Quiet, deadly! People feel incredible about the 180-degree turn of the God King.

It's like a group of people calling Jack Ma the boss, and some other calling him Dad. As a result, the richest man turned around and hugged an old farmer who rode a three-wheeled scrap to collect waste. How did this make the followers who have been around him feel?

At this moment, they were like this, with their mouths wide open, and they were dumbfounded, with tens of thousands of grass and mud horses running wildly in their hearts.

Including Yang Feng himself, he was a little too impatient to adapt and was stunned.

But the King Juetian was extremely anxious and urged repeatedly: "Brother, don't say anything, take back your momentum first, don't take me with you even if you are looking for death, who will I provoke whom?"

"Uh...oh!"

Seeing that he was so polite, Yang Feng had anger before, and immediately disappeared. His body shook, and the powerful god-level aura was immediately withdrawn from his body.

At this point, the King of Juetian could not help but breathe a lot and relieved his heart.

I was so scared that this naughty kid almost made a mess.

After calming down his frightened mood, the King of Juetian quickly checked the movements around him again. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he recovered his majesty with relief and said to everyone: "Apart from this guy, you all the other miscellaneous people will get out of me and stay outside the door, so don't let outsiders disturb you."

"Uh... Lord God King, what you meant is..." After licking his dry lips, Yue Qing pointed to his nose in an extremely awkward manner.

The God King Jue Tian sneered: "It's not you!"

"Oh, I just said, in the heart of Lord God, how could I..." "I mean, all of you, get out of here.

Trash, messy, I don’t know what kind of dog thing I am, get out!"

Yue Qing grinned and breathed a long time. As soon as he showed a smile, he heard the angry roar of the God King Jue Tian.

Yueqing staggered and hurriedly led his friends to roll and crawl out, and his glass heart was almost broken.

Why can that kid be on par with the Lord God King and be a brother? I, Leqing, are handsome and handsome, and a young talent, be despised as a scum?

It's so unfair, wuwu! Nangong Yueyi had long wanted to leave this yard with a gust of wind. At this time, he was just going down the donkey and smiled and said, "That... Brother Yang, I must be the kind of garbage and scum, so I won't stay. I'm waiting for you outside. You have a good chat with Lord God King, hahaha!"

After saying that, Nangong Yueyi ran away as if he was running away.

"Yang Feng, be careful!"

Although Feng Yu was a divine beast, he knew that he could not get into the eyes of the gods, so he stopped staying. After giving Yang Feng some advice, he left slowly.

At this point, only Yang Feng and Jue Tian Shen Wang were left in this small yard.

Seeing that there were no outsiders here, there were only people at the same level as him, and they could put down their airs and no longer hold on to them. They relaxed and said, "I said brother, are you bride? Do you know how dangerous this plane is now, and you dare to release your god-level aura at will?

Are you really not afraid of death, are you?"

"How do you say this?"

Yang Feng asked with a frown.

He looked at Yang Feng deeply, and the God King Jue Tian pondered for a moment and said, "I'll ask you first, you... are not the main god, or the demon god, you should be the evil god, right?"

"Well...yes, I'm the evil god just like you."

In order to find out the news, Yang Feng deliberately pretended to be an evil god and got closer. After all, the same tribe is easy to talk to.

“What’s the name?”

The God King Juetian asked again.

"King Api Luo!"

Yang Feng picked up the name of the dead evil god again.

When the King Juetian God heard this, he immediately realized: "Oh... It turns out that you are King Api Luo, I'm lucky to be lucky."

"Good luck!"

Yang Feng hugged his fists, said politely to him, and then asked, "That... you were so nervous just now and said I would implicate you. What does it mean?"

"You don't know yet?"

Hearing that he said, the God King Jue Tian seemed to understand something and whispered: "The Demon God of this plane, Demon Lord Diabro, has already come down from the realm.

So when we evil gods make money, be careful.

Otherwise, if you meet him, your fate will be scattered, tsk."

"What?

Demon Lord Diabro has gone down from the realm?

True or fake?

Didn’t it mean that it would take another 10 or 20 years?

Why is it so fast?”

"I don't know, Diabro has always been lazy, why is he so diligent this time?"

The God King Jue Tian smiled bitterly and sighed, "But my news is not wrong, and this news has spread throughout our evil god circle.

So now, any evil god who comes to this plane to make money must be careful and careful. Some time ago, there was an evil god called... Oh, Aberaman, who was directly burned to ashes by the flames of hell, which is so miserable.

So now we have to be a human being with our tails in our hands. How can we be as tiger-like as you just now? Isn’t we seeking death?”

So that's it! Leran nodded, and Yang Feng couldn't help but smile.

It turned out that they thought that Aberaman's death was caused by Demon Lord Diabro, but who would have thought that Hell Flame was released by himself?

Suddenly, Yang Feng ignored the news about the Demon Lord Diabolo's lower realm, but did not reveal the truth to the outside world.

If these evil gods really fear the power of the demon god and dare not be unscrupulous, it would be a good thing to the creatures on this plane, so why not do it?

Yang Feng sneered, and the God King Jue Tian looked at him, and complained again: "King Api Luo, how long has it been since you returned to the divine realm? Why didn't you even get such important news?

If you really brought the Demon Lord Demon, I'm afraid it's not just you, but I will suffer with you."

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. I really don't know the news about the demon god's descending to the world. Wouldn't you blame anyone who doesn't know it?"

He shrugged without any hesitation, Yang Feng smiled, but soon said with a solemn expression: "Okay, let's talk about the serious matters. Please give it to me of the soul of Ximen Zun."

"Why, I hooked it up, why did I give it to you?"

Hearing his words, the God King Jue Tian directly refused.

Yang Feng's face turned cold and shouted: "No matter whether this soul was hooked by you or not, I must have it today, otherwise..." "What else will happen?

They are all evil god kings, am I afraid of you?"

The King of Juetian sneered, Yang Feng raised his lips and said with a wicked smile: "Otherwise I will let go of my momentum and attract the demon god, and die with you!"

"Hey you..." The statue of the god with a strange light suddenly shook, and the God King Jue Tian said suspiciously: "What does that Ximen Zun have to do with you? Are you fighting with me for his little human soul?"

"That's nothing to do with you. Anyway, you just need to remember that if you don't hand over Ximen's soul today, you won't think of leaving here.

If you want to, you can.

But don't forget that our two evil gods will definitely not be able to stop fighting. Deabrou's Demon Lord will definitely come to us, and we will all die by then.

It doesn't matter to me, it depends on whether you are willing to sacrifice your life to accompany a gentleman, hehehe."
Chapter completed!