"Of course, how could I come to you?" Seeing Demoya, who was originally lazy, finally being angry, Attilabo was overjoyed: "That person is called Tang Changsheng. From the information given to me by the believers I contacted, this person has entered the realm of demigods and is very difficult to deal with!"

"Demigod?" A mouthful of black smoke spurted out from Moya's nostrils, looking like he sneered: "What is a mere demigod? I don't know how many I have killed!"

"Yes, a mere demigod is nothing. . The fastest update is," Attilabo nodded in agreement.

If you are in your own world, don’t talk about a demigod, even if you have a demigod army, you will not let it go in the eyes of the invading coalition forces.

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

"A mere demigod is nothing, but you have to know that he is a demigod hero. Perhaps it is the demigod hero who was born specifically in the world to resist our invasion!"

"Puff..." A ball of black smoke mixed with anger sprayed out from Demoya's nostrils. This time it was no longer ridicule, but with fear.

Demoya once became a demigod hero, and no one knows better than him, what is the so-called demigod hero?

He suddenly changed his expression: "Is there a support from the Lord God behind that demigod hero of Tang Changsheng?"

"No, no, no, you forgot. There is no main god in that world, and there is not even a god... But no matter how weak that world is, it should have Gaia's consciousness...

That's why I asked you and me to take action to destroy this Tang Changsheng. I will definitely not give him a chance to grow up!"

"What are you waiting for?" Demoa flapped his wings and stood up. The flames on his body quickly retracted and pressed against him like feathers.

The so-called heroic demigod is the protagonist. He is a person whose luck is for the times...

When his luck comes, he will do everything, turn bad luck into good fortune, create countless legends, and even make all the gods amazed and envious.

But when luck gradually leaves him, that is, he is no longer the protagonist. Unless he has reached the position of the god of heaven and turns into stars and eternal in the sky.

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

For example, Demoya was once the protagonist of the legendary and the heroic demigod. However, when the gods' eyes were no longer on him and their luck changed, he eventually became a demon dragon!

"Don't be nervous, Demoa. My believers will set up a trap to attract that demigod hero. Then you can take action and kill him!"

"Where are your believers, don't let them do it quickly. A bunch of useless waste!" Demoya roared.

Attilabo smiled faintly and said confidently: "Don't worry, these people are absolutely useful. They will attract Tang Changsheng soon!"

Demoya shouted irritably: "The believers you call are fence-branders and villains who change their minds. They originally worshipped not us gods, but other evil gods...

Now, those damn clowns can't contact their masters anymore, but they ran to us and bowed... Attilabo, you trust them too much, sooner or later, you will be killed by those clowns!"

Attilabo was not angry, but said, "Dermoa, you are right, but you must know that we need to lead the way when we invade that world!"

This sentence works the most, even Demoya, who roared in anger, had nothing to say.

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

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

Although it was said that thousands of people died without any skill, the resentment of the two demon gods from the outside world obviously did not affect Zhenren Tang.

At this moment, Zhenren Tang was walking in the dark world. The strong wind was like a knife. At this time, Tang Changsheng was just the Yin God walking in it, and even no magic weapon to protect his body was used.

Just let the sword-like gale blow on the Yin Shen, the Yin Shen can resist the Yin wind at this moment, that is, the divine light emitted by his own power.

The faint light like flames shrank three inches in front of him, resisting the attack of the powerful wind.

It’s not that Tang Changsheng cannot spread the divine light, but the larger the volume, the larger the area of ​​the force it will be.

In this vain and dark world, Tang Changsheng obviously would not do such stupid things.

This is a wild wilderness of nothingness, the sky is dark and empty, and there are the winds blowing like a knife everywhere.

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

There was nothing, and even the earth was cut by the gale wind to an extremely flat position. Any place that was protruding was finally swept away under such gale wind.

The mana was also being consumed quickly. In this dark world, he couldn't tell the time, but almost half of his power had been consumed at this moment.

Tang Changsheng did not turn back, but still headed towards the place where the strongest wind was.

"Persist, persist, persist, and squeeze out the last trace of potential... This is the meaning of overcoming this storm."

Because when yin is exhausted and yang is born, nothing can help you.

At that time, neither the Yin God nor the Magical Weapon could help him. When the Yang Fire was burning, it was only by relying on yourself that he could survive...

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

At the end, in a secret room in the Mashan ruling residence, as sparks flashed on the Three Realms Mirror, Tang Changsheng had already walked out of the dark world.

At this moment, the power on his body had weakened to the extreme, and the flame-like divine light had almost disappeared.

And the Yin God seemed to shrink a lot...

At this moment, returning to his body made Tang Changsheng open his eyes tiredly, as if even his eyes were sluggish and he lost the light of the past.

"The Yin God has been exhausted too much..."

If this situation was changed in the past, it would take at least dozens or hundreds of pearls, and it took ten days and half a month to recover.

But for Tang Changsheng now, it is much simpler. He took out his scepter and a little dragon energy was pulled out.

This time, for Tang Changsheng, it was already familiar with the invisibility. The amount of the dragon energy he extracted was only one-tenth of the first time... It would save you from being embarrassed...

The Yin God slowly digested this power while breathing. (To be continued...)
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