Get the ore veins in your hands, and let the military generals enter the Xingliu Iron Ore into the Kingdom of God.

Above the Kingdom of God, an Abyss Lord's arm floated in the air.

Ren Wu narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, he was thinking about whether to combine the Abyss Lord's arm with the shattered godhead to condense a new clone.

But after thinking about it, Ren Wu finally gave up this idea.

Don't be impulsive for the time being.

It is still necessary to put insurance first.

Although Ren Wu wants to make a demon clone and then throw it into the abyss, he can't be in a hurry, and this arm has the breath of the abyss demon, if it is refined into a clone and thrown into the abyss, it is likely that the abyss lord will notice it as soon as possible.

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The third floor of the Dark Star Picking Tower.

The members of the Tower of the Stars are aware that the third floor is the area where the high-level masters of the Tower live.

However, the Masters are not always on the Third Floor, and most of the time they are outside the Star Picking Tower.

A hundred-armed giant prostrate in the depths of the eternal dark starry sky sat in the depths of the starry sky, and there was a purple gem in the center of the giant's eyebrows. Each arm of the hundred-armed giant was held high, and each palm held a heavy illusion, and the realm of illusion was a real continent, and a world was derived from the continent.

This illusion floats in the void, and it changes all the time.

The hundred-armed giant suddenly opened its eyes, and it sensed something.

"There's a bug coming in from the astral plane. The hundred-armed giant was expressionless, and the next moment the small world in the palm of one of the palms floated to the small worlds in the palm of the other.

Then the empty hand reached forward, and a spatial crack was torn out of the void.

The two hundred and sixty-third layers of the abyss, although the number of layers in the abyss is not of much significance, because the number of layers in the abyss changes all the time. But the few layers in the abyss are fixed.

For example, the name of the first layer of the Abyss Burning Hell resounded in the heavens, but if the Burning Hell was calculated in the strict sense, it should be tens of thousands of layers later, but it firmly occupied the real name of the first layer.

As long as the name of Burning Hell continues to occupy the first layer, other worlds that have newly descended into the abyss will never be able to obtain the title of the first layer.

Just like the lottery, the name of each layer of the abyss is fixed, as long as it is permanently occupied by a certain layer of abyss, then this layer of abyss will be forever imprinted.

In the abyss, the auspicious numbers of the first 100 layers, 111 layers, 200 layers, 300 layers, 400 layers, 444 layers, and 666 layers have long been registered by those bigwigs, and the subsequent world can only occupy those low numbers.

The two-six-three layer is neither a pair nor a straight, nor is it a leopard, so listening to the number of layers, you will know that two-six-three is not strong.

The Black Scale Demon Lord's territory is located in a rolling hilly area to the west of the 263rd floor.

The hills are not densely packed with small caves, and from time to time there are some spider-claw demons coming in and out of the caves.

They hold ore in their mouths and pile it up in a distant clearing.

In the center of the hilly area there is a magnificent city inhabited by demons, and in the center of the city is a luxurious palace.

The angry and angry voice of the Black Scale Demon Lord came from inside the palace.

The demons in the city have long been accustomed to it, because the black-scaled demon lord is a moody person, and he is often inexplicably angry.

Suddenly, the sky of this Castlevania city suddenly cracked.

A huge arm stretched out from the sky, and the golden arm seemed to pierce the heavens and the earth as if an ancient god had pierced through the heavens and the earth.

The violent and terrifying aura directly suppressed all the lives within a radius of 100,000 miles, and they couldn't move.

Including the Blackscale Demon Lord in the palace.

The black-scaled demon lord in the palace, who had lost an arm, was suppressed by the terrifying momentum and fell to the ground unable to move.

"No—"

The momentum alone makes it immobilized, what a great existence.

The only hope in its heart was that the Lord of the Abyss of the Second and Sixth Third Layers of the Abyss would be able to stop this being.

But as time passed, the flame of hope in its heart gradually extinguished, and it grew colder and colder.

The Lord of the Abyss in the central area of the Abyss on the second and sixth and third floors had no desire to make a move at all, and he didn't even make a move.

No!

How can it be!

This is an abyss, isn't there any old devil in the huge abyss who comes out to act bravely?

It's an abyss!

The movement here has also attracted many beings in the abyss.

However, after sensing the body of the breath of the shot, they were a little hesitant.

It's the guy in the Dark Starpicking Tower......

Those who want to shoot can't be beaten, and those who can make a shot stay on the sidelines.

It's okay to fight, but it's not necessary.

Some of the Abyssal Giant Crocodiles calculated the cause and effect, and it was the Black Scale Demon who took the initiative.

It is even more impossible to sacrifice oneself for others, and this is the abyss.

If you don't fall into the well, you can be calm.

Bang~

The void trembled.

The space is as if broken glass has been torn apart into pitch-black cracks.

The golden hand was like a stone carved out of the dirt.

This space was forcibly deducted.

All that was left was a dark black hole, and a raging chaotic aura engulfed in from the outside.

In the central area of the abyss on the second and sixth third floors, an extremely large gray spider-body human-faced demon retracted his gaze and said mockingly: "Fool, those hooligans in the Star Picking Tower dare to go to the territory, you don't give those hooligans a reason to make a bold move." ”

If a demon lord dies, he will die, and the most important thing to lack is a demon anyway.

The arachnoid demon cracked an eye-like hole in its chest, spitting out a large amount of gray spider silk from the hole, which quickly filled the hole that had been dug out.

Then a lot of energy came out from within.

The invading aura of chaos was temporarily cut off.

The Arachnoid Demon is like a hard-working laborer who mends the seams.

In the depths of the third layer of space of the Dark Star Picking Tower, there was an additional Castlevania in the small fantasy world in the palm of the sixty-seventh left hand of the hundred-armed giant.

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Continent of Chaos.

On the chaotic continent, there are forces that have been successfully formed all the time, and there are forces that have been destroyed all the time.

However, in the area thousands of miles away from the Red Fang Country, a not weak force has quietly risen, and at the same time, all the large and small intelligent races and beings within a radius of thousands of years have been subdued.

This emerging power has attracted the attention of the other three major imperial powers in the vicinity.

Because the position where this power rises is located in the buffer zone of the three empires.

They don't know if it's secretly supported by other empires.

There are two kinds of forces on the Continent of Chaos.

One is the power established by the native natives, and the other is the power established by the disciples of the Star Picking Tower.

Star Picking Tower is a taboo word on the Chaotic Continent, but it has made countless people crazy.

They are afraid of the Star Picking Tower, but they are in awe of the Star Picking Tower.