Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

One-third of the 100,000 years since the start of the Structural Battlefield have passed.

Almost half of the 60,000,000 beings in the Dao God Realm who entered the battlefield together in the past have perished, which shows the brutality of the fighting in the stack.

Up to now, in the blood-red universe, the stable space comparable to the second floor of the Gubao Pavilion of the ancient god group has been riddled with holes.

Looking around, I don't know how many huge chaotic god stars have been turned into fragments, and the god blood mixed in the ruins has already solidified.

At this moment, a fierce battle is erupting in a certain area of ​​the Superian battlefield. Amidst the divine light that is pouring down from the sky, a bewildered figure rises into the sky, and is constantly teleporting, fleeing into the distance.

Looking carefully, this creature is half human and half crocodile, but it is born extremely handsome, with a fair face, and has the blood of an ancient god.

He is surrounded by the blood of the ancient gods, the four great ways of chaos inherited.

Among them, Mind Demon and Deprivation have entered the third level. He is quite powerful, but he is scarred and severely injured, and his divine body is almost exhausted.

He is exactly Li Zhenchuan, a disciple under Che Yuanhou's sect.

boom!

At this moment, the blood-red universe in front of Li Zhenchuan suddenly shook.

There is a terrifying aura rising up, like a vast sea undulating continuously, turning into the formation pattern of Taoism, submerged in this direction.

"Damn it!"

Li Zhenchuan's expression changed drastically, and he was crazily activating his supernatural powers, but he was still overwhelmed by the terrifying aura.

Pooh!

I saw him being sent flying, the divine body exploded directly, and the purple blood mist rose up, spilling a piece of flesh and blood.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

And right in front of Li Zhenchuan, a hundred figures appeared, all of them had bad expressions, blocking Li Zhenchuan.

"Is it still being chased?"

Li Zhenchuan stopped in embarrassment and quickly reshaped his divine body. Looking at the hundreds of creatures in front of him, he clenched his fists, his face full of resentment.

Five hundred years ago.

In the superimposed battlefield, in order to force Xiao Ye to show up, those mid-level Taoist gods of the heaven-defying level unite and launched a bloodbath against the disciples of the ancient gods.

The bloodline of the ancient gods is certainly the top bloodline in the chaotic world.

But there are too many enemies, and the group of strong ones rises together, causing the disciples of the ancient gods who entered the battlefield of the superimposed period to suffer extremely heavy losses, which is like a nightmare.

For example, his team of ancient gods was slaughtered until he was the only one left, and even Bray fell.

"I also know how strong the bloodline of the ancient gods is, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that. With the bloodlines of the ancient gods, you can only become a bereaved dog."

"In the reincarnation of the superimposed era, the ancient gods are declining day by day, and the bloodline of the ancient gods may be completely wiped out."

The masters of these hundreds of figures all have animal bodies, and they are disciples of Lishen, with extraordinary strength.

The five Lishen disciples headed by him had a deep understanding of the Dao of Chaos, and they were all qualified to attack the upper Dao God Realm. At this moment, they all sneered and surrounded Li Zhenchuan.

"Ha ha!"

"My strength is nothing in the group of ancient gods. You injured me, do you think you can despise our disciples of the ancient gods?"

"In the past, when Xiao Ye of our ancient god group slaughtered two million Taoist gods, why didn't you jump out to show off your prestige?"

Li Zhenchuan laughed back in anger, his handsome face was distorted.

Lishen, among the ninety-nine and eighty-one kinds of innate gods, can only be ranked in the middle. Now these Lishen disciples dare to despise the ancient gods?

"Xiao Ye?"

"He's a shrinking turtle, he's been hiding for tens of thousands of years, he's not worth mentioning at all!"

When Li Zhenchuan's words came out, it seemed as if he violated the taboo of this group of Lishen disciples, all of them looked gloomy and murderous.

At this moment, the terrifying divine power was rising, rising from the hundreds of Lishen disciples, ready to kill Li Zhenchuan.

"Haha, since we can't escape today, it's better to go crazy and let you know that the prestige of our ancient god group cannot be insulted!"

Li Zhenchuan's godhead also seemed to be on fire, ready to strike to the death.

"Coward?"

"Not worth mentioning?"

At this moment, the color of the world changed, and cold words came out, with terrifying fluctuations.

The sound of each word will make the bodies of these hundred Lishen disciples tremble, and the divine power erupting from them will be suppressed for a few minutes.

When the cold words fell completely, the hundred disciples of Lishen seemed to be frozen in place, their divine power was sluggish, and even the surging Dao divine power was suppressed.

They looked down in horror, and at some point, there were strands of purple light transformed into divine chains, densely entangled their bodies, and imprisoned their Tao and Dharma.

"This, could it be..."

At this moment, the hundred Lishen disciples followed the prestige and saw a tall and straight figure appearing silently in the field.

He is black-clothed, black-haired, and tall and straight. He is a human man. He did not burst out with any coercive divine power, but in the eyes of hundreds of Lishen disciples, his pupils contracted violently.

"Xiao...Xiao Ye?"

Li Zhenchuan, who was about to go all out, couldn't help but exclaimed the moment he saw this man.

The instigator who disturbed the turmoil in the Multi-Era battlefield unexpectedly appeared on his own initiative.

"Xiao Ye has appeared, run away, and notify the heaven-defying median Taoist gods of other groups!"

The hundred Lishen disciples were all frightened and wanted to escape, but all of them were convulsed.

Under the confinement of the purple god chain, they couldn't even take a step, let alone fly.

"You don't even have the courage to fight me against the enemy, and you dare to call me a coward? It's ridiculous!"

Xiao Ye didn't even bother to look at these Lishen disciples, but with a wave of his palm, the sky was immediately flooded with purple light.

Chi Chi Chi!

At this moment, the purple god chains on the hundreds of Lishen disciples shrank inward, twisting their bodies and godheads to pieces.

Just at the flick of a finger, a hundred Lishen disciples all fell!

Seeing this scene, Li Zhenchuan was in a daze, and couldn't help shivering.

In the past, when he was in the Land of Destiny, he was still able to fight against Xiao Ye, but now it is hard to come close to him.

Xiao Ye became more and more unfathomable.

"Xiao Ye, once the news of your appearance spreads, all the heaven-defying middle Taoist gods in the superimposed battlefield will probably be killed..."

Li Zhenchuan came back to his senses and quickly reminded him.

By this time, the conflicts between him and Xiao Ye in the past have become insignificant.

"Don't wait for the news to spread, maybe I will go to find them myself, and see how many brothers from the same sect have fallen over the years, and even mere disciples of the God of Strength dare to despise our ancient god group."

Xiao Ye raised his hand to interrupt Li Zhenchuan's kind reminder.

After leaving a thousand pieces of high-level chaos stones for Li Zhenchuan, he didn't hide his tracks and went directly across the sky.

"Xiao Ye, what are you going to do..."

Looking at Xiao Ye's back, Li Zhenchuan was stunned.

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