The Second Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety Third Chapter Is Out of Breath

"What? Chaos stole the Taikoo Heavenly Dragon Talisman hidden in the Demon Temple?!"

"You bastard, there are more than 2,900 immemorial dragon talismans. I don't know how much it cost our demon clan and how much effort it cost us. Which slut dares to do such an immoral thing."

"While we weren't in the old nest, we actually lurked into the depths of the demon temple. How did this happen? The demon temple in Hymus City is heavily restricted, and even a medieval saint can't sneak in silently. "

"That little thief must have been staring at us for a long time, otherwise it would never have been such a coincidence, and we would have started immediately after we left the Demon Temple collectively."

"Damn slut, dare to attack our Hyams City, attack our demon clan's idea, even in the world, there is absolutely no place for this bastard."

"Go back, go back immediately, catch the little thief, let him live rather than die."

One by one, the ancient demon saints were mad and their eyes were splitting. They just wanted to catch the little thief who stole the ancient dragon talisman, and beat him to half death without interrogation at all.

They don't know how long they have been cultivating these ancient celestial dragon talismans, but only forty-six ancient celestial dragon talismans can restore the supreme splendor of the ancient times, giving the monsters one more supreme killing weapon.

But now this supreme killer was stolen by a slut, as if the peerless spiritual fruit that had been cultivated for hundreds of millions of years was stolen when it was about to mature. What a shame.

They can't wait to kill them immediately and snatch back all the ancient dragon talismans.

On the other hand, many ancient saints of the human race naturally saw this scene.

"Haha, why are these bastards of the demon race suddenly going crazy, as if they ate dog shit, and their faces are so ugly." Saint Tingyu immediately noticed this situation.

"It seems that the ancient dragon talisman hidden in the depths of the demon temple was stolen."

A medieval saint squinted his eyes. He was good at eavesdropping. He could easily sense the mental fluctuations of those demon saints, and naturally knew the reason for their rage.

"What? Those guys worked so hard to collect more than 2,900 immemorial celestial dragon talismans, but they were actually stolen at this time? And they were silently sneaked into the demon temple. Isn't it a group of bastards who have suffered a heavy loss, ruining hundreds of millions of years of blood in one fell swoop?"

A medieval sage gloated. At this moment, he also learned the reason for the war from the mouth of the city lord Zi Lei.

It turned out that these demon cubs were plotting wickedly, trying to use the Taikoo Tianlong Talisman to destroy the human race Leicheng.

If they succeeded, they would be more fortunate than lucky, and even the saints of the Middle Ages might not be able to survive this earth-shattering catastrophe.

For the unlucky things of the demon clan, he naturally rejoiced in the misfortune, and could not wait to step on them a few times.

"Is this a coincidence? It didn't take long for the group of middle-aged demon saints to leave the demon temple, but the ancient dragon talisman of the demon temple was stolen?" It happened so coincidentally, it was as if someone had planned it secretly.

It seems that both the human race and the demon clan have been plotted against each other and used as chess pieces. The purpose is to take advantage of the chaos to obtain many immemorial dragon talismans and cause the demon clan to suffer heavy losses.

His divine consciousness permeated the surroundings, covering the void, and intentionally or unintentionally placed the power of divine consciousness on Saint Fengdu behind him.

Because this information was provided by this fellow, not long after the war was launched, the Taikoo Heavenly Dragon Talisman of the Monster Race was actually stolen, which was very suspicious for Saint Fengdu.

If Saint Fengdu hadn't just stayed in the battlefield, he would suspect that Saint Fengdu did this.

"Haha, city lord, no matter if this is a coincidence or planned, in short, the bad luck of the demon clan is the luck of our human clan? In this situation, the more serious the loss of the demon clan, the better. The clan has obtained the immemorial dragon talisman in a complete state, so don’t they want to go to heaven?”

Saint Tingyu doesn't mind being used by others at all. As long as the development of this matter is beneficial to him, it is enough for the human race to benefit. After all, who is not a pawn in this world.

Even an invincible saint cannot escape.

"That's right, the more angry the group of ancient demon saints are, the more they jump, the better. They dare to plot against our human race, they are simply tired of living." Another medieval saint nodded in approval.

Whoosh whoosh! ! !

As soon as the words fell, the ancient saints of the human race and other ancient saints shot instantly, and all of a sudden stopped the many medieval demon saints who wanted to leave and return to Heims City.

"Old Ghost Zi Lei!"

Seeing this situation, Patrick shouted angrily: "I'm not in the mood to fight with you now, don't stop me from returning to Hyams City, or you and I will never die, you know?!"

It was furious, and when it saw the actions of the sluts, the Purple Thunder Saint, it knew that this group of bad embryos definitely wanted to prevent them from returning to Heims City and to prevent them from going back to snatch the Taikoo Heavenly Dragon Talisman.

It even suspected that the guy who robbed the Taikoo Heavenly Dragon Talisman was probably a human race. Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental that the temple of the hindfoot demon was stolen as soon as their front feet left.

Saying that there is no ghost in it, it doesn't believe it anymore.

"Never die? Isn't it endless now?"

Sage Zilei said with contempt: "You still want to intimidate me? It's ridiculous, it's like saying that someone has no backstage. Even if I stop you, so what, can you still bite me? In short, if you want to leave this place, that's wishful thinking. "

He wasn't afraid of Patrick's threat at all.

Let's talk about strength first, everyone is a saint who has comprehended the realm of time and space and has reached the peak of the Middle Ages.

In terms of background, there is also an ancestor of the human race standing behind him.

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

"Stupid demon, you still want to intimidate our human race, you are crazy."

"Don't think that you are still the absolute overlords at the beginning, and now our human race has come to the top."

"Shit, there's a way to fight, and it's ridiculous to say that you guys can't do anything to us."

One after another, the ancient saints laughed, and they were not afraid of the demon clan at all. Everyone was a peak race. They fought each other for a long time, and they would be intimidated by each other.

On the contrary, the more angry the other party is, the happier they are.

"Okay, very good, Saint Zilei, it seems that you really want to stop me, and I will kill you now, and then go back and kill that hateful little thief."

Patrick was furious and his lungs exploded with anger. This villain, the Purple Thunder Saint, is clearly doing harm to others and not himself. Seeing that he was unlucky in Hyams City, he wanted to take the opportunity to get down.

How can it endure such fussiness.

Bang bang bang! ! !

The medieval saints from both sides fought again, and the time and space fields smashed each other and shattered the vacuum.

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