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The 100,000-year battle between the Permian battlefields came to an end.

During these years, under the leadership of Luo Kui, the wing **** group clan almost blood-washed most of the battlefield. I don't know how many creatures were killed, making the battlefield depressed.

But in these few days, the imposing wing **** group clan suddenly stopped the expedition.

Among the disciples of Wing God, all the ways against the mid-level Taoist gods returned and gathered together, which caused the turmoil in the Battlefield of the Permian to subside a lot.

But before the threatened disciples of Taishen and Bodhidharma relaxed, a news came out.

Wing God Group is preparing for battle, it is very likely to expedite the ancient God Group!

This news, like a storm, swept the Permian battlefield, making the atmosphere in the battlefield universe tense again.

Although the wing **** group has not conquered the ancient **** group in recent years, everyone knows that this is only a matter of time.

For example, in these years, Luo Kui sent weak disciple disciple disciples more than once to go to the base camp of the ancient gods and clan groups. Because of the forbearance of the gods such as Feng Ruoye, who was against the heavenly median god, many disciples of ancient gods have succeeded. Run away.

Now these two behemoths are finally going to have a formal confrontation!

Located in the adjacent area where the ancient **** disciples and wing **** disciples were stationed, the turbulent, surviving creatures in the battlefield all fled quickly, fearing that they would be affected by the conscription.

"The ancient **** group, including the nineteen devil-level median gods including Xiao Ye, all stood on the united front. They led as many as 40,000 ancient **** disciples. Clan war."

"Ten thousands of years ago, Luo Kui was forced to retreat because of the situation, and now this scene will not be re-enacted!"

"After this battle, I am afraid that there will be no more ancient disciples in the Battlefield of the Permian."

The news about this battle seems to have spread its wings and spread all over the battlefield, arousing the feelings of all the remaining creatures.

Over the years, the winged gods have continuously washed the Permian battlefield.

Although Luo Kui's shots are numbered, the news about the breakthrough of the opponent's state and achievement of the higher Dao God has already been confirmed. Otherwise, why can the wing **** group be so strong?

In the history of the Chaos world, the examples of breaking through to the higher Taoist realm at the nodes where the dynasties battled for 100,000 years were very rare.

But once it appears, it means that there will be great turmoil, and the group of the breakthrough Taoist God will become the biggest winner.

Luo Kui did it now.

This is the blessing of the wing **** group, and it is also the sorrow of the spirits of every way in the reincarnation of the forbidden sky.

In the eyes of many creatures, the ancient **** bloodline is indeed terrible, but encountering Luo Kui is destined to face an inevitable catastrophe.

Time passed slowly, and it was another ten years later.

boom!

On this day, a blood-red universe, a huge white jade square across the universe, cast a large shadow on the ruins.

From a glance, the square can be seen with enough figure, a venerable creature with wing **** lineage, like a group of **** demon gods, going to the battlefield to fight.

"It is the wing **** group!"

"The war will start!"

When I saw this white jade square, the entire Permian battlefield was suddenly noisy, there were exclamations everywhere, and many creatures jumped in shock.

In the depths of the Permian battlefield, there are a group of forty thousand creatures sitting cross-legged in the blood-red universe.

They are the only remaining disciples of the ancient gods on the superimposed battlefield.

In front, it was Xiao Ye and others.

Nineteen Mosha, Fengruoye, etc., the anti-celestial mid-level Taoshen, have made decisions over the years, leaving the base camp one after another and sitting around Xiao Ye.

Since the situation is irreversible, it is better to gather forces and fight the wing **** group clan!

"They are coming!"

At the moment, Xiao Ye and others at the forefront suddenly changed their expressions and opened their eyes.

Whoo! Whoo!

Without the reminders of these gods of the mid-level Daoist God, the other ancient disciples also felt a little bit and got up quickly.

Looking around, I saw that the White Jade Square appeared in the line of sight, coming in the direction of their direction.

A kind of killing breath, and the world's supernatural power are like a storm, intertwined towards this side, and the blood-red universe was trembling, and countless space cracks filled up.

"A lot of strong people!"

At this moment, Mu Ze, Wu Tao and others were pale and felt suffocating pressure.

In the past few years, the Wing God group has continued to fight. Although the battle has been fruitful, it has also suffered great losses. However, there are still as many as 700,000 Wing God disciples gathered in this Baiyu Square.

The number of both parties is very different!

In addition to these seven hundred thousand wing **** sons, there are as many as twenty gods against the mid-level **** of heaven, and there is also a Luo Kui sitting.

This is almost a battle without hope!

"I wanted to keep your ancient gods and tribes until the end, but you don't seem to be willing to cherish the opportunity I gave."

"Should you say you have the courage, or should you say you are too foolish?"

In the middle of Baiyu Square, there is a car.

This is a Taoist artifact. There is a silver waterfall flowing, and the fallen heroes are colorful. There is a spirit sitting on it.

He is tall and radiates immortal divine light all over his body, and the sound of the character reveals supreme majesty, as if it contains the power to wipe out everything.

"Luo Kui!"

Xiao Ye's eyes condensed, quietly releasing the god-level will and extending to the past, but just approaching, as if engulfed by a black hole.

Tens of thousands of years ago, Xiao Ye was able to compete with each other without distinction.

But now, Luo Kui just sat quietly, revealing a momentum like the sea, and could not detect the depth.

It seems that the other party is indeed a breakthrough.

And the other party has settled for too long, and broke the limit of the median Dao God Realm. Now, once it is broken, it is more than the Shi Jian that he once killed.

"Xiao Ye."

At this moment, Luo Kui also noticed Xiao Ye and looked up.

"You are also a group of ancient gods. In this stacked age, the outstanding median **** was born. Are you going to restrain yourself and punish yourself in front of me, or are you going to be brutally killed?"

Luo Kui was speaking, the divine power moved for nine days, the words were rumbling, and the god-level will of many ancient disciples was shaking, as if they were about to be dispelled.

The Dao God, who is not strong enough, did not even dare to mention war in front of Luo Kui.

"Luo Kui, you take yourself too seriously, really think you can control everything?"

"If you want to fight, there is so much nonsense!" Xiao Yeli shouted.

"Bold!"

"Dare to offend our brother Luo Kui?"

On Baiyu Square, many disciples of wing gods were already tempting. At the moment, they were riots. Many creatures sacrificed Tao artifacts. Like a torrent, they approached the ancient disciples directly, and they slammed into millions of miles.

"War!"

Feng Ruoye and other inferior mid-level Taoist gods all looked icy and shouted together, all of which exploded in violent fighting intentions.

World War...

Erupted!

(The first is here!)