Chapter 723 Watch How I Bully Him
The plot was wrong, those little lemurs who stood up hurriedly put away their fireballs and fingers, knelt down again, and then quietly rubbed against the group of companions who had been kneeling well.
How dare those companions let them come in and kick them out in a hurry. That scary 'little girl' has been staring at them. If they get mixed up in a pile, the little girl can't tell who is who. What if they beat them together?
So the little demons quickly divided into two groups, one group was trembling, and the other group was arrogant.
The little angel rushed forward excitedly, punching one eye socket, punching one eye socket.
The hearts of the void elves are also going up and down like a roller coaster. In this place, the ancient god is the supreme existence, and all creatures are struggling to survive in the shadow of the ancient god.
Those who have the protection of the ancient gods are fine, but if they don't, the situation is no different from that of mice in the gutter. As soon as the ancient gods come, they will scatter like birds and beasts, and only dare to show their heads when the ancient gods leave.
Or like these little demons, relying on their blood relationship, they follow behind the devil king of purgatory, picking up leftovers, and living a very nourishing life.
And among the rankings of many ancient gods, the ancient god hunter Purgatory Gemini is undoubtedly higher in level, and no other ancient god dares to harass his territory.
If it is those low-level ancient gods, such as those of the Wandering God Alliance, they themselves are the targets of other ancient gods hunting, how can they have the ability to protect other creatures?
Even if they were not hunted, the two ancient gods grabbing territory would still bring disaster to these void elves.
On the contrary, it is the territory of the Purgatory Twins. Although it will be harassed by little demons, the difficulty of survival is the lowest.
But now, in the eyes of the void elves, the Purgatory Demon King, who was several levels higher than the ancient gods, knelt obediently in front of Ange, covered in blood mist, and vicious.
This gap between fierce and obedient makes many people very uncomfortable.
Ange didn't feel anything, nodded to let him get up, and then went to play with those tender numbs by himself.
Tender hemp that can grow in a void, low oxygen and no light environment is a very rare crop, and its value is inestimable.
Whether new crops are cultivated on the basis of tender hemp, or crops with the characteristics of tender hemp are hybridized, as long as they can retain the characteristics of growing in a void, low temperature and anoxic environment, a new lineage can be formed.
Just like No. 3 magic rice and bananas, all No. 3 magic rice grown on the main plane have the same ancestor, and the more extreme banana is its clone in the whole world.
Faced with such a valuable crop, An Ge would have no time to talk about anything else, anyway, someone would entertain it.
Anthony smiled and sacrificed his spirit possession, and then walked forward.
This is Anthony's first time facing the real ancient god. He didn't face the Dark Wing and Starfire Goddess before, so the feeling is not very deep, and neither the Dark Wing nor the Starfire Goddess is far from the Purgatory Demon King. power.
When Goddess Xinghuo is not gathering Xinghuo, she is like a harmless cat slave lady. The Wing of Darkness is the clone of Abyss Big Mouth, and its power depends on how much power Abyss Big Mouth projects.
Only the Purgatory Twins are ancient gods born for battle. They have a ferocious appearance and violent power. His blood mist is highly polluting. If the dead wood on the ground is polluted, it will slowly corrode. The stump of the eternal immortal tree.
If a creature survives the pollution of the blood mist, it may evolve into a demon. This is the origin of the demon family.
Of course, the blood mist is not released casually, only when the Purgatory Twins are in a fighting state, this kind of blood mist will be produced when the power overflows.
When the little devil approached just now, he was in a fighting state, so the blood fog all the way, now that the fighting state is put away, the blood fog is still filled, the main reason is-he did it on purpose.
Anthony can guess the general psychology with his toes: You can't even stop my breath, so why should you be equal to me?
This is to show everyone a blow.
But the little devil does have the qualifications. The pressure it brings to Anthony is real. Without offering his soul, Anthony can't resist the pollution of this blood mist. This is the first time he has truly felt the ancient god. power.
But at the next moment, Anthony almost didn't laugh out loud, and saw that the big cat had already reached the ground at some point, and while the little devil was not paying attention, he reached out and pulled it out, and a large blood mist disappeared in a flash.
Now that all power is gone, Anthony held back a smile and said: "Hello, Demon King of Purgatory, I am Anthony, a follower of the king. This is the king's substitute, Negris, the god of knowledge. The remains, I will explain the specifics to you."
After a pause, Anthony said again: "There is one thing I have to persuade you. You'd better put away your blood mist. If you touch the king's crops, you will be in trouble."
After a pause, Anthony added it again: "If you don't accept it, it will be gone."
The little devil was a little confused, so he looked at the blood mist that was about to diffuse in front of Ange, then at Anthony, and frowned: This human doesn't seem to be lying to me, will it be troublesome? What's the trouble? If you don't take it, it will be gone?
He wanted to fight, but when he thought of An Ge's weird method, he hesitated for a while, and decided to listen to people's advice and put it away.
Stretching out his palm, his palm tightened upwards, and the surrounding blood mist flew towards his palm, forming a blood-red bead.
But the little devil immediately noticed the strangeness, the amount of blood mist was too small, he probably knew how much blood mist he emitted, but why is it less than half now?
Turning his head and looking behind him, he saw that behind him was clean and slippery, where is there any blood mist?
Where's my purgatory fog? Turning his head with a puzzled expression, he was startled suddenly, only to see that his palm was clean and slippery, and there was no trace of blood-colored beads.
who is it? who is it? Who can touch the things in his palm without knowing it? If he can touch the blood beads away quietly, he can cut off his hand quietly. Without knowing who it is, the little devil dare not relax.
It's him? His eyes fell on Anthony with an inscrutable smile, and then on Negris with the same inscrutable smile, or was it?
Then it turned to Lightning and the big cat with its paws in its arms, could it be them? Hey, why is this cat a bit like the one raised by Xinghuo?
It crossed the little angel, the little zombie, Escris and others, and finally returned to Anthony with a look of surprise.
Although he didn't know who it was, there was no doubt that someone here could steal something from his palm quietly.
Originally, I wanted to show my strength. These people recognized the gap and respected him in the future. I didn't expect the opponent to give him a backhand. Who is it?
Anthony and Negris had inscrutable smiles on their faces, but they communicated with their souls behind their backs: After the big cat absorbed the cave worm's hole, it touched things faster. The little devil seems to be frightened. bluff him.
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