The divine war that all the heavens and worlds had anticipated for a long time finally broke out with all the tribes looking forward to it, allowing a group of warriors who wanted to watch the show to realize their wish.
The gods who returned from ancient times once created a magnificent civilization era.
Even today, the legends of the gods are still spread in every corner of the world.
In the vast world, countless ethnic groups and tribes are bathed in the glory of the gods.
The Holy Heaven, which was once composed of descendants of the blood of gods, was unwilling to surrender in the face of the returning ancestors.
In fact, after long years of reproduction and inheritance, the descendants of the blood of gods in the mountains and seas have long become a clan of their own.
In order not to become slaves and servants of the true God, the descendants of the gods set up their own heaven, hoping to truly compete with the true God.
However, for the true gods, their majesty has spanned the past and present, illuminated time and space, and surpassed heaven and earth.
Even though they were severely damaged in ancient times, their nobility is still intact when they return now.
How can they tolerate their descendants rebelling against them.
Under this irreconcilable contradiction, the divine war broke out Blood colored dozens or hundreds of star fields, and countless warriors shed blood.
The divine blood burst out with brilliance that was more dazzling than the starlight in the vast starry sky.
There were countless broken arms and limbs floating in the starry sky.
Broken weapons and armor.
The starry sky on the edge of the battlefield is several star fields away from the center of the divine war.
Looking towards the center of the battlefield, divine light is exploding in the distance of the starry sky.
Each cluster is like an explosion of stars, tearing apart the sky and the sky.
Universe.
"Here comes the soul."
Behind the stars, a disembodied voice sounded, and a hazy figure emerged from the darkness, hidden in the black mist.
It held a sickle as black as ink in its hand, and a cloth bag engraved with ancient patterns on its back.
As the cold voice sounded, strands of illusory soul power were rolled up in the blood mist floating not far in front of them, and an illusory figure was born in it like a cocoon.
The figure that appeared showed its teeth and claws, and its face was ferocious, but it was speechless.
A faint golden light flickered in the sky, like a ray of light.
"Here comes the soul."
At this moment, the cloth bag opened in the black mist, and a strong suction force appeared, sucking in the derived soul.
"The underworld leads the way, and the soul returns home."
Putting away this phantom, the black mist dispersed in thousands of ways, heading towards the depths of the battlefield.
At the same moment, at the edge of the battlefield, figures kept appearing, gathering blood, bones, and armor.
These were warriors from all races who came to pick up the missing pieces in the battlefield.
Since the outbreak of the God War, it has attracted the attention of rangers from all races in the world.
Even the rangers with weak strength will organize together and come to the battlefield to hunt for treasures with the help of treasure weapons.
Not only that, some small ethnic groups among the ten thousand tribes even mobilize their warriors to come to the battlefield to collect resources.
The fallen warriors of the Holy Clan and the True God Clan are no small blessings for them.
The zombie clan, the bone clan, the blood clan, and the underworld clan, these dark clans in the world, became completely active because of the outbreak of the divine war.
Their figures continued to appear everywhere on the battlefield, dragging back the broken blood and bones of the gods. .
Deep in the world of Guixu, on the vast river of space, Emperor Mingtong of the Holy Clan came to Zhanxian City in person.
As the great emperor of his clan, Emperor Mingtong was powerful in all directions, but in just over ten years since the war between gods broke out, his expression showed a hint of fatigue.
Too bad In the past ten years, two large-scale battles have broken out between the Holy Heaven and the True God Clan.
From the emperor to the ordinary clan soldiers, even he personally participated in the battle.
Such consumption, even if the Holy Heaven has a deep foundation, can not support it.
Can't live.
Speaking of which, when the war broke out with the True God Clan, they just wanted to resist the enslavement of the True God.
Who would have thought that since the ancient human race resisted the enslavement of hundreds of tribes, in recent years, the Holy Clan has also fallen into the fate of the human race.
This divine war is a battle to rectify the name of the Holy Clan.
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They have to do it, otherwise they, who are descendants of the divine race, will not be able to truly stand in the heavens.
Of course, the price paid for this battle was also huge, so much so that even the Holy Heaven could not bear it.
After all, the main purpose of initiating the Divine War was for the Holy Race to develop and pass on better in the Shanhai Continent.
If it was crippled, Wouldn’t it be that he has become fat in the eyes of all the tribes in the world?
This is a world where the weak prey on the strong.
I believe that once the Holy Race shows weakness, it will be targeted by other races.
In Zhanxian City, the fairy palace looms dimly in the fairy mist that is surrounded by decay and vicissitudes of life.
"Your Excellency, now the whole clan under my Holy Heavenly Court is mobilizing to attack the God Clan.
As long as the nobles attack from behind, they can join forces to attack the True God and inflict heavy damage on it."
The voice of Emperor Mingtong came from the main hall of the Immortal Palace.
Opposite him was the Tianluo Immortal General, but at the top of the main hall, the immortal mist was misty, and the appearance of a majestic existence could not be clearly seen.
At this moment, Immortal Emperor Mingtong met the real master of Zhanxian City, Immortal Emperor Tongtian.
"Now you and I will benefit from our union.
If the True God Clan fully recovers, it will be even more difficult to deal with."
Suddenly, feeling the silence in the hall, Emperor Mingtong spoke out again.
The purpose of his trip was to invite the Immortal Clan to attack the God Clan to share some of the pressure on the Holy Heaven.
