As the first batch of fanatical believers came to the end of their lives, Feng Qinglang's divine kingdom outside the crystal wall was also established, and a beautiful floating continent would revolve around this plane in the future.

At the end of the life of the believers in the plane, they will come to his kingdom in another form of life, and continue to live in this form, which is the reward of the gods for their faith, and this form of life is called prayer.

In order not to let his kingdom of God be disturbed by the rules of the Great Shijie, Feng Qinglang has already synchronized all the rules of the kingdom of God and the plane, at least the rules of time, must be unified, otherwise the kingdom of God for a second, the plane for a hundred years, it will be quite unfavorable to the physical and mental state of prayer.

When the first prayers came to the kingdom of God, Feng Qinglang could hear their deafening cheers, and they understood that they believed in the true God, and that our lord had his own kingdom of God, which could contain the souls of believers after death.

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly, for them, for this big shijie, he was just a passerby, and even more using them, but for them, it was the whole of life.

What makes him feel even more sad is that he analyzed the state of prayer, they were born from the obsession of the believer at the time of death, and when they came to the kingdom of God, they became a new life form based on this obsession, inheriting some of the personality characteristics of the original owner, but ...... Is this still the same as them?

Feng Qinglang broke away from his own divine kingdom, and under the rules of Dashijie, he thought for a while, and when he returned to this plane, thousands of years had passed, and he once again showed miracles and solved a lot of problems. The rise of the cult is actually that there is another human being of this plane, vainly trying to embark on the path of igniting the divine fire, and Feng Qinglang certainly did not hesitate to suppress him; Some doctrinal disputes led to the division of the Wen Shen sect into two sides, and even when there were signs of divine warfare, Feng Qinglang and the two sides were not offended, unifying their views, so that the original doctrine of a few casual words was further developed.

After solving these problems, Feng Qinglang returned to his own kingdom of God, due to the arrival of a large number of prayers, it had become a little crowded, he had to expand the kingdom of God, and left a trace of divinity condensed by the power of faith, which could represent part of his personality and wisdom, to deal with the expansion of the kingdom of God in the future, and the management of the prayers.

But he couldn't help but be a little nervous thinking, if the kingdom of God expands to infinity, what kind of situation will it be, will it replace the original plane and become a new plane? Or will it break out of time and space and become a new great shijie?

He pondered in the void for a while, this plane had passed for a thousand years, he entered again, solved another batch of problems, came to the void again, entered the state of thinking, and after repeating this several times, this plane had basically been incorporated into his command and became his personal plane.

There is a trace of divinity left in the kingdom of God, and he can also deal with all kinds of disputes that arise in the future according to his way of thinking.

Feng Qinglang once again entered the void of the Great Shijie, went deep into the forest of the plane, and continued to look for the next plane suitable for him to recruit believers.

Outside, the clubhouse opera house.

The bigwigs of these hidden families couldn't see anything from the faces of their respective representatives sitting on the stage, but an hour after the start of the game, according to the first report of the illusion Dabi submitted by the recorder, some trends could be judged from it, which was a ranking compiled by the recorder according to the energy strength of each number reflected by the phantom wood porcelain plate.

When Mrs. Bi saw this report, her face was definitely not good-looking, and Xiao Mo, who she had high hopes for, was ranked at the bottom, and Ximu was not much better, looking at two more people, you could see Ximu's number, but Wen Ruyu's ranking was the most haode, but his number was only in the lower middle of the stream.

If that's the final standings, they'll definitely drop out of the top 10 and become their worst big competition result ever.

She handed the report to the old man in red beside her, and asked in a calm voice, "What do you think?"

The old man in red took the report and read this simple report very carefully before he considered it: "Mastermother, at least, none of us have been eliminated, you see the Yun family, there is already an honorary elder who has been eliminated, and it is said that the spiritual sea has been damaged......"

A total of sixty people from twenty families participated in the illusion competition, and now twelve people have been eliminated, a full fifth.

Mrs. Bi smiled bitterly: "But there are two other people, one is in the top five, and the other is also in the top twenty

The old man in red said: "Mastermother, this time we have three people in the illusion competition, all of them are temporary choices, especially Your Excellency Wen Ruyu, who is very amazing, and even some picky guys in the illusion open class are full of praise afterwards. ”

Old Madam Bi nodded her name and said in a deep voice: "I'm worried about him now, he shouldn't be here."

The plane forest of the phantom wood porcelain plate, an abyss plane at the bottom of the plane forest, Xiao Mo has been completely lost.

Once, there was a voice that reminded him from time to time, who am I?

But since the start of the war in the Abyssal Plane, that voice has become weaker and weaker, and by now, it has completely disappeared.

He only knew that he had finally advanced from a demonic poisonous insect to the current Abyss Lord, a huge flame demon with six flame wings, he had experienced the same kind of fight when he was born, so as to gain the power to survive, he had experienced dimensional wars, stepped on a human shijie, he had experienced endless battlefields, and fought with endless devils......

Now, he should be the master of this plane, but there is another abyss lord who provokes him and tries to replace him, then this abyss lord and his army must all die

His raging anger sustained him through the nearly hundred years of the Abyssal War, but he understood that this was only the beginning, a battle that would not end until one side was completely destroyed.

Now, another large-scale battle has begun, the red sky, there will always be inexhaustible burning clouds, the hot earth, there will always be magma beating one after another, just like the eternally fiery red eyes and eternally boiling anger in the demon army, the two armies have been completely slaughtered, and Momo's almost mountain-like body is extremely angry today, as if there is some premonition in the dark, something is about to happen......

He left his throne furiously, and suddenly rushed into the battlefield, the one-handed hammer that was bigger than an adult demon dragon, was like a small toy in his hand, but this toy was just smashed at random on the battlefield, a large number of fighting snake demons, barbarian demons immediately died, and the splashed flesh and blood made him feel a little better, he rushed into the battlefield so unreasonably, and fought, there was an enemy Baro Flame Demon in the sky, seeing that he was participating in the battle, he tried to retreat as soon as possible.