God Level Demon

“What, some chaos stole the ancient dragon charm hidden in the Temple of Demons?! ”

“Son of a bitch, more than 2900 too ancient dragon charms, I don't know how much it cost us demons, how much it cost us, which bitch dares to do such a bad thing. ”

“How the hell did we do that while we were not in the nest, lurking deep inside the demon temple? Our demon temple in Heims City prohibits heavy weights, and even second-hand saints cannot sneak in silently. ”

“That little thief was definitely watching us for a long time, otherwise it would never have happened, just as soon as we left the Temple collectively. ”

“Goddamn bitch, dare to hit us in Heims City with an idea of our demonic tribe, even up and down, there is absolutely no place for this bastard. ”

“Go back, go back now, catch the thief, make him live or die. ”

A second-hand demon was furious, and his eyes cracked. He couldn't help but grab the thief who had stolen too many ancient dragon charms and beat him to death without interrogation.

These ancient dragon figurines do not know how long they have been sacrificed, and just forty-six too ancient dragon figurines can restore the great glory of the ancient times, allowing the demonic tribe to produce an extra killer.

But now this suicidal killer is stolen by a bitch, as if it cultivated hundreds of millions of years of extinct fruit, stolen by someone about to mature, how boring that is.

They were eager to kill back immediately and take back all the ancient dragon charms.

On the other hand, the scene is naturally seen by ancient saints of many peoples.

“Haha, this demonic bastard suddenly freaked out, as if eating dog shit, don't mention how ugly his face is.” The Rain Saints immediately took note of this situation.

“It seems they are too ancient dragon charms hidden in the depths of the Temple of Demons. ”

A second-hand saint squinted his eyes, he was good at eavesdropping and could easily perceive the spiritual fluctuations of those demons, naturally knowing why they were angry.

“What, those guys worked so hard to collect more than 2,900 too ancient dragon figurines that they were stolen at this time? And still sneaked into the demon temple silently, so that the demon group of bastards lost misery and hundreds of millions of years of blood were destroyed? ”

A second-hand saint was blessed with happiness, and at this moment he also learned the reason for the war from the city's owner, Purple Thunder Holy Population. Turns out these demonic bastards tried to destroy the people of Thunder City with too ancient dragon charms.

If they succeed, they will be less violent, and even second-hand saints will not be able to survive the appalling havoc here.

He is naturally happy with the bad luck of the demons and can't help stepping on their heads.

“Isn't it a coincidence that those ancient demons left the temple just a little while ago, and the dragon charm of the temple was stolen?” The strange look on the face of the Purple Thunder Saint makes it seem like such a coincidence that it was plotted in secret.

It is as if people and demons are being reckoned with and used as chess pieces. The aim is to get too many ancient dragon charms while they are in trouble, and the demons lose a lot.

His divine consciousness pervaded the void, deliberately and unintentionally placing the power of God on the saints behind him.

Because this is the information provided by this page, it was not long before the war was waged. The demonic dragon charm was actually stolen. The saints were very suspicious.

If the saints were not in the battlefield, he suspected that the saints had done it.

“Haha, city lord, whether this is a coincidence or a plot, isn't it the luck of our people that the demon tribe is unlucky? Now in this situation, the more the demon tribe loses, the better. If the demon tribe really gets too ancient dragon charm in the complete state, aren't they going to go to heaven? ”

Listening to Rain Saints doesn't mind being exploited by others at all. As long as the development of this matter is in your own interest, it is enough for some people to benefit. After all, who is not a chess piece in this world.

Even an invincible saint cannot be undone.

“You're right, the more angry those ancient demons are, the better it is to jump, and dare to reckon with our people, it's so boring.” Another second-hand saint nodded in favour.

Psst!!!

As soon as the voice fell, the ancient saints of the Purple Thunder and others instantly took the shot, stopping the many ancient demon saints who wanted to leave and return to the city of Heims.

“Old Thunder! ”

Seeing this, Patrick drank furiously: "Now I'm not in the mood to fight you, don't stop me from returning to Heims City, or you and I will die, you know?! ”

It was desperate to see the actions of the bitches of the Purple Thunder Saints, and it knew that the bad embryos were definitely trying to stop them from returning to the city of Heims and from seizing the dragon charm of Tai Gu Tian.

Even it suspects that the guy who robbed the ancient dragon charm is probably a human being, otherwise where would it be so coincidental that their front legs had just left and the Temple of the Rear Foot Demon had been stolen.

Says there's no ghost in it, it doesn't believe in it anymore.

“Undying? Aren't you dying now? ”

The Purple Thunder saint scorned: "Are you trying to intimidate me? It's ridiculous, it's like saying who doesn't have a backstage, even if I stop you, can you bite me? Anyway, you want to get out of here, that's delusional. ”

He had no fear of Patrick's threats.

Speaking of strength, everyone understood the realm of time and space, reaching the ancient peak of sainthood.

In terms of background, he also stands behind an ancestor of his people.

Ask this Patrick how he can get himself, and these threats have no effect at all.

“Stupid demons, trying to intimidate our people, you guys are crazy. ”

“Don't think that you were the absolute masters of the past, but now our people are on top of each other. ”

“Bullshit, you got the balls to fight like you did to us, that's ridiculous. ”

A second-hand saint laughed, and they were not afraid of demons at all. Everyone was a peak race. After battling each other, they didn't know how long, where they would be intimidated by each other.

Instead, the more frustrated they are, the happier they are.

“Well, good, Purple Thunder Saint, it looks like you're really trying to stop me, but I'm going to kill you and go back and kill that damn thief. ”

Patrick was furious, his lungs were blown up, and this little Thunder Saint was obviously undermining himself, and seeing that he had bad luck in Heims City, he wanted to take the opportunity to go downhole.

It's not going to stand such a sack of gas.

Bang bang bang!!!

Once again, the ancient and medieval saints of both sides fought and a space-time realm bombarded each other, crushing the vacuum.