"I'll take it!"

Fang Ping gasped from exhaustion. There are many real avenues in this Origin Realm.

I’ve collected seven or eight of them!

There are true gods, and there is an emperor-level one.

This also costs strength and a lot of wealth.

but……

Fang Ping looked at the little dragons trapped in the original world, and he was also satisfied. It was nothing to be tired, he had made a profit!

If you bring these avenues back, you may be able to create a group of top performers, which is a good deal.

"This way is not strong..."

In the void, when Fang Ping took away a avenue, the voice seemed to tremble.

After a pause, he continued: "Then let's take another step!"

The next moment, the avenue reappears.

The Origin Realm is almost ruined by Fang Ping!

The owner at that time actually considered whether someone would break in and steal his road, but he was also worried that there would be too many roads and it would be difficult to deceive people. Because there are more roads, people will have more choices, which will lead to hesitation.

.

You have to create tension in people!

There are only so many paths for one person.

But today, there are hundreds of avenues appearing in Fang Ping's area.

Because he is not fighting alone!

At this moment, Fang Ping has countless incarnations. Now he is Lao Wu. Later he will be the ninth level of the underground cave. After a while, he will be the ninth level of the overseas fairy island...

He knows a lot of ninth-level people!

The nine grades that can be simulated are not only one thousand but also eight hundred.

…

Fang Ping, who was not fighting alone, was having a great time playing at this moment.

This is really a good place, a treasure!

…

at the same time.

underground.

In amber.

The golden skeleton trembled violently, and the movement was a bit loud.

Buzz!

At this moment, the black hole on the skull's head, where the eyes were, suddenly erupted with a faint golden light, like a laser.

"Who...is...stealing...my way..."

The bones reveal faint mental fluctuations. Who is taking my way?

Yes, his!

The Origin Realm is his, and the great avenue within it is naturally his as well!

He wanted to thank the strong man who sent him into the countless avenues. If it weren't for this boy who sent money, he might have really died a long time ago.

It was precisely because of that person that he was able to recover!

But now, someone is trying to steal his path when he is about to recover, which is unforgivable!

who?

Who is so bold?

Not even the person who sent it into the avenue. If you send it in, it belongs to him. There is no reason to take it away!

I have been deceiving people for countless years, but I have not deceived a few. Now I have finally got so much. Now I see that I am about to wake up and make a huge fortune. Who is picking the peaches halfway?

The golden skeleton trembled violently, and he wanted to revive immediately!

The people who robbed him of his avenue in the Origin Realm were very fast. In just a short time, they took away a lot of them.

If he doesn't revive, he will be robbed!

No, you have to go faster!

Hurry up!

The golden skeleton no longer cared about attracting attention, and increased the speed of absorbing nearby energy. From the outside world, the energy spilled out from the Shenting army and several true gods that Fang Ping and the others had killed before had completely disappeared.

Not only that, even the divine city was pulled by a wave of energy, and countless energies converged toward the underground of the temple.

At this moment, although the people in the city felt it, there was no real god. In addition, there had been constant incidents in the past two days. The incident still happened at King Kun Palace, and no one dared to investigate.

Who knows if those true gods are doing something.

…

"Isn't this way strong?"

In the void, the mechanical sound reappeared.

But at this moment, the voice seemed to be a little more spiritual, and he didn't say the next sentence for a long time.

Fang Ping was a little surprised. Was he stuck?

This avenue has taken in too much, causing the original realm to collapse?

"I have only collected 12 Dao, and I have smashed the fake 182 Dao, which is less than 200. Isn't this ten thousand Dao? It's still early, right?"

Fang Ping was speechless, what happened?

Was the origin realm destroyed by yourself?

After being stuck for a while, the sound continued. There was no way to stop it. This was the program, the set program.

When Fang Ping changed his breath again, the process continued. After all, its owner had not really recovered and could not control it at this moment.

Fang Ping breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

The next moment, a real avenue appeared in front of him.

This time, Fang Ping was full of surprise!

"From Dixing?"

Looking at this avenue with a familiar atmosphere, Fang Ping was really surprised. Di Xing had already chosen to replace him?

This guy is really not afraid of death!

This kind of pie-in-the-sky thing is obviously problematic.

"Hey, these guys will do whatever it takes to become stronger!"

Fang Ping actually understood that Di Xing was almost dying of old age and was still so weak. He was becoming increasingly powerless and had no sense of existence. He had to fight for it no matter what.

However, Fang Ping soon became vigilant.

Dixing has changed its avenue, how long has it been changed?

Where are you now?

If he becomes an emperor, if he doesn't control his path yet, and he suddenly comes to kill him, wouldn't he be in danger?

Although this will cause many consequences, if the opponent really changes his ways, he might really have emperor-level strength!

"Let's take over his main road first!"

Thinking of this, Fang Ping hurriedly entered the main road in Dixing.

Sure enough, nine times out of ten it was Dixing's.

It's very short, more than three thousand meters.

To ordinary people, such a strong person is no longer weak, but to Fang Ping, the top three or four levels are not enough.

At this moment, Fang Ping also sensed something different.

Perhaps because Di Xing was not dead, he still felt a faint sense of rejection when he entered the avenue.

Fang Ping doesn’t care about this anymore, let’s stop talking!

…

Just when Fang Ping was collecting Dixing Avenue.

He was not far away. In fact, from an outsider's perspective, the distance between Fang Ping and the three of them was actually very close, less than a few hundred meters away.
To be continued...