If the original treasure house was a closed room without windows, only the door was connected to the fourth floor. Then at this moment, the attack directly removed the wall where the door was located, leaving the interior of the treasure house completely exposed to the eyes of the outside world. At the same time, the sticky silk threads of the solidified space cracks broke one after another, and the space storm that had stopped erupted again, sucking a God of Disaster who had just stood firm in it.

The crack expanded wildly, and Wanshe's eyes turned, suddenly jumped high, jumped in, and then disappeared. As soon as this guy entered the treasure house, he did not stop and kept moving candy crystals. At this moment, he was obviously paying attention to the monopoly, and did not intend to share the harvest with the mantis disaster god, and rolled up all the "candy crystals" and ran away.

"So many crystals!" The disaster gods who were surrounded by one after another saw the scene in the treasure house and shouted loudly.

Although Xisa and the others were extremely hardworking, they only moved less than one-third of them, and in the end they were left with more than two-thirds of the number. However, Xisa was very satisfied. His "Silver Main Nest" had been accumulated by "Candy Crystals", and the living space of the fly fairies was completely zeroed.

Not only that, Cecilia's several space equipment was also full of money; the headless senior also asked for several "bubble spaces" from Xisa, and they were all stuffy. Senior sister and Xisa were both gods of disaster, but the divine power that the True God's Vein could replenish every year was only a little bit. However, in the past few dozen minutes, each of them had the benefits of a True God's Vein for thousands of years.

The old-fashioned senior sister who was originally a little shabby turned into a rich woman in the central underworld every minute. An ordinary old-fashioned disaster god could not be richer than her.

"Oh, we're meeting again, Lord Fly!" The Misilver Golem pushed away a few soy sauce members and walked out over them, with a 'kind' smile on his face. Behind him, a stronger man with a black racing helmet on his head, as if he was a shadow.

"You are very confident when you smile. Is it because you have found a helper?" Xisa looked at the senior sister, then looked at the man behind Yin Si, and felt a sense of incongruity in her heart. The right to portrait is infringing on!

"Treasure Bowl Palace is doing business, and the idle people are waiting to go. I just need those guys' lives, and I will not touch anything in the treasure house!" Yin Xiang shouted.

At the same time he spoke, the silver workshop behind him opened and fifty replicas walked out one after another. At the same time, nearly thirty replicas came over the outside of the crowd.

After the previous defeat, the silver statue returned to the second floor and started killing. Not only did it fill the vacant spaces in the "Silver Workshop", but it also made an additional thirty replicas, and catalyzed them toward 100%. At this moment, ten of the thirty wild replicas have reached 100% status for more than 40 minutes, and there are still less than twenty minutes to destroy themselves. In addition, the other twenty are also above 90%.

The replica of fifty breaths of true disasters emerged in one breath, even if the god of disasters was a little confident, he couldn't help but take a breath of air. Not to mention anything else, the silver statue of the aura alone had already won!

Not only that, four disaster gods came out beside Yin Si. These guys were all dangerous elements from all over the world. They also admired the name of the "Baojuan Palace" and wanted to surrender. In the end, they were dragged down by the Misilian Golem and prepared to take the test. As long as any of Xisa's gang was killed, they could become the reserve officer of the Baojuan Palace.

Seeing this scene, the several disaster gods who had just maintained peace with Xisa took the initiative to avoid the ever-expanding space cracks and retreated. Other disaster gods who appeared one after another also focused on the "Candy Crystal" mountains and the remaining "Spring". They were not interested in Xisa and the Palace of Treasures. They only had the benefits in the treasure house.

"Well? The damn greedy sin clan actually betrayed me!" Just as Xisa was thinking about how to face the enemy, a fury whisper of No. 7 came to his ears.

"What's wrong? Was ss!"

"Did you see that big guy wearing a helmet?" Number seven stared at the strong man guarding behind the Silver Silk, his eyes full of anger and badness.

"The Angry Clan? No, if it is really a sin Clan, there is no reason not to recognize you, right? And I didn't sense the breath of hell." Xisa was a little confused.

"Why can't you recognize it? You're so familiar with that thing!" Number seven laughed angrily, his voice sounded happy, but it was full of biting chill.

"What is that?" Xisa was completely confused. He really didn't know that big guy.

"The filth of hell! The demon tide in your mouth! It was greedy that year that it was the filth accumulated in the 'space-time cemetery' to be discharged into Ceylon to pollute it, and use it to weaken the power of the vortex of the world. I hate this thing and don't want to be the second Red Abyss, so I agreed to this plan. I didn't expect that they never gave up studying this thing." The anger and murderous intent that could not be concealed in No. 7's words.

Although the "Hell Will" sounds so terrifying, it is not without weaknesses. The remaining No. 2 and No. 7 were completely failed, while the latter was just a semi-finished product. Therefore, No. 7 has always been afraid of the "filthy and malice" separated by itself, and is unwilling to be contaminated, which makes itself lose its mind and fall back into chaos.

However, this "filthy and malice" is not something that everyone fears. The greedy clan has always wanted to get rid of the control of the will of hell, and even wants to turn his status back to become the master of hell and control the will of hell. And "filthy" is a very good weapon, a weapon specifically targeting "No. 7". They have never given up studying this terrifying power.

The second grandfather of Xiza also studied this thing. He has been living in Nanzhou for many years and witnessed the entire process of demon disaster polluting the entire Nanzhou and extinction of billions of creatures. However, the study of the "Demon Tide" by the gluttonous people has been monitored by the will of hell. Greedy behavior is a complete betrayal.

"Demon disaster? I didn't feel it!" Xisa looked at the strong man not far away and could not feel the aura of a monster at all.

"Can't feel it? That's because its shell is 'Titan Star Technology'!" No. 7 sneered, "Union of the absolutely rational 'mechanical civilization' with the 'filthy malice' with the chaotic mind but has endless potential, so that the 'mechanical mind' can control the 'chaotic twisted power', the ultimate weapon of the 'Divine Knight."

"It sounds very exciting! You are not under your control while playing?" Xisa asked in a low voice.

"No matter whether it is Red Abyss, Starry Lords, Titanium Stars, or the vortex of the world, they are not under my control. The 'Demon Tide' is a poison that I don't want to touch. That thing is produced, which is a weapon specifically for dealing with me, but it seems that it is not a finished product." No. 7's face was gloomy and he revealed his family's fortune without caring. It immediately made Xisa feel that the golden thighs he had firmly hugged were suddenly full of holes. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!