"Of course, otherwise how would I have come to you!" Seeing that Demoia, who originally looked lazy, was finally enraged, Attila Bo was overjoyed: "That person is called Tang Changsheng, and from the information given to me by the group of believers I contacted, this person has stepped into the demigod realm, and it is very difficult to deal with!"

"Demigods?" A puff of black smoke erupted from Demoa's nostrils, and he looked sneering: "What is a mere demigod, I don't know how many I have killed!"

"That's right, a mere demigod is nothing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Attilabo nodded in agreement.

If it is in his own world, don't say a demigod, even if it is a demigod army, he will not let go of the eyes of the invading coalition forces.

But it was in another world, where their power was suppressed and it was difficult to penetrate the past.

"A mere demigod is nothing, but you must know that he is a demigod hero, maybe he is the demigod hero who was born in that world to resist our invasion!"

"Poof...... A cloud of black smoke and fire erupted from Demoa's nostrils, this time no longer mocking, but fearful.

Demoa had once become a demigod hero, and no one knew better than him what the so-called demigod hero was all about.

He suddenly changed color: "Could it be that there is the support of the main god behind that demigod hero of Tang Changsheng?"

"No, no, no, Demoah, you forgot. There is no god in that world, not even the gods...... But no matter how weak that world is, it should still have Gaia consciousness......

That's why I'm here to ask you to take action with me to destroy this Tang Changsheng. Definitely don't give him a chance to grow up!"

"Then what are you waiting for," Temoa flapped his wings and stood up, the flames quickly retracted and clung to his body like feathers.

The so-called heroic demigod is the protagonist. It is a character who is the luck of the times......

When his luck comes, he will be omnipotent, turn evil into good, create countless legends, and even make the gods marvel and envy.

But when luck gradually leaves him, that is, when he is no longer the protagonist. Unless he has ascended to the position of the gods, he has become a star and is eternal in the sky.

Otherwise, you will be unlucky, and you will be defeated and killed...... An even more tragic fate.

For example, Temoa, who was once also the protagonist of the infinite glory and creation of legends, a heroic demigod. However, in the end, when the eyes of the gods were no longer on him, and luck shifted, he finally became a demon dragon!

"Don't be nervous, Temoa. My followers will lay a trap to lure the demigod hero in. When the time comes, you can take action yourself and kill him!"

"As for those believers of yours, don't let them hurry up. A bunch of useless waste!" Demoa roared.

Attilabo showed a faint smile and said confidently: "Don't worry, these people are absolutely easy to use." They will soon bring Tang Changsheng here!"

But Temoa exclaimed, "Those believers you call are some wall-to-wall grass who sees the wind and rudder, villains." Originally, they worshipped not us gods, but other evil gods......

Now, the damn clowns can't reach their masters, but they're running up to us and groveling...... Attilab, you trust them too much, and sooner or later you'll be killed by those clowns!"

Attilab was not angry, but said, "You are right, but you must know that we need to lead the way in our invasion of that world!"

This sentence worked best, and even the angry and roaring Demoa had nothing to say.

"Then let them quickly lay a trap, kill Tang Changsheng as soon as possible, and invade that damn world!"

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That damn Tang Changsheng didn't even sneeze at this time.

Although it is said that Qianfu pointed out, he died without illness. But the resentment of the two foreign demon gods obviously couldn't affect Tang Zhenren.

At this moment, Tang Zhenren is walking in the underworld. The wind was like a knife, and at this time, Tang Changsheng was only walking among the Yin Gods, and he didn't even use any magic weapons to protect himself.

Just let the sword-like wind continue to blow on the Yin God, what the Yin God can resist at this moment is just the divine light emitted by his own power.

The faint flame-like light shrank only three inches in front of him, resisting the attack of the powerful Gangfeng.

It's not that Tang Changsheng can't stretch the divine light apart, but the larger the volume, the larger the area of the force.

In this void netherworld, Tang Changsheng obviously wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

It was a wild void, the sky was dark and empty, and everywhere there was the wind that blew like a knife.

Only the divine light on Tang Changsheng's body shone out, and he could clearly see the barren and empty scene around him.

There was nothing, not even the earth was cut flat by the wind. Anything that stood out was swept away by the wind.

Mana is also rapidly consuming, and he can't tell the time in this netherworld, but his strength has almost been consumed at this moment.

Tang Changsheng didn't look back, but he still walked towards the place where the wind was most violent.

"Persistence, persistence, persistence, squeezing out the last trace of potential...... This is the meaning of surviving this catastrophe. ”

Because when yin and yang are born, everything can't help you.

At that time, neither the Yin God nor the magic weapon could help him. When the yang fire is calcined, that is, only by relying on oneself can it survive......

Thinking of this, Tang Changsheng even felt that this Gangfeng seemed to be too weak......

When finally, in a secret room in the residence of the Archon of Masan. With a flash of sparks on the Three Realms Mirror, Tang Changsheng had already walked out of the Netherworld.

At this moment, the strength in his body had weakened to the extreme, and the flame-like divine light had almost dissipated cleanly.

And the yin god seemed to have shrunk a lot......

Returning to his body at this moment, Tang Changsheng opened his eyes tiredly, and it seemed that even his eyes had withered, losing his former light.

"The Yin God is too much attrition......"

In this case, if it were in the past, it would at least take dozens or hundreds of pearls and ten days and half a month to recover.

But for Tang Changsheng now, it's much simpler. Take out the scepter, and a little dragon qi will be pumped out.

This time for Tang Changsheng, he was already familiar with it. The amount of dragon qi extracted was only one-tenth of the first time...... Save the embarrassment......

The Yin God breathed in, slowly digesting this power.