Although the plan for the gods and the eight characters have just been revealed, Diapolo feels that he should prepare for the future and make plans early. A single god of the small world is not enough to meet his needs.

It is inevitable to enter the main material world in the future. Only the gods in the big world have the potential for development. Even if the gods in the small world can shine with the world and live forever, it is meaningless.

Moreover, only by entering the main material world can he protect his own safety and make those who are greedy for his body dare not make any more decisions about him.

"So tired!"

Diapolo, who was soaked in the lake in the shape of a real dragon, spit out a few bubbles, and his clone was tossing and turning the gods in another world, and his body was not idle in the main material world.

The Crystal Frost Kingdom, which radiates southward with the large glaciers in the north of the Rodinia continent as the core, is located in the southern border and has gradually been transformed into a large desert of oasis, and the complex underground that has been built into a huge maze.

For three years, Diapolo was running back and forth in these three places, and the whole dragon was almost exhausted.

Fortunately, he is a dragon and has been promoted to legend. Otherwise, ordinary creatures would have been so troubled by him that they would have long since mixed into the Styx and asked for reports from the God of Death.

However, even with the bonus of race and power, Diapolo's spirit was still a little tired.

Among the three places that required him to switch between vests, those famous ladies who were greedy for him, the bodies of the dragon of Holy Light and wanted to have a little dragon with him seemed to be the best to deal with.

But in fact, they are the most difficult and energy-consuming, because the forces behind them, Diapolo must be slandered with them, and gain benefits from them while trying not to offend them. Such a balance is really hard to grasp.

Of course, if Diapolo was willing to lie down and let him fuck him, then the problems he encountered, which he now felt that the most energy-consuming vest could be solved.

But Diapolo was unwilling to give up his moral integrity. He didn't say how his eldest wife would think of his lying flat posture. Just talk about himself, and the consequences of lying flat are that he was unwilling to bear.

The famous ladies who can appear around him now are basically major forces with names and surnames in the world.

Once the blood of the Holy Dragon is left to their hands, it is hard to imagine what will happen. You should know that there is not only the blood of the Holy Dragon, but also the bloodlines of other imperial dragon species on his body.

Once he gets into a relationship with these famous ladies and noble ladies, if he is really pregnant, he will give birth to something, that is really only God knows.

Then, once the matter of his compound dragon bloodline is exposed, some of the top major forces will probably be crazy about it, no longer care about the fragile balance of the moment, and will directly attack him.

The already powerful bloodline coexisted in him, and this alone was enough for the empire to explore and study at any cost.

After all, in the battle of the void, the power of the gods is basically useless because their power is difficult to radiate outside the world.

When the gods cannot interfere, the legendary level power is the main force of the void battle.

The warlock bloodline with legendary potential is the most popular among the empire. With sufficient resources provided, the legendary powerhouses can appear according to their requirements.

"When will I enjoy the peace of time?"

Feeling the tremendous power surging in his body, Diapolo couldn't help but mutter secretly.

At this time, he was in a period of hard work and his career was rising. However, it was precisely because of his energy-consuming efforts that he could not help but imagine that one day in the future, he could calmly be a salted fish and enjoy a peaceful life.

"Oh, it's too early to think about this kind of problem. If my incarnation can successfully become a god and meet the standard of powerful divine power, then there should be no force to provoke me."

Diapolo was imagining something that was not realistic at all, but he did not forget what he was going to do when he came here.

He wanted to irrigate the water of the South China Sea to irrigate the famous desert in southern Xinjiang. He wanted to turn this forbidden area of ​​life with wind and sand into a land of water with abundant water and grass.

Such a large-scale transformation environment naturally attracted a lot of attention, but there was no opposition or blocking.

First, it is naturally because in the southern Xinjiang region, all kinds of forces are complex, and no force can rank among the top players in the world - they are all weak people.

Secondly, Diapolo transformed the desert, transforming the desert where birds could not shit into a paradise on earth with abundant water. As long as you have no brain problems, basically no one will stop this kind of thing.

There are even many forces and races who are happy to see it, because once Diapolo successfully transforms this desert, it means that many races have a breeding habitat.

"Diapolo, have you slept?"

In front of the real dragon whose eyes were slightly closed, the smoke and mist spread, and finally condensed into a dreamy dragon head, looking up and down at the inconspicuous Diapolo, then spoke.

"If you have something to say, just say it, and if you have farts, just let it go."

Diapolo glanced at Yunlong Fratis in front of him, a little impatient. This guy was too blind to see him. He finally took a nap after a little while, but then came to disturb him again.

"A female centaur came to see you, claiming to be your former subordinate."

"I don't have time, I won't see you!" Diapolo didn't raise his eyes and refused directly.

Since he transformed into a real dragon, transformed and moved into this desert, he wanted to see his guy like a crucian carp in the river. The main reason is the strength he showed.

What the visitor asks is nothing more than seeking cooperation or seeking asylum. Diapolo, who seeks cooperation, has not agreed yet, but as long as he seeks asylum, Diapolo will basically take it.

This also led to the fact that in a short period of time, the wings of his true dragon vest gradually became fuller, and the forces under his command took shape. They were not something that anyone could see just by wanting to see. At least they had to have a certain weight.

"Are you sure you won't see me? I saw that the little mare is still pregnant, maybe it's yours!"

Yunlong looked at Diapolo, who was full of impatient writing on his body, and said jokingly, looking like he had no vision.

"If you dare to talk nonsense, throw dirty water on me. Do you believe it or not, I will deal with you now!"

The real dragon opened a gap in his eyes, revealing the deep dragon's eyes as deep as abyss, and endless thunder flashed in it, turning into a destruction area.

"Tsk, isn't that right? Why are you so fierce? I just saw that the little mare is very pitiful. She brought the tribe to join you, but she was the only one who was chased."
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