Fang Ping'an turned around and faced the crimson king. The corner of his mouth hidden under the tullust's head hood rose slightly. The boy no longer looked like a salted fish lying in front of his house to bask in the sun. He smiled and said, "The crimson king, the name is unusual, so awesome - why don't you split a fork?"

The Crimson King did not respond, but made an action that was extremely inconsistent with His identity.

He first turned his head left and right and looked, as if his eyes were far away, and he could see the outside through the inner world. Then He shook his head in disappointment, walked forward a few steps, and sat on a larger piece of gravel, while the golden crown above His head slowly rose.

He weighed the ancient spear in his hand, staring at Fang Ping'an with seven dark eyes, and said, "The fire is burning, but the king's shadow is not seen at the position. Young man, should I spread a fire?"

Fang Ping'an, wearing a Doraemon mutt suit, shook her head like a rattle.

The Crimson King sighed as if he was sorry, then shook his head again, and the snow-white chains on his body rustled. He looked at Fang Ping'an thoughtfully and asked, "What would you do if I slaughter a city now?"

Fang Ping'an looked serious, "Can you wait until I leave the city and take action?"

The meow route returned to a cat body, sneaking into Fang Ping'an behind him, listening to the topic they discussed, his heart was secretly terrified.

The crimson king opposite seems casual, but he is a real existence standing opposite to humans. He said that the massacre of the city is definitely not a joke.

As for why He is so...at random.

Everyone has their own personality, and gods are no exception. However, humans' impression of "God" is too exaggerated and stereotyped, as if "God" should be a cold and emotional existence.

But the facts are exactly the opposite.

Meow Luyong was thinking about it in a random way, but he couldn't think of any way to escape.

At present, it depends on what the Crimson King is thinking.

A supreme divine idle person pays a considerable price from the seal field and comes to chat with a boy. Who would believe it?

The Crimson King was a little surprised when he heard Fang Ping'an's answer, but was very satisfied.

suddenly.

The Crimson King suddenly took action, and the ancient spear in his hand came out. The terrifying power brought an extremely terrifying effect, even if his current strength is not enough.

The ancient spear seemed to cut through the space and appeared in front of Fang Ping'an in an instant.

At the same time, the King of Crimson stood up, and the darkness filled with dark red. The deepest part was mixed with a touch of crimson. The snow-white chains surrounding His body broke several pieces, and the extremely terrifying momentum rose.

The hidden helmet instantly enveloped Fang Ping's safe body, and at the same time, a circle of golden ripples rippled behind him, which was the treasure of Wang Zhibao.

A booklet flew out of the golden ripples and fell into Fang Ping'an's hands. The boy said calmly: "Fuck, I know."

The ancient spear was instantly nailed to Fang Ping'an's chest, and the hidden helmet was pierced in just a moment. Eight Vajra arms behind him closed at the same time to block the ancient spear. The eight Vajra arms instantly shattered. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fang Ping'an turned sideways and flashed the attack of the ancient spear, but it was still a shocking scar on his chest by the ancient spear's spear blade.

Meow Rouyou transformed into a girl again and ran back quickly. Her slender legs jumped and landed on the ancient spear. She grabbed the ancient spear with both hands, not caring about being cut by the spearhead at all. Countless strange talismans flowed out with the blood from her hands and rushed towards the ancient spear.

She wants to seal this ancient spear!

Fang Ping'an had no time to pay attention to the changes in Meow's route, but grabbed the booklet in his hand.

This is one of the backup plans he left for himself.

I never expected that I would just go out and make some extra money and use it.

The booklet lit up slightly, and Fang Ping'an's only remaining 30 million experience values ​​were wiped out.

He put away his ragdoll coat, and his muscles were trembling.

Power fills Fangping's safe body.

The hair fell off in strands.

The boy was unhappy because he remembered the words of the young monk at the entrance of the subway station again.

Fang Ping'an suddenly shook forward, and in an instant, the inner world of the Crimson King was shaken out of terrifying cracks. The wound on his chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The boy grinned, "If you are here, I will turn around and run without saying a word. It's just a clone, and I will inevitably look down on me for a moment-"
Chapter completed!