When many demon saints were shocked, Fang Leng complained silently in his heart.

Everything in this world is so unfriendly.

Even if the information piece is broken, you have a magic weapon projection that is also out of context?

What about the cheat!

What happened to the last emperor?

This is no longer a broken chapter, but a eunuch.

Moreover, Fang Leng also knows the three words of the God List, that is to say, it is very likely that the content projected by the God List is the process of the fall of the gods, such a big thing, you can also play the later ones!

Fang Leng's mentality collapsed.

As for thinking that this was the fall of the gods in ancient times, Fang Leng could think of it, and the other demon saints could naturally think of it as well.

They all began to doubt their lives, and they thought that cultivating to become a demon saint, even if they were not the best in the world, they were also rare masters.

It wasn't until I met Fang Leng that I realized that compared to the hanging, the demon saint was a ghost!

And now watching the immortals fighting, they are also crushed, and they have a feeling that they are as humble as ants.

It used to be too inflated!

And it has always been rumored that the gods fell one after another because they encountered the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and now it seems that ......

The rumors are really unbelievable, this is clearly served by a big guy.

However, it seems that it is not wrong to say that it is a catastrophe.

Just when everyone (demon) was reminiscing about the picture just now, Yan Ziyue quietly touched Fang Leng's vicinity, her concept was very simple, she didn't care how the gods in the sky died, she just wanted to strengthen Qingqiu.

When Fang Leng was defenseless, she pounced on the Fengshen List, although she was seriously injured, this pounce was as fast as the wind, and even Fang Leng didn't reflect it.

The Fengshen List was suspended in the air, and Fang Leng couldn't catch it while sitting, so he had no choice but to hug Yan Ziyue who rushed over.

Yan Ziyue saw that the God Sealing List was in front of her, and she was about to get it, and before she could show an excited expression, she was caught by Fang Leng.

Want to steal chickens? Inexistent!

When Yan Ziyue was caught, the whole person was loveless, and Fang Leng casually grabbed the Fengshen List, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the Fengshen List suddenly turned into a streamer, heading to the west, and in an instant, disappeared.

Fang Leng: "??? ”

Demon Saints: "??? ”

A confused face evolved into a thousand faces of confusion.

"It's not my hand, you should all see it!"

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed to be a little stiff, Fang Leng explained weakly.

Although he is not panicked, he can pretend to be weak and helpless.

However, the really helpless ones are still being held by him!

"Let go of Your Majesty!"

Yan Yan waited for Fang Leng and scolded angrily.

If the god list is lost, forget it, Yan Ziyue can't be captured.

Only then did Fang Leng react, he was still holding a nephrite warm fragrance vixen in his arms.

"Oh, I almost forgot if you didn't say it, since your emperor has been captured by me, then I will leave first."

With a whoosh, Fang Leng's wheelchair disappeared in front of everyone's eyes at an extremely fast speed.

Yan Ziyue was indeed seriously injured, and now that she was being grabbed by Fang Leng, she had no power to resist.

Yan Yan and Yan Bing were about to pursue, but Fang Leng's voice floated over.

"Chase me again, kill her!"

In this way, the two elders of Qingqiu did not dare to chase after them anymore, but the other demon saints found that there seemed to be something missing among them.

Fang Leng successfully captured Yan Ziyue, and by the way, he also packed back a set of ingredients. And after Yan Ziyue was captured by Fang Leng and left, Qingqiu's support also arrived.

Since Yan Ziyue was injured, she felt that it might not be safe enough to bring two elders around her, so she summoned Qingqiu for reinforcements.

As a result, the reinforcements arrived, but they were still a step slower after all, but the arrival of the three Qingqiu Fox Clan elders also made those demon saints dare not make a mistake, and the situation in the Great Qing Dynasty did not continue to collapse, but their shaking was tied up by Fang Leng, this matter is very serious!

And when Xing Zhan saw Fang Leng snatching a woman back, he suddenly looked strange.

As for Eight Hundred Miles, he looked at the ox that Fang Leng picked up behind him with a spear.

This is probably the so-called woman seeing the woman, and the head of the bull seeing the head of the cow.

In fact, Babaili secretly felt that even if he wanted to eat beef fried rice, there were alternative ingredients.

Even if Lao Xing is hungry, he can't take his old cow down, which is very comfortable.

"Who is she?"

Xing Zhan asked curiously.

"If you're not mistaken, it should be the Demon Emperor, come, you hold her, in case you let Ning'er see it, you will probably be jealous."

Fang Leng casually threw Yan Ziyue to Xing Zhan, and Xing Zhan took it, but he also fell to the ground softly, watching them roll into a ball, Fang Leng's face changed, and said, "Lao Xing, what's wrong with you?" ”

The torture battle that pulls out the mountains and covers the world, and now even a fox spirit can't hold it?

Only then did Fang Leng discover the problem.

Although he was a little shy because he didn't have a mask before, he had no problem with his actions, but now that he suddenly became so weak, Fang Leng would inevitably be worried.

While asking, Fang Leng casually picked up Yan Ziyue and threw it aside, and then stretched out his hand to help Xing Zhan up.

Yan Ziyue: "Mmp!"

Can't you just be gentle?

Fang Leng was still very gentle with the torture battle.

Xing Zhan handed his hand to Fang Leng, Fang Leng pulled her up, my weak and boneless hands, Fang Leng couldn't believe it.

The hands of the torture war are white and smooth, the fingers are slender, and the belly is soft and very fleshy.

Where is the hand of a battle-hardened general, obviously it is the appearance of everyone's ladies.

Lao Xing, how did your casserole-sized fist become a sandbag-sized fist......

Xing Zhan watched Fang Leng study her hand, and the hands of the two were still touching together, and he suddenly showed a look of shame, but he didn't withdraw his hand from Fang Leng's hand.

"You're alright!"

Fang Leng actually knew that the state of the criminal battle should not be good.

"It's a good thing to be alive, but it seems that the blood of the god of war that burned yesterday can't be recovered. I don't have the God of War suit, so I'm probably useless, but that's fine, I'm lucky compared to my dead comrades. ”

Fang Leng scanned it with his divine eye, and the level of the torture battle was eighty-nine.

She wasn't relegated, but it seemed that the criminal war had lost all her strength, and besides, she was really war-weary.

Fang Leng could feel her mentality, or maybe it was because he knew that he had no strength that he would say something to give up.

"Don't worry, no matter what your decision is, I will support you."

If the criminal war had to be disarmed and returned to the field, Fang Leng would also take good care of her, and now that she had lost her combat effectiveness, Fang Leng would consciously take on the responsibility of protecting her.

"Well, I want to find a place with a fish pond and a ranch and a small house. It's better that no one can come and bother me. ”

Fang Leng nodded silently, and listened to the description of the torture battle, this should be a heart of retreat.

This request was too simple, and Fang Leng asked again, "What do you want to graze?" ”

"emmmm, I don't know, it's delicious!"

Fang Leng: "......"

Is this a foodie's retreat?