Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Chapter 1684: Claiming to be a god? Killing the gods!

The demons grinned, not feeling any pressure at all.

On the contrary, Mr. Pig looked at Mo Fan with a bitter face and said cautiously, "Emperor, can I have a full meal?

I have never had enough to eat since I came to Yuanyang Continent!

I swear, as long as I am full, I can do without cultivation resources after the war!"

Mo Fan looked at him and his face twitched. He knew exactly what Mr. Pig was thinking, but after thinking it over he agreed.

"Okay, this time, feel free to eat as much as you want. I want to see how much you can eat!"

"Long live the Emperor!!"

Mr. Pig immediately became excited when he heard this.

His eating is naturally not just ordinary eating, but it can also increase his cultivation!

This is also what monsters like Wolf Xiongxiong envy the most, and it is also the real capital that allows Mr. Pig to come from behind and win.

Soon, all the monsters received the order to assemble their army. As for Mo Fan, he appeared on the white jade square on the top of Black Wind Mountain in a flash. With a wave of his hand, several treasure chairs and a huge wine table appeared in front of him, and then he waved to the three people above Jiuxiao.

Soon, the figures of Emperor Qin and the other two appeared on the several thrones beside Mo Fan.

"It still has to be you, kid!"

"In the face of a great war, you still have this kind of thoughts and interest!"

Zhan Tai Xuan Yue chuckled, and without any hesitation, he reached out to take a spiritual fruit from the wine table and threw it directly to Zhan Tai Wang You beside him, saying with a smile: "This is a heavenly spiritual fruit, the Yangquan fruit. It is very juicy and sweet. It is a rare and good fruit among spiritual fruits. Eat it quickly and take it yourself after you finish it. Don't be polite with this guy.

He is now a wealthy man, he can eat as much fruit as he wants!"

After saying that, he turned around and asked Mo Fan, "Do you still have that monkey wine from last time? I think it tastes pretty good!"

Don't try to fool me and Brother Di with these ordinary spirit wines."

"Do not worry!"

"The wine this time won't be bad either. Just like the monkey wine last time, it's mixed with essence liquid." Mo Fan smiled slightly.

His words instantly made Zhan Taixuanyue's eyes light up, and he immediately laughed out loud, "Brother Mo, you're the best! So kind!!"

After saying this, he eagerly picked up the wine in front of him and drank it down. Then he sighed, "Ever since I drank Brother Mo's wine, I don't even want to drink tea. What should I do if I go back to the upper realm?"

Mo Fan's face twitched slightly when he heard this, but he still smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll give you some wine when the time comes!"

"This is what you said!"

"I didn't ask you for it!!"

"..."

"You two should be quiet!"

"The gods are about to appear, let's enjoy the show."

Emperor Qin took a sip of his wine and gave a gentle reminder.

"Okay, let's watch the show, watch the show!!" Zhan Taixuanyue smiled.

Mo Fan couldn't help but shake his head at this. He felt that these two guys were truly too much of a jerk. He was about to fight to the death here, but they were just drinking fine wine, eating spiritual fruits, and watching the show...

But then he half-lay on the throne, picked up a spiritual fruit at random, and while eating it, he looked at the light door in the sky with a smile.

"It's more comfortable to lie down and watch the show. Would you like to try it too?"

Mo Fan's words startled the three people around him, and then they all smiled and half-lay down. Sure enough, they found that they were indeed much more comfortable after changing their posture. At least their necks were not so stiff anymore.

Just at this moment, the figure in the light gate in the sky finally became clear. As a ripple appeared in the light, a tall creature stepped out from it.

This is a powerful creature with an eagle head and a human body, wearing golden armor.

As soon as he stepped out of the light gate, his eyes were fixed on the several figures in front of the light gate.

These figures are none other than the leaders of various tribes headed by Fang Ru and Yingyingguai!

However, at this moment, they all concealed their cultivation levels tacitly, so the ancient creature with an eagle head and a human body did not see their cultivation levels.

"Are you the natives of this world?"

The guy with an eagle head and a human body raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke softly, while an extremely powerful aura burst out from his body.

The early stage of Holy Emperor!

Fang Ru and the other monsters frowned at the same time.

"This God is asking you questions!"

Seeing that the cultivators were silent, a cold look suddenly appeared in the eyes of this ancient cultivator who was in the early stage of Saint Emperor, and he raised his hand without saying a word to grab the monsters.

"Since you won't answer, I will personally search your souls and read your memories!!"

His voice was as loud as thunder, exploding above the sea of ​​clouds. He stretched out his hand, and the power of artistic conception surged, condensing into an extremely huge palm in an instant.

It was a palm formed by endless golden feathers, looking like a claw covered with golden scales.

A claw stretched out, covering the sky and the sun!

The monk with an eagle head and a human body had a grim smile on his face, as if he had seen the panic and despair on the faces of the natives in front of him.

As the first celestial being to descend to the mortal world, his cultivation is naturally not the lowest among all the celestial beings in the mortal world. Instead, he possesses terrifying combat power of the royal level!

The so-called royal-level combat power actually refers to the direct lineage of the various clans in the lower realm.

The various races in the upper realm have strict hierarchies, and only the direct lineage has truly huge resources for cultivation. Naturally, other side line cultivators do not have as many resources for cultivation. Therefore, they are destined to be not as powerful as the direct lineage cultivators in the same realm. This is why there is the saying of royal-level combat power.

Back in the battle of Hunting Heaven in Jiuzhou, there were many royal-level fighters. Even though they were suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, each of them was still able to kill the master of the Upside-Down Mountain at that time.

This shows the strength of the royal-level combat power.

So after coming to this world, he soon discovered that it was just as the intelligence indicated, there was really no Heavenly Dao in this world to suppress his cultivation.

This made him very happy, so he took direct action when facing the group of silent natives in front of him.

In his opinion, the natives of the lower realm, even the most powerful ones, are at most in the Saint Realm!

And in his eyes, the monks in the holy realm are no different from ants!

But he soon discovered something was wrong.

The group of monks not far away were not as frightened as he had imagined. Instead, they looked at him as if he were an idiot.

This made him extremely angry!

"You ant-like natives are on the verge of death, yet you still dare to blaspheme this god with such eyes!"

“You really don’t know how to live or die!!”

"Remember, the deity that killed you is Jin Yan, the pride of the Golden Feather Clan in the upper realm!!"

Jin Yan grinned grimly. At this moment, his hand of artistic conception had already covered the group of cultivators from the lower realm. Then he closed his five fingers together, as if he wanted to crush them all to death in his palm!

At this moment, a golden light flashed, and the huge claw-like hand was instantly split into two!

"what?!"

Jin Yan stared, and then he found that a figure appeared in front of him out of thin air, and its speed was not inferior to his in any way!

"Damn it! How dare a mere ant resist!!"

Jin Yan was furious, and then he punched out. The power of artistic conception attached to his fist, making his entire fist shine with golden light.

When this punch was thrown, the entire void was shaking, as if it was about to explode.

However, the void did not explode after all, and the figure that appeared in front of him also chuckled disdainfully, and then also punched out!

boom--

When the two fists collided, Jin'an's right arm exploded directly!

"What the hell is the Golden Feather Clan? They're just a bird demon from the upper realm. How dare they call themselves gods?"

"This prince, I killed the gods!!"