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God Que.

Whoo!

A whole body of frosted creatures traversed the sky.

They are the disciples of the ice **** group.

From a glance, most of this group of disciples have painted their colors, their bodies are damaged, and their breath is weak.

"That group of disciples of ancient gods and clan groups is really difficult to deal with, and the strength of several of them, I'm afraid they have already approached the median Tao Realm indefinitely!"

At this moment, the disciples of the branch of the ice **** group are all in a state of fear.

In the chaotic world, the ancient gods are declining, but the horror of the lineage they inherited is beyond doubt.

Their 50,000 ice **** branch disciples met with less than a thousand ancient **** branch disciples on a narrow road, and killed for a long time. Although they also caused some damage to the other party, their losses were even more heavy. Now the number has dropped to less than four. Ten thousand.

They haven't gotten into the gods yet, faced with such a heavy loss, they simply stopped fighting and pulled back.

The disciples of the branch of the ancient **** group also stopped.

"Brother Sis and Van Keluo, should I catch Xiao Ye of the Great Qin Kingdom?"

"I have felt the violent battle fluctuations before, right in front!"

Among the group of disciples of the Ice God, a figure with a great shore, skin like snow, and God's intimidating creatures stepped out of the air, and the vast Divine Order will spread out in an instant.

He is Dan Ye who has stepped out from the real kingdom of God.

As one of the top fighting forces of this group of disciples of the Ice God, in that fight, he was not depleted, and his physique was wounded.

With the passage of time, he seemed to perceive something, his expression suddenly changed, and the whole person teleported out to hundreds of millions of kilometers away.

This space is filled with the tragic atmosphere of the post-war period. From a glance, it can be seen that scattered divine blood is scattered here, and the divinity has long been lost.

"They, fell?"

"What exactly is going on!"

Dan Ye's eyes swept through these divine blood, and he noticed a familiar breath from it. He was suddenly struck by lightning, and his face was unbelievable.

Sith, Wankolo, and the same **** of ice, he knew the strength of the two, and sent them to deal with it. One of them, Xiao Ye, who walked out of Galo's forbidden sky, was absolutely stable.

As a result, the two have fallen here?

"Did there be any other disciples of the ancient **** group, did you shoot?"

"Damn, don't let me touch this kid!"

At this moment, Dan Ye's eyes were extremely cold, and a monstrous murderous intention broke out on him.

They were fighting with the ancient gods, and the casualties were heavy.

As a result, even the murderer, who led to the destruction of the True Kingdom of the True God, not only did not catch, but also let his two fellow disciples fall, how could he not be angry?

And this account was naturally counted on Xiao Ye's head by him.

at the same time.

Deep in the space of God's Que, a black-haired, black-haired human man is flying. He is not Xiao Ye, but a chaotic spirit.

Ever since Xiao Ye killed Sith and Wankolo, he urged the Chaos spirit to stay away and explored the gods.

At this moment, in the small chaotic world inside the Chaos Soul, Xiao Ye's deity sat in it and was checking the loot.

"It seems that the ice **** is far from the ancient god."

"The net worth of these two disciples of the Ice God is a bit shabby." Xiao Ye looked at the pile of Shenbao in front of him and shook his head suddenly.

These magical treasures have strict requirements for bloodlines, and there are very few that can be used by him.

Even the two Taoist artifacts, which contain the blood **** blood, are difficult to urge.

"But for the time being, maybe it will come in handy in the future."

Xiao Ye thought so far, put away these treasures, and then the body shook, and then leaves of different colors flew out, surrounding it, and every piece sounded the sound of the road.

These, awesomely, are the leaves of the channel of the gods.

"There are probably more than a hundred pieces of magical powers carried on the tablets, and descendants of ancient gods can be cultivated..." Xiao Ye was quickly selected and researched quite eagerly.

"These supernatural powers are much different from Chi Ming Gu Jian..."

Soon, Xiao Ye smiled bitterly.

There are many treasures among the gods, the most top of which are disciples of descendants of innate gods and spirits.

Obviously, these **** channel leaves are not in this list.

"However, the skill is not crushing, even if it is not useful for the deity, but it can enhance the strength of the Chaos Soul."

Xiao Ye secretly said.

The chaotic spirit he obtained was fragmented, and his limited strength could be exerted. The Taoist supernatural powers learned from Chiming Ancient Book had too much load on the chaotic spirit.

For example, when Chaos Soul fought against Sith and Vanke, the Dao Divine Power he infused quickly ran out.

And a little 'low level' magical power is very suitable.

As long as his deity is cultivated, then naturally can control the Chaos Soul to display.

Uh!

At the moment, Xiao Ye stood up and rushed into the sixth floor of the Tower of Time to practice.

Rumble!

In an instant, in the tower of time, it seemed that there were gods and gods chanting gods and gods.

With Xiao Ye deducing the metamorphic speed of supernatural powers, coupled with the seven-star-level ancient supernatural bloodlines, the cultivation of these supernatural powers progressed rapidly.

Even after being tortured by Chi Ming Gu Jian over the years, he felt quite easy to practice these magical powers.

At the same time, he also divided a Divine Order will, constantly exploring the movements of the outside world.

I have to say that this **** is too vast.

Since Xiao Ye acted alone, in the next fifty years, he has never met the disciples of the four major ethnic groups.

Even, no danger was encountered.

Openness and silence are the main theme of these fifty years.

He controlled the chaotic spirit, like a lonely walker, wandering in this mysterious god, gradually lost his direction.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Xiao Ye sitting in the body of the chaotic spirit, raised his eyebrows, and the god-order will he released released a trace of Dao Ming in front of him.

"I finally found something!"

Xiao Ye was quite excited. In the next moment, he concealed his breath. He dared not investigate with the will of the **** order, but controlled the chaotic spirit to advance quietly.

As he drew closer, the sound of the roar became more and more fierce, like the thunder of hundreds of millions of chaos, and the terrible fighting sound became a piece.

"If I am not wrong, there should be descendants of Wing God in front!"

Xiao Ye noticed that a terrible breath of blood permeated, and even spread into the body of the chaotic spirit, and suddenly made him look dignified.

Winged God is also a top congenital deity, and its inherited lineage is also terrible.

In addition, there are as many as 5,000 disciples from the branch of the wing **** who entered the **** queue this time. He is alone, and if he encounters it, his danger is undoubted.

"However, for the descendants of Wing God to fight so fiercely, there must be treasure in front!"

After hesitating for a while, Xiao Ye made a decision.

Where there is danger in the gods, there are treasures.

At the next moment, he controlled the chaotic spirit to rush towards the front.

As he approached, the fighting in front of him became more and more fierce. Xiao Ye, through the chaotic spirit, occasionally saw the blood of the chaotic light splashing up.

"That is"

Xiao Ye looked forward, his eyes widened suddenly, his face full of shock.

(As the New Year is approaching, there are more things, the update is a bit late, sorry!)