Is The Big Villain Crazy, Really Made The Empress Into A Puppet?

"Boom!"

A long sound spread across the continent, immediately attracting the attention of countless people.

"A son of god has fallen!"

Immediately, many people secretly sighed.

At this time, on the golden light list suspended on the stars of the Heavenly Desolate God Realm, a name named "Sun Shenghai" turned black.

A line of description appeared behind the name: "Sun Shenghai, was besieged by the misty beast at Haiwu Cliff, lost to the beast, was swallowed by the beast, and fell on the spot."

The end was tragic, showing the tragic experience of the Heavenly Desolate God Realm.

There have been many such examples in the Heavenly Desolate God Realm in the past, but every time this time comes, there are still countless people with emotion, especially the forces behind the Son of God, who are even more worried and sighed.

"However, aside from Sun Shenghai, there are already more than a dozen god sons who have improved their cultivation bases, and Mo Wuyou from Wuyou Valley has been promoted to the fourth-rank legal realm in a row!"

"The Desolate God Realm has always been regarded as a treasured place for cultivation. Most of the gods in the mainland are lucky people. It is not difficult to get the opportunity to improve their cultivation."

"It's Nangong Junchen, it's really ridiculous. The first one to enter the Heavenly Desolate God Realm, and his cultivation base is standing still. It seems that this child's chances are really bad!"

Everywhere in the mainland, during discussions, Nangong Junchen can't help but sneer at him.

The first person on the road to the sky, the first person to enter the Heavenly Desolate God Realm, but half a month has passed, and his cultivation has not improved at all.

That's it? Simply ridiculous.

in a mysterious void.

Several hundred-zhang-high divine shadows stand in the void, evolving a mysterious atmosphere, as if building a great formation of heaven and earth.

Surrounding, a layer of nothingness shields all the breath, forming an independent world.

These giants are also watching the Heavenly Desolation God List.

"The Son of God in Chaos Heaven is really extraordinary. He has been promoted to two ranks in half a month. At this speed, it will only take a month or two to break through to the immortal realm."

"In terms of speed, Mo Wuyou can't compare to the Son of God in the Endless Sea. There was no movement for half a month, and the last night broke through the two-rank legal realm. This kind of talent is really incredible."

"You two, don't sell yourselves and brag."

Another giant joined the chat and said with a smile, "Now the whole continent is watching Empress Mingyang's jokes. It seems that Nangong Junchen is just like that. Tianji Pavilion seems to take this child too seriously."

"Heavenly Secret Pavilion may have deduced some secrets, we can just wait and see." Another giant said.

"We can't get involved in the affairs of the Heavenly Desolate God Realm. We should build this peerless formation as soon as possible, and then we should find the opportunity for me to wait for myself."

"That makes sense."

The giants have converged their minds one after another and devoted themselves to the evolution of the formation.

The void is calm, like a tiny spot of light, hidden in the endless unknown depths, and no one can detect it.

Queen's Palace.

The Empress is also looking at the Heavenly Desolate God List.

She couldn't help but think of the goddess Baguio.

Ten years ago, she sent the goddess Baguio to enter the Heavenly Desolate God Realm to do an important task, but to no avail.

This time, she pinned her hopes on Nangong Junchen.

She had long believed that Nangong Junchen must be one step ahead of Baguio, and her cultivation will definitely be improved by leaps and bounds.

However, half a month has passed, and Nangong Junchen's cultivation is still standing still.

This made her a little disappointed, and even the original expectations began to turn into coldness.

She glanced at the call ring in her hand, and suddenly had the urge to reprimand Nangong Junchen.

The next moment, she suppressed this urge again, and murmured inexplicably: "If you are really so unbearable, then it can only be said that this emperor has lost his sight. If you come back alive, you can feel at ease being refined by this emperor. ."

...

Desolate God Realm, Longfeng Ancient City.

Naturally, Nangong Junchen didn't know about the situation on the Continent's Heavenly Desolation God Ranking.

In the Heavenly Desolate God Realm, all the gods couldn't see the Heavenly Desolation God List, including him.

He is now in the Red Sleeve Tower, waiting for the goddess Baguio to approach.

The scorching heat in his palm seemed to have risen to the extreme. According to his speculation, the goddess Baguio was nearby, even in the ancient city of Longfeng.

Almost at the same time, Nangong Junchen noticed several cryptic prying eyes shooting towards him.

Around the Red Sleeve Building, where he was, was already surrounded by several figures.

In addition, there are many more obscure atmospheres outside the ancient city of Longfeng, it seems that an army of orcs is ambushing.

Such a lineup, presumably the boss of God Burial, has finally arrived.

"Three statues of the peak of the legal realm, and two statues of the immortal realm of the third grade."

"No matter how you look at the power of the Burial God, it's a little bit off the table."

Nangong Junchen looked at the void not far away, and said with a half-smile, "If your funeral gods only have this energy, I think you, the boss of the funeral gods, don't need to show up."

After he finished speaking, he squeezed his palm slightly, and after the burning sensation reached the limit, he kept it.

Is it really such a coincidence that the appearance of the boss of the funeral god and the appearance of the goddess Baguio?

Or they are the same person.

Thinking of Chen Feng's previous information, the boss of God Burial is a woman.

He suddenly felt that this possibility is very high.

"I didn't expect that the boss that Chen Feng said was only a fifth-rank jurisdiction."

A dull voice came from the depths of the void, "It seems that the value of cooperating with you is not high."

"Then you can choose not to show up."

Nangong Junchen took a sip of tea and smiled lightly, "The choice is yours, it doesn't matter to me."

buzzing.

A shadow fell in front of Nangong Junchen.

In an instant, the surrounding prying eyes suddenly approached, forming a top-secret blockade, vigilant against internal and external movements.

Nangong Junchen looked at the figure in front of him, his eyes swept across the other's red lips, and the half face covered by the white mask, and nodded with satisfaction: "She is indeed a beauty, and her eyesight is good."

"Are you sure that I will cooperate with you?" The woman's red lips raised slightly.

"I'm completely unsure."

Nangong Junchen poured a cup of tea for the other party and said with a smile, "After all, it is said that women have a needle in the heart of the sea."

"interesting."

The woman took a sip of tea generously and said, "Get to know me, I am the God of Burial."

"The name is domineering, but it doesn't seem to match a beauty like you."

Nangong Junchen looked at each other and said slowly, "It's better to call you Baguio, it should be more appropriate."

Suddenly, the woman's figure froze slightly.

In an instant, the woman who had a soft breath, exuded endless coldness, and turned into a piece of ice.

Nangong Junchen chuckled in his heart, it seems that his guess came true.

The woman in front of her is the goddess Baguio that she has been looking for.

The goddess, Baguio, turned out to be the boss of the God Burial Force. If the Empress knew this, she would be surprised.

He said unhurriedly: "Baguio, everyone is a fellow countryman after all, and they all belong to the Queen's seat, so there is no need to be so vigilant, right?"

"How did you know?"

The woman's words were equivalent to acknowledging her identity. She looked at Nangong Junchen with a scrutiny, a dim light appeared in her palm, and a bead was pinched into her hand at some point.