"But no matter what, all this is irreversible. Even if there are still millions of Creation Gods in the world, they cannot transfer such a huge elemental disaster, let alone stop and destroy. Keep this sin in your heart, and remember the last few words of your ancestors, develop and reproduce in peace, and I will destroy the bloodline of the gods... we must not stop. Let's go." The middle-aged man turned around in the middle and waved his hand. The others sighed, turned around and prepared to leave.

At this time, the space behind them suddenly twisted, and a familiar aura suddenly came. They all paused and then turned around in infinite surprise.

The distortion of space stops, and what appears is Xingli and Burial Heaven.

"Father... it's really... it's you?" Xingli's voice choked slightly, separated for thousands of years, and finally met in this world. Even if she is a true god, she can't hide her inner excitement.

"Hen'er... Xing'er!!"

"Xing'er!!"

"It's Xing'er...it's really Xing'er!"

They surrounded them with excitement, and everyone's face was filled with surprise and enthusiasm. The God of Destruction was born to be wary, devotion to destruction and perish, but he would not have any false feelings for those close to him.

These sixteen people are the God of Destruction who returned to the inner chaotic space after Xingli and Zangtian. They are also the last God of Destruction in this world. There are 18 in total.

After a long time of separation, there should be too many things to say, but carrying the sin of destroying billions of creatures, listening to the chaotic voice below, the heart of the Destruction God King immediately became heavy again. He sighed and said, "Xing'er, it's really good that you are fine. After you left, we were all worried about you. Fortunately, not only are you fine, but you have grown up, but also found our tribe-suppressing weapon, Biluohuangquan... It's really great. After He'er left, in the past few years, we used the power left by the Holy Son to build the last dimensional teleportation array, and then we came here together."

When the word "Son of Holy Son" was mentioned, all the faces of the God of Destruction became corrected. The God of Destruction paused and asked anxiously: "By the way, have you found the Lord of Holy Son?"

"I found it... I found it a year ago." Zang Tian said.

"Really? Have you really found the Lord Holy Son?"

"Where is the Son now? The rebirth ceremony was completely successful?"

"Haha, with the power of the Holy Son, how could there be something in the world that she can't do? It's great to find it so quickly."

"Take us to see Lord Holy Son."

After receiving the news that the Holy Son had been found, the Gods of Destruction were completely excited. This was undoubtedly great news for them, and it also diluted the shadow of their billions of lives.

Faced with this problem, Xingli and Zangtian were silent at the same time.

Xingli turned her head and looked at the chaotic land below. The original excitement on her face slowly dimmed. She said softly: "Father, do you know... This is where the Holy Son's current home is..."

"What...what?" The God of Destruction, including the God of Destruction, was shocked and looked at each other.

"Father... the elemental disaster approaching here is a combination of the outer chaotic space we tried to transfer out little by little with divine power... right?" Xingli looked up and asked in a daze.

The Destruction God King was stunned and moved his lips, but could not answer. He had at most a sense of guilt after destroying billions of creatures here, but it would disappear soon. But this is the home of the Holy Son, and it must be her favorite place... They finally escaped from the abyss and wanted to surrender to the Holy Son for generations to repay, but they had not yet been able to repay their kindness, so they destroyed the place she liked the most. How could they face the Holy Son?

"Is that true..." Xingli's expression became dimmering. When she and Zang Tian finally realized this on that day, they were unwilling to believe and admit it. But at this time, her father's reaction made her know that her previous terrible guess was true...

This elemental catastrophe that is about to completely destroy the earth and will continue to rage in the Eastern Chaos Space was born from the destruction of the gods. At the beginning, they thought of countless ways to escape in the outer Chaos Space... One of the methods was to gather the divine power of all the gods of destruction and transfer the outer Chaos Space bit by bit... that is, the elemental catastrophe world, trying to transfer a vacancy or channel to the inner Chaos Space. With their efforts, they have been... and the transferred outer Chaos Space has all reached the inner Chaos Space, creating the large and large elemental catastrophe that frequently occurs in the chaotic world... And the elemental catastrophe that has approached the earth at this moment is the largest and most terrifying piece of combination of those scattered outer Chaos Spaces...

This elemental catastrophe that was about to destroy his home was actually born because of her tribesmen... Xingli was so difficult to accept this cruel fact for a moment. Looking at everything below in a chaotic world, she didn't know how to save everything... In front of the power of the elemental catastrophe, even though they were true gods, they were so small that they had no power of resistance.

