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Chapter six hundred and eighty third two gods died

No one knows what Wen Zhonglin shouted before he died, and no one knows what horrific scene Wen Zhonglin saw before he died.

Ji Fa's supernatural power is boundless, and his cultivation methods have exceeded the expectations of everyone in front of him.

Wen Zhong is dead!

The gods and humans fell, and a rain of blood fell on the wild world.

Yao shook his palms, put away the Jiangshan Shejitu, and pushed everyone out of the Shejitu.

Then everyone dispersed like birds and beasts without saying a word.

"Although Wen Zhong died, his body was left behind. What should we do with Wen Zhong's body?" Yao Shuang looked at Bai Ze.

"Throw it here, and someone will come to collect Wen Zhong's body. Wen Zhong is the backbone of the great merchants. No matter what, the great merchant king will never let anyone desecrate Wen Zhong's body." After Bai Ze finished speaking, he turned and left:

"Run quickly. Without everyone to hide the secret, what awaits you next is the wrath of the human king's thunder."

As soon as the words fell, he walked away in shock, and his figure disappeared between heaven and earth.

Everyone ran away, and Hou Xibo also fled with them.

"Bastard!" There was an earth-shattering roar, and then Zixin was seen driving a real dragon, and several ups and downs had already occurred in the field.

"Oops!" Lei Zhenzi, who was struggling with Lu Chunyang, suddenly felt sweat on his forehead, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes: "Lu Chunyang, Wen Zhong is dead, why do you have to compete with me?"

Lu Chunyang did not respond to Lei Zhenzi's words, but the innate sword energy in his hand became more and more fierce: "I just wish I couldn't control your thunder hammer, otherwise I will kill you with my own hands today. Unfortunately, even if I can't kill you, I will still kill you.

It entangles you and makes it impossible for you to escape. There will be no chance of escape in heaven or on earth."

"Lei Zhenzi, you actually dare to collude with foreign ministers and harm my fellow merchants. You are simply seeking death!"

The sound of Zixin's rage resounded throughout the sky, and then a figure standing tall on the sky appeared, and then an ax shrouded in turbid aura came across time and space and locked onto Lei Zhenzi.

"Your Majesty, have mercy on me!" Facing the ax that created the world, Lei Zhenzi's eyes were full of fear, and he quickly screamed in a pitiful voice. The Thunder God's Chisel and Thunder God Hammer rose into the air and faced the axe.

"Pfft~"

Without the Thunder God's chisel and the Thunder God's hammer, Lei Zhenzi was Lu Chunyang's opponent. All he saw was blood splattering, and the next moment Lei Zhenzi's head was struck by Lu Chunyang's sword.

The terrifying innate sword energy burst out, destroying all the vitality around Lei Zhenzi. The Thunder God's chisel and Thunder God hammer were blown away by Xin's axe, and then the ax slid down, along the path of heaven, and instantly chopped Lei Zhenzi upright, turning his whole body into a human.

Make it in half.

Then a true spirit rolled up, and Lei Zhenzi's true spirit wrapped around the Thunder God Hammer and Thunder God Chisel, carrying the origin of the God of Thunder and appeared in the list of gods.

Lei Zhenzi, a strong man in the realm of humans and gods, died!

In one day, Dashang lost two powerful men and gods one after another, which can be said to have suffered a huge loss in strength.

"Thank you, Master Chunyang, for your help. King Gu is very grateful." As soon as the devil's magic form was withdrawn, Zixin had arrived at the field. His eyes looked at Wen Zhong who fell into the pit, his eyes full of solemnity.

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"What a pity, it's too late!" Lu Chunyang lamented.

"Is there any hope?" Zi Xin asked.

"The true spirit has already entered the list of gods, and I'm afraid there is no way to save it." Lu Chunyang shook his head.

"I heard that the Grand Master is a veteran of our Great Shang, a veteran of three dynasties, and devoted himself to our Great Shang. Can his body be returned to our Great Shang?" Zi Xin looked at Lu Chunyang.

"Your Majesty, please excuse me." Lu Chunyang said.

"Who did it?" Looking at Wen Zhong's charred body, which was already in a state of disgrace, the true spirit and energy in his body had been burned away, and he couldn't help but look sad.

"I came too late and was entangled by Lei Zhenzi. Before I could kill him, he had already escaped." Lu Chunyang's eyes showed a hint of sword aura.

The lineage of my master has been cut off. What kind of cause and effect is this?

It's just causing trouble for him.

Zixin was silent after hearing this, then picked up Wen Zhong's body and disappeared among the mountains.

A battle came to an end with the death of Lei Zhenzi and Wen Zhong.

mountains in the distance

Ji Fa took the vertical eye, looked at it for a while, then sighed softly, and then pressed it between his eyebrows. Then he saw a divine light emitting from the vertical eye, like a drop of water, sinking into the ancestral aperture between his eyebrows.

, no trace left.

If you look carefully at the center of his eyebrows, there is a little more dark red cinnabar.

Chongyang Palace

Lu Chunyang walked all the way to the Conferred God Platform. He raised his head and looked at the hanging list of Conferred Gods. His eyes were full of solemnity: "I know you have the will to guard here. You can hear me. Can Wen Zhong be saved now?"

Inside Chaoge Palace

Yu Qi couldn't help but sigh softly: "It's hopeless! His true spirit has been included in the list of gods. How to save him? Unless he can do some tricks to help him reshape his body when he becomes a god in the future."

