, no one can resist your charm, and your doppelgangers are all over the heavens and all the worlds. Who would have thought that the Holy Spirit Grass, which burned its own vitality and turned into spiritual energy to nourish the world, would be the reincarnation of the Heavenly Demon Dao Lord? ”

As he spoke, his tone became low, and he sighed.

"It's a pity that it's too fast, if it can pass another 10,000 years, no, even a thousand years. As long as I am given a thousand years, I can make the Ascension Spirit Grass cover more than eighty percent of the world of the Emperor Universe. ”

"After all, the foundation of the galaxy is shallow, and now there are very few people in the three thousand worlds who have fully promoted the Ascension Spirit Grass, and I don't know how many years it will take for sporadic cultivation to become a climate. ”

Anru frowned slightly: "Why are you more attentive than me to the promotion of the Ascension Grass?"

Mo Lao said: "Because this is related to your plan to control the Emperor Universe. ”

Another inexplicable plan.

Anjou came to find the elder, just to turn the passive into the active, and did not want to make extraneous branches.

The little mushroom suddenly gave back a message, Anjou's expression remained unchanged, he didn't ask what plans he didn't plan, and he didn't dwell on the identity of his past and present lives, so he changed the topic and asked: "Why did you take the risk of robbing the Winter God's Yuan Ling Divine Fire?

Mo Lao hesitated for a moment and replied: "I have been reincarnated in the Emperor Metaverse for too long, and the former power has been divided by other supremes, it is too troublesome to recultivate cronies, and it is easy to attract the attention of those supremes, and your existence cannot be exposed before accepting the inheritance, we need enough demon kings, so we can only find another way." ”

The demon king is equal to the demigod in the spiritual practice, but in terms of combat power, the powerful demon king can surpass the true god.

There is a very strong racial system within the Heavenly Demons, and the superior can crush the inferior from the spiritual **, so when the Supreme is still alive, it is basically impossible to dig up the Demon King from their name.

Now that the outside world is wanted everywhere to hunt the Heavenly Demons, the last elder has gathered a group of Great Heavenly Demons who have lost their leaders by virtue of his identity in the Emperor Universe, and the Demon King class, he has also prepared **, and the origin is similar to that of the Winter God.

Moro opened the teleportation channel again and invited Anjou to his base, but this time Anjou did not refuse.

Walking through the portal, the surrounding area was full of golden light, the sky was golden, the ground was full of yellow sand, and the air was filled with the breath of divine power, which was completely different from the dark demon realm that Anjou imagined.

"This is the body of the bloodthirsty emperor worm, and every grain of sand is a trace of divine blood. The last elder introduced to Anru: "The bloodthirsty emperor insect was originally a cultivation resource prepared for His Highness, but I didn't expect His Highness to reincarnate into a wood clan, and it is also a yuan wood species, and it is also a holy spirit grass that conquers the heavens and the earth, and this divine blood is probably not needed." ”

In the yellow sand stands a quaint cyan stone castle, the stone fort is majestic, with a high dome and huge columns, like a temple.

Passing through the heavy stone gates, each heavy stone gate is equivalent to a world, from the light god domain to the gloomy demon domain, and in the last world, the demon shadow is heavy, Anjou saw the demon ascension grass planted on the altar, and countless heavenly demons knelt around the altar.

Anjou had severed the connection between himself and the Ascending Demon Grass, and there was no sense between the two, and he could only monitor the status through small mushrooms.

The Demon Ascension Grass was raised extremely well, and even better than her body, exuding not aura but demonic energy, wisps of black mist drifted out from the blades of grass, and the demons below inhaled the demonic qi into their stomachs like taking drugs, and then offered more devout faith.

At a cursory glance, Anjou found that among these demon believers, the worst believers were fanatical believers, and the vast majority of them were saints.

Saints, voluntarily dedicate their bodies and minds, and leave everything in the life and death of their souls to the Lord of faith.

Anru was very stunned, and couldn't help but look at the elder, although the Ascension Grass had mutated, it was still her, as long as she wanted to, she could receive everything from the Ascension Grass at any time, including the believers, and then only one sentence would make those saints turn against the Elder.

From this point of view, it seems that the last elder is really just cultivating power for her.

With a gentle push, Anjou floated onto the altar and stood next to the Ascending Grass.

On one side is dark green and demonic, and on the other side is full of aura and infinite vitality.

One grass and one person, the two are opposite and unified.

There was a commotion among the demons worshipping below.

I saw that the last elder lifted his cloak and robe, turned into a black demon dragon, circled in the sky, and fell in front of Anjou, transformed into a human form, called out to the Lord, and bowed down on his knees.

The demons bowed down.

The demon roar shook the sky, and the power of faith rolled like a monstrous wave.

Anjou was in a trance for a moment, and countless clips flashed in his mind, all of which were scenes of himself standing on a high place and looking down on the worship of all beings, and the feeling of supremacy and self-esteem was intoxicating and fluttering and indulgent.

Closing his eyes and opening them again, Anjou's eyes were clear: "It turns out that whether it is a living soul or a heavenly demon, the belief power is the same. ”

Even the Heavenly Demons are not full of all kinds of distractions like humans**, and the faith power provided by them is more pure.

"Whether it's a creature or a celestial demon, you will be the only master in the end!"

The voice of the last elder rang out.

Now it's actually inappropriate to say that the last old man is no longer appropriate, and the last sound who has recovered his true body still looks young, with a gorgeous appearance, and he is indisputable.