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The Fei Kingdom is a large civilized country in the 100,000 kingdoms of the Star Huantian, with a population of billions, cultivating monks, prosperous martial arts, a magnificent capital, and powerful people from the holy kingdom sitting in the capital.

However, it was such a powerful country that faced a small team of the Heavenly Holy Army, but it was vulnerable.

All the cities in the middle of the country fell, and the great defense formation was taken away.

The walls of the capital collapsed, and in the magnificent palace, the corpses were all over the field, **** picturesque.

An immortal great sage in the heavenly army, sitting on the golden chair of Kowloon, the majesty of the majesty, suppressed the 100,000 monks in the capital with one person.

The kings, queens, princes, princesses, ministers, and generals of the Fei Kingdom all knelt down in the hall, some weeping, some were limp and decadent.

The Holy Kingdom Master, who was in the capital, was nailed to the palace wall by a holy spear, and the holy blood was gurgling.

This scene was staged in various countries.

A team of a hundred people can easily destroy a country, suppress a hundred cities, and control the life and death of hundreds of millions of human beings.

The immortal great sage looked at the horizon, saw the bright beam of light dimming, and the world returned to darkness. He breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Your Xinghuantian gods are about to die!"

This sentence sounded like a death knell.

Despair and fear spread in the hall.

Without the protection of the gods, they will be even more humble in front of these foreign sacred troops, and they will become even worse than slaves. Their lives are only between each other's thoughts.

There is a high priest of a certain country, kneeling on the ground, and bowing down to a beautiful idol: "God! Save your people. Open your eyes and take a look at this land. Foreign races have invaded, and the sky has collapsed. This is the whole The catastrophe of civilization!"

"Boom!"

The idol was smashed into pieces by a sword, and the high priest's body was shattered in half.

With the city of Goddess as the center, the scorched earth is everywhere in various countries, and people are in panic.

Saint-level battles broke out all the time, even if only a fireball from the holy war fell, it could destroy a town. Hundreds of people instantly turned into fly ash, and their lives were more vulnerable than ants.

With Goddess City as the center, all the kingdoms on the earth within a radius of a million miles were destroyed in the battle of Gods, the mountains and rivers were broken, the red land was sliced, and the fire was burning endlessly.

The rules of heaven and earth were beaten in disorder, and it was hard to see the breath of life.

The flame beam took the old ghoul and sank into the ground again.

Those evil corpses, the magical powers displayed by the mandala flower god, are trapped in a purple fire **** vine. The vines are densely packed, spreading across thousands of miles, flowing wisps of divine fire, without fear of death.

The gods of the heavenly court were finally settled and gathered again under the goddess city, one by one, the lights of the gods and the world appeared on their heads.

The half-remaining body of the nine-headed dragon **** absorbed the air between heaven and earth, dispelled the dead energy in the body, revived, and the flesh slowly grew out.

After a while, nine dragons chanted, resounding through the sky.

The nine-headed dragon **** recovered as before, his body burned with flames, and his aura was fierce, but he couldn't hide his inner weakness. The injury suffered this time did not take tens of thousands of years to recuperate, and I would never want to return to its peak state.

He looked at the broken earth in front of him, and Zhang Ruochen lying in the ashes of the robbery. The lingering fear in his heart gradually dissipated, and he turned to anger and hatred.

"Damn it!"

The nine-headed dragon **** slapped it out with one palm in the air, and the dragon energy and the divine fire condensed and fell on the weak Zhang Ruochen.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen's body disappeared, and his palm fell to nothing.

The three elders of Formation Destruction returned from overseas, majestic and sacred, waved the staff in his hand, and cut off the formation inscriptions that wrapped Zhang Ruochen. Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen, who had disappeared, reappeared from mid-air and fell down quickly.

"Fisher Rhymes, you can't protect yourself, still want to save people?"

"Boom!"

The scepter of the three elders struck the ground, and on the ground, a divine formation spread out and rammed into the great defense formation of Goddess City, forming a powerful and terrifying shock force.

The moat shook violently, and the light was shining.

The fisherman's ballad was hurt very badly, at this moment, a mouthful of blood was spit out, and the delicate body became trembling. After an instant, she stood upright again, like an immortal monument, mobilizing strong mental power to rescue Zhang Ruochen, who had fallen to the ground, back into the city.

"Boom!"

There was a loud noise in the sky.

Chi Xingtian broke through the sword **** world of the famous sword god, rushed out and flew straight to the ground, trying to rescue Zhang Ruochen.

"Where to go?"

Jia Tianxia unfolded the "Sura Hell Picture", deriving a bone-bone **** world, pulling Chi Xingtian in, and disappearing into the sky again.

The picture scroll is half-empty and half-real, and there are roars inside, and the battle is fierce and unusual.

Sullen laughter sounded.

The lord of the soul world took action to defeat the mental power of fishermen's rumors. After that, he took out a cloth bag, and released hundreds of billions of grievances from the bag, like a group of ants eating an elephant, attacking the great defense formation from different directions.

Under the attack of the heavenly gods, the great defense formation was quickly riddled with holes and crumbling.

Zhang Ruochen fell to the ground full of black ashes. His whole body was painful and scorched, and bones were exposed on his arms. However, his spiritual will is immortal, the power of the Buddha's relics does not dissipate, and the golden light appears occasionally.

"Master, let me out, I have stepped into the divine realm and can take responsibility for my own life and death." Givenh's heart sounded.

