"Elder Mei, do you know?"

After coming out of the Hundred Flowers Temple, the person who was called the old man by the descendants on the long stone steps stopped and looked at the few young descendants who followed behind him: "Little Dark Bone, there are three henchmen on the Lord, the first is the Hundred Flowers Shadow, and the Hundred Flowers Shadow is the Shadow Guard of the Lord, not only can replace the Lord to preside over the overall situation, but also the doppelganger cultivated by the Lord, scattered in the Twelve Domains, becoming the Lord of the Twelve Domains, and the eyes of the Lord."

The second henchman is the zombie army.

The third henchman, hehe, the eight clans under the lord's seat, the heroes competed for the deer, the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, and the eight clans followed the lord to fight in the south and the north to fight the rivers and mountains and the four seas, so our eight clans can be above the twelve domains.

Finally, there are the lords of one hundred and eight cities in each domain, and below them are the kings of those kingdoms.

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The dark bones muttered in their hearts, on the bright side, these forces are on the surface, who doesn't know that the master still has many hole cards, such as the remnants of the demon race......

Mei Lao seemed to be still reminiscing about the past, with a yearning on his face, how long did he not dare to think about the past, how long did he not dare to think about the back that made him unforgettable, and his tone was low: "In the battle of gods and demons back then, your fathers died in battle, and no one mentioned the past to you."

I think back then, our place is called the Holy Domain, and there is the Divine Domain above the Holy Domain, which is the kingdom of the gods, and there is a dreamy and beautiful temple Xingyue Palace, in which lives the Lord of the Gods......"

"Mei Lao, are you old and confused, and you can't remember the time? Although we are young, we have also lived for thousands of years, since we can remember, our place can be called the Divine Domain, the Lord for saving the sky and many interfaces by the people respected and respected, respected as the throne of God.

According to you, there is another layer above our realm, but why has it never been revealed?"

"Boy, although you are an immortal spirit clan, you are dressed in human skin, and you do have a little time to live, but you are still tender!

Have you ever wondered what kind of battle the Immortal Soul Clan can completely wipe out your immortal talent?" Mei Lao left with a haha.

Leaving seven young juniors looking at each other.

Either their parents fell after the great war they heard about and were supported by the Lord to become one of the eight most powerful clan kings on this land, or they were appointed by the Lord to directly lead a clan.

According to their childhood at that time, there were not no people in the clan who were better than them, but the Lord said that he remembered the merits of his father, and the eight clans would be directly governed by the Lord, and the clan king would be appointed by the Lord, so in addition to the Mei clan that did not fall, the remaining seven clans did not have a clan king for a long time, and they were all directly appointed by the Lord as kings after the seven of them grew up, and the Lord personally taught the exercises.

So, the ethnic groups have no objections, under their rule.

They are grateful, only the Lord is all, their liver and brain are smeared, and they will never give up.

Like their fathers, they are to swear allegiance to the Lord and never rebel.

The Enchanted King, who was drifting away, let out a long sigh and looked up at the sky that had been gray for hundreds of millions of years because of the absence of the god.

The strategy arranged by the Lord today is all offensive, every move is a dead end, and they must be guarded with their lives, this is to make them all blow themselves up, whether the city is still the same, whether everything in this land can survive, it doesn't matter.

Even if it becomes a wild land from now on, it will never leave a trace of green, a little breath of life for the returning gods.

Lord, this is to be buried in the twelve domains.