Just when Ryan was trapped in the so-called black prison, in an extremely remote place of the Light God Clan in the Heavenly Realm, a group of more than a dozen ten-winged angels were discussing something together, looking at the appearance of these people, they were clearly divided into two factions.

"Everyone, we have lost 6 clansmen this time, among which Naxi is still an eight-winged angel, you must know that Naxi's talent is very good, and it is very likely to grow into a twelve-winged angel, we can't just forget it." It was a decaphim who spoke, and there was a golden five characters on his chest, and this was the fifth deacon in this area.

"Hehe, Lao Wu, that's what I said, but it's not as simple as sending someone to say, you must know that Naxi is the cultivation of the peak of the Eight Wings, and even Naxi was pulled back from the Gate of Advent, this person's cultivation is not simple, let's think about it carefully." It was the second deacon who spoke.

"Second brother, think about it, it sounds good, how many days have it been, we are still arguing here, if it weren't for the fact that the fire of their souls in Naxi has not been extinguished, they would have used divine punishment a long time ago." It was the archdeacon who spoke.

"Hehe, the archdeacon is really good, there is no positioning of the gate of advention, and he can directly use divine punishment, the little one admires, admires." It was the thirteen deacons who spoke.

"What do you mean?" The ninth deacon opposite the thirteen deacons yelled at the thirteen deacons.

"Divine punishment, if you have the ability to release it, there is no positioning of the door of advention, you want to be punished by God, but you don't have that ability, chirp crookedly." The thirteenth deacon stood up and shouted angrily.

"Alright. The thirteenth brother should not be like those hillbillies who have no knowledge. The second deacon said lightly to the thirteenth deacon.

"You ......!" The nine deacons sat down hatefully, and their faces turned blue with anger.

And the chief manager Curis Snyder who is sitting on the upper hand is smiling, there are dozens of lower gods under this god king, the middle is a god, and there are several upper gods, but the management plane is a relatively rich thing Curis Snyder has done it for thousands of years, you must know that Curis Snyder is just a middle god, you must know that the management plane is the first important thing under the god king, and it is highly valued by the god king, compared to those who manage other things, not only has a lot of freedom, but also can have close contact with the god king, Of course, there are many opportunities to receive guidance from the Kami-king.

What does the chief manager Kurisnyd rely on, that is, the means and the observation of words, just like this face management deacon, the thirteen people were easily divided into two factions by Kurisnyd, one is from a big family and claims to be a nobleman, and the other is from a commoner, of course, there are contradictions This can only be done by the governor with peace of mind, and every time he sees the fierce fight between these two factions, Kurisnyder feels gratified.

"Okay, okay, isn't it just a blasphemer, second deacon, you go and urge the people of the instrument department, why haven't you repaired the door of advent yet, if it is a major event of the delayed adult, I think the head of his instrument department will also be replaced, boss, you go and find out who the defender of that plane is who the accident is, and then we will make plans." Currysnyder saw that the two sides were about to make a move, so he ordered unhurriedly.

"Yes, Lord Steward." As soon as the two parties heard Kurisnyd's words, they quickly stood up, and then one side with the archdeacon as the leader and the other with the second deacon as the leader, looked at each other and walked out, while the chief Curry Snyder slowly disappeared from his seat.

"Father, you must get me back this time, I've had enough of it here, and my soul clone has been destroyed, Father, Father!" In a huge magic array, a young man howled, and said to a communication magic array with a miserable appearance, this communication magic array can not only transmit sounds, but also images, and opposite this young man is a monster that is hundreds of meters tall.

"What, the soul clone was destroyed, you are not lying, you must know that although the plane you are in is a bit strange, it is impossible to destroy a clone of the Sacred Ingot Rank." The huge monster figure trembled and turned into a giant several meters tall, and the giant looked at the young man with a playful face.

"Father, I really didn't lie, this person not only destroyed my soul clone, but also directly imprisoned several Bright God Clans, one of them is an eight-winged angel, and this guy also had the audacity to run into someone's door of advent and directly catch a two-winged little angel, this guy is still ......." The young man said quickly.

"What, the Bright God Clan has suffered such a big loss, haha, those birdmen, this time they know what kind of birds they are." The giant man on the other side heard the young man's words and gloated.

"That's right, my son was also harmed by those birdmen this time." The young man said hurriedly.

"Since your soul clone has been destroyed, then you are ready to come back, a few days ago I heard that the advent gate in the hands of the guy who manages your plane was damaged, I estimate that it won't be long before those birdmen come to you, you must know that the advent gate is not so easy to repair, and when those birdmen come to you, you are taking the opportunity to ......." This giant man looks very rough, but it turns out that he is also a sinister guy.

