The Moon God, Zhang Beize, Zhang Su'e, and Xiang Chunan descended on the corpse of Emperor Truth one after another.

Based on their cultivation, they were not qualified to participate in the battle of ancestors, let alone have the ability to influence the battle situation. However, they were now able to assist Ji Fanxin in suppressing an ancestor, thereby weakening the fighting power of the God Realm.

There is no chance of victory in this great catastrophe.

However, if everyone can shoulder a shoulder and contribute, the pressure on Di Chen will naturally be reduced.

Everyone has to fight together to win!

After solving the hidden danger of Emperor Truth's corpse, Givenchy looked at several directions in the universe and asked via voice transmission: "Are you ready?"

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Wrapped in the rules of space, the Divine Realm of Destiny is like a suspended island flying along the tributaries of the Santu River to the northern universe.

The hundreds of billions of monks under the Destiny Temple did not go to the God Realm, but all gathered here. On the Holy Mountain, the Twelve Palaces, at the foot of the mountain, and in the major cities, battle flags covered the sky and the sun, and there were huge crowds of people.

The palace masters of each palace, the venerables of the Adjudication Department and the Tianming Department, Que, Xuetu, Qing Feiwei, Haishangming Palace, Yan Ju... and other powerful people of the new generation are all among them.

Fengtian stood outside the temple on the Destiny Mountain, wearing a white divine crown and the majesty of the temple master. He responded to Givenchy in the calmest tone: "The monks under the Destiny Temple have assembled and are on standby. They have entered the northern universe."

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Another tributary of Santu River.

The Seven Great Masters, the Xuangu Nine-Eyed Dragon God, the Master of the Temple of Death, the Old Lady Hu Zhang... and other giants of the divine realm, drove the Tiannan Life and Death Ruins and the Time Death Tree on their way as fast as they could.

Behind them was an endless march of the dead army.

There are gods, and there is the underworld in the world of gods. There are gods, and there is a planet with a throne suspended above the head. There is a great sage, who is moving the planet.

The entire dead race is marching in a hurry.

The seven adults issued a death order, and the entire clan must arrive in the northern universe within half a day. Even if they burn their longevity and blood, they must arrive within the specified time.

"Ancestor, please rest assured, the dead will never miss the opportunity to fight."

The Seven Masters responded to Givenchy's heart with spiritual power.

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"The five elements are observed!"

Zhenyuan stepped out of the tributary of the Santu River in one step, exuding a divine glow and having the aura of becoming an immortal.

Behind him, a majestic sacred mountain slowly moved out of the space.

It is the Wanshou Sacred Mountain where the Five Elements Temple is located.

The Wanshou Sacred Mountain is shaped like a furnace, with five colors and dense clouds and smoke, dyeing the surrounding star field into five colors.

Under the urging of all the monks of the Five Elements Temple, the light of the Wanshou Mountain surged a thousand times. The Five Elements Rules in the universe immediately became active, flowing into the tributaries of the Santu River, and along the Santu River, converging towards the northern universe.

Zhenyuan has already made an agreement with Ji Fanxin to use the power of the Five Elements to push Di Chen's cultivation to a consistent peak.

Di Chen wanted to sacrifice himself and fulfill the world.

However, Zhenyuan wanted to tell Di Chen that there were many people in the world who were willing to sacrifice themselves to fulfill him.

Sometimes, Di Chen has the final say and everyone in the world has the final say.

Taoist boy Qingfeng was very worried and said in a low voice: "Master, we moved the Five Elements Temple, and the Quanguan monks came to the northern universe to participate in the decisive battle of the ancestors. If the temple master knew about it, he would definitely not follow it and thought that we were leading the Five Elements Temple to destruction.

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"It doesn't matter, the temple owner may not be able to come back alive." Taoist Mingyue put her hands on her hips and said nonchalantly.

Great Master Zhenyuan smiled: "That makes sense."

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"Boom!"

The space near a tributary of the Santu River was torn apart by blood-red clouds, revealing a corner of the wing-shaped world.

Not long after, the world of ten wings appeared together, which was extremely shocking, like a bloody bat that could swallow the sea of ​​stars.

The Ice King stands on the top of the Immortal City in the center of the Ten-Wing World, with a tall and tall figure, a handsome and noble face, and a jade crown on his head.

After refining the divine source of the ancestor hidden in the corpse, he has broken through to the semi-ancestral level.

