I’ve Possessed the Demon Sovereign’s Body

“Nine-armed Heavenly Demon” Fei Chen.

Ancient God Cult Kaishan Founder, the first generation of Cult Master.

The origins of the mystery, about 800 years ago, appeared in the Grand Land of the Divine Province without warning, with the Heavenly Demon Blood and the Nine-style Great Heavenly Demon Hand.

No one knows his past life, and he does not know his origins.

It is often rumored that he is from beyond the Heaven, which does not belong to the Grand Land of the Divine Province.

When Nine-armed Heavenly Demon was in existence, it was one of the top experts in the Grand Land of the Divine Province. It was the Southern Wasteland, which laid the foundation of the original foundation of Ancient God Cult, and the people of the Republic, Xiang Prefecture and Xiang Prefecture. As the base location, it continues to embezzle to the Quartet.

Soon, outside the northern foreign race, south of the central land Great Xia Dynasty, there was a big confession.

Fei Chen thus has Demon Cult first ancestor name.

He renamed Southern Wasteland’s largest active volcano, named Ancient God Peak, where he set up Zhurong Burning the Heaven Formation and planted the Heavenly Demon Blood Tree, laying the foundation for Ancient God Cult or Demon Cult.

Nine-armed Heavenly Demon has been in the 70 year and is the longest Cult Master in the history of Demon Cult.

But then he disappeared bizarrely and fell into a mystery.

Just like that time when he first appeared in the world.

No one knows its origins, and no one knows where Life and Death are going.

The most mysterious demon path powerful influence in the history of the Grand Land of the Divine Province, without warning, disappeared without warning.

Fortunately, Demon Cult is now strong, expert like cloud, second generation Cult Master succession, let Demon Cult still stand Divine Province Southern Wasteland, and look north Central Plains, continue to grow and develop until now.

But the fall of “Nine-armed Heavenly Demon” Fei Chen is still a mystery inside Demon Cult.

For most of the common cult members, the first generation is the first generation of ancestors who walked between heaven and earth and preached forever.

Grand Land of the Divine Province foundation was laid, he elderly went on splitting voiid and continued the journey.

But in the small circle of Demon Cult’s high-level expert, there is no accurate answer to the whereabouts of Fei Chen.

Until now, Chen Luoyang finally saw the first Cult Master of Demon Cult in legend.

He is not angry with one place.

The genius of the Yinlong River water irrigated by the volcano is also the legacy of the founder Founder.

Whenever I think that I was almost twice bombed, I was worshipped by this person. Chen Luoyang would like to drag it out of the grave and whip the body.

I still can’t find the other person’s whereabouts before.

Now that the other party actually took the initiative to send it to the door, then use him to be polite?

Of course, one foot is turned to the ground.

The current state of the other party is obviously dying.

Eight hundred years ago, it exceeded Fei Chen’s theoretical lifespan limit.

The other party can still take a sigh of relief now, more likely because of the weird mirror.

With the ancient mirror to seal the remains of the golden body, only to protect a Remnant Soul.

Therefore, Chen Luoyang has no psychological burden, can have revenge, has complaints, and will rubbing and kneading around.

Especially when the first ankle turned over the black image of the paint, Chen Luoyang thoroughly determined that the other party had no spare capacity through actual contact.

So the second foot is honest and rude, stepping on the face of the portrait.

Divine Province Legendary, first generation Master of the Demon Cult, was completely paralyzed.

In the eyes of the portrait, the black light flashed a few times in a row before it made a sound.

“Who is who… how to steal the fruit of heavenly demon, and cultivate my Heavenly Demon Blood…”

First generation Cult Master The first reaction in the consciousness at the moment is that the other person is really isn’t Demon Cult, I don’t know how to steal the Heavenly Demon Blood Tree fruit, and even cultivate Heavenly Demon Blood, so that his Misjudgment is his own descendant .

Not a person in Demon Cult, naturally disrespected him as this Demon Cult first ancestor.

Chen Luoyang stared at him: “this Majesty Divine Cult, eightheen generations Cult Master, Chen Luoyang.”

It’s like a black man who seems to be in silence for a while, and he’s back to his senses: “insolent! I…”

When the words were not finished, Chen Luoyang fell again, stepping on the face of the portrait and blocking the latter half of the conversation.

Then, Chen Luoyang took his feet off.

“If you have something to say, don’t pretend to be awkward. If your time is precious, waste it on these nonsense. It is you who regret it.”

“The erotic maniac, the catastrophe is still unknown, my foundationation, was completely destroyed in your and the other people’s hands!” In the deep voice of the black man, it is rolling anger: “I will not have regrets, the foundation that has been ruined.” If it is completely destroyed, it will be a hundred.”

Chen Luoyang was unmoved, but did not continue to work: “Islamic.”

He said in a plain tone: “Grand Land of the Divine Province, has entered the hands of this Majesty, my Divine Cult radiance, Ze was born, already is this world’s only ruler, supreme.”

Chen Luoyang looked down at the black painter: “You created the Divine Cult foundation, but only defending a corner of land, nothing more. In this Majesty hand, this cult has reached an unprecedented Peak. And you are already the dust of history.”

His words are mad, and his heart is more calm, carefully observing each other.

In the black paint, there was a sneer and the voice grew louder and louder.

“A frog in well junior.” Fei Chen coldly said: “When I set up Zhurong Burning the Heaven Formation, why is it? Is it just for defending, to guard against the people in this Grand Land of the Divine Province? It’s ridiculous, 汝You just don’t know the immensity the Heavens that are outside the well.”

Chen Luoyang expressionless said: “You arranged Zhurong Burning the Heaven Formation, just a while ago, you bombed it, almost ruining the entire main altar. If you look at the momentum of the earth fire, you can see how much the situation is now. Bad.”

Fei Chen: “………”

Big eyes staring at small eyes.

“Zhurong Burning the Heaven Formation is destroyed, and the hope of saving this cult is much smaller.” In Fei Chen’s voice, there was no anger, only deep exhaustion and unwillingness.

Chen Luoyang took the trick with the volley, and the black painter was re-established, a bit more polite than before: “What do you mean by the crisis?”

“beyond the Heaven!” The voice is heard in the portrait: “The people of Divine Province are ignorant, nicknamed me as a demon, but I don’t know the real demon, may come to this world at any time, right now…”

Fei Chen Xu Xu said: “…the steps of theirs are getting closer and closer. I have been close to life essence, and I have been swimming around and found that they are already eager to move. It is difficult to return to the mountains to inform cult members when they are suffering. Self-storing, strong insurance will not leave, and will be reserved for future generations.”

Chen Luoyang said: “I have been missing for more than seven hundred years. Never before I have seen the beyond the Heaven demon.”

“They have a big appetite, bigger than they think, and now they are ready…” Fei Chen’s tone is dignified.

Chen Luoyang asked quietly: “The techniques on your body, come from them?”

“My time is not much, my life is not long, no problem, let go later.” Fei Chen said: “While it is rude, but it is my God God Cult last hope, my last share, Helping to carry the remains of my body, so that the cultivation base is further improved. In the Grand Tribulation, I hope to protect the Ancient God Cult safely.

Chen Luoyang stared at the black painter and looked at him for a long while, blinking: “What do you want to do?”