Being loved by such a peerless woman can be said to be a blessing that no man can ask for.

"Thank you, but you have other tasks this time."

Jun Xiaoyao has begun to arrange a follow-up plan.

Regarding Tuoba Yu and others, some of his followers need to be properly arranged.

Jun Xiaoyao naturally didn’t have that time, so he could only give it to Luo Xiangling.

He also believed that with Luo Xiangling's ability, he would be more than enough to accomplish these things.

"But..." Luo Xiangling was still worried about Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao sighed helplessly in his heart, and then hugged Luo Xiangling.

Her lips approached Luo Xiangling's crystal clear earlobes and said warmly: "Don't worry, I promise you that I will be safe and sound."

"At that time, we will go back to the fairyland together."

These gentle words made Luo Xiangling's delicate body soft.

Jun Xiaoyao is usually indifferent and rarely has gentle moments.

But it is still fatal to be really gentle.

"Understood……"

Luo Xiangling stopped saying anything, just leaned quietly on Jun Xiaoyao's shoulder.

After some greetings, Jun Xiaoyao and Luo Xiangling were separated.

Luo Xiangling began to prepare for the follow-up plan.

We must unite those who are loyal to Jun Xiaoyao, such as Tuoba Yu, Fei Qingxue and others.

As for Jun Xiaoyao, he went to the ancestral land of the Moshi clan.

He will regurgate his breath there, and then go to the dark realm of Wutian with the kings.

One day later.

Jun Xiaoyao came to the ancestral land of the Moshi clan.

Looking around, dark palaces floated in the void.

There are many powerful auras dormant in it.

Even, there is a breath that makes Jun Xiaoyao feel extremely palpitations.

"Is it immortal in the natural disaster?"

Jun Xiaoyao murmured to himself.

The kind of taboo strong man, known as a natural disaster, can bring huge pressure to the fairyland.

If there is no strongest resistance, the border will be broken.

But what made Jun Xiaoyao breathe a sigh of relief was.

Those most terrifying auras seem to be in a state of sleep and are not active.

This is good news.

"Your Highness, the monarch!"

"grown ups!"

In the distance, several figures appeared, and they were the kings such as Kamira, Mahula.

They felt Jun Xiaoyao's breath and came to greet him.

Even Zhuye and Yun Xiaohei came with a tough head.

But my face was very unnatural and a little stiff.

Of course they are unwilling to come, but if they don’t come, they may be said to be disrespectful to the monarch.

Now they dare not offend Jun Xiaoyao at all.

"Is this the Lord of Demon An? Is this really a hero born in a young man?"

There are also some old men who appear, all of whom are powerful in their aura, at least at the level of Xuanzun.

There are some powerful people in the Divine Lord and Dao Lord.

They all had deep eyes and looked at Jun Xiaoyao, as if they wanted to see something.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm and composed, even when facing a group of strong people, he was not arrogant or impatient or anxious.

"I am worthy of being the monarch of Mo An, and it seems that there is an invisible power that has buried all his cause and effect."

"Nonsense, the Emperor Mo An is a direct line chosen by the great disaster, so it is naturally impossible for people to be so easily seen."

The strong men of the Demonic Clan are communicating.

In the invisible mind, they confirmed that Jun Xiaoyao is the monarch of Mo An.

"Mr. Monarch, when will we set out, my 'key' is ready."

Mahula said, and also took out his world-killing forbidden weapon.

It is a nine-story dark pagoda.

 Wan Demon Tower!

Now, six world-killing bans gathered completely.

Jun Xiaoyao's magical crying battle halberd.

Kagura's magic sword cried.

Su Hongyi's Mirror of the Big Black Sky.

Mahula's Tower of Ten Thousand Demons.

Candle dragon lantern on candle night.

Yun Xiaohei's Ten-Tail Destroying Heavenly Plate.

"No hurry, everyone should adjust their breath first, be fully prepared, and then enter the dark realm of Wutian." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Yes." Mahula nodded.

Then, the Demonic Clan gave the best cultivation treasure land to Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao sat alone in meditation.

Next, entering the dark realm of Wutian is definitely a test of life and death for Jun Xiaoyao.

A monk from the Immortal Realm entered the dark world of the sky deep in the unspeakable land of the foreign land.

This is definitely a feat that few people have achieved throughout history.

That ghost-faced woman, maybe she is one.

Because the Mother of the Rich Side Flower once said that the ghost-faced woman had also entered the dark realm of Wutian.

"It depends on this trip whether it is success or failure. If it can be successful, I will be able to fully understand the secrets of the foreign land."

"This will have extremely important strategic significance for the war between the two worlds."

"In addition, there is also a chance to sign in. I wonder what good things can be signed in?"

Jun Xiaoyao thought while looking inside.

In his inner universe.

The vast power of faith is as big as a star field.

Like an endless golden sea.

And in the center.

The seeds of faith are as brilliant as the scorching sun.

  There are countless sings of Sanskrit and sacrifice sounds.

Jun Xiaoyao had a rough perception.

The believers of fate and the God of Creation have reached tens of billions.

In just a short time, it expanded a hundred times!

This is an extremely terrifying speed.

Of course, the role of Tuoba Yu is indispensable.

He is really a missionary genius.

 There are a lot of believers that sound like a lot of them, but it is indeed a lot of them.

If the strong men of the Western Heavenly Sect and the Quran Holy Sect know this, they will definitely be jealous.

 There will take a long time for hundreds of billions of believers, even if they want to develop and spread.
To be continued...