The Dragon Amusement Park, using Saint Flamenco, to participate in the arena, immediately conveyed to the outside at an incredible speed.

After hearing the news, Vinson immediately mobilized ten miracle battleships to go to the hybrid magic domain to assist in defense.

The third-generation magic crystal cannon in the hybrid magic domain is in an excited state, and is always on guard against the will of Guangming Heaven.

Vinson took Eastcott to the Dragon Amusement Park in person.

The five high-level demons also secretly sent their races to the Dragon Amusement Park to watch the fun and collect intelligence.

On the rostrum, the little black dragon was holding a magic loudspeaker and expounding passionately.

"Although the sealed Saint Franci lost the support of the source of magic and the sea of ​​spirit, his body still possesses the strength of the King of Heaven!"

"Although the Three-Eyed Demon Clan has a quasi-level Holy Spirit level cultivation, it is still difficult for him to defeat the sealed Saint Franci!"

Vinson and Iscott, cut through the void, appeared directly on the rostrum.

The little black dragon immediately cheered, "Master, why are you here?"

Vinson smiled and said, "Lucyfil informed me and said I'll come and see the show!"

Lucifer stood up and bowed to salute.

"Hello, Your Majesty Vinson!"

Vinson waved his hand, "No need to be polite, let's have a good show!"

Little Black Dragon made way for the chairman and let Vinson sit in the middle.

"Master, do you say that we treat Saint Francis in this way, will the guys from Heaven in Light cause trouble for us?"

Vinson knocked the little black dragon in the head, "You're only remembering it now!"

"Even if they are in trouble, are our Miracle Empire afraid of them?"

The little black dragon said with pride: "We are not afraid of them!"

"Three eyes, beat Saint Francis hard. If you win this game, I will cancel your slave level!"

The little black dragon roared, publicly affecting the fairness of the game.

However, no one dared to protest!

Vinson asked, "Xiao Hei, who will win?"

The little black dragon shook his head, "I don't know!"

"Lucyfil. Tell the master, who will win?"

"This three-eyed demon clan, you caught it!"

Vinson looked at Lucifer, and there was a sense of this in his eyes.

It turned out that the three-eyed demon clan was actually captured by Lucifer!

"Your Majesty Vincent, the victory or defeat of the Three-Eyed Demon Clan and Saint Francis is in the 50-5th."

Vinson said strangely: "Oh? What's going on?"

According to the truth, Lucifer should have trampled Saint Francis hard, so why did he find a close opponent for Saint Francis?

Lucifer's face turned red, "Your Majesty Vincent, you'd better watch it yourself!"

Vinson shrugged “Okay!”

But Iscott, beside Vinson, whispered: "Young Master, the three-eyed demons have special skills. Saint Franci will suffer a loss after a while!"

In the duel, the three-eyed demon clan held a cold-light two-handed sword, and black fighting spirit slashed, constantly shooting towards Saint Francis.

Although the Three-Eyed Demon Clan has a strong offensive, Saint Franci has no damage at all!

After all, Saint Francis has the flesh and body of the king of heaven. The three-eyed demon clan has only the quasi-level Holy Spirit level. There is a huge difference between them.

Just like using mud to hit the steel, will the steel still be damaged?

The seal of St. Francis was untied partly and could speak.

"Disgusting demons, don't waste your energy. With your attack like this, you won't hurt me at all!"

The three-eyed demon tribe cannot understand the angel language, nor can it understand the common language of humans. It only knows the Abyss Demon tribe.

Therefore, no matter how much St. Franci whispered for a long time, the three-eyed demons still attacked desperately.

However, the artificial intelligence white light ball translates the language of Saint Francis on the magic light and shadow screen in the sky into the Abyss Demon language, the common language of humans, and the dragon language.

The three-eyed demon clan kept attacking. After an hour, his source of fighting spirit slowly dried up.

Saint Franci tried to rush forward, but was avoided by the three-eyed demons.

"Damn the demon clan, don't hide if you have the ability!"

The three-eyed demon tribe couldn't understand it, and there was no need to understand it. He looked up, looked towards the rostrum, and asked loudly.

"Great Marquis of Dax, what you just said, as long as I win, you can forgive my slave identity. Is this true?"

The little black dragon shook his tail and thrust his chest, trying to make the Marquis logo hanging around his neck more conspicuous.

"I am the Marquis of the Miracle Empire, a worthy of 100 million!"

"As long as you win, I will not only forgive you as a slave, but also grant you the racial citizenship of the Nice province!"

The Three-Eyed Demon Clan was overjoyed. Although it was only an affiliated racial citizenship in the Nice Province, it was between the third-class and fourth-class citizens of the Miracle Empire.

But that's the official identity!

As long as you have this identity, the three-eyed demons can live peacefully in the Nice Province!

"A great Marquis of Dax, can I win no matter what method I use?"

Lucifer smiled as if a plot had been made.

He took the initiative to help Dax answer: "Three-eyed Demon Clan, no matter how you win, as long as it is victory, I think the Marquis of Dax will not be stingy with the rewards you will receive!"

Dax nodded, "Yes! Three-eyed Demon Clan, as long as you win, you will have the citizenship of a race affiliated to the Nice Province!"

The three-eyed demon clan excitedly said, "Great Marquis Dax, please watch me perform!"

The source of magic and the sea of ​​spirit of Saint Francis were sealed. Although the body of the heavenly king was left behind, without the cooperation of the sea of ​​spirit, his movements were often very inconsistent.

If it weren't for this, the Three-Eyed Demon Clan would have been fucked to the ground by him!

After the Three-Eyed Demon Clan received the permission of the little black dragon, they immediately distanced him from Saint Francis.

"St. Francisco, although you are a male angel, I will sacrifice myself as you look pretty good and can help me obtain the citizenship of the racial dependent province of Nice!"

Saint Franci was slightly stunned, but he understood the language of the Abyss Demon!

What does the Three-Eyed Demon Clan mean?

What does he mean that although he is a man, he looks good?

Could it be that this three-eyed demon tribe is a gay man?

Saint Franci trembled all over, and felt something was wrong, so he took a few steps back.

The three-eyed demon clan laughed strangely, and the third eye on his forehead slowly opened.

A pink light shot from the third eye, and shot towards Saint Francis.

The speed of pink light seems unfast, but it is actually very fast!

Saint Franci tried his best to avoid it and ran away in an S-shaped shape.

However, the pink light shot directly into St. Francis' eyebrows as if it had locked him.

Saint Franci's movements stopped instantly, a lot of sweat emerged from his forehead, and his body kept shaking, as if he was struggling.

The three-eyed demon clan took this opportunity to rush up, pressed Saint Francis to the ground, and took off Saint Francis' pants frantically.

Then, in front of more than 500,000 spectators, he took off his pants, exposed the black stick, and stabbed it into St. Franci's chrysanthemum.huā!

"ah"

Saint Franci screamed!

It's really a broken chrysanthemum, full of butts!!!

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