"So, you are still very sincere..."

"Of course... Fang Qisheng, you are despicable!"

Bang!

With one sound and another, it suddenly appeared at the location of Demon Twelve. Demon Twelve was knocked away and hit the snow-white wall. It was then tightly held by countless golden rings that popped up suddenly on the wall.

"If you want to say whatever you want, it's just the whine of the defeated dog."

"laugh……"

The trapped Demon Twelve suddenly sneered, and the insect on the back of his head kept swaying, "You may have forgotten that the body of our Demon Worm Clan has never been this..."

Puchi!

Fang Qisheng waved his hand casually, and the scepter in his hand flew out, piercing the insect more than two meters long, and nailing it to the wall.

"What about now?"

"You so-called spiritual races that you don't even let go of your own tribe are indeed extremely despicable and shameless! In name, it was our Heavenly Demon Worm clan who invaded your Spirit Clan, but in fact, it was our Heavenly Demon Worm clan who was bound in your Spirit Clan!"

Fang Qisheng curled his lips slightly and smiled indifferently, "You are not too stupid to see through this. I thought that you believe in false gods and have already been burned out of your mind, as stupid as a real bug."

"Haha..." Demon Twelve suddenly stopped being excited, but laughed out loud, "The Demon God is unkind and treats all things as straw dogs. He does not care whether we are smart or stupid, nor does he care whether we convert or rebel, he does not care about anything. He cannot look directly, cannot be named, cannot be described, and cannot be described. He is not born there, and He is still there when all things are silent."

Fang Qisheng frowned slightly and said, "Shut up! I am not listening to your preaching, I cannot believe in your false god!"

Demon Twelve smiled strangely, and he said, "If you don't try, how do you know? Our devil and insect clan did not believe in Him at first, until one day, our ancestors noticed His existence. He was extremely generous to our prayers, and was too enthusiastic to be...

Unfortunately, our demon insects are soul creatures, without bodies, and cannot bear His enthusiasm. We have no choice but to build statues for Him and pour His enthusiasm into the statues.

With the establishment of the statue, His enthusiasm was divided into countless parts, and we could barely bear it. But unexpectedly, these statues became our shackles. You trapped us in the body of the Spiritual people, but it was just on this shackle, and with a trivial chain, it was useless!"

Fang Qisheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Since it is useless, why should you rush to break free? Isn't it good for us to cooperate with each other? You don't have to wander around, don't worry about food scarcity, constantly breeding larvae, and continuing bloodlines. We can also get better tribe members and brighter soul crystal sand. Isn't this a benefit for both parties?"

"How can we evolve without breaking away from the chains? How can we enter a higher dimension? We don't plan to be trapped in this shallow pool forever and become king!"

"Qianchi?" Fang Qisheng couldn't help but sneer, "Demon Twelve, you are so arrogant. Our spiritual race has a long history and has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. I dare not say that we have reached the end of the universe. The end of the dimension is only a vague touch of existence at a higher dimension. How dare you just a group of insects in such a big tone?"

Demon Twelve stared at Fang Qisheng with pity and said, "You are afraid that you have forgotten the talent of our Demon Zerg. We have lost our bodies and are just a soul existence. Although we have obvious shortcomings, we have also gained racial talent that is unfavorable. We can travel through any dimension, just like now, without this broken body bondage, I can even become a line and a point on this wall. No matter how hard you try, you can't kill me."

"There is nothing if, the reality is that you are nailed to the wall by me."

"Hahaha..." Demon Twelve laughed wildly, and the insect's body kept shaking. I don't know how it did it, but it made a mockery with a worm face that made people want to beat it up.

Lin Fang almost couldn't help it, transformed into a soul body, rushed up and filled it with old fists.

I don’t know how much perseverance I used, but Lin Fang forced himself to suppress this impulse.

Lin Fang must tolerate it, but Fang Qisheng cannot tolerate it.

He rushed up immediately and punched and kicked Mo Twelve.

After a storm-like beating, Fang Qisheng took a step back, shook his hands, and said, "You really deserve a beating."

Mo Twelve said with regret: "Fang Qisheng, you are really not ordinary cunning. I have already done this, but I still can't deceive your true body. You are really tolerant. Forget it, I won't play with you anymore. The Demon God's eyes have already been staring at me. No matter how much you play with the fire, the Demon God's enthusiasm will make you, including the entire spiritual race behind you, unable to bear it! You rat tail juice!"

puff!

Then the Demon Twelve shook, turned into a fog and disappeared, leaving only a bug arm in its original place.

"You gang of insects are not much better!" Fang Qisheng snorted coldly, stared at the insects' arms on the wall, and brushed his sleeves. He turned into a brightly quadrupole soul sand particle, hanging high in the air.

A ripples suddenly expanded outward towards the surroundings with the tetrahedral soul sand as the center.

The bubbles on all the spiritual cannon fodders exploded, as if nothing had happened. The interrupted process in the huge cube room continued again.

Lin Fang: "..."

He took a breath and quickly extended his soul's vision, returning to the state of being influenced by a certain range of spiritual illusions, watching "Fang Qisheng"'s passionate programmatic performance.

When the "Fang Qisheng" performance ended, Lin Fang was taken out and as an elite who shouldered heavy responsibilities, he came to a brand new room.

This is a classroom with a podium in front and a neatly arranged tables and chairs behind, with a total of thirty sets, which looks no different from ordinary classrooms in the Earth Era.

After Lin Fang entered the room, several people were already sitting in scattered places, some of whom were actually acquaintances, a Taoist priest, a warrior, and a knight, all of which he had seen in the huge cube room.

