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Chapter 235 Human Palace

Tibetan soil, the tree of life began to gather happily under the blessing of the god-level gathering technique.

[Ding, congratulations on successfully collecting the legendary level: Dark Dragon Snake Flower. 】

[Ding, congratulations on successfully collecting the legendary level: Dark Destruction Grass. 】

[Ding, congratulations on successfully collecting the legendary level: Dark Poria Cocos. 】

The system prompts sounded continuously, and the backpacks of the two were filled up in a short while.

[Ding, the player hides the soil and requests communication. 】

Qin Fang, whose spirit was already on the verge of limit, connected the communication.

"Boss, spend money and open up new backpack boxes."

Tibetan soil tone is very anxious, so.

[Ding, player I request a transaction. 】

[Ding, you have obtained tens of millions of copper coins. 】

Tibetan soil is stupid, really stupid.

this?It's too much.

The tree of life is also stupid. I have never heard of it. Which fool opened a backpack and opened tens of millions of copper coins.

This is already the last copper coin on Qin Fang's body.

This copper coin was originally reserved for the elderly.

Since Zangtu needs it, then, even if it is all thrown to Zangtu, he believes that Zangtu will not let him lose money.

Hidden soil, the tree of life immediately opened a grid and started collecting again.

As for the light storage ring of the light god?This thing has hidden dangers and cannot be used by Tibetan soil.

[Ding, congratulations on your successful collection of the god-level ore: dark ink spirit stone. 】

[Ding, congratulations on successfully collecting the god-level ore: dark crystal species. 】

Every minute and every second, Tibetan soil, life is harvested.

These things are worthless if they are sold at this stage, but after four or five years, this is a sky-high price.

Zang Tu glanced at the wet ground in the distance, and couldn't help sighing, the master craftsman Liu Long really has plucked the wild goose, and no grass can grow.

The master craftsman Liu Long pursued an extermination policy, and all herbs, ores, trees and other materials were wiped out, and the running pure white creatures were never left behind, and all of them entered the pockets of the master craftsman Liu Long.

The depths of the ground have been turned over seven or eight times.

All the pure white earthworms in the ground were dug out and taken away.

This kind of ability makes Tibet feel ashamed.

Compared with the cleanliness of the master craftsman Liu Long, the area of ​​the two Tibetans is like a dog gnawing.

"What a waste."

Just when the backpack of the tree of life could no longer fit in the Tibetan soil, the figure of the master craftsman Liu Long appeared, scolded, and then began to 'plow the ground'

This is called a clean.

The originally peaceful dark abyss is now bare, leaving only a dark spring in the center.

This pitch-black spring is the core of the dark abyss.

The infinite dark air escapes from the dark spring, but the speed is extremely slow and it takes time to accumulate.

Even now, this dark spring is still spewing out dark air toward the outside world.

Master craftsman Liu Long and others, no matter how they tried to block or destroy it, it was useless.The dark spring still maintains the most perfect appearance.

This dark spring is not something they can interfere with now.

Looking at this dark spring, the faces of the gods are very ugly. If this thing is not eradicated, after a few years, the God of Darkness will really return here, and no one can stop it.

Faced with such a situation, the gods could not help but sigh.

At the same time, the system prompt sounded throughout the entire Destiny.

[Ding, the God of Darkness is dead. 】

[Ding, the God of Darkness is dead. 】

[Ding, the God of Darkness is dead. 】

Even if this place is a dark abyss, it will not affect the transmission of the system notification tone.

Zang Tu, the tree of life looked excited, finally, finally saw the result, and finally waited for this day.

But the gods are silent, even a little sad, the death of the god of darkness?Is the Prophet God still alive?
The gods began to fly away from the dark abyss and descended before the dark palace.

The dark palace is shattering.

Before the dark palace, there is the weak Prophet God, and the comatose Qin Fang and Xue Qing'er.

These gods don't know what happened, but they can also tell that Xue Qing'er's complicated eyes looked at Qin Fang from the Prophet God. Could it be that they killed the God of Darkness?Have these two also done meritorious deeds?
"Collect everything that can be used, and we will leave."

The Prophet God uttered these words weakly, and waved his hands, pulling himself together.

The five gods took action and emptied the place in an instant.

The master craftsman Liu Long took out the portal, and the milky white light enveloped everyone, leaving in an instant.

"Thank you for your help, the reward will arrive later."

Master craftsman Liu Long left Qin Fang and the other four in Tianyang Town, while the five gods turned and left.

Killing the God of Darkness this time had too much impact.

The entire human race and allies of the human race were shocked and deeply shocked.

You know, gods cannot be killed.

This has already become something imprinted in the minds of the human race, but now?But I was told that the gods can also be killed, and the gods can also die.

The Prophet returns.

The gods from all over the human race came to Qixia Mountain in an instant.

Qixia Mountain, the residence of the Prophet God.

Human gods, self-created human palaces, and those who have become gods can all live in it, but the Prophet God never goes there. After all, his body is a willow tree, which is incompatible with the human race.

Today, Qixia Mountain has become a holy place, and nearly a hundred human gods came to investigate the news and ask questions by the way.

"The ancient god of darkness? How could he be beheaded?"

"Could it be that in the hands of the Prophet God, there is some big killer hidden?"

"This time, the four gods of my human race died in battle. I will definitely go to Lao Liushu and ask for justice."

"That is, is it too unworthy to pay such a price for beheading a dark god?"

"The Prophet God must give us an explanation."

Terran!The most complex of the races, and the one most devoted to civil strife.

When all foreign aggressions are eradicated, what is left to the race is endless civil strife.

Another reason why the Prophet God didn't want to go to the Human Palace was because the Human Palace was in chaos and smoky.

"The Prophet was severely wounded, and no guests were seen."

The master craftsman Liu Long is an absolute follower of the Prophet God, standing in front of Qixia Mountain at this moment, not allowing this group of gods to enter.

"Hmph, what a great score, I'm waiting for the seedlings to come here today, can't the Prophet God see it?"

"I have to come here for the God of Darkness, and please ask the Prophet God to show up and explain this matter clearly."

"Yes, in case the ancient gods counterattack, who should be responsible for this matter?"

"We can't let us wipe the ass of the Prophet God for the disaster we caused ourselves."

"I just realized that people who are not of my race must have a different heart. This old immortal willow must have deliberately provoked us to start a war with the ancient gods!"

Such remarks immediately made the seven orifices of the master craftsman Liu Longqi rage like thunder, wishing to directly kill these gods.

Within Tianyang town.

Qin Fang's comatose body gradually became illusory, and he was forced to log out of the game in the end.

The same is true for Xue Qing'er's comatose body, and she was forced to go offline.

No one knows, what did the two of them do?
"Tree of Life, send all the harvest from this trip to the boss's auction house."

The harvest this time was simply jaw-dropping. Zangtu was really afraid that the tree of life would run away with the money, so he stared at her relentlessly.

The tree of life is also unambiguous, closely following Tibet to the auction house in the empty alley.

(End of this chapter)