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On Xingtian Cliff, there were gusts of cold wind, and the air of chaos was flowing rapidly in the wind.

"Xing Huantian's spirit of the world has awakened, everything grows, the formation and the realm are merged into one, this is a real heavenly guardian spirit formation!" The old woodman was a little excited, and said with a trembling voice.

Zhao Gongming was no longer in the mood to play with coins, and couldn't help but sigh, "This is the method left by Xinghuan Tianzun. Heavenly Court is still defeated after all!"

The other shore of Haishixingwu.

The peerless figure sitting on the ground had already stood up, surrounded by the heavens and the earth. Each ray of brilliance contains the energy to destroy a world, can disrupt the void, can swallow light and darkness.

He sighed, his voice contained the loneliness and depression that traveled through the past and the present.

The starry sky in the surrounding trillions of miles, because of his sigh, became bright and dark.

Rayan, the patriarch of the undead clan, the dead gods, and the big figures in the **** world who are in the same star field all sensed the aura that shocked their hearts, and they were all moved.

Then, as if an agreement had been made, they set off at the same time to rush over.

"I lost this game of chess!"

The peerless figure is very magnanimous, and the voice spans an unknown number of trillions to reach Xingtian Cliff. Zhao Gongming and the old woodcutter can hear it.

The tone does not contain loneliness and depression, calm and indifferent.

The old woodcutter finally saw his figure, but he could only see a glow, like a nebula.

Zhao Gongming finally saw the starfish angler sitting not far away. He was dark in his heart and realized how far he was still in the world of spiritual power.

The Xinghai angler's voice is faint, and he said: "Look at what wins or loses, you and I have lost so many chess pieces, it is better to make a draw"

"Alright, let's draw!"

The peerless figure said: "Tell Lao Jiu, whether he believes it or not, forget the matter about the inverse gods, don’t say it! Tell him, I’m sorry about this, so I’ll do it! Say goodbye."

He waved his hand, and a broad bright light path appeared under his feet, walking away quite freely, and instantly disappeared into the depths of the universe.

"I'm leaving too, see you tomorrow, I hope there will be no more hostility."

Zhao Gongming turned over and landed on the back of a black tiger mount, holding a copper coin and sword, and running domineering and mighty in the starry sky. Even with his ability, he did not dare to cross Haishixingwu, but detoured to Xinghuantian.

When passing by Xing Huan Tian, ​​he swung his sword out of the sky.

This sword, dominated the world, cut through time and space, and opened a hole in the Qianxing Huantian formation that had not fully recovered. Outside the Goddess City, in the space, a black crack that was several thousand meters long appeared.

Xuan Yi glanced at the sky and said, "The general situation cannot be done, everyone evacuated Xing Huantian."

Mandala Flower God said: "We are gone, what about the sacred army of the thirteen realms"

"Don't worry, since Tianzun didn't make a move, it means that this place will not become another starry sky battlefield. If Xing Huantian does not want to become a starry sky battlefield, he will not dare to use the thirteenth realm army."

Jia Tianxia stared at Zhang Ruochen deeply, full of cold color, turned into a flash of light, and took the lead to enter the space crack.

"Grandma Tian can't protect you forever, you will definitely die in the hands of this seat." The voice floated from the space crack.

Heavenly court gods entered the space crack one after another, and only Xuan Yi, standing in front of the crack after breaking, looked at Zhang Ruochen and the gods of the **** world outside the sky, with a cold and sharp aura.

Zhang Ruochen's gaze fell on the badly injured Sword God, who was flying towards the space crack.

"Leave Tianzun Baosha!"

When he shouted this sentence, Zhang Ruochen had already turned into a divine light, rushed to the famous sword god, intercepted him, and chopped the divine sword in his hand.

The famous sword **** is also cut out with one sword.

"Boom!"

The two swords face each other.

The famous sword **** couldn't bear such a powerful force, and his body hurriedly fell to the ground.

Under the control of Zhang Ruochen's spirit, the Inverse God Monument flew from the ground and hit him.

"puff!"

The guardian light of the famous sword **** and the world of the gods were unstoppable, and his body was hit again, and there was a sound of broken bones, which was thrown into flight.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed his hand and took away the Tianzun veil from the famous sword god.

Just as Zhang Ruochen was about to take away with the Mingjun Sword, a terrifying crisis spread over him, his vest was cold, and as a last resort, he had to grab the God-Inverse Monument, exhausted his entire body, and bombarded him behind him.

The inscriptions were all aroused, and the gloomy light bloomed, making time and space chaotic, and the rules of heaven and earth continued to collapse.

Xuan Yi first grabbed the famous sword god's body and threw him into a crack in the space. Then, he pressed it out with his bare hands and touched the Nishen stele.

"Boom!"

The inverse monument flew back, and Zhang Ruochen, as if being hit by a sacred mountain, stepped back ten miles before taking hold of his figure.

Xuan Yi flew out, with blood flickering on his palm, but landed smoothly on the ground under the crack in the space, and while retreating backwards, he said, "Although the identity of the heavenly messenger is easy to use, it is not his own after all. Strength. I hope you can live to the day when you fight with me on your own strength."

As Xuan Yi retreated into the space crack, the crack closed and disappeared.

Outside the city of Goddess, the world is chaotic, and the scorched earth is a million miles away.