"No need to mention these things. No matter what the reason is, it is no longer remedied now. No matter what you say, it is useless. The most important thing now is to rescue the Holy Son immediately!" Zang Tian said with a frown.

"Save the Holy Son?" The God of Destruction was stunned, and then all furious.

"What does it mean? Did someone actually hijack the Holy Son?"

"Who dares to disrespect the Holy Son... I don't destroy his entire clan!"

"Whoever dares to hurt a hair of the Holy Son, our clan will chase and kill every corner of the chaos."

"What the hell is going on? Where is she now?" The King of Destruction said with a frown, and his terrifying power aura was ripped out of his body, and he was obviously furious. The Son of Destruction is the biggest scale of their Destruction Clan. If anyone hurts the Son, they will give the most cruel revenge at all costs, because if it weren't for the Son of Destruction, the Son of Destruction Clan would have been completely destroyed in the extremely old age, and there would not be their existence.

"...It's not that someone hijacked the Holy Son, but for some reason, she is now blocked in a confined space. That confined space was built by the Creation Gods, and Brother Wang and I cannot open it." Xingli looked up and said.

"Creation Gods?" Hearing this name, the gods of destruction were all stunned, and then, with complex expressions on their faces.

If they mentioned the four words "Destroyed Gods", they would have gritted their teeth with hatred, but at this time, the expression they expressed was completely different from before. Zang Tian was puzzled for a moment and asked, "Father, what's going on? Have you met the God of Creation?"

"Oh, so many years of resentment turned out to be just an illusion." The God of Destruction smiled bitterly and said, "Hen'er, Xing'er, do you remember that the last page of our ancestral teaching was sealed by power. The ancestors said that the last page could be lifted and sealed on the power only on the day we left. Later, we all came to the inner chaotic world under the dimensional teleportation array. Then, we lifted the seal together and opened the last page of the ancestral teaching... In it, everything that happened that year, including the reason and truth of the Destruction Gods being forced into a desperate situation... We only know,

It turns out that we have never been qualified to resent anyone. The almost destruction of the Gods is the retribution they deserve... The "false appearance" they left behind is hope that we can not give up hope and struggle with the support of hatred, and continue the bloodline of the Gods... until the day when the miracle occurs. At the same time, our ancestors regretted the things we did back then, saying that good and evil will eventually have their own results, and that unrighteousness will surely die. I hope that if our tribe can see the light of day again, we will not kill animals in vain, nor interfere with the world that will inevitably change greatly from the outside world, but will develop quietly, and will spread the bloodline of the Gods from generation to generation..."

Xingli: "…"

Burial: “…”

"We have already known the truth back then. But now, these are no longer important. What we need most now is to save the Holy Son, and the rest can be discussed later. Gather all our power... We have no reason not to destroy all spiritual veins and open the space blockade!" Zang Tian said in a stern voice.

Half a year ago, in the battle with the Creation God King, Zang Tian and Xingli were blocked by the Creation God King, and they left after half a month, but at that time, they could no longer feel the breath of Ye Tianxie and the Holy Son. They broke into Mount Bora, found the God of Creation, and asked about whereabouts, and only then did they know that he had entered the blockade that could only be broken by destroying all the spiritual veins. So, all the time after Zang Tian and Xingli was concentrated on the destruction spirit veins, but how could the Creation God King let them do what they wanted? In the past six months, they have fought several times, but the Creation God King is too powerful, and even if the Biluo Huangquan is in hand, they still cannot match. They were blocked three times. This time, they left two days ago. When they were about to enter the heavenly realm again, they felt the familiar breath and returned here as quickly as possible.

"Yes, nothing is more important than the safety of the Lord Shengshen. Hen'er, Xing'er, take us there immediately, and explain to us in detail what happened on the way."

Zang Tian and Xingli nodded at the same time, and their hearts were finally filled with hope. The Creation God King was very powerful, even stronger than their father, but now, all eighteen destruction gods were released, and there was no reason they could not defeat the Creation God King. If they still couldn't defeat them, even if they could not defeat them, the eighteen gods dispersed to destroy the spiritual veins, how could the Creation God King alone stop it? In the past six months, they have only seen one Creation God King. On Mount Balak, in addition to the Creation God King, they only found the breath of two Creation God God King, one of them was extremely weak, which made them always suspect that the Creation God clan might only have three Creation God Gods left, one of them had not yet fully awakened and grew up.

"Brother, wait for me... I will rescue you immediately... and then look for hope to save the earth with you..."

While silently reciting in his heart, Xingli stretched out her hands and cut through the space with purple light, and her eyes suddenly became cold: "Come with me."
Chapter completed!