Chapter 277 The foundation laying

In the black prison, the bodies of the demons were lying all over the ground, and these were all prison soldiers. After discovering that Wang Fan invaded the prison, he was killed by Wang Fan when attacking Wang Fan. Moreover, Wang Fan also found the prison head and drew his memory. In his memory, Wang Fan received the punishment and torture that Molisa and Canyue had suffered over the past year.

Standing outside the blood-stained prison, Wang Fan remembered Molisa's voice, appearance and smile. Although she hadn't seen Molisa for nearly a year, her smile was still so clearly imprinted in his mind. He remembered Molisa's gentle touch, thoughtful words, and soft body. He thought of a lot.

Before he knew it, Wang Fan left tears.

Wang Fan grabbed the iron railing of the prison hard, and pinched the railing hard, leaving a mark of five fingers on the railing. He said bitterly: "Molisa, why do you do this? You were caught by Andris, why didn't you tell me, but instead used your message to let me leave. Do you think Andris can really kill me? Yes, he is indeed a master of the seventh level, but I have the heart to space. As long as I hide in it, he will definitely not do anything to me. Why are you so stupid?"

"Batian, Silver Sword, Hailier, Humph, although you killed Andris and indirectly avenged me, you took Canyue and Molisa away just to find me to take Thor's artifact. I don't care which god you sent. If you dare to hurt Molisa, I must tear you into pieces."

"Strength, I need strength!"

With a sense of urgency, Wang Fan was even more eager for power. He came out of the dungeon and went directly to Andris' treasure house. Without any politeness, Wang Fan swept away all Andris' treasure house. In the treasure house, Wang Fan also found some good things. Among them, there were four or five space crystals and more than a dozen thunder crystals. Thunder crystals were directly absorbed by Wang Fan, replenishing the thunder and lightning power in the space.

In the space, Wang Fan once again implemented the great faith technique on more than a dozen fifth-level demons, and also carved the soul eye on them. However, this spell cast consumed a lot of Wang Fan's vitality. The spiritual energy of the heart of the space became much thinner.

On the way to the valley, when Wang Fan passed by a deep forest, he moved many plants into the heart of the space with roots and soil, filling the blank space in the space. Although the practice of relying on plants to make up for spiritual energy has achieved little effect. Fortunately, it can continue to provide it.

Soon, Wang Fan came to the valley, and Wang Fan was the first to call Semp over and gave him the manipulation power of more than a dozen demons. Although Semp is a second-level mage according to his strength, he is a person who can communicate with Wang Fan to obtain magic power at all times. If he encounters a crisis, he can temporarily borrow Wang Fan's faith power. Therefore, Semp's strength is not only as low as it appears. He handed over these demons to him. Wang Fan began to arrange it.

It is not that easy to create a religion.

First of all, we must create doctrines and have doctrines to spread faith and educate believers.

Secondly, there must be gods and miracles. Gods who are believed in must be able to give priests divine art. This is the right god.

Again, there must be worldly power, priests, knights, temples, believers, army, etc.

Wang Fan has just started all this, but after several months of preparation, Wang Fan also has a small team, a team centered on Semp, three and four-level fighters and more than a dozen fifth-level demons. In this Fenglei plane, it can still be controlled. In the future, this place will become Wang Fan's source of faith and provide Wang Fan with continuous wishes.

In order to show the miracle, Wang Fan used his spatial magic to flatten the top of the mountain here with his spatial magic. He drew a huge flat land. With his current strength, he could barely do it. Then, overnight, Wang Fan used great magic power to build a huge and magnificent temple on this mountain. Inside, there was a statue of Wang Fan.

Moreover, in order to keep the mystery, Wang Fan will no longer come forward to meet the blood clan. Everything will be hosted by Semp.

After doing all this, Wang Fan was about to leave. He thought about it and left the flamingo. The flamingo lived in the space for a few years. After the long-term infiltration of spiritual energy, his strength has exceeded the fifth level. It is also a great help.

The seeds have been planted, and as long as they are taken care of in the future, they will naturally grow into towering trees.

After a few flashes, Wang Fan teleported from the valley to the other side of the Grand Canyon. It’s not that Wang Fan insists on plane traveling in the Grand Canyon, but that he has the original space mark here, which is easier to shuttle. This can give Wang Fan a lot of space power. Why not do it?

It was different from the feeling when I came. Wang Fan was in a hurry when he came. When he left, everything was clear and he naturally became more leisurely.

As for this leisure, Wang Fan discovered the difference. After the false god Buffett died, the Kingdom of God collapsed. Therefore, this plane should not have a realm of death. But for some reason, when Wang Fan came back this time, he smelled an unusual smell.

He suddenly realized that when he first came, the Grand Canyon was very strange, and the cold wind here seemed to freeze people's souls.

Wang Fan was floating above the Grand Canyon, feeling the dark abyss below carefully. His mental power covered it and it was not until thousands of meters below that he reached the bottom of the canyon. It was a deep pool of water, which was icy and icy. When Wang Fan's spirit touched the pool, it was almost frozen.

"Damn, my mental power is a pure energy body. How could it be frozen by tangible objects? There is something wrong with this pool of water."

"Hmph, since you have entered the treasure land, how can you return empty-handed?"

Wang Fan snorted coldly, his clothes flew, slowly falling into the depths of the canyon. The canyon was filled with rich mist all year round, and the fog was biting. When the cold wind blew, it seemed to blow through the human body and blew on the soul. The cold wind howled and whimpered, sounding like a ghost crying and howling.

The lower it went, the colder Wang Fan felt. The above the canyon was about minus 30 degrees Celsius, but the temperature gradually decreased from a distance of kilometer down, and it had become more than minus 100 degrees Celsius. Even the third and fourth-level fighters could not withstand this cold temperature. The mountain walls on both sides of the canyon were formed with a layer of mirror-like ice. It was smooth and shiny.

Finally, when Wang Fan landed above the cold pond, the temperature here was close to minus three hundred degrees.

It’s just strange that the cold pond was not frozen.

Looking at the deep and cold cold pond, Wang Fan hesitated for a moment before saying, "How can you get a tiger's son if you don't enter the tiger's den! It's down!"

After a moment of determination, Wang Fan's whole body was covered with a layer of space and the power of lightning. He jumped down with a thunderous sound.
Chapter completed!