Chapter 900

The low voice of the robber shocked the chaos and set off a storm.

"Ping'an city?" the robber's eyes appeared strange.

He never thought that someone in Taixu would give such a safe name to a city.

In Taixu, almost every city is named after its owner.

So the city Lord may be called Ping An

"The power held by the Taixu demon God in the city is so ethereal that it seems to come out of the virtual extension domain of the imperial shadow."

The robbery emperor thought for a while and didn't start. In his opinion, the comprehensive strength of the city is not strong. The highest strength should be the city master. Less than a robbery God Hou, that is to say, the power is located in the great circle of Hongmeng saints.

"Whether you want to invade chaos or not, since you're here, don't go back."

"These little guys in chaos are worried that no opponent can compare the results. It's really a trial practice field that automatically comes to the door, but..."

There was a hesitation in the eyes of the emperor. There were a lot of demons in the city, millions.

But from his point of view, the demon God in the city didn't seem to know that he had broken away from the land of emptiness.

The demon gods in the city can even live and work in peace and contentment.

Except that no one went out of the city, people watched the opera, practiced seriously, and they rested and worked with the light and darkness in the city.

Obviously, the city and the demon gods in the city are somewhat abnormal.

If the demon God in Taixu wants to make a living, he must constantly perform the tasks issued by the people above, so that there can be chaos stone.

But the demons in this city are not. They are more like ordinary creatures, but ordinary creatures also need to eat. If these demons do not perform their tasks, what is the source of their power? Relying on the power of Taixu alone, these demons can't survive in such a huge city. Needless to say, they will rebel because of the consumption of chaotic stone.

But now there is peace in the city, which makes him mistakenly think that the life in this city is not Taixu demon God, but a normal cultivator.

The emperor of robbery looked at the city, and a man floated out of his left eye.

It is Hongmeng God Hou, now the Lord of the great world of life, the moon god.

She looked at the distant chaotic boundary and observed the scene in the city.

A moment later, she looked embarrassed and said, "emperor, this is not very good?"

The eyes of the robber emperor are uncertain, as if they were communicating with the moon god.

After that, the moon god was silent and finally nodded.

"If ye fan knows...!"

She didn't go on. Obviously, what Taixu emperor asked her to do was against her conscience.

But she must obey the orders of emperor Taixu.

Finally, she turned into a virtual shadow and went towards the place of Taixu.

Taixu emperor looked at the direction of the flood wasteland, and the corners of his mouth slightly stirred up, as if he was smiling.

……

Famine.

Ye Fan feels something and suddenly looks at chaos.

The eyes of emperor Tai Xu Zun Jie were the same as usual, and there was no change.

"Am I wrong?"

He shook his head slightly. This is the casting temple. Emperor Taixu should not see him.

Within the supreme tripod, Erlang God is improving his potential.

Next to him, a silver haired man was waiting for him. This man was the howling dog who had changed his blood.

Now he is not exactly a howling dog, but a howling moon Sirius.

When guarding Erlang God, his eyes were full of excitement.

He can't believe that he has increased his potential twelve times.

The God King told it that now he has the possibility of becoming a saint, which was something he dared not expect in the past.

He is expected to become holy!

He looked at the man outside the present supreme tripod through the golden energy.

The existence that makes the whole chaos look up to.

A man who has reversed many crises on his own.

Lord of the temple, Ye Fan!

Xiao Tian's eyes were full of respect. He was the second strong man he admired except his master.

"Ding, congratulations on increasing talent 16 times!"

A prompt woke Xiao Tian up. He quickly turned his head and looked at Erlang Shenjun.

Erlang's face was so excited that Rao, as a saint, could not restrain the joy from his heart.

"How are you, master?"

Erlang was in a good mood at the moment and said, "although I don't know how far this potential can make me reach, it's definitely not a problem to break through chaos."

"Hey, hey!" Xiao Tian grinned and felt happy for Erlang God.

"Congratulations, master."

Erlang God nodded, took out a sacred animal bone, put it into Xiao Tian's hand and said:

"This is the backbone of the sky swallowing beast I got from the Taixu roulette. If you break through the sage, you can refine it and help you evolve again."

Swallowing the sky beast is the chaotic demon God in the tenth chaotic era. It grasps the law of swallowing. If Xiaotian grasps this law, he will certainly become a congenital demon God.

"Thank you, master!" Xiao Tian was overjoyed.

Erlang God looked at Ye Fan. He rushed out of the supreme tripod and came to Ye Fan.

"Yang Jian, see you!"

Ye Fan turned to look at Yang Jian, then nodded: "sixteen times the talent, good, what can I do for you?"

Yang Jian: "no, thanks for your cultivation!"

"Cultivation?" Ye Fan couldn't deny smiling: "cultivation is not enough. Everyone depends on chance. The reason why you can improve your talent sixteen times is closely related to your own luck!"

"Otherwise, look at the nine spirit yuan Saint opposite. He has also got the mark, but he has been here for a long time, ten times his talent every time!"

Yang Jian smelled the speech and looked at jiulingyuansheng. He saw the bitterness on his face at the moment, as if he had eaten a ton of Coptis.

Seeing this, Xiao Tian beside him couldn't help laughing.

"I also increased my talent twelve times! The nine spirit yuan saint should not be so bad!"

"That's the truth!" Ye Fan glanced at every living creature in the supreme tripod and said:

"If there was no cast temple, their fate would be much more miserable than now. Everyone's every drink and peck would be recorded by the way of heaven, that is to say, their fate would be dead before the cast Temple appeared!"

Yang Jian tried to ask, "that is to say, even if Xiaotian and I didn't cast a temple, we could live a very moist life in the famine?"

Ye Fan said with a smile, "it's this reason!"

"The result of your extraction in the casting temple is the result of amplifying your Qi several times!"

"I see! Yang Jian has been taught!"

Just then, the voice of the Styx came from the supreme tripod.

"Zhao Gongming, please stay!"

Styx looked at the outer disciple of the leader of Tongtian cult and sighed.

It never occurred to anyone that a disciple of an outside school could become a saint, which was a slap in the face of those who boasted that Pangu was authentic!