"Plague Law God Senior? Don't? ”

Qin Fang's mouth grew and he couldn't believe it.

"Well, this incident is also an accident, the plague god is about the same as my experience in the underworld."

Qin Fang understood, these two existences? I really don't give Hong a little face.

"We stole 90% of Hong's grievances together, successfully resurrected, and because of life and death, we successfully broke through the realm of transcending the super god level, and completely reached the same level as Hong, so we don't need to be afraid of him anymore."

Li Xie's triumphant words completely annoyed Hong.

It's just that Li Xie waved his hand, that is, to calm the underworld.

"Hong, although we can't do it directly to you, but don't force me to break the net."

Li Xie's voice was cold and threatening.

The underworld was tyrannical for a while, and gradually fell silent.

Just like Li Xie, the plague god can't do anything to Hong, and Hong can't do anything to these two.

After all, three people? Strictly speaking, it belongs to the same origin.

"These gods of death? To a certain extent, it is regarded as Hong's nourishment, which is equivalent to the pigs to be killed during the New Year, and it is naturally the fatter the better. ”

"On weekdays, the resentment in the bodies of these death gods will also be extracted by Hong and become the nutrients for Hong's resurrection."

Qin Fang understood, everything turned out to be like this.

"Teacher Li Xie, since you know everything about the situation in this place, why did you still let me come?"

Qin Fang couldn't help but be curious.

"Let you come? Naturally, it is for you to test the reality of Hong, as for these wastes? Not enough to mention. ”

"I don't think I've helped anything this time."

Qin Fang was a little pessimistic.

"No, you've been very helpful this time."

Li Xie smiled mysteriously and secretly sent a message to Qin Fang: "Do you know how I stole Hong's power? ”

Qin Fang shook his head, how could he know about such a confidential matter?

"Once, I and the Plague God both used clever tricks to deceive Hong and steal Hong's resources, but you? It's completely different, you can openly steal the power of Hong. ”

A glimmer of light flashed in Li Xie's eyes, and when Qin Fang looked at it, he immediately understood something: forging.

"Yes, I'm talking about forging, but if you want to refine Hong's power, you must at least be able to forge eleventh level Huangquan equipment first."

The eleventh level of Huangquan equipment is equivalent to an intermediate artifact.

"Teacher Li Xie, I'm still a legendary-level divine craftsman."

Qin Fang was a little suspicious of himself, besides? Why steal Hong's power of resentment? Bullying people one after another? Is it really good? Doesn't Ren Renhong just want to be resurrected? Why is it so hard?

Li Xie mysteriously said a sentence in Qin Fang's ear: "The power of this resentment? It can make people break through the barrier of the super god level and be promoted to the realm of transcending the super god level. ”

One sentence suddenly made Qin Fang's heart hot. This thing must be taken down. As for Hong's mood? Whoever loves it cares goes

"After you get it? How is it distributed? ”

Qin Fang no longer considered the issue of his own forging level, but asked how to distribute it. This huge wealth really made Qin Fang's eyes red.

"Huh? The power of resentment this time was originally a reward that I discussed with the Plague Law God to give you, so that your realm could be greatly improved, you kid? Don't want it? Do you have to share it with me? Hey, count your kid as filial. ”

Li Xie couldn't help but laugh at Qin Fang.

Qin Fang was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic, and hugged Li Xie's thigh again: "Big guy, please bring it." Qin Fang paused for a moment and continued, "By the way, Teacher Li Xie? Can you draw nine out of nine?? ”

Li Xie glanced at Qin Fang, you kid? So greedy?

"Nine out of nine, and this underworld will collapse. Ninety percent, this is the limit. ”

"Why don't you just kill Hong?"

As soon as Qin Fang said this, he regretted it, isn't this a fool's problem? How to kill Hong? Isn't it the equivalent of killing a rooster that lays golden eggs?

If Hong does not die, Li Xie will be able to continue stealing and plotting Hong's power, if Hong dies.

"It's good if you understand, give, this is my perception of the forging of Huangquan equipment, I hope it can help you."

As he spoke, Li Xie transmitted a large amount of experience and insights about the eleventh, and even twelfth-level Huangquan equipment to Qin Fang.

Qin Fang immediately crossed his knees and accepted this wave of experience.

As for Li Xie, he threw his eyes on the bodies of the group of death gods present. Hey, it's not time to harvest this crop, wait a minute, it won't take long.

These gods of death? In a sense, it can no longer be regarded as a living being, but a stitching monster, a huge monster where countless monsters gather together.

Li Xie glanced at the Plague Law God, and the two of them suddenly blurred their figures, lingering beside Qin Fang, recuperating their energy.

For the two, the moment when Qin Fang woke up was the moment when they really fought.

In the depths of the underworld, a reddish phantus, constantly undulating, seems to be angry. These two shameless guys must have taken a fancy to his resentment.

Hong has finally accumulated so many years of resentment, and he can get out of trouble and be resurrected, but he must not be succeeded by them again. Hongsuo didn't sleep anymore, and stared intently at the pool of resentment.

Over here! He was once patronized by two thieves and successfully wiped out his hope of resurrection. This? He would never allow anyone to be here, and for this reason, Hong made a 10,000% defense.

There are endless traps alone, that is, there are 30,000 traps, which can be called eight traps in one step.

Made, I'm phew.

Hong's eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that his plan needed to be advanced. It's time to kill these fattened pigs.

Hong suddenly decided that when the evil god and the plague god left, he would start his own resurrection plan, otherwise, if these two people interfered with him and let him fail to resurrect? Isn't that?

Time passed rapidly, and by the time Qin Fang had completely understood this experience, a month had passed.

Qin Fang woke up leisurely at this time, and the eyes that looked at Li Xie were full of ready starlight.

"Teacher Li Xie, everything is ready now, only the materials are missing."

"Materials are not difficult for me."

Li Xie instantly supported the power of resentment, isolated the space, and handed Qin Fang a twelfth-level Huangquan material.

"You don't need to worry about security, you just need to forge."

Li Xie and the Plague Law God glanced at each other, ready to protect the Dharma for Qin Fang.

Hong didn't know why, but he always felt strange, as if something was going to happen.

Ding, knock.

Qin Fang began the forging, this flame? The most apex flame of resentment given by the evil gods; This forge is also of the Evil God trait.

In the depths of the underworld, with Qin Fang's forging, Hong immediately felt that his resentment seemed to be disappearing.

Hong originally thought that this was a normal escape, but this small devouring force had not decayed, but was gradually increasing. It's not right, it's very wrong.

Hong wanted to investigate, and finally found the source, the evil god, the plague god.

The three corpses of Hong's anger jumped violently: Made, these two? It's like doing something to his grievances. Am I easy? You cheat people are addicted. Grass.

At this moment, Hong can't wait to torture the evil god and the plague god to death.

I don't want to work hard anymore.

Pawn! Vomiting blood, vomiting blood.

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