The world's driving force is still "slow" and stable.

The era of the divine power set by Ke Xiaoliang will last about 3,000 to 5,000 years, from birth to destruction, from generation to generation of divine systems, killing and replacing each other, will be completed within these three,5,000 years.

Of course, in this process, many events that vaguely define time will occur.

Many myths will be magnified.

Until Ke Xiaoliang rang the bell for the second time, he still buried the Age of God.

Retracting his gaze, Ke Xiaoliang sat in the Supreme Demon Palace and brewed a pot of tea for a long time.

Just a moment ago, his heart felt a little throbbing and a premonition.

When ancient tea, which has grown on the cliff of the fairyland and has been for thousands of years, boiled in the divine liquid, the burning spiritual fire constantly jumped out of spiritual brilliance under the tea stove, and sometimes condensed a pair of cute eyes and looked at Ke Xiaoliang with a pleasing look.

A half-old man with a half-bald head and a big belly and wearing a gray cloth robe appeared in front of Ke Xiaoliang, completely ignoring the large number of formations and restrictions blocking the mountains outside the palace.

"Come?"

"Drink tea!" Ke Xiao stretched out his hand calmly, as if he was entertaining an old friend who had already been skilled.

The old man also sat down calmly, picked up the teacup, and drank the hot tea in one go.

"Good tea... But drinking is more delicious. I have the divine wine stolen from the wine world of Baccarat. If you are not worried about being jealous of Baccarat, you will drink it with me." The old man pulled out a black wine gourd and opened the mouth to the plug.

The gourd's mouth did not reveal the scent of wine, but instead had a milky smell like a newborn baby.

Drops of wine floated out of the gourd's mouth and just slung in the air.

Every drop of wine seems to record many extremely wonderful stories.

Ke Xiaoliang opened his mouth and sucked it slightly, and dozens of drops of wine were put into his mouth. The taste that was extremely close to the world of mortal wine contained seemed to be filled with all the good tastes.

This is a complex and unified wine, and savoring it is like reading the most popular beauty in the world.

"The wine is good, but it is not suitable for me." Ke Xiaoliang said.

"It's really not suitable. You have mastered several worlds and have the deepest understanding of the various worlds and the world. However, I have neglected it. Next time I stole a bottle of Drunk God Brew..." the old man said with a smile, with a sincere apology in his tone.

Ke Xiaoliang knew very well that this was actually the temptation of the half-old man in front of him.

He was peeking at Ke Xiaoliang's control over many gourd worlds and guessing the depth of it.

"The black-hearted ancestor must not have visited me for no reason. He must have something important to come to find me. You might as well speak, if you can help... I will definitely help." Ke Xiaoliang said directly that he had opened his identity as a half-old man, and at the same time he took the initiative first, just like an immature child pretending to be mature.

However, who can be sure of such a manifestation, is not a new temptation or disguise?

The old man with black heart squinted his eyes, looked at Ke Xiaoliang carefully, and then smiled meaningfully... When he was unable to determine how to face it for the time being, such a smile was a master key.

Both sides who were facing each other were trying their best to interpret each other, trying to gain the upper hand.

"Your methods are good. In the civil strife of the Ten Demon Sect, you will first take a single pie and defeat the tentacles of the True Demon Realm. You will make a backhand arrangement and put your own pieces and eyes and ears in the recycled tentacles."

"Unlike you, your control over the Ten Demon Sects is absolutely complete, while the two demon lords' control over the True Demon Realm is relatively separated. Your chess piece will only be buried deeper, and you will not choose to start until you wait for the right time."

"However, the real demon world is cold after all, and the recycled tentacles will be completely eliminated in a very short time. Your arrangement is destined to be lost unless there is a third party intervention." The black-hearted old man said a few casually chatting words, but he named Ke Xiaoliang's secret arrangement, and at the same time, he took the initiative to get back his voice.

Of course, this is also a series of temptations.

Since Ke Xiaoliang chose to counterattack the True Demon Realm, it is impossible for him to only consider this level.

Among the demon cultivators who returned to the real demon world, burying chess pieces and mixing their ears and eyes can only be said to be a casual move, and it is a guide to the situation.

How to make the chess piece fall to where it should be, how to keep the eyes and ears and hear, and convey useful messages... That is the real ability.

Faced with the questioning of the old man with a black heart, Ke Xiaoliang widened his eyes and looked at him with a confused look on his face.

It seems that there is no concept of what the black-hearted old man said at all.

Then he laughed in a very awkward way: "Hahaha! That's right! I did make such a arrangement, do it with my own hands and do it with my own hands! I'm lucky to be successful, but I have no regrets to lose it."

"You can't... Someone punched me twice in a row, and I didn't even fight back! Then what am I?"

This attitude seems suspicious.

Just like Ke Xiaoliang himself, he was reminded by the old man that he thought of such a way and such a way to have such a method.

Before this, he had no idea about this.

If you pretend to be stupid and tender, you will seem even more insincere to deal with an old fox like a black-hearted old man.

The old man was not angry either. Since he decided to come forward to find Ke Xiaoliang, he naturally had a complete plan.

Since you are here, it is impossible to return empty-handed.

No matter how Ke Xiaoliang chooses to deal with it, he has a solution.

"Two to two, or three to one, it's you...why do you choose?" The old man in black saw through Ke Xiaoliang's first layer of disguise, followed the trend and entered the second layer, and began to choose a straightforward threat.

"Are you threatening me?" Ke Xiaoliang sat upright, then looked down at the old man with a higher attitude and asked.

The old man in black said: "It's not a threat, it's an advice."

"I came with kindness. We belonged to the same family. We should have been together and watched over each other."

"And you are full of vigilance towards me and be prepared everywhere. This shouldn't be!"

Faced with Ke Xiaoliang's sudden strength, the black-hearted old man responded with strength.

However, Ke Xiaoliang's strength seems sharp and sharp, while the black-hearted old man's strength is restrained and well versed in the thick black.

"Puchi..." Ke Xiaoliang smiled.

In an instant, the solidification atmosphere in the entire cultivation room began to melt quickly like the first sight of the snow and ice.

"Okay! Open the skylight and say something bright, hundreds of poems, thousands of blades make me very upset. I want them to die. I also ask the Black-hearted ancestor to help me." Ke Xiaoliang said suddenly and generously.

The black-hearted old man rolled his eyes: "Stop making trouble!"

"It is easy to hurt them, to damage their face, or even temporarily seal them, you can plan. But kill? How to kill? If you stand on a complete river of time and erase their existence from all traces of existence, then you can kill them."
Chapter completed!