Unfortunately, after his words fell, neither the Tianluo Immortal General nor the Immortal Emperor who could not feel the change in his expression showed the slightest response.
As the great emperor of the clan, he didn't want the outsiders to see the current weakness of the Holy Clan.
He had already reacted in this moment, and he was a little too eager.
"Your Excellency, the noble immortal general and this emperor had a verbal agreement before.
Now it has been more than ten years since our Holy Clan and True God Clan started their conquest.
The battlefield has spread to hundreds of star fields, and they have already invaded the True God Clan's home base of the God Burial Star Territory.
As a result, The alliance clan is still silent at this time.
It seems unreasonable.
Could it be that the immortal clan is noble and disdains to join forces with mortal spirits like us?
The previous agreement was just a lie to my holy heaven."
Feeling that the expression on Emperor Mingtong's face had become fierce, Tianluo Immortal General's eyes drooped, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep and remained silent.
In fact, Emperor Mingtong's arrival in Zhanxian City was beyond his expectations.
Not only that, the battlefield between the Holy Heaven and the True God Clan was so brutal that it far exceeded the expectations of any group in the world.
This killing was too brutal.
In just ten years, the bloody and violent energy that permeated the entire mountain and sea wilderness has doubled.
Whether it is the Holy Clan or the True God Clan, they are all ruthless and want to completely destroy each other. underfoot.
For the Holy Clan, being born into the True God Clan is an indelible mark and a shackle for the entire race.
However, for the True God Clan, it is absolutely intolerable for a race born from their own bloodline to be on an equal footing with them. things.
When will ants be on equal footing with giant dragons?
Such evil beasts must be killed For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire hall was a little silent.
The Immortal Emperor Tongtian was surrounded by the fairy mist.
It was impossible to see the change in his expression.
However, a great emperor came in person.
No matter how well-hidden it was, it all showed the commitment of the ethnic group behind him.
How much pressure is there.
To be honest, now is not the best time for the Immortal Clan to intervene in the battlefield between the True God and the Holy Clan.
The best time is when the two major ethnic groups are exhausted from fighting.
At that time, the Immortal Clan will strike with a thunderous blow and decide the world in one fell swoop, killing the True God.
The Gods were completely crippled.
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Unfortunately, all plans are like the moon in the mirror, out of reach in the face of reality.
The real reality is that the Immortal Clan cannot wait until both tribes are harmed to take action.
After all, the Holy Clan is not a fool.
It is okay to gain some advantages for each other's allies.
If it goes too far, they will break up and break up.
It is not in the interest of the entire Immortal Clan to leave the Immortal Clan entangled with the True God Clan.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
This saying is shared by all the heavens.
The Immortal Clan and the Holy Clan are natural allies, provided that the two must work hard for each other.
"My immortal clan sends troops."
A few breaths later, the voice of the Tongtian Immortal Emperor came from the thick immortal mist.
After thinking for a moment, Immortal Emperor Tongtian made a decision.
In fact, the strength of the Immortal Clan has not been fully restored.
Lingxiao Palace does not know where it is.
Only Zhanxian City and some organizations under Lingxiao Palace have returned.
Even so, since the Emperor of the Holy Clan came to visit in person, it also showed that it was time for the Immortal Clan to take action.
Five years later, the Divine Emperor of the Holy Heaven personally commanded his Shinto heavenly soldiers and formed an array outside the God Burial Star.
The Holy Continent where the Holy Heaven is located personally outside the God Burial Star.
Hundreds of millions of soldiers of the Holy Tribe lined up above it, pointing from a distance.
God's domain.
In just over ten years, the third great war between the Holy Clan and the True God Clan broke out, turning the whole world upside down, and the sun and the moon lost all light.
In this battle, the Holy Continent tore through several lines of defense in the God Burial Star Territory, and crashed straight into the center of the Star Territory.
Billions of soldiers roared, sounding like thunder falling from the sky, which directly plunged the starry sky into a complete riot. .
On the battlefield composed of hundreds of millions of clan soldiers, countless warriors' blood and bones are separated with every breath.
However, this time the Holy clan seems to be determined to penetrate the God Burial Star Territory.
A great void teleportation formation, a steady stream of The clan soldiers teleported to the God Burial Star Territory.
The True God may be powerful, but compared to the Holy Clan, the number of tribesmen is much smaller, and the weakest True God among the True God Clan is only comparable to the king of all races, and more tribesmen are also unable to ignite the divine fire.
The war fell into a fierce battle at the beginning.
Neither the emperor, the great god, nor the god king took any action.
The war stretched across several star fields, and countless stars were directly exploded.
The fire burned the starry sky, and large areas of chaotic air poured down. .
"I really want to watch the fireworks."
Returning to the world of ruins, Uncle Turtle flipped his turtle shell over, with his four hooves pointing upwards.
He kept moving his four short legs and muttered boredly.
If Ah Huan hadn't been in seclusion, he would have gone to be buried in the blink of an eye.
God Star Territory is seeing big fireworks.
"Boohoo boom boom."
"Boohoo boom boom."
Uncle Turtle shook his body and kept making weird noises from his mouth.
“Want to see fireworks” "yes."
Gui Buxian used his turtle shell as a rocking chair, rocking back and forth, and responded subconsciously.
"Ah Huan, you are alive" However, in an instant, Gui Buxian jumped up, with excitement in his eyes.
"No, I'm dead."
Regarding Gui Buxian's surprise, Qingyang Huan spoke solemnly
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