The mandala flower **** stood on a leaf of the purple fire **** vine, suppressing the evil **** corpse, looking at the **** woman standing on the top of the stump wall, the man falling in a pool of blood, and the bright silhouettes of the gods.

She said: "You have indeed become a god, but I am your master, how can I let you go to die?"

Chi Yao and Mu Lingxi's voice sounded, but they were both suppressed by the mandala flower god. In such a situation, there is only so much she can do.

"Boom!"

Xuan pointed out one by one, pointing to the strength and strength, the dazzling light, pierced through the void, and shattered the already dilapidated defense formation.

Before the light arrived, Yu Yao fell from the city wall first.

Under the suppression of the powers of the gods, she struggled to support her weak body, smiling and resenting: "What is wrong with the gods, why do you have to kill them all? What is wrong with the creatures of Xing Huantian, the army is coming, How many innocent people have died?"

All the ancient gods who knew the old things one hundred thousand years ago were silent.

It was some new gods that were born after the Middle Ages. They didn't know the truth, jumped out, and said, "The gods against the gods violate the laws of nature and the laws and laws, and they will kill them for everyone."

The fishing rhyme sneered: "There is no great rebellion against the gods, Er et al. has already died of the calamity. The so-called heaven and law, what is the way of heaven? Back then, the great elders walked all over the world holding the stone against the gods, how many gods left words on the monument... …"

Xuan Yi's voice overwhelmed the fishermen's rhyme and interrupted her, saying, "You have lived for so many years. You should understand the important things in the world and the principle of good words first. Only children can talk about right and wrong. I will wait for this person who cultivates. , Just talk about the pros and cons. Three hundred thousand years ago, one hundred thousand years ago, what the gods did not matter long ago! Kill her, make a quick battle and control all the formations of Xing Huantian."

Xuan Yi turned and left, wanting to rush back overseas.

However, at the moment he turned around, an unprecedented horror and horror arose in his heart, as if God had opened his eyes, and he looked up to the sky, but could not see anything.

But the feeling that made him the assassin's creeps became clearer.

The nine-headed dragon **** walked in front of Zhang Ruochen, his eyes were staring, he had never suffered such a big loss, and said: "Boy, only by devouring your flesh and blood can the injury of this **** be quickly recovered."

"Chish!"

The mutation occurs.

The air between heaven and earth, like a river condensed from all directions, poured into Zhang Ruochen's body.

With Zhang Ruochen as the center, a huge spirit vortex appeared.

With the cultivation base of the nine-headed dragon gods, they were all forced out, with shocked eyes, watching Zhang Ruochen slowly floating in the whirlpool, his injuries healed quickly, his bones grew muscles, and his breath became stronger and stronger.

Xuan looked around, narrowing his eyes, sharp and sharp.

"Who? Who is healing him?"

Pieces of flame dragon scales grow on the arms of the Nine Dragon Gods, with five fingers forming claws, and one claw hits the sacred vortex under a large number of regular **** patterns.

"Boom!"

The spirit counterattacked, the space was trembling, and the nine dragon gods flung out, the dragon claws that were harder than the ordinary supreme holy artifact, the scales shattered and the blood flowed.

The gods in the heavenly court were all awe-inspiring, carefully looking around.

This was the third elder Zhen Mie who was walking towards the fishermen's ballad. He smelled the dangerous aura and quickly backed away, his expression extremely tense and serious.

Yu Yao was also surprised. He stared at Zhang Ruochen in the whirlpool for a while, then looked up to the sky, and vaguely sensed a mysterious and mysterious power that she could not understand, which was coming from a distant space, continuously gathering into Zhang Ruochen's body.

In the whirlpool, Zhang Ruochen was full of divine power and overwhelming the presence of the gods ~lightnovelpub.net~ The wind was surging above his head, and his eyes were like two gods, bright and containing infinite gods.

"Zhang Ruochen is the ambassador of this seat, walking between heaven and earth on behalf of this seat, how can you be able to move? Today, give the ambassador's divine power and raise the power of this seat."

A beautiful figure with red clothes and white hair appeared in the starry sky where Xing Huantian was. The figure was just a phantom light, and only the upper body, but it was bigger than Xing Huantian's big world. The stars are like pearls dotted on her body, twinkling and beautiful.

Her long hair fluttered like a white galaxy, and the Star Huantian Continent was like a haze-filled plate in front of her, and the gods were like food on the plate or worms.

Zhang Ruochen's entire body was healed miraculously. He flew down from mid-air and slammed it down with a punch. A Tianhe automatically appeared around his body, and there was a roar of rushing water.

"Boom!"

This punch fell on the nine-headed dragon god, who was originally a human body, but was beaten back to its original shape and turned into a dragon. The dragon's body was torn apart, blood splattered thousands of miles, the earth was pierced through, and black void holes appeared.

Zhang Ruochen stepped on a trembling dragon head, standing tall and stalwart, looking at the gods of the heavens, and said: "Tianmao does not ask about world affairs. I am her divine envoy. She gave me the power to do world affairs on her behalf. Those who are dissatisfied can take a step forward!"

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The distant starry sky, the edge of the dark abyss.

Wu Qingzong stood behind the red-robed and white-haired Tianma, looking at the winding yellow spring galaxy, and feeling the power of this legendary woman. At this moment, he deeply realized that reaching the immeasurable state is not the end of cultivation. There are higher mountains and farther sky.

All the gods in the universe felt the power of Tianma's body, and the whole world boiled like a copper furnace because of her birth.