My Sister is Tianzun

Six people came, and two have fallen.

It seems that their interests have reached a certain balance.

For a time, Hu Xin felt the pressure of Yuga, and it was obvious that he wanted to kill Hu Xin, even just to get rid of it by wounding.

boom!

Just when he shook the fox heart back, in less than ten breaths, the third true **** was not spared and was killed by Chen Ze.

Three are dead.

The people below were all terrified when they saw it.

Chen Ze deserves to be the desolate master of the first force in the Chaos Zone, the Prehistoric Sect. With such a powerful fighting force, if the resurrected person must be seriously injured, who else in this world can be his opponent.

People are crazy, and Chen Ze's situation verifies this sentence.

puff…

The blood mist spread, and Chen Ze opened his mouth and almost spewed out a blood arrow. Immediately, he lost his balance and fell from the air.

Xia Longque wanted to help him, but this kind of battlefield was not something he could participate in at all.

Finally exhausted him!

Here, the three of You Jia Ji Weiming were all moved. Although this battle was three-for-one, they definitely won.

Killing Chen Ze, plus the godhead in his hand, even if he withdraws now, he will definitely take advantage of it.

You Jia wanted to move, but was entangled by the fox heart.

Ji Weiming was ready for a long time, and took the lead in breaking away from Zi Chen's entanglement and rushing towards Chen Ze.

"You dare!" Zi Chen desperately tried to stop him after seeing it. Another true **** also knew that Ji Weiming couldn't kill Chen Ze so easily.

Now Chen Ze conservatively estimates that there are four godheads in his hands, and this does not include the real bodies he killed before.

This true **** didn't stop Zi Chen, and he didn't even mean to sneak attack. He just staggered his position to give Zi Chen an opportunity to catch up, and at the same time moved slightly away from the crowd, rushing towards Chen Ze from the other direction.

boom!

Ji Weiming was caught up, but had no choice but to turn over to meet the enemy. Seeing that the other true **** had surpassed him, he couldn't help but sneer: "Zi Chen, it's useless. You're just causing me to lose some benefits by pestering me, but Chen Ze will still die!"

Anyway, he doesn't really want those godheads. Just by confirming the news of Chen Ze's death, he can get a stronger means of controlling godheads from his master. So until now, no one knew that he hadn't used all his strength, otherwise Zi Chen wouldn't be able to stop him at all.

Seeing the figure of the true **** rushing into the mountain where Chen Ze fell, the people of the Prehistoric Sect were all desperate, and those who rebelled excitedly shouted: "Chen Ze is dead, haha..."

Xia Longque shouted angrily: "You all wait for me, I will find you all to settle accounts!"

Even if there are saints among those people, they are new ones. Xia Longque has a talent for vision. Although the old saints are slightly inferior, they are still more than enough to kill them.

"Wait until you live today. With so many true gods, you will die!"

One stubbornly said.

boom…

At this moment, a loud noise came from the valley, and a figure flew up from it, as if trying to escape.

His face was full of cracks, and his face was terrified. He was slashed by a sword just before he flew high, and turned into a blood mist, and he didn't even make a scream.

The fourth **** was beheaded again.

Everyone was horrified and could not help but look at the valley over there. At this time, no one dared to approach, and no one knew what happened to Chen Ze inside. The only true **** who chased in had fallen.

The battle between Ji Weiming and Youjia and others also stopped here. All their attention was on the valley, and they obviously wanted to know how.

After a long time, a figure stumbled up into the valley, but it fell again before it reached the air, landing on a mountain ridge.

Chen Ze was half lying there, but he stared at Ji Weiming and Youjia: "Aren't you going to kill me, why haven't you done it yet?"

His voice was not loud, and there was no anger and excitement, but just those words smashed into people's hearts like a heavy hammer.

After a few breaths, Chen Ze stood up with difficulty, propped up the ground with the space-time sword, and looked at the two coldly.

Breathe...

ten breaths…

His eyes were burning, and his breath was magnificent.

Gollum!

Even if Ji Weiming knew that he had burst out with real strength in the past, he would have a high probability of killing Chen Ze.

But he didn't dare, he knew that his Dao heart was shaken and was broken by a dying person.

Turning around, he walked without hesitation.

Seeing this, You Jia did not delay, and left directly.

call…

The gust of wind on the top of the mountain swept through, and Chen Ze stood there, not even a single strand of hair was blown.

"We won! We won! Wild Lord is invincible!"

A congregation of the Prehistoric Holy Sect spoke up, and then everyone shouted in unison, and the voice surged like a tsunami: "The Wild Lord is invincible! The Wild Lord is invincible..."

But Chen Ze didn't move for a long time, Hu Xin's eyes were reddish and tears were swirling.

Xia Longque roared in grief and anger: "Lord of the Wilderness! Lao Chen, move a little bit, move a little bit!"

But Chen Ze was still in the same posture, staring into the distance with burning eyes.

However, his breath was rapidly dissipating, and in the end he hesitated and stood there like a sculpture, and everyone could no longer feel his breath.

how come…

At this time, the prehistoric cultists all knew what had happened.

Their invincible barren lord has fallen.

Hu Xin wanted to go forward, but was stopped by Zi Chen: "Let him stand there. Let everyone in the Holy Sect of the Great Desolation remember what an upright person their Lord of the Desolation is!"

Chen Ze fell, and the news spread quickly.

The two true gods who have already retreated do not want to go back, so Chen Ze holds several godheads in his hands, but it is a shame for them.

one year...

ten years…

Chen Ze's body was still lifelike, standing there motionless. Almost every day, members of the Honghuang Holy Sect worship that mountain beam with unwillingness.

Without Chen Ze, the Prehistoric Sect would have lost its former glory. Even though there are still several true gods in charge, many forces are gradually leaving, and only the people who were relocated from the original prehistoric realm are still worshipping sincerely and thinking about them in their hearts.

A hundred years later, there are several figures secretly marching. Their direction is exactly where Chen Ze's body is, and the purpose is naturally for the godheads in him.

These people are all saints, obviously they are here to become gods.

They were not the first, nor were they the last.

Before they approached, a dazzling dragon sparrow soared into the sky and swept them away.

"Xia Longque, you want to stop so many of us alone, you are delusional!"

Someone was drinking.

Since they can't get close secretly, they simply break in.

Xia Longque has been guarding here for a hundred years. In this hundred years, he could have retreated and merged with the godhead to become a god. But he refused, he wanted to protect the battle body for Chen Ze, even if his best friend had fallen.

But after all, he is only one person, how could he stop so many saints.

Soon someone broke through his defense and quickly approached Chen Ze.

hum…

At this moment, a figure descended from the sky, and the phoenix eyes were all killing intent: "Wait for Xiao Xiao, how can I allow you to disturb him!"

The jade finger was raised, the might of the True God descended, and the bodies of the two saints in the front burst completely.

"It's Zihu'er! She's gone, she's become a god!"

Seeing the appearance of a true god, those who wanted to beat Chen Ze's body did not dare to hesitate any longer and wanted to withdraw.

Zihu'er was furious at this time. After leaving the customs, she found that Chen Ze had actually died in battle, and the person in her heart had fallen. She had nowhere to vent her anger. How could she let go of these daring people who dared to come and die.

Take a step forward to catch up, intending to kill all these people!