In fact, most of their Tongtian cards are made by slaves, and the demand is not large in general.

But at that time, he agreed to the Demon King in order to survive.

Now it seems that this is a pure pit, the kind that cannot be brought up if it falls down.

In the end, the Demon King chose a group's combat skills, Thousand Spirits.

A single combat skill, knife slash.

As for the remaining few people, I feel embarrassed, so I can only make Tongtian cards.

After learning a few combat skills, the Demon King frowned and said, "How long will your race attack us? How many people will come?"

This is the secret of the Angel Clan. He has not asked before, because he does not want to break up the relationship between the two parties. Of course, it is more of a small strategy.

After all, the more I pay, the less I don’t want to lose this opportunity.

Anyway, so many combat skills have been taught.

It would be a pity if I was killed because of this news.

Sure enough, several angel tribes frowned and they discussed in a low voice.

"It's not a big deal anyway, they will come down sooner or later."

"That's the case, it's equivalent to betraying the Angels, and I'm afraid you'll be cursed at that time."

"Are there fewer fallen angels? I don't know how much they have produced, and it's not bad for us."

"As long as you can survive, you can be a fallen angel for the most part."

Several people showed firm expressions.

A difficult decision was also made.

"Dear strong man, this matter is not a big problem. After some of us have an accident, it will take about two days for the reaction."

"The Angels reacted very quickly."

"But the strong don't need to worry. It's not that easy to come down from the world, you have to pass the gatekeeper."

"That requires strict screening, and the number of places to be dropped is limited every time."

"The upper world race is too strong, and it will cause a devastating blow to the lower world."

"So there won't be too many strong people coming."

"A strong man like you, as long as you come to ten more, your world will be very stable, and no race can destroy your world in the lower realm."

"But in that case, your world will be blacklisted, and even if you go to the upper realm, you will be surrounded and killed."

"If possible, try to form peace talks with the upper race. Everyone is for the sake of interests. There is no need to fight to death and get a result."

The Demon King Daochen naturally knows this truth.

"Haha, yes, but what I'm afraid of is that your arrogance will not allow you to compromise."

"It should be said that the Angels will not easily talk to the lower race."

"Am I right?"

The Angel Warriors were silent, and this was actually what they were most worried about.

The Angels will not compromise easily.

But the enemies they face are not weak either.

Several people suddenly made a decision.

"We are willing to fall, become fallen angels, and completely escape from the angel clan."

"In this way, we can pose a certain threat to the angel clan, and there is no need to fight."

"The warriors of the Angel Clan are not tools that can be consumed casually. I hope that we can make the Angel Clan more awake when doing this."

The Demon Emperor was speechless when he looked at these angel tribes.

In addition, they had eight realms of Heavenly Dao, and their combat power in the prehistoric world seemed to have improved a lot in a while.

Actually, think about it carefully.

It seems that Sister Lu has strong combat power.

She herself has a puppet body and has been transformed into pieces.

She also has an ordinary puppet of nearly a thousand people in her hands.

Even if those slaves were not strong in combat, their combat effectiveness was much weaker after becoming puppets.

But after all, it is the realm of Heaven and is not so easy to destroy.

In the eyes of the Demon Emperor, several angel tribes quickly experienced what they called the fall.

Their bodies quickly turned black, but their combat effectiveness was further improved.

If they hadn't had the origin mark on them and they were in control of their lives, the Demon Emperor would have interrupted them as soon as possible.

After all, the more these guys become more powerful, the more they become, the more they are, making the Demon King a little unconfident. Can they suppress them?

When they complete the fall.

The first thing I did was crying loudly.

"Wuwuwu, I can never become a white angel anymore, what a pity!"

"You can never become a hero who is admired again, you can only be scolded forever, and this life will be over."

"I really want to go home, but I can't go back."

"Woooooo, I really want a wing, it feels bad to not fly."

The Demon Emperor Daochen frowned. These guys were so sad.

Soon they returned to the prehistoric world.

"You guys can make Tongtian cards, hoping to complete them as soon as possible."

"The rest will teach combat skills, starting with the human race."

After a few people arrived in the prehistoric world, they looked at the numerous and complex races here.

Somewhat helpless, "I'm still in a chaotic racial battle, but they all seem to be peaceful, and it should be that internal conflicts have been forced to be suppressed."

"I just heard that the person who caught us was called Demon Emperor Daochen, who was the top genius here."

"Their weapons are very primitive and seem to be not very well-made."

"Although there are many, they are not strong in strength. There is not even a single realm of Heavenly Dao, and there are very few powerful people in the extreme Dao."

"The energy here is actually transformed in a specific way. There is an extra layer of procedures, which is not conducive to the development of the world. It is not easy for them to integrate into other worlds."

"The level of civilization is very low, there is no trace of technology, etc. What are those iron lumps?"

Several people came to the Demon God Pavilion and looked at the mechanical tribe here in surprise, "Is this a mechanical intelligent body."

"Is silicon-based life forms? There are so many?"

"The level of technology is unknown, and the evaluation is improved."

"I don't know how many mechanical life forms there are. If it can form a group, the potential of this world will be greatly improved."

An angel warrior said easily, "With mechanical life forms, the manufacturing of Tongtian cards is much simpler. We only need to pay the breath of the upper realm."

At this moment, the mechanical store manager opened his mouth, "Hello, dear guest, Yaoshen Pavilion is here to serve you. Are you going to take on the task?"

The fallen angel surrounded him and looked carefully.

"It's great to have the breath of souls, and it's a race. Maybe surrender is our luck. Give them enough time to develop, and the world will be able to take an unusual path."

"The aura is spreading and increasing. This world has the attribute of devouring and has high growth potential."

"Wait, pure upper energy."

An angel tribe stared at the mechanical store manager.

"Can you take out the energy from your storage ring?"

The mechanical store manager hesitated for a moment, "Dear guest, the Demon God Pavilion belongs to the property of His Majesty the Demon Emperor. If you want to rob, you may be punished by the Demon Emperor."
Chapter completed!