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Chapter six hundred and seventy-ninth, deter the gods

Li Ping'an only felt a blur in his mind, and everything in the world disappeared instantly, falling into a hazy chaos, as if a moment seemed to have passed for a long time.

In the endless void, the Lord of Light composed of light walked towards Li Ping'an step by step with a gentle smile on his face, leaving a white path of light in the void, and the illusory body walked directly into Li Ping'an's body.

In, kill the soul.

Suddenly, Li Ping'an's mind suddenly became clear, and he appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, the starry sky, and the nebulae in the universe. Three huge and stalwart bodies sat cross-legged in the universe, like the center of the universe, and the stars of the galaxy revolved around them.

In the middle of them, a little man made of light stood, looking up at the three stalwart figures, his eyes dull with fear, this... what kind of soul is this? This extremely terrifying aura is far above the master.

The Master of Tongtian Cult raised his finger and pressed it down, and a small firework exploded between the Lords of Light.

Li Pingan suddenly woke up. The outside had returned to normal, time flowed, space was unsealed, and the gods continued to fight.

Ao Ming and Cheng Xuan appeared next to Li Pingan.

Ao Ming asked worriedly: "Tao Master, are you okay?"

Li Ping'an asked: "Did something happen to me?"

Chengxuan said: "You were paused for a moment just now."

Li Ping'an looked at the Guangming Temple thoughtfully and said: "Just now it should be the last resort of the Guangming Temple, which affects the soul.

Now that it has been resolved, the Pope of Light will be left to you."

Ao Ming and Cheng Xuan both bowed and said, "Yes!"

The two of them straightened up, glanced at each other, and rushed towards the Tower of Light. The Pope of Light was also one of the top powerhouses and should not be underestimated.

Two rays of light, one red and one black, shot into the Tower of Light, revealing the figures of Ao Ming and Cheng Xuan. They saw the Pope of Light kneeling in front of the statue of the Lord, lifeless.

Chengxuan said doubtfully: "The Pope of Light is dead now? Are all the strong men in this era mentally so fragile?"

Ao Ming said: "How do you know he died by himself?"

Chengxuan smiled and said: "He didn't even take any action, so of course he died by himself?"

"Did you forget that the Taoist Master was stagnant for a moment just now? He has already fought against the Taoist Master."

Chengxuan was stunned for a moment and said speechlessly: "Since the Taoist master has already killed him, why do you still want to leave it to us? Do you want us to collect his body?"

Ao Ming touched his chin and said, "It's possible!"



There are many forbidden lands in the east at the junction of the endless void. One of the forbidden lands is called the White Bone Dry. Within the forbidden land, there are mountains of bones, rivers of bone powder, and endless resentment of the bones, forming a terrifying poisonous miasma.

On a dark mountain of bones, the sword master was sitting and drinking with Emperor Lieyang.

Emperor Lieyang picked up a glass of wine and threw it on the ground and said, "Do you know where this place is?"

"This is one of the remaining battlefields from the previous era, and it is also the place where countless gods from the east died."

Emperor Lieyang laughed loudly, his eyes turned red when he smiled, and he said sadly: "Yes! Countless gods have fallen, countless worlds have been destroyed, the sky weeps with blood, and the resentment has persisted for hundreds of millions of years. How can such a great hatred be avoided?

Report?"

"That happened in the last era."

"No~" Emperor Lieyang shouted angrily: "Isn't it true that in this era, we will not avenge this revenge? Sword Master, the three of us once made an oath on this battlefield to make the blood debt of the West pay with blood and trample the West.

To comfort the Eastern heroic spirits of the previous era.

The Soul Emperor fell in order to fulfill this oath, and I turned against the Taoist sect in order to fulfill this oath, but now you have to back down and follow the example of those phoenixes and join the prehistoric Taoist sect."

The sword master took a sip of wine and said faintly: "Lieyang, give up! If the war of the gods must be fought, I will naturally be bound to accompany you to conquer Western civilization, or die with you.

But now that there are obstacles from the Great Desolate Dao Sect, it is very likely that this war of gods will not be fought, and the entire Void Domain will return to peace, isn’t that good?”

The wine flask in Emperor Lieyang's hand fell to the ground with a bang, and he said angrily: "In the last era, our Eastern God System occupied the top, and we could have destroyed the Western God System and ended the war of the gods.

But Ao Ming, Cheng Xuan, and Emperor Cang Yu were all magnificent. They killed the God King who oversaw the war in a whim. But what happened? Our Eastern pantheon was wiped out.

In this era, our Eastern God System has the upper hand, and the prehistoric Taoist sects are also whimsical and want to stop the war supervising God King of the Eternal God Realm." He roared: "Is this something they can do? Our Eastern civilization is about to re-enter the world.

Following the same mistakes of the previous era, blood fills the endless void!"

The sword master said: "This time is different. Behind the ancient gods, there is ancient support."

"Haha~ The ancient world? Can the ancient world be stronger than the Eternal God Realm?"

The sword master remained silent, lost in thought.

A ray of divine light suddenly descended from the sky, landed next to the two of them and transformed into the Crown Prince of the Lieyang Empire.

Prince Lieyang shouted angrily: "Father, Sword Master, news just came from the rear. The Bright Temple suddenly bypassed the front line and launched an attack, destroying our thirty-six plane worlds, including many higher planes."

Emperor Lieyang, the sword master suddenly stood up, fierce murderous intent came out of his body, and the whole secret realm was filled with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Emperor Lieyang shouted angrily: "This is the Taoist sect you trust. They stopped us and did not allow us to attack, but in the end they allowed the Western gods to attack our world."

The sword master turned into a sword light and rose into the sky.

In the forbidden area that filled the void, figures of gods appeared, and angry roars resounded through the void.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

"Come into the west and take revenge!"

"Surge into the west and massacre the temple."



When the news of the destruction of dozens of worlds came out, the gods were so angry that their auras condensed into a stream and crashed towards the west.

In the Western camp, all the gods are waiting solemnly and are ready for war.

The Lord of the Dark Temple smiled and said: "With one attack, dozens of worlds were destroyed. The Light Temple is much more ruthless than our Dark Temple!"

The violent beast god solemnly said: "All the Eastern gods are in rage, and these three portals cannot stop them."

The Lord of the Dark Palace smiled and said: "Isn't this what the War God King wants to see? This is also what the Light Temple wants to see. Once the gods fight in a melee, even the prehistoric times cannot stop them."

One by one, the gods rushed out from the forbidden area, shining with various divine lights in the void, and the war was about to break out.

In the center of the intersection between the East and the West, the Nantian Gate suddenly expanded, and a broken pagoda floated out from the Tianmen. On top of the pagoda, a blood-colored spear was used to nail a ten-winged angel, and below the ten-winged angel was nailed to death with a feather sword.
Chapter completed!
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