"Master Wu Zhuo!"

This group of innate gods paled in shock, and quickly rushed over to catch Wu Zhuo.

Two hundred and fifty thousand years.

Wu Zhuo replaced them, fighting against the alternate period of time for a full two hundred and fifty thousand years!

Although it really survived and didn't degenerate to the end of his body, he also suffered a nearly devastating blow.

Look carefully.

Wu Zhuo's strong physique was already broken, and it was beaten with many scars. There was almost no place to be intact, and every divine bone was shattered.

I don't know how many times Wuchou has used the Dao of Life, how many times he has used the resurrection from the dead, and the traces of the Dao of Life on the remains almost disappear, and it has caused a huge overdraft of the innate origin. The portrait can be blown down by a gust of wind.

"Master Wuzhuo, why are you doing this?"

These innate gods all trembled and burst into tears.

Wu Zhuo had broken into the Wudao restricted area several times, and could quickly recover his existence, but now he has fallen into this field. It is hard to imagine how much Wu Zhuo has endured before he has suffered.

Just to recover, I don't know how long it will take.

The resentment in their hearts is not there, and they have been completely influenced.

"It is my greatest long-cherished wish to make you survive."

Wu Zhuo smiled weakly.

He shot this time.

Only some hapless mid-level Taoists who lost their lives in the alternate Peripheral impacts were the smallest losses in recent years.

"Master Wu Zhuo, don't say much."

"I'll take you to heal your wounds!"

A wing **** stepped forward, carrying Wu Zhuo on his back, and the rest were clearing the way, galloping towards the distance.

With such a serious injury, the top congenital mixed treasure is useless, only to use the Dao of Life first to give Wu Zhuo vitality.

In the chaos, the ancestor gods who understood the avenue of life have almost disappeared, and they can only go to the shelter of some life gods.

Fortunately.

Although Chaos is declining, there are still a few life gods alive, and they know the coordinates.

just.

This group of gods didn't go far before they were forced to stop.

Because a young man with a dragon body suddenly appeared and blocked his way.

"Too! Dome!"

The two hundred innate gods and spirits are all breathing cold air.

During this period of time, they had been in secret contact with Taiqiong many times, and it was very clear that the other party's hatred of Wuchou had reached an endless state of death.

The current chaos has lost the seat of the strongest.

Wu Zhuo was hurt so badly again.

If Tai Qiong wants to make a move, no one can stop it!

"Mad, swear to protect Master Wuzhuo to the death. If Tai Qiong dares to make a move, we will fight him!"

Some of the gods with fierce tempers all took out the artifacts and rushed towards Taiqiong one after another.

No matter how selfish they are, they don't want too much to get rid of Wuchou.

It's just that they just approached and fell down.

The Qi radiating from Tai Qiong's body was like an abyss, and these gods couldn't bear it at all.

Tai Qiong didn't bother to look at them at all, but stared at Wu Zhuo indifferently.

"You leave, Taiqiong is here for me."

Wu Zhuo struggled to get up, his expression very calm.

He had anticipated this scene when he made the decision to replace all living beings against the alternate impacts of the Perian Period.

Compared to making enemies of heaven, the most terrifying thing is that the enemy takes the opportunity to attack.

This scene has come true.

"You are very calm, aren't you afraid of death?"

The two eyes met, Taiqiong said coldly.

"I'm naturally afraid, but the ones that should come will always come."

"If you insist on getting rid of me, I can only face it. I just hope that you can stop afterwards." Wu Zhuo replied.

Too Qiong was silent.

There are too many things in this companion who have been ignored by him.

Seeing each other with his own eyes, suffering for two hundred and fifty thousand years, protecting these congenital gods, he was also a little touched, and his mood was complicated.

"I don't like to owe favors to people, especially you."

"When you let me go, I wouldn't take the opportunity to kill you." After a long time, Tai Qiong said.

The words fall.

He was in the same breeze, dissipating away.

"gone?"

The innate gods who stood by and refused to leave were all stunned.

A person like Taiqiong is extremely conceited, and would not even listen to Cheng Wen and Cheng Yi's words, only respecting himself in his heart.

The decision made by the other party has never changed.

Now you are willing to let go of Wuchou?

This is very different from their impression of Taiqiong.

Gazing at the direction in which Taiqiong disappeared, Wu Zhuo was also slightly surprised, and immediately smiled, "It seems that it has really changed."

Under the **** of more than two hundred innate gods and spirits, Wu Zhuo successfully entered a land of life.

over there.

Wu Zhuo's vitality has been reshaped, and the traces of the Avenue of Life on his body have revived, leading to his wounds beginning to heal.

After billions of years.

Wu Zhuo finally recovered and walked out of the land of life.

The arrival of the Neogene has brought a bit of vitality to this declining chaos.

Compared with the previous Permian, the chaos of war has been greatly improved.

Only a handful of congenital gods are still in trouble, and their behavior is much more cautious, and no big murders have been brewing.

As for the more than two hundred innate gods, they have been guarding the neighborhood.

"Master Wuzhuo, it was me who went astray before, and I was fortunate to be sheltered by Master Wuzhuo, and then I woke up."

"In the future, I am willing to follow Master Wu Zhuo and recast Chaos and Prosperity!"

Seeing Wu Zhuo stepping forward, these innate gods all stepped forward, bowing and saluting, with great respect.

Several of them even expressed their views.

As long as Wu Zhuo gave an order, they would immediately take action to quell the war.

"No need."

"I believe they will also change."

In response, Wu Zhuo shook his head.

He doesn't need any followers, nor does he have the ambition to dominate the chaos, he is just focused on the Tao.

"Master Wuzhuo, do you want to continue?"

Hearing the meaning of Wu Zhuo's words, these innate gods were all shocked.

The handful of innate gods who are still in trouble, whether they are selfish or bewitched by the sky, are already a cancer of chaos.

Not only does Wu Zhuo not remove it, but also prevents these malignant tumors from reincarnation?

No matter how much persuasion, it is difficult to change the awkward decision.

He stepped forward and reached a secret place and began to meditate.

Although his injury has recovered, his strength is no longer at its peak, and he wants to continue to make enemies of heaven, which is very dangerous.

Fortunately, this period of time has only come soon.

time flies.

The situation in chaos is ups and downs.

The chaotic essence that permeated all domains was almost exhausted, and the chaotic treasures became scarce.

However, Wu Zhuo found some, and continued to melt into a divine fountain, using his own methods to shape Taobao and absorb it.

Calculating carefully, he has carried out this process seven times.

I don't know the years in my practice.

"it has started!"

Feeling that this period of time is about to end, Wu Zhuo got up and rushed to the depths of the vast void.

(The second one!)