Almost subconsciously, Lin Fang opened his soul's vision and glanced at these people. What surprised him slightly was that these people were not illusions, nor projections, but real bodies.

In other words, those who can enter this room are at least the elites who came out of the spiritual farm similar to the Earth Era, just like Lin Fang, but they did not cheat like Lin Fang and took the ride-hailing of the Demon Zerg.

Lin Fang secretly wrote down the positions of these people and sat quietly on a chair close to the Taoist priest.

"Brother, what type of world are you from?"

Lin Fang didn't expect that as soon as he sat down, he was greeted warmly by the Taoist priest next door.

"Technology Type..."

"Then you can't do it, no wonder you look a little weak!" The Taoist priest couldn't help but shook his head, "Forgot to introduce himself, I'm a wise master of thunder and spells, and I'm unparalleled. I wonder if you are interested in buying some talismans to save your life? I have teleportation talismans here: a thousand miles in a flash; Golden Armor talisman: the planet is destroyed and I'm immortal; Life Substitution talisman: Even if the Golden Armor talisman can't stand it, you can still leave a remnant soul, transplant flowers and wood, and live for a lifetime... How about it, brother, I've said so much, are there anyone you can like? Just a grain of soul crystal sand, you can choose the top life-saving talisman in the whole audience!"

Lin Fang: "..."

The reason why he chose to sit next to Lingzhizi was because of the same origin of culture, Lin Fangtianran had some favorable feelings for him.

Unexpectedly, this man was not only very familiar, but also a chatterbox and a micro-businessman. As soon as he met, he had not yet gotten to know each other, so he tried his best to sell his talisman to Lin Fang.

To talk about talismans...

Lin Fang's head moved, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and a touch of mental power flowed into his hands. He turned his back and quickly outlined the shape of a talisman in the air with his hands alternated.

clang!

It seemed as if Hong Zhongda Lu was shaking at the center of his eyebrows. The golden armored talisman outlined in the void in his hand actually triggered a rhythm, slowly showing a golden texture, and finally condensed into a real talisman.

Is it really possible?

Lin Fang was shocked. He never expected that the methods of the Taiyi world could be used in the spiritual world.

The Taiyi World is just a world in the Earth Era. If marked with dimensions, it is already the third-level world under the spiritual world. How can the means there be used?

Before Lin Fang could think clearly, Lingzhizi's enthusiastic gaze had already come to her.

"Brother, how, do you want to inspect the goods first?"

Lin Fang had too many doubts in his heart. This Lingzhizi was enthusiastic, which was a good news channel. He turned his hand and reached in front of Lingzhizi, and asked with a smile: "Brother Lingzhizi, I don't know how your golden armor talisman is better than the one I bought?"

"Damn!"

Lingzhizi was shocked all over and snatched the golden armor talisman from Lin Fang. After watching carefully, he almost hit his face.

"This pattern, this line, this brushwork... is natural, the Taoist rhyme is born, and the master's work is made! This is a true master's work!"

After muttering alone for a while, Lingzhizi said to Lin Fang with a eager look on his face: "Brother, who did you buy this golden armor talisman from? I don't know if there are any more. Can you give me a few more for me? I'll add money!"

Lin Fang: "..."

Lingzhizi's reaction almost made Lin Fang confused. This guy was selling Lin Fang the previous second, and then he asked Lin Fang for a purchase.

This is very natural to change from a businessman to a consumer, and there is no sense of incongruity!

Lin Fang laughed dryly and said, "I only bought one, but if Brother Lingzhizi needs it, I can help buy some..."

"Brother, please be sure to help with purchasing agents! This is a deposit! After the matter is completed, I will thank you very much!"

Lingzhizi flipped his wrist and took out a slap bag from somewhere. After he opened it, he poured it on the table, and hundreds of crystal clear tetrahedral soul sand rolled down from it.

Before Lin Fang could see how many soul sand there was in the purse, Ling Zhizi flipped his hand and put it away.

Immediately afterwards, Lingzhizi waved his hand and these hundreds of tetrahedral soul sand flew towards him.

"Hahaha... I really didn't expect that I could make a small fortune here. I, Ji Yeliao, would be disrespectful to these soul crystal sands! Dragon Sword! "

The samurai-like man suddenly pulled out the samurai sword behind him, flashing a quick step, and suddenly appeared in front of Lin Fang. He swung the knife in a circle with a eager look on his face, and actually cut out an internal tornado, and all the soul sand particles flew towards him.

"presumptuous!"

Lingzhizi was furious, "The sky is clear, the earth is calm, the universe is correct, the Dharma is led by the spirit, and thunder comes!"

boom!

Click!

A brilliant light of lightning fell down and slashed hard on the head of the warrior Ji Yeliao.

With Ji Yeliao as the center, countless lightnings expanded unexpectedly.

The desks around were touched by the lightning, making a crackling sound, and they were all bounced out by the lightning.

Complaints, screams, and collisions between tables and chairs immediately filled the entire room.

The others all look like they are not concerned about their own affairs, flashing, running, watching the fun.

Only the man who looked like a knight sighed. He stood up slowly without any haste, spread his hands, a silver hammer and a purple shield fell on his hands respectively.

He held a shield in his left hand and a hammer in his right hand. He hit each other and shouted twice.

"Law and order, stillness!"

"Law and protection!"

The tables and chairs flying around hovered in the air. The lightning that expanded wildly seemed to touch the invisible round cover, bound by some force to a meter, only flashing back and forth between Lingzhizi and Ji Yeliao.

"Puff...ah!"
To be continued...