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The opening time of the Permian battlefield was not more than half, so many creatures fell, and experienced a melee battle against the mid-level Taoist gods, so that the Permian battlefield finally ushered in a relatively peaceful period.

It's as if an agreement has been reached.

The disciples of the ancient gods, wing gods, Taishen, and Bodhidharma lurked, as if to draw strength in the years, restore the wear and tear, and prepare for the next battle.

In particular, in the fierce battle between the gods and gods in the mid-level position, Luo Kui, a disciple of the wing gods, who showed great power, was even more eye-catching.

With Luo Kui's character, he was forced to stop and retreat during the melee, and he would definitely not give up.

But what is striking is that in the following years, Luo Kui almost disappeared, and no follow-up action.

For a time, there were divergent opinions about Luo Kui's movements.

Permian battlefield.

On a not huge chaotic **** star, there are creatures everywhere.

From a glance, it can be seen that a tower of Dao God Array stands near the Divine Star, and the flowing patterns are intertwined, and there is a haze of chaos surging, turning into a heavy Dao God Array, which envelopes this Divine Star. Airtight.

Through these Taoist formations, it can be seen that this **** star is very different in the Permian battlefield, full of vitality, and purple divine lights are scrolling everywhere.

And on top of Chaos Divine Star, there are buildings and pavilions in groups, which have the breath of ancient **** blood, and the roar of the road continues to spread.

In no time, you can see the creatures with ancient **** blood line passing by and patrolling.

This chaotic **** star is the ancient **** group, the base camp in the Permian battlefield.

In these years, with Xiao Ye and other inferior-level median gods, raising the banner of the ancient **** group, it indeed summoned many ancient **** disciples to come.

Today, about 50,000 ancient disciples are stationed on this chaotic **** star.

This is almost the same, since the opening of the Permian battlefield, all the surviving ancient disciples have survived.

Faced with unprecedented pressure, these ancient disciples put down their hatred, and the descendants and branch disciples got along well, and defended this chaotic **** star like an iron plate.

"It's finally over, the days of hiding from Tibet."

"Since our ancient gods and tribes have established a stronghold in the Permian battlefield, the strong men of other tribes have not dared to offend. Brother Xiao Ye, they can defeat the strongmen from all walks of life. On the battlefield, it's possible to leave alive."

On Shenxing, a group of ancient disciples passed by, talking to each other while patrolling.

Looking around, Mu Ze, Wu Tao, Youlan, Han Dong and others were all on the list, all with emotions on their faces.

In the past, 10,000 ancient disciples, including them, were imprisoned, and life was better than death.

Fortunately, with the help of Xiao Ye, he came out of trouble and is now in the base camp. He has recovered from these years and lived very calmly. Compared with the past escape career, it is like heaven, and he never has to worry too much.

With their strength, they can live to the present on the battlefield of the Permian, like a dream.

"However, it can't be too careless."

"Don't you find that Brother Xiao Ye, Brother Feng Ruoye and Brother Mo Cha, have been under great pressure these years?"

Suddenly, Wu Tao's unremarkable expression opened his mouth and made everyone's heart jump. His eyes couldn't help but look away.

On this chaotic **** star, there are twenty peaks rising from the ground, towering into the sky, like twenty pillars of sky-high sky.

And on top of these peaks, each has a palace, and in each palace, there is an anti-celestial median Taoist **** retreating in it.

After the establishment of the base camp of the ancient deities, Xiao Ye and 20 other mid-level Taoist gods were unable to retreat in these palaces. They practiced day and night and did not show up once.

In such behavior, it clearly revealed a strong pressure.

"I don't know, Brother Xiao Ye, how high is it now..." The slender and beautiful, ethereal and fairy girl Yulan whispered to herself, gazing at one of the peaks.

The mountain is in the middle, and the palace on the top of the mountain looks different. There is no breath or magical power. It looks like no one.

This, although weird, the ancient disciple on this chaotic **** star, but he did not dare to freely release the **** order will be explored.

Because at the gate of this palace, there was a Zhenhao Chaos body trained to level 3 by Xiao Ye who was protecting the law, forbidding others to approach.

Naturally, other disciples of ancient gods did not know that Xiao Ye was using the tower of time to comprehend the Avenue of Gods and prepare for the achievement of the infinitely high God.

Years are long, time is like running water.

In the blink of an eye, the time of the Permian battlefield passed another 30,000 years.

The fight between the Permian battlefields really came to an end, and the blood-red universe appeared turbulent.

While the top congenital deities and disciples were still standing still, the other congenital deities and disciples started fighting again, and many creatures have fallen in these years.

In the depths of the Permian battlefield, a **** tree stood in the universe.

The tree was vigorous, and the leaves of the tree were crystal clear and shaking, and it was shaking like a roll of the scroll, turning down and falling, and falling down a road of divine light, so that everything around it looked incredibly hazy.

If anyone is here, they will be surprised.

Because this **** tree was actually broken out of a spirit body!

This living creature exudes immortal divine light, and its body is like an endless black hole. It is Luo Kui who has disappeared from the Permian battlefield in these years.

This **** tree broke out of his **** body, like a carrier for his cultivation. The leaves shook, and it was like a cross of the Permian in an instant, and he was proved his way and fruit.

Luo Kui's body is like a rock, always motionless, so sit for tens of thousands of years, the sound of the four chaotic avenues roaring, seems to have passed across thousands of centuries, echoing alternately beside him, as if facing some kind of Metamorphosis makes the gods and demons tremble.

Buzz!

At one moment, this transformation failed after all, the roar of the avenue disappeared directly, and the **** tree was shaking, turning into countless light spots, rushing into Luo Kui's body, causing some inexplicable change in his breath.

Uh!

At the same time, Luo Kui opened his eyes and saw the blazing divine light, which pierced the Tianyu and caused numerous cracks in the blood-red universe.

"I'm about to be respected, the Battlefield of the Permian." Luo Kui's face appeared a smile of evil charm.

"However, all the disciples of ancient gods are now in one place, and our winged gods can't be left behind!"

At the next moment, Luo Kui got up and looked far away.

"Among the disciples who went to the battlefield, there are also some anti-heaven-level median gods who refused to join me. It seems that I have to walk by myself, so as not to be silent for too long, so that the humble creatures think they can See my Luo Kui's joke."

Luo Kui smiled coldly, stepped across, and disappeared directly into place.

(The third one is coming!)