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Looking closely, the five chaotic avenues rise alternately to build a balanced state, which is actually unstable, and will disappear every time it lasts.

This scene has happened countless times in the past millions of years.

Xiao Ye was not discouraged, she emptied everything and was still trying.

In the sixth floor of the Tower of Time, he sat like a rock, and the years of his body became more intense.

In an instant, another ten thousand years passed.

"Is it still not working?"

Xiao Ye opened his eyes, and there was a trace of helplessness on his face.

Ever since he fully comprehended Level 3 of Eternal Life, he went all out and wanted to make a joint, break through barriers, and step into a new realm.

But this is a process full of hardships, unable to speak and teach, and even less able to copy the achievements of the predecessors, not to mention the need to join forces to achieve the infinitely high God.

Only by relying on oneself, in the darkness, embarking on a path that belongs to oneself can sublimation and transformation.

Xiao Ye has the Tower of Time in his hand and has a huge advantage in time.

But after so many years, he has settled down in the years. Although he has accumulated some insights, he still hasn't found his own'way'.

"It's no wonder that after so many years and countless born souls, Mingming Avenue has enough enlightenment, but it's just that it is impossible to join together.

"Even the elder brother Sunni who escaped in the past was only touched, and finally achieved the infinitely high God. I want to make a breakthrough, it is naturally not easy."

Xiao Ye secretly said.

"The fight between the Permian battlefields has ushered in the last ten thousand years..."

Feeling the passage of time, Xiao Ye got up directly and flicked away, leaving the Tower of Time and stepping out of his closed palace.

Now that he is trapped in the last step, unable to join together, he must find the 'way' that suits him.

Otherwise, it would be useless even if it was closed for hundreds of millions of years.

"All the nineteen brothers have already passed the gate?"

It just appeared in the outside world, Xiao Ye's eyes swept across the top of the nineteen peaks, and suddenly a different color appeared.

At this moment, he could clearly perceive that the nineteen anti-celestial mid-level Taoist gods did not retreat, but sat in the palace, released the **** order will, and firmly enveloped the base camp.

At the same time, this chaotic **** star is also a scene of turbulence and wind and cranes.

"Brother Xiao Ye has gone out?"

The ancient **** disciples such as Mu Ze and Wu Tao who were patrolling were greeted one after another.

Xiao Ye closed his doors completely this time, and the outside world has passed 50,000 years.

This is the first time the opponent has taken the initiative to show up.

"what!"

"Luo Kui of the Wing God Group, has gathered all the Wing God disciples in the battlefield?"

Xiao Ye got together with this group of ancient disciples, and was shocked to hear them talk about the changes in the Battlefield of the Permian over the years.

Over the years, he has been concentrating on cultivation, and he really does not know the movements of the outside world.

"Now Luo Kui has become a force. Over the years, he has exploded and almost blood-washed most of the Permian battlefield."

"Now the entire battlefield, the number of remaining souls is less than one million, and almost only the disciples of the two top innate gods, Taishen and Bodhidharma, are left."

"However, they were also affected and suffered heavy losses..."

Wu Tao spoke immediately.

Although the ancient **** groups have not been affected much in recent years, anyone can expect that this is just a prelude to the storm.

"Is the situation so tense to this point?" Xiao Ye was in a heavy mood.

No wonder Feng Ruoye's ancient disciples are no longer closed, but they have released the god-level will and are guarding the base camp.

At this moment--

Rumble!

There was a divine light surging on the sky dome, guarding the Dao Shen formation near this chaotic divine star, trembling violently, inspiring a Dao pattern.

This is a great array of Taoist gods guarding this **** star, which was inspired by the attack.

"not good!"

At this moment, all the ancient **** disciples on this chaotic **** star changed their expressions and looked up to the sky.

Bang Bang Bang!

I saw that after the tremors, the Dao God array blew up one after another, causing the Dao God Array that enveloped the sky to be torn a gap, a ray of divine light, pouring out of it.

Whoo!

I saw ten creatures and forcibly leaned in.

These creatures all have the wing **** lineage, but they are not powerful in the Battlefield of the Permian, and even Wu Tao and Mu Ze are not comparable.

They urged powerful Dao artifacts and tore a gap between Dao and God arrays, so they broke into the base camp of the ancient **** group in a grand manner.

"Grandpa's grandchildren, grandpa, I'm here again!"

The ten wing **** disciples laughed arrogantly, verbally abused, and the words were unpleasant.

"Mad, here again!"

In this scene, the ancient **** disciples on Chaos Divine Star all jumped their foreheads with green muscles, clenched their fists, and their faces turned blue.

Obviously, this has happened more than once, but they are trying to restrain their inner anger.

"Haha, the ancient **** disciple of the chaotic world is really getting worse!"

"I don't even have the guts to fight back, are you still trying to fight our brother Luo Kui?

Seeing the silence of these ancient disciples, the ten wing disciples suddenly insulted even more.

"Brother Xiao Ye, although the wing **** group has not yet come to conquer us, Luo Kui often sends some weak disciples to harass and insult us."

"But Brother Feng Ruoye, they didn't let me wait for rashness. In these years, at least 5,000 brothers and brothers were angry, but left here..."

Seeing Xiao Ye's brow furrowed, Mu Ze explained bitterly.

"In this way, divide us ancient disciples?"

Xiao Ye Wenyan's face appeared a bit angry.

The strength of these ten wing **** disciples is too ordinary, and even Mu Ze and Wu Tao are incomparable. It is humiliating to be so abused by them.

If this continues, it will not only split the hearts of the people, but also hit the morale too much. When the disciples of the wing **** are killed in a big way, how can they fight against it?

"Humph!"

"Brother Feng Ruoye, they may be afraid of Luo Kui, but I won't!"

Xiao Ye was about to vacate and rush up, but there was a god-level will shrouded in.

"Brother Xiao Ye!"

"Do you think we don't want to fight back? It's just that Luo Kui is very likely to have broken through to the higher Taoist realm, no matter what means he uses, as long as he doesn't hurt our ancient **** disciples, he can bear it."

"We will bear a day, and the possibility of living out of the Permian battlefield will be one point bigger."

Feng Ruoye's cold voice shouted, echoing in Xiao Ye's ear.

"what!"

Xiao Ye heard his expression frozen.

It is rumored that Luo Kui practiced close to a Permian, and its strength is undoubtedly, once it breaks through, it is definitely more powerful than the "Shi Jian" existence of the Taishen group, and it is simply unable to contend.

It is no wonder that in recent years, the wing **** group can be so strong, even if the wind has been subjected to insults, they are not willing to move.

"Ok?"

"There are such female creatures among the disciples of the ancient gods, which is not bad, it is better to follow me."

Suddenly, a disciple of Yishen stared at Youlan next to Xiao Ye, and the wicked evil man's eyes glowed.

(The second one is coming!)