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This altar is very extraordinary.

The five Chaos Divine Sons who entered the ruins, and only the Divine Divine Son stepped on, Xiao Ye would not carelessly.

At this moment, every inch of the bones of the Eastern Mongolian **** bone in his body were trembling, like a large dragon roaring, rushing towards the **** pattern, trying to tear it apart.

But at the next moment, Xiao Ye's face changed suddenly, feeling like he was hitting the air with a punch, without any stress.

The reason.

It is this divine pattern, but the product of the demise of the innate gods. It is not aggression at all, but contains only a spiritual force, which is affecting Xiao Ye.

Wow!

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ye only felt that his mind was impregnated by that kind of spiritual power, as if he had reversed time and saw the three figures before the endless years.

They are the incarnations of the avenue, and they have experienced endless years of change, condensing the endless atmosphere of the nether world.

They stood at the end of reincarnation, and each statue was like the Lord of the Earth, making the endless time and space rumbling and ripping open.

That kind of breath, that kind of power, indescribable, is simply the **** of darkness among the innate gods!

Only these three gods of meditation, but hiding in a ruin, shivering.

Soon, a middle-aged man with black hair, broke in.

Although he is a humanoid, this is not his body.

This middle-aged man, with sharp eyes and terrifying eyes, can cut off the Chaos Avenue, just standing there, it becomes the center of the entire chaotic world, overlooking the three gods.

He didn't do it, he just spit out the ancient language, just like the most terrible curse in the chaos, interpreting the strongest mystery in the chaos, so that the three gods of meditation shook, like a mortal being cut with a knife and axe. Unable to resist.

Their inborn gods were fragmented, their origins were crushed, and their torsoes were continually dissipated, and their withered torsoes were also turned into a huge altar.

This picture came to an abrupt stop here.

Xiao Ye shuddered, and broke away from that kind of mental power, his face became very pale.

What he saw just now was that corner of the past, but it was too real.

Especially the middle-aged man with black hair made him feel upset and difficult to calm down.

Just spit out ancient language, and wiped out the three gods?

This method is unheard of!

Whether it is candlelight, or Yi sickle, there is no such ability!

"Is that a master?" Xiao Ye was shocked at this point.

dominate.

It is definitely the most respected title in the entire chaotic world.

But for a long time, Xiao Ye only heard his name, but no real person.

Not to mention the dominance of the ancient gods that had undergone major changes, even the dominance of other innate gods and spirit groups did not appear in the alternating impact of the Permian.

Xiao Ye didn't even know why.

"It turns out that this altar was formed by the refining of the three gods of darkness."

"Fortunately, their source has already escaped, otherwise, with my strength, they will be shocked to death once they get close!"

Xiao Ye calmed his mood and looked down.

The **** pattern rising from this huge altar, with empty spiritual power, could not stop him at all.

Whoo!

At the moment, Xiao Ye swooped toward the altar.

Xiao Ye was too lazy to discern these chaotic treasures. The powerful divine power rolled and spread out directly. Pieces of chaotic treasures were rolled up and flew towards his **** body.

"This guy really thinks the treasure here is so easy to take away?"

"If that is the case, where else can he get a turn?"

Luoshen Shenzi did not leave, but retreated to a distance.

When he saw Xiao Ye unraveling, he immediately sneered coldly, looking away at the great shore figure sitting in the center of the altar, unable to resist the envy.

The same is the chaotic **** son in the sky of Nan Ting.

Although there is a gap between him and the Divine Son, it is not too big.

But with the appearance of this altar, the Divine Son became the biggest beneficiary.

The baptism of the altar is an indescribable process that enhances the strength of the other party.

The most direct embodiment.

It was not long ago that he and the Golden Horn Divine Son found this altar, but they were approached and were repelled by the Divine Divine Son!

And now, the other party's baptism is at the end!

"Xiao! Ye!"

"Stained fingers belong to the treasures of this deity, are you afraid to take them out with no life?"

At this moment, the immortal God Son, who was sitting still, suddenly opened his eyes, and the blazing eyes turned the void into a substantive attack, shooting towards Xiao Ye.

Uh!

Xiao Ye flickered, easily avoided, frowning and looking up at the God of God.

Although this is the first time he saw the **** of the **** of darkness, but his true haunted chaotic body had once been against each other.

Therefore, he has a certain understanding of the strength of the goddess.

And now.

He could clearly perceive that there is some kind of mysterious gas machine flowing in the body of the **** of the **** of meditation, which has obtained huge benefits.

Just like in a short period of time, forcibly absorbed a large amount of spirit motherhood, even the source is much stronger.

"He led me here, was he trying to escape from the difficulties with the hand of the **** of deity?" Xiao Ye glanced at the **** of Luoshen in the distance.

boom!

At this moment, heaven and earth were trembling, and I saw the goddess of the **** of thunder bursting out like a dream light, which had already killed Xiao Ye.

When he first came to this relic world, he was scolded by Xiao Ye's Zhenhao Chaos, but he could only retreat with resentment.

Now, his strength has soared, and it coincides with Xiao Ye sweeping the chaotic treasures here, will he let it go?

Xiao Ye snorted coldly, not afraid of fear, flesh and blood mingled together, and was contending.

Boom!

The two figures intertwined, the light overflowed, and then each retreated back.

"So strong!"

"His **** body, I'm afraid it is comparable to that of Wuhelian!"

Xiao Ye was shocked out of the altar.

Uhlian, but the top chaos **** son.

The **** of meditation can only be regarded as medium.

In the tens of billions of years since the arrival of the New Territories, the strength of the opponent has improved, but it is definitely not so exaggerated.

Obviously, it was caused by the baptism of the altar.

"The three main groups are already one of the forces of chaos."

"Whether it is the super divine beast candlelight, or the ancient **** Yi sickle, it is necessary to abide by the rules of the innate gods and spirits. It is impossible to protect you without a bottom line as it was then."

"Today, the Divine Son will slaughter you!"

The God of Nether God has a high fighting spirit, and the whole body is undulating. There are as many as twenty, and the nether breath that is driven is rolling towards Xiao Ye.

In an instant, countless monuments appeared around Xiao Ye, and surrounded him, the scene was amazing.

These stone tablets, one after another, like the tombstones of ancient gods, are really huge, and are still skyrocketing.

"I really think that with some chance, Xiaomou can be slaughtered? I'm afraid I will disappoint you!"

Xiao Ye has a fighting intention to rise, and directly overbears.

(The second one is coming!)

(Thank you for "Tian Ruo/ka You Qing" in 1888. Thank you so much!)