"Hum~" The soul stone suspended in the space in Fang Xin's body shook slightly.

An incomparably cool meaning came into Fang Xin's mind, and Fang Xin's consciousness instantly became clear, and he was no longer affected by the imperial intention of the demon god attached to the temple.

Fang Xin turned his head to look at the cultivators around him, and found that they were still in a state of fantasy, some of them were dancing, some were self-absorbed, and they had completely lost their true hearts, all of them were fantasizing that they had become the emperor who dominated the world and could not return to reality.

Fang Xin, who had the Soul Suppression Stone to protect his mind, had completely gotten rid of the influence of the will of the Demon God Emperor in the temple, and he walked around the temple freely, looking for something unusual.

There were hundreds of cultivators in the huge hall, but these hundreds of cultivators were all intoxicated by each other, their consciousness had fallen into fantasy, and they couldn't extricate themselves, only Fang Xin was rummaging up and down in the hall, the scene was quite weird.

There were many temples in the Demon God Temple, each of which was quite large-scale, and Fang Xin searched for a long time but still didn't find what kind of secrets were hidden in this carved building.

Fang Xin even suspected that he had entered the false hall in the Demon God Temple, but if it was a false hall, there would definitely be many crises, but at the moment, the crisis did not appear at all, the temple in his depths looked very safe, and there was no sign of a crisis coming at all.

Just when Fang Xin was puzzled, a gentle girl sounded in the sky above the temple: "Congratulations, challenger, you have become the only one who has passed the test of the main hall and obtained the divine artifact, the Fusion Stone!"

The words fell, and before Fang Xin could react, a white light flickered in front of Fang Xin without warning, and when the light dissipated, a dark stone appeared in Fang Xin's hand, Fang Xin took the stone and found that the dark object in the shape of the stone was extremely sticky.

Looking at the dark object in his hand that only looked like a stone, Fang Xin remembered the name of the female voice before, the divine object fusion stone.

After looking carefully, Fang Xin didn't find that the fusion stone in his hand looked like a stone, and it could be called a stone, and as for why he was called a divine object, Fang Xin didn't know anything.

Fang Xin, who was puzzled in his heart, looked at the sky above the hall where the voice came from, and asked loudly, "What is the purpose of this fusion stone?"

Fang Xin's hearing was very loud, and even in this empty temple, it was still spreading, and it did not subside for a long time.

But after the voice rippled and disappeared, Fang Xin couldn't get an answer from the gentle female voice, and the voice seemed to disappear out of thin air, ignoring Fang Xin.

Seeing the cultivators who were gradually sobering up around him, Fang Xin had probably guessed that there was actually a crisis in this temple, and the crisis would be attached to the Demon God Emperor aura on the temple.

If the cultivator who entered it could not get out of the influence of the Demon God Emperor's consciousness within the specified time, I am afraid that he would always live in his own fantasy, and with the help of the Soul Suppression Stone to stabilize his mind, he only walked out of the Demon God Emperor's consciousness in an instant and recovered his own consciousness.

When the allotted time was reached, he was rewarded with the adventure in this temple, the swarthy colloid, which was also known as the fusion stone of the fetish.

Fang Xin, who had already guessed the general idea in his heart, quietly put the fusion stone into the internal space, and the cultivators around him who had just regained consciousness were still looking around one by one, not realizing that they had missed the adventure in this temple.

Without Fang Xin, they would all be permanently immersed in fantasy until they died of exhaustion.

The prohibition outside the temple had disappeared after Fang Xin's adventure, but these cultivators who had just regained their consciousness still knew nothing, and Fang Xin was happy to have a few fewer competitors.

Among the hundreds of people, his figure was inconspicuous, and under the cover of the chaotic crowd, Xin Xin walked out of the hall where he was, and chose one of the thousands of portals around him at random to enter it.

After Fang Xin entered the portal, his figure slowly disappeared, until Fang Xin's figure completely disappeared, and he appeared in another temple.

Only a group of cultivators who didn't know the truth were left secretly pondering, but there was no longer Fang Xin's figure in this chaotic temple, but Fang Xin's disappearance obviously did not attract the attention of others, these people were still looking for the adventures hidden in the temple, and even fought for some strange-looking decorations in the temple.

Fang Xin, who had already come to the other halls, was completely unaware of the chaos of his first entry into the temple, and his attention was already completely attracted by the scene in front of him.

In front of him was a huge dragon!

The dragon's body was as black as ink, a single scale on its body was comparable to a hundred hard shields, jet black and shiny, four dragon claws were powerful and powerful, and a pair of black wings were even more hideous.

Such an image appeared in front of Fang Xin's eyes, and a name immediately appeared in Fang Xin's mind, Western Dragon.

The image of this dragon is like the western dragon he had heard of in his previous life, the western dragon does not have the sacredness and peace of the eastern dragon, they are evil and hideous, and plundering is their favorite thing, and the other name of the western dragon is the evil dragon.

Although it did all kinds of evil, the power possessed by the Western Dragon was also undoubted, and looking at the huge black dragon Fang Xin, whose body had already occupied two-thirds of the temple in front of him, was like a great enemy.

With the size of the dragon clan, the black dragon in front of Fang Xin's eyes was still only a juvenile, just like Fang Xin in the Feng clan.

"Huhuhu!~" The black dragon didn't notice Fang Xin's appearance, it was already asleep, and the sound of heavy breathing came from its nostrils like two black holes, mixed with billowing black smoke.

If it was a timid person, he would probably have been stunned when he saw such a scene, but Fang Xin was obviously not a timid person.

After seeing the dragon in front of him, Fang Xin was a little excited, he felt that the phoenix blood in his body was burning, the phoenix and the divine dragon were originally the same level of divine beasts, and the giant dragon, as the evil branch of the divine dragon, has always been the enemy of the phoenix clan.

Although Fang Xin had never seen the black dragon in front of him, the hostility from his bloodline had already emerged.

Feeling the excitement from his bloodline, Fang Xin didn't hide it, thunder and lightning and flames appeared on his body, which was a manifestation of Fang Xin's extreme excitement.

The black dragon in front of him was obviously a crisis in this temple, and the demon god had brought him in captivity here, and he didn't know how many challengers he had devoured in this temple, but he was still alive.

Fang Xin only knew that from the moment this evil dragon was seen by him, it was impossible for him to continue to escape.

Fang Xin's blood was boiling, demonic qi was gathering, and thunder and fire were raging in the air.

As if feeling the power from Fang Xin, the sleeping black evil dragon opened Xiao Yue's big eyes, and his eyes were full of tyranny.

The battle of the dragon and phoenix has begun!