"Thank you father for your concern, my son knows." The young man replied gratefully, knowing that his father knew about the damage to a small Advent Gate, he probably still cared about himself, which is why this young man was so excited.

"Okay, that's it, but remember not to be polite to those birdmen, you must know that those guys are very rich, if you lower the price, or insult them, I will wait for you at home, and you are not allowed to leave the house until you come back to the realm of the upper gods." The giant man dropped a sentence and closed the communication array.

"Oh my God, the higher god, I haven't reached the realm of the middle god yet? But it's okay, you don't have to stay in this bullshit place. The young man howled, but then he thought about it.

"Hehe, you have to think about it carefully, what conditions do you need for the Bright God Clan to come?" The young man's eyes rolled.

"Lord Steward, the people from the Instrument Department said that it is difficult to repair the Advent Gate, especially the positioning system inside, it is estimated that it will take some time." In front of Curry Snyder, the governor, stood the Second Deacon, who was the leader of the plebeian deacons.

"Well, the second deacon has worked hard for you to keep an eye on the people in the instrument department during this time, I know that you are all cultivating in a real way, and you are much better than those who can only speak." Curry Snyder complimented the second deacon.

"The chief manager is serious, these are the small people's business." The second deacon replied excitedly.

"Well, this Gate of Advent is very important, and I will hand it over to the second deacon, you must know that this is a big matter related to adults." Curry Snyder commanded solemnly.

"Don't worry, Lord Steward!" The second deacon replied patting his chest

Furnace Snyder chatted with the second deacon a few more words, and then the second deacon walked out with a red face, but when he met the archdeacon with a drunken face at the door, he snorted disdainfully and left, muttering in his heart: "A group of guys who can only eat, drink and have fun!" ”

"Hmph, a bunch of coolies!" The archdeacon looked at the second deacon who was in a hurry, and said disdainfully.

"Lord Steward, I inquired, and the one who held on was ......." The archdeacon entered the door of Curisnyd, and hastened to report it.

"Okay, this kind of thing can only be inquired about by a big family, it is worthy of being from a big family, this method is really a set." After listening to the archdeacon's report, Curry Snyder said with praise.

"Hehe, my lord has won the prize." The archdeacon replied with some fluttering respect.

"Thank you for your hard work, how much can be reimbursed for the cost this time, you go and prepare again, let's meet this stickler, and you will go with me when the time comes." Curry Snyder patted the archdeacon on the shoulder and said.

"Unfortunately, it's not hard, I'll go and prepare, and adults just listen to the good news." After saying that, the archdeacon also hurried away.

"Hehe, someone rushed to do something in a few words, and then went to see if there was anything good at the auction." Curisnyder muttered, and the figure vanished.

"Who are you?" Ryan turned his head to see that there was no one behind him, but Ryan yelled loudly.

"Who are you to offend that old lady." A voice rang out in front of Ryan, who looked down and saw a small figure just over 30 centimeters tall staring at him with pitiful eyes.

"Old?" Ryan asked, confused.

"It's the bullshit empress." The villain asked, rolling his eyes.

"Oh! Here's what's going on, how many rooms are there, what's going on. Ryan didn't know what to say, and then asked.

"How do I know, I've only been down for a few days, but those rooms can't be opened, I don't know what's inside?" The villain replied.

"What race are you?" Ryan asked curiously.

"Sea Clan!" The villain replied solemnly.

"Nonsense!" Seeing that the villain was reluctant to say his race, Ryan didn't ask again, but carefully looked at the space.

"Cell!" Ryan looked at it, then came to a conclusion.

"And it's also a cell that can imprison the Holy Realm!" Once again, Ryan came to a conclusion.

This space is not large, only visible only about tens of thousands of square meters, is a passage, and on both sides of the passage are rooms one by one, Ryan counted them, there are a total of 80 rooms, more than half of which are open, Ryan did not enter, and more than half of them are sealed by a door made of a strange substance.

"This is the Administrator's room, right?" Ryan entered a room and found that it was quite large, thousands of square meters, and in this room there were not only a pile of dry bones, but also some utensils, which at first glance were used by the prison guards in the cell.

"Whoa!" Ryan reached for a bucket-like object, but as soon as he touched it, it shattered into a pile of black powder.

"Don't look at it, there's nothing good, if there is something good, I would have found it a long time ago." The villain watched Ryan constantly look through the things in the house, but all of them were corroded by time without exception and turned into a pile of dust, and couldn't help but remind.

"Clank!" There was a crisp metallic sound, and Ryan picked up a string of strangely shaped unknown pieces of metal.

"That's it!" Ryan hurriedly put the thing away and hurriedly walked out.

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