Outside the town of Tianyang.

Private territory with 10,000 empty alleys.

Li Xie was leisurely tasting the god-level wine, but his face was ugly.

The situation of the Huangquan clan seems to be more serious than he imagined. For three days, Qin Fang didn't even have any reaction?

A trace of remembrance appeared in Li Xie's expression.

In the territory of the Plague God, a cup of fragrant tea was smoky and fragrant, giving people a feeling of incomparably freshness, but it was obvious that the Plague God was a little absent-minded.

What happened this time? Can Li Xie really solve it? And how can he solve it?

In the eyes of the plague god, there was also a trace of reminiscence.

Yellow Springs World.

Qin Fang also fell into deep thought, Xiao Hei was able to devour the resentment material and purify the resentment material? Does that mean something? Qin Fang felt as if he had grasped a point, but it was very unclear.

This Yellow Springs equipment? What exactly?

Wearing the boots of Vientiane, Qin Fang looked at the Huangquan equipment he forged, it was really like equipment, no different from normal equipment; However, when he gets rid of the Vientiane Boots, this Yellow Springs equipment will completely transform its form.

The equipment of this Yellow Spring was like a stream of red air, which was gathered together by Qin Fang in this special way, and finally condensed together, forming a red substance, formless and formless, like smoke.

This substance? Qin Fang didn't know him. Even if you use god-level detection skills, it is a series of question marks.

Qin Fang sighed helplessly and began to forge equipment again, but from time to time? I also chatted with these death gods, hoping to learn more about this world from the conversation with them.

Ding, knock, forging continues.

The two days passed in a flash, Qin Fang finished forging, and his backpack was full of fifth-level, sixth-level, and even seventh-level Huangquan equipment, and in these two days of forging, Qin Fang forged more than 30,000 pieces of Huangquan equipment.

This is a terrible statistic. But at the same time, a terrible thought also popped up in Qin Fang's mind, he? Can you devour these equipment? Why don't you give it a try?

As soon as this idea appeared, it was like a nightmare, constantly amplifying.

So, Qin Fang stretched out his hand and decisively fused with these bright red airflows.

【Ding, congratulations on gaining power-1200000】

【Ding, congratulations on gaining agility -1200000】

Qin Fang watched his attributes continue to grow and leap rapidly, and his whole heart suddenly filled with different thoughts.

Qin Fang: It seems? I can have a certain amount of self-preservation. No, not only self-preservation.

Honestly, these so-called strong people from the outside world? Isn't Qin Fang annoying? Surely irritation, and these death gods? threatened Qin Fang's life many times, and his eyes were full of disdain for Qin Fang, which made Qin Fang very unhappy, but in order to know the truth of the matter? Qin Fang had to make a false deal with them, constantly trying to extract information from their mouths.

But what about the real situation? These gods of death are all cunning and cunning, and they have been getting along for the past three days. Qin Fang didn't get any news at all. On the contrary, a lot of information about himself was stolen by them, which made Qin Fang's psychology very uncomfortable. If? If you can have great strength yourself? This thing? It seems to be a lot easier.

Qin Fang? I don't want to see the faces of these gods of death.

As a result, Qin Fang decisively began to devour these Yellow Springs equipment, and as soon as the first piece was fused, the countdown given to Qin Fang by Li Xie stopped and disappeared completely.

[Ding, you have officially become the Huangquan family. 】

Qin Fang's heart froze, this matter? Something seems too right.

At this moment, Qin Fang completely severed his connection with Li Xie, it seems? Destiny can never be returned.

At the same time, in the outside world, Li Xie crushed the wine bottle in his hand in shock. The teacup in the hands of the Plague Law God was poured, and Qin Fang's breath completely disappeared in the Mandate of Heaven.

The Plague God descended to Li Xie's side for the first time and questioned him like a roar.

"That's what you do? That's your solution? ”

"Qin Fang is now completely immersed in it, this matter? How do you deal with it? ”

"Have you ever thought about the importance of this?"

This scene, if it is seen by the gods of Qixia Mountain, it will definitely be stunned, this is not scientific, the plague god? When has there ever been such a gaffe?

In the face of the roar of the plague god, Li Xie was very calm.

"This Huangquan clan is not a Longtan tiger's den, Qin Fang will definitely be able to appear, besides, I still have a backhand."

Li Xie's calmness made the Plague Law God's furious mood slightly better.

"After waiting for three days, if Qin Fang does not return, you and I will enter the world of resentment together."

The plague god left this sentence and disappeared.

Li Xie sensed the nodes of the resentment world, and a lot of questions appeared in his mind.

The world of resentment.

In thirty minutes, Qin Fang integrated all the tens of thousands of pieces of Huangquan equipment into his body, which made Qin Fang feel that he was extremely powerful, and these equipment made him a hegemon-like figure.

Even if it's a human king? In Qin Fang's perception, he didn't seem to be as strong as himself.

Qin Fang has never stopped, he is still forging, he is still devouring, as Qin Fang's strength is getting bigger and bigger, his size is also constantly getting bigger, the only thing that is different from these death gods? Qin Fang has never become a monster, he is still him, except that his skin is a little red.

This? Qin Fang clenched his fists and felt the incomparable power flowing, but he was still not satisfied.

It's been another three days, and these death gods in the outside world are all waiting for irritability.

"Is this kid forging equipment?"

"yes, it's not a little trick."

"Made, in front of us, dare to play tricks."

"For so many days, it's impossible for him not to forge a piece of equipment."

"I'm going to break in, I'm going to go and see."

These death gods couldn't wait, after all, who could resist the temptation of Huangquan's equipment.

The impatient death gods want to do it, these death gods who have purchased Qin Fang's equipment? I didn't interfere either, after all, no one likes people who make small moves. This kid? He should be taught a lesson, or else? Does he really think that with the name of an evil god? I can be a blessing in this place.

"Break it for me."

The body of a bull and a sheep, countless monsters with arms outstretched, bombarded the portal with all its might. Knock, knock, knock, this portal that is already almost rotten really can't bear it.

"It's noisy."

In the next moment, the monster with the body of a bull and a sheep suddenly turned into a rag bag, and was bombarded by a mysterious force, and its body directly disintegrated in the air, turning into a bright red breath and disappearing.

This scene suddenly frightened the surrounding death gods, and they all gasped and looked at the situation inside the portal in fear.

What's going on? If you want to divide this death god with a bull head and a sheep body, it can be regarded as a twelfth-level Huangquan god, and if it is compared with the Mandate of Heaven, it can be regarded as the existence of a high-level god, but what? A punch? was bombarded and killed, and it was a complete death, this situation seems to be a little bad.

Qin Fang's figure stepped out of the smoke, looking at these death gods with a miserable smile on his face.

"Hey, long time no see, guys, now? Can you talk to me about it? ”

Uh, I was really stupid yesterday, the chapter name was wrong, and it jumped from 600 chapters to 900 chapters before it was screened, but it didn't interfere with the reading, so I'll contact the editor and see if I can correct it.

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