There are broken spaces, cracked canyons, golden lava rivers, and black smoke rising everywhere. No life can be seen, a doomsday-like scene.

The gorge is full of shocking aftermaths of divine power such as electric light and sword energy, and there is a divine fire in the golden river that can burn false gods. 0

The wounds left by the war of gods will not be healed for thousands of years.

But after all, it calmed down!

Zhang Ruochen felt that the divine power in his body was receding, and there was no trace of nostalgia or greed in his heart, but a sense of relaxation, and at the same time unlimited expectations for the future.

"Thank you, Grandma!"

Zhang Ruochen bowed to the starry sky where the Dark Abyss was.

Standing in the sky above the Dark Abyss, Grandma Tian nodded gently and said: "This time, I am not only helping you, but also repaying the favor of the saints. In the future, you have to rely on yourself for the difficulties and dangers on the road of cultivation."

She took one last look at the starry sky full of infinite light and thousands of lives, unspeakable nostalgia, but her body sank and fell back into the abyss of darkness.

He rushed to the ground of the dark abyss at the fastest speed, but after all he could not see her, only saw Wu Qingzong standing on a star on the edge of the dark abyss.

"She doesn't want to see me."

The grandmother was old and dying, tearful eyes.

Wu Qingzong said: "It is not easy for her to get out of the desolate ancient and deserted city! The treacherous beasts are rioting, and she alone suppresses them and cannot leave for too long. She let me bring you a word!"

"What's the word?"

"The turmoil has arrived, take good care of Luozu Yunshan Realm, the magic way will surely flourish again, and the darkness will eventually pass." Wu Qingzong said.

The Qianxing Huantian Formation was fully displayed, and the spiritual veins, holy veins, and divine veins were all gushing out a strong glow. The mountains became more beautiful, the river water was clearer, and the soil became more spiritual.

In the canyon burned by the divine fire, there are bright green spirit grasses growing out.

The spirit grass absorbs the aftermath of the spirit in the canyon, crystal clear, and grows flame markings.

The clouds spread out, revealing the sun and the blue sky.

The monks in the entire Goddess City got up from the ground, ran on the street, cheering loudly.

"The gods of heaven have retreated!"

"Zhang Ruochen won, we won, everything is over!"

"The divine power has dissipated, and we are no longer pressed so that we can only lie on the ground, hard to breathe. A breath of fresh air is so rare."

In the Tianxia Goddess Building, those women who sadly thought that the sky was about to collapse, walked out of the attic, held the railings, and looked outside the city, tears of joy fell on their beautiful faces.

A monk rushed to the city wall and shouted Zhang Ruochen's name excitedly.

Zhang Ruochen glanced back and couldn't help but show a bright smile, as if there was something different in his heart.

If the heavenly army did not target Bai Qing'er, if the fishermen's rumors did not help him, if the heavenly army could respect the life of this world more, perhaps Zhang Ruochen would not be so desperate.

But, there are not so many if, he is here, the eyes can see, the ears can hear, and the heart will be touched.

Seeing the happy monks in the city, seeing the old man and their children hugging each other, seeing the man throwing his daughter into the air to cheer, seeing a blood-stained dog walking on the street, everything seems worth it of. x

While the entire Goddess City and Xing Huan Tian were joyous, the heavenly holy realm army was sad and bleak.

Although they controlled thousands of countries and held the life and death of countless human beings, but with the complete recovery of the Qianxing Huantian formation, I don't know how many holy realm cultivators were suppressed in the formation.

When the gods are gone, they will be like abandoned children, waiting for unknown judgment in fear.

A demigod from the Sword God Realm seemed quite calm, and said, "Don't panic~lightnovelpub.net~ Xing Huantian can’t do anything to us, otherwise, their end will not be far away."

"That being said, the gods of the **** world are still out of the world!" A great sage said worriedly.

Another great sage snorted coldly: "Xing Huantian did not dare to kill all our monks! However, how could they let the monks who committed the killings in Xing Huantian let go of a cleanup? People will be judged. Those who are defeated still want to retreat and succumb. It is best not to take a fluke."

"Zhang Ruochen is all to blame. If it weren't for him, how could Heavenly Court fall short this time"

"You'd better not mention his name. Do you think he can't hear your voice? With Ruochen Sword God's cultivation base today, when you call out his name, he will definitely have a sense of mental power. Has been locked on you." said a demon clan great sage in the thousand-core world. x

A certain great sage from the Eastern Universe said: "A great traitor of Yuanhui can be called Cheng Ruochen the sword god. Everyone knows that your relationship between Qianruijie and Zhang Ruochen is not ordinary, but is it necessary to flatter you like this?"

"As long as you can keep the monks in the Thousand Core Realm, this saint doesn't mind going to the door to ask Zhang Ruochen."

The Great Sage of the Thousand Core Realm who said this was the senior sister of Given Heart, the King of Pills.

Of course it must be called Pill Spirit Emperor now!

"Wow!"

The divine punishment came down, and a sword light fell from the sky, piercing the Great Sage of the Eastern Universe.

On the ground, only a mass of blood remained.

Faintly, a majestic voice rang from the heavens and the earth: "Those who disrespect the gods, cut them!"

All the saints present were cold and trembling.

They truly realized that Zhang Ruochen today is no longer the holy monk who could insult at will.

What's more, they are now in the same realm, which means they are just under Zhang Ruochen's nose.

:. : Xdiv