"The Great Tribulation of the Gods is too tragic, and powerful men and gods have already fallen. I really don't know how terrible the scene will be in the future." Lu Chunyang stood in front of the Gods List, his eyes full of solemnity.

"A big catastrophe in the future?" Yu Qi sat in the palace, with a glint in his eyes: "It's just a small fight now. The real war has not yet begun, and those who stand out now are cannon fodder."

What calamity is this?

Just some appetizers.

All the troubles are just for the dragon to clear the way for the real dragon.

Don't look at these people stirring up trouble now, but when the real golden age comes, they will become the true dragon's treasure.

Upstairs for Stars

Zixin hugged Wen Zhong's body and walked all the way to the top of the Star-Zhaing Tower. Then, looking at Wen Zhong's anxious body, he suddenly turned his hand into a knife and stabbed it directly in, inserting it into Wen Zhong's chest.

Then he suddenly grabbed it, pulled it out, and then saw a golden heart being pulled out.

"Boom~"

Looking at the golden heart in front of him, Zixin's pupils shrank sharply, and the skin on his face kept twitching: "I was deceived! I was coaxed by Xibohou."

This is not the Exquisite Heart with Seven Apertures at all, it is just the most ordinary heart.

Zi Xin looked pale, picked up Wen Zhong's body, and stepped as heavy as a mountain. His whole body seemed to be full of fatigue. After getting off the star-picking tower, he walked straight to the main hall where Yu Qi handled matters.

"Why is the king here?" Yu Qi looked at Zi Xin with a surprised expression. The sword of wisdom flowed in his mind, and he could see clearly the status of Zi Xin and Demon Ancestor in an instant.

He knew that Zixin was finished!

He was completely defeated by Demon Ancestor.

Demon Ancestor worked step by step to break Zi Xin's mind.

"Save him! Brother knows that you have the ability to bring the dead back to life." Zi Xin stared at Yu Qi with his eyes full of pleading.

Yu Qi was silent when he heard this, and sat there quietly, refusing to speak for a while.

"Is there any way?" Zixin asked again after a long time.

"If I hear that Grand Master's true spirit is not on the list of gods, I have a way to bring him back to life." Yu Qi pondered for a moment, and then replied.

Hearing this, Zi Xin's body trembled, and Wen Zhong's body fell to the ground in his hand: "The lonely king can't stand him! The grand master is a veteran of three dynasties, and he died dedicated to my great merchant. The lonely king can't stand him."

Yu Qi was silent when he heard this and said nothing.

"I have a way!" Demon Ancestor's voice rang in Zixin's ears: "As long as you can give up your body, I have a way to bring Grand Master Wen back to life."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Don't even think about it!" Zixin yelled angrily when he heard this: "It's all you! It's all you! It was you who misled the lonely king. How could the lonely king do such a thing? Just sit back and watch.

Grand Master’s death? It’s all because of you, the devil, I’m going to fight you.”

"Don't put all the blame on me. It's clearly your own inner thoughts that are causing trouble. How can you blame me?" Demon Ancestor sneered.

Zi Xin carried Grandmaster Wen's body and walked away, leaving Yu Qi standing in the palace, looking at Zi Xin's retreating back without saying a word.

"Can he still be saved?" Daji came behind Yu Qi and looked at Zi Xin's back together with him.

"He has fallen. Demon Ancestor can swallow his mind at any time. The reason why he is unwilling to take action now is just that he has not yet fully mastered the twelve demon gods. When Demon Ancestor fully grasps the twelve demon gods, then he will

It's the time when Zixin and Demon Ancestor merge into one." Yu Qi sighed.

"For your reform, is it worth releasing the great scourge of the Demon Ancestor?" Daji asked.

"I did not release the Demon Ancestor. On the contrary, I fixed the Demon Ancestor's form. You must know that the Demon Ancestor that exists in the hearts of all living beings cannot be subdued. As long as there is a slightest movement, it will come anytime and anywhere.

Sneak away. Only by letting him manifest from Zi Xin and transforming Zi Xin into his true form can we have a chance to suppress the Demon Ancestor." Yu Qi sighed.

The right and wrong between him and Zi Xin has long been unclear. Is it greater kindness or enmity?

Or have the grudges been wiped out?

I can't explain it clearly, this is a confusing account.

He is now letting Zi Xin fend for himself, which is also a way to resolve the cause and effect.

"I wonder if Xibohou will cause any trouble when he returns to Xiqi. When Xibohou returns to Xiqi, the overall situation in the world will truly begin." After Yu Qi finished speaking, his whole person turned into a breeze.

Go, and when you reappear, you have already reached the boundary of Xiqi.

On the land of Xiqi, in front of a gorgeous tomb, Yu Qi stood in front of the tombstone with a drink and a flower basket, looking at the familiar font without saying a word for a long time.

"The Tomb of Yu Liu Niang." Yu Qi recited the font on the tombstone, then slowly lit the incense, and paper money flew all over the sky.

"Now, do you regret it?" Yu Qi looked at the tombstone, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

"You don't have to be so sad. Although Yu Liuniang is dead, her true spirit is still in the list of gods. It wouldn't be a bad idea to become an immortal god in the future." A voice sounded, and Ji Fa came from a distance and stood.

Behind Yu Qi: "You and I don't understand their world. Just like us, we will never understand these people's world."

The sparrow knows the ambition of the swan!

Summer insects cannot speak of ice!
Chapter completed!
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