The Red Witch King looked at Alexander and Pluto on the throne with a stern look.

The cruelty and cold blood in his eyes made people feel that he didn't see him or the emperor or the sect leader of the Hell, but a plate of dishes on a table.

This feeling made Alexander very uncomfortable, but he knew that it was not the time to be enemies with the Witch Kings.

In the vast palace, only Alexander's voice came loudly: "Two, the evil god ceremony will begin in three days as agreed. I wonder how you prepared it?"

The Red Witch King did not answer. He stood there like a wild beast, constantly scanning the two people on the throne.

The Black Witch King smiled and said, "Everyone is on a whim, can you feel it? Fang Xingjian's pouncer has already entered the city."

The Black Witch King looked at the two people on the throne, his eyes fluctuated, and he was also secretly surprised by the methods of the Creek royal family. He originally wanted to treat the ancient hell path as cannon fodder to deal with the evil god clone, but he did not expect that the other party had found strong support from somewhere, and brought many god-level powerful people.

Especially the leader of the sect, the true Lord of Qingshan.

This person's horror is a little scared even if the Black Witch King is.

Alexander's eyes did not change, but said calmly: "Now that we are united and have a strong strength, even the Holy See cannot be humiliated easily.

What can Fang Xing Jian do if you have a straight sword? And since everyone has a whim, they can sense Fang Xing Jian, which is inexplicable for the arrival of the evil god."

Indeed, the four great witch kings of black, red, gold and purple are all peak powerhouses at the fourth level of the god level or even the fifth level of the god level. Alexander himself is at the fifth level of the god level, and Pluto is at the fourth level of the god level, and there are also the true Lord of Qingshan. Although everyone present is not sure of his specific strength, he is at least at the fifth level of the god level, and there are many unheard secret techniques.

Such a force, let alone Fang Xingjian, even if the Truth Church comes to stop it, there are no more than five Dharma Kings, I am afraid that it will not be able to stop it.

Now the Iron Lion King Court in the northern grasslands, the Great Shanyu unified the grasslands, and no longer completely obeyed the Holy See. The three great saints within the Holy See are fighting infighting, so how could more than five Dharma kings go south?

Both the Black Witch King and Alexander were very accurate in seeing this opportunity, so he dared to arrange the arrival ceremony of the evil god.

Alexander continued: "There is no need to worry about Fang Xingjian. Now, we still need to prepare for the evil god ritual. Regarding the strength of the evil god clone, we must prepare early.

Otherwise, the evil gods would ravage the world, and we might have made a big mistake.

Now, the Witch King should also talk about the information about the evil god, right?"

The Black Witch King also nodded silently. Compared to Fang Xingjian, the evil god is indeed the real threat.

Any wizard understands the horror, the kind that can be enough to come to the whole world, borrow infinite power to everyone, and give them infinite knowledge, which is enough to be worshipped by any strong man.

The Black Witch King said lightly: "The evil god clone we chose to descend this time is the red evil god clone."

"The Red Evil God?" Alexander subconsciously glanced at the Red Witch King and said, "I heard that the Red Black Magic is an existence that constantly adjusts and changes the body and moves closer to the Red Evil God?"

"Yes." The Black Witch King said: "Among the twelve evil gods, except for the red evil god, all the other eleven have no specific shape or physical properties. They are all strange and strange, even beyond human imagination, cannot be observed, calculated, and cannot be described..."

When Alexander heard what the Black Witch King said, he disagreed and said directly: "Since that's the case, what abilities does this Red Evil God have?"

"Ability?" The Black Witch King lowered his head and sighed and said, "Extremely fast..."

“Extremely strong…”

...

Just as the Black Witch King and Alexander were discussing the evil god clone, outside the imperial capital, two men and one woman were standing silently in a shadow.

These three people are the supreme leader of Shang, the first scholar of the Emerald Dynasty, and Grand Duke Alba, five thousand years ago.

Lolo, the saint of the Truth Church three thousand years ago.

And the strong man who lived before the first impact, I don’t know how many years have passed since then, Aoyama Zhenjun.

Almost the first time that Master Qingshan came out of seclusion, he rushed to the imperial capital and waited quietly here for two days and two nights.

Two days and two nights passed in a flash, and even the Saint Lolo asked in confusion: "Sir, what are we waiting for?"

"Wait for Fang Xing Sword." Master Qingshan opened his eyes, and it seemed that he could see countless data. The formula was circulating: "This time, I will kill this son."

Grand Duke Alba said, "Fang Xingjian was able to win and lose with Alexander a month ago. With this person's talent and bloodline, he may have made great progress in the past month.

According to the information under his command, people from both the black and red veins have entered the city. At this moment, the imperial capital is likely to have one or two Witch King-level powerhouses, as well as Alexander and Pluto.

Sir, if you and Fang Xingjian both suffer losses, they may be taken advantage of by others..."

True Lord Qingshan waved his hand and stopped Grand Duke Alba from continuing to speak.

He raised his hand and looked from their direction and was wrapped in a chaotic airflow.

One clear and one turbid, one up and one up, one left and one right, one light and one dark, two airflows continued to rotate and wander over the entire imperial capital, and the terrifying power seemed to have enveloped the entire world.

Even the Grand Duke Alba, who is at the fourth level of the god level, has the feeling that he is just an ant when he witnesses this scene.

With his knowledge of the first scholar of the Emerald Dynasty who unified the continent 5,000 years ago, he could not recognize what formation this was.

I saw Master Qingshan confidently saying, "Can you recognize this formation?"

"This...what magic array is this?"

The True Lord Qingshan said: "This is a two-character fine dust formation, which can cover the sky and the sun, and a little-character sumeru mustard seeds. I went into seclusion to practice the two-character fine dust formation. I stood here for the past two days and two nights and set up the formation with my supreme will.

Once this formation is successfully arranged, it will be hidden at the end of time and space, and at the extreme of the microscope, even the god-level powerful people will find it difficult to discover.

Once activated, the two chaotic energy will be wiped out directly, and even the powerful people at the fifth level of the god level will be wiped out."

In other words, even if the True Lord Qingshan revealed the formation at this moment, he was the only one who was willing to let Alba and Luo Luo see it.

This is a formation that acts on the microscopic world and reacts on the macroscopic world through changes in microscopic physics.

In the entire space of the imperial capital, various physical changes have reached the thought of the True Lord Qingshan.

Feeling the magic of this formation and the power contained in it, Grand Duke Alba showed a shock in his eyes. His martial arts will kept scanning the exquisiteness, but the more he looked, the more shocked he became.

"Sir, is this the formation before the first attack in ancient times?"

Aoyama Shin-jun smiled slightly, without answering, but looked at his own panel, which was a system called Fantasy Kingdom—
Chapter completed!