He said: "The monks above the Holy Realm of the Immortal Vampire Clan have gone to conquer the God Realm. Most of the clansmen below the Holy Realm are here, ready for orders at any time."

Hearing this, Xiao Hei's face changed slightly.

Ancestor-level decisive battle, what are the people under the holy realm doing?

The power of all living beings?

This little power will not help the battle situation.

Xiao Hei guessed what the Undead Vampires were going to do, and silently flew to the Ten-Wing World and came to the Ice King. He didn't say anything, but stood there firmly.

This is an unwinnable war!

However, even if a moth flies into a flame, no matter how high the price is, we must continue to fight.

Because there is no other choice!

The Ice Emperor glanced at him and moved his lips. In the end, he did not persuade him and continued to stare at the place where Di Chen's blood energy gushed out.

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"Wow!"

Zen Bing, Zen Master Yanshu, and the stunning Zen girl, drove the Luo River, rushed out of the Santu River tributary, and arrived in this star field.

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In the realm of gods, there is no end to the mountains.

"Tianmu, Shi Ji, you two are just here to die, why bother bringing those ants with you?" Master Murong's voice was loud and could be heard far away.

There was a lot of scolding among the mountains.

"Old Murong, today I must let you see what the anger of all living beings is!" was the voice of the Xuejue clan leader.

He broke through the blue clouds and mist by relying on the thirty-two pairs of ancestor blood wings wrapped by the ancestors, so the sound was very close to the wasteland on the top of the mountain.

Relying on the blood energy contained in the thirty-two pairs of ancestral blood wings, the leader of the Blood Jue clan forcibly broke through the bottleneck of the half-ancestor.

This is the confidence that he dares to kill the mountains of Tianshiwuzu alone!

How could this unparalleled honor of being "first to the top" be robbed by an old dog?

"What happened to the ants? The army of ants is killing their ancestors today."

The voice of the ancient god Panyuan reaches the mountains of Heaven.

"Kill into the wasteland and cut into pieces the old man Murong! Devour his blood, eat his flesh, swallow his soul, and leave his bones to me! Do you hear that, monks from the immortal blood clan, Rakshasa clan, and ghost clan? Leave your bones to me!"

Minggu was very excited and followed closely behind Tianmu, for fear of being called a coward again.

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Master Murong's face was very gloomy. He felt that these half-ancestors of the current generation had no respect for the ancestors at all. He said: "Looking for death, a group of ordinary people who don't know the heights of the sky. Do they really think they can survive by participating in the ancestor-level battle? Let them climb to the top to avoid embarrassment.

Kong Qianliu sacrifices them."

Floating Qianliu are thousands of rivers suspended over the wasteland.

Some are as wide as a hundred miles, and some are as wide as a thousand miles. They are the strongest means deployed by the ancestors of time and space here.

Even the Second Confucian Patriarch lamented that even if he broke in with his spiritual attainments, he might not be able to escape unscathed.

"Time has changed, I'll get there first! I'll leave this to you!"

Lord Murong turned around and headed towards the main altar. Only with the help of the power of the main altar could he enter the time tributary where the Sword Realm Star Territory is located as quickly as possible.

Suddenly, Lord Murong noticed something.

Look down at the monks from the Divine Meteor Tribe wearing silver robes.

These monks from the Meteor Clan, with their entire bodies hidden in silver robes, moved to the edge of the wilderness at extremely high speeds to block the army of all races from all walks of life climbing the mountain.

"Someone sneaked in!"

Master Murong became alert and used his mental power to investigate.

However, the opponent's cultivation level is extremely high, and he is a being above the immortal. His secrets are concealed, and he carries treasures that can counter the calculations of the ancestors.

Give him a few hours and he will definitely be able to find it.

"Forget it, based on their cultivation, even if they self-destruct the divine source, they can't even hope to break through the defense around the main altar."

Master Murong sent a message to the remains of Emperor Xuan to remind him, then rushed into the swirling clouds and mist below the main altar, and went to the river of time.

In the wilderness, a man from the Shenyun Tribe wearing a silver robe looked at the main altar in the distance.

"Have you been noticed?"

Chi Kunlun's body is as tiny as dust, hiding in the divine sea of ​​this man from the Shenyu Clan. He is one of the billions of particles in this man's body.

Even if the ancestor's mental power and thoughts were endless, it would be difficult to find him among the countless particles.
To be continued...