The ancestor gods merged with the mark of the Great Dao and exploded with combat power far exceeding their own limits. These extreme methods were created by Xiao Ye.

Once in the hands of Cheng Wen brothers and sisters, it shines.

After that, the brothers and sisters gave up, because it would seriously overdraft themselves.

In the long years, although the ancestor gods have emerged in endlessly, they have also controlled this extreme method by observing the traces of the ancient battlefield.

right now.

In order to change the evolution of the Heavenly Dao, Wu Zhuo actually used it, and immediately merged with the brand of twenty avenues, which made people uneasy, because it was likely to pay the price of life.

There was a bang.

The withered witch clumsy, as if exhausted the last trace of strength, fell helplessly, the divine bones with cracks broke apart and turned into flying ashes, with only a trace of remnant thoughts floating.

As for the mark of the blending avenue, carrying the shameless faith, it has crashed into Tian's heart.

There is no light anymore, brighter than this.

There is nothing more glaring than this.

What kind of principle, what secret technique, will be overshadowed by this blow.

boom!

Shuosuo Leiguang, and the incarnation of the original avenue, were all penetrated, like dark clouds covering the sky, being torn apart.

Suddenly, the innate gods in the chaos felt that the heart was empty, as if the heart of the sky had been penetrated.

of course.

As far as the master is concerned, there is no time for heaven to be exhausted.

Naturally, it is impossible to penetrate Tianxin with the witchcraft realm, but the illusion at this moment is also astonishing enough.

Rumble!

After a few breaths of silence, Tianxin boiled again. Even the innate gods who were farther apart couldn't help bending down, his heart horrified, and his scalp numb.

Wu Zhuo has fought the reincarnation of the Heavenly Path several times, and although he has attracted various cruel calamities, he still stayed within one category and did not really destroy Wu Zhuo.

This time it was different.

They could feel that Tiandao was really angry.

There is a chaotic nebula, which is rapidly taking shape, and the way of heaven is spreading out. What is condensed is no longer the incarnation of the great road, but the incarnation of the heaven.

"not good!"

The exclamation of innate gods resounded everywhere.

Heaven obliterated!

Looking at the entire chaos, I am afraid that Xiao Ye will be able to save Wuchou.

But based on Xiao Ye's reaction over the years, will the other party make a move?

At this moment.

Xiao Ye did not make a move, and Wu Zhuo's remnant thoughts were not wiped out.

Because of the heavens, the chaotic nebula took shape, it shook, and then dissipated.

The vigor of the revival of all things is surging in the chaos, and the night has passed.

"The Neoperiod is here!"

The congenital gods breathed a sigh of relief, still having lingering fears.

obviously.

Wu Zhuo had been calculating the time silently, and the timing of the final strike was extremely precise. He was at the critical point of the arrival of the Neogene and escaped the catastrophic disaster.

"Chaos, seems to be getting better!"

The next moment, an exclamation of joy awakened the thoughts of the gods.

Their expressions changed, they released the exploration of the Supreme Will, and they all became happy.

Wu Zhuo's final blow achieved a miraculous effect.

The essence of the chaos is permeated, and the avenues are intertwined, flowing into the distance, so that many wonders and landforms have restored the colors of the past.

The sacred tree bred out of it, about to wither, was infused with new vitality, and the twigs were pulled out, and the light reflected by the morning dew rolling on the branches and leaves was truly beautiful.

"I, it seems that I can reopen the orthodoxy!"

Some innate gods have feelings in their hearts, sitting cross-legged, and in an instant there are vague words of Tao, flying out of the body, splitting into words of gods, attracting God's sympathy, and enhancing the corresponding Taoist comprehension.

This is just a microcosm of the current chaos.

The cheers of the landslide and tsunami swept across all areas.

Wuzhuo has indeed influenced the evolution of the way of heaven. Although it is far from being compared with the time of prosperity, it is also much better than the scene of decline.

At least.

The cultivation bases of the Chaos creatures will no longer stand still, and they will not need to rely entirely on the witchcraft in the future when they face the alternation of the Persecutors.

In addition, such an environment can regenerate innate mixed treasures.

"Master Wu Zhuo!"

Soon, a group of innate gods rushed into a shattered void, with tears in their eyes.

Wu Zhuo was almost destroyed, and only Can Nian was still wandering. Whether he could recover, no one could say.

No matter how strong Wu Zhuo is, he is only an innate god, and he has been destroyed.

Such bad news caused a great grief and swept the entire chaos.

The innate gods of the world would not stand by and watch. They traveled all over the world and collected the broken bones and blood that were scattered by the witches and clumsies, and then patched them together by avenues.

just.

Although Wuzhuo's body is present, it is obviously lost its vitality. The wandering residual thoughts surrounding the body are difficult to integrate, and over time, there are signs of dissipation, and no amount of means will work.

"Mad, Lord Wuzhuo, who has given us so much, we can't let him die."

Many innate gods are full of grief and anger, and gather to discuss countermeasures.

"The palace of Shida is blocked by time and space, and the non-time gods can't get close. I will wait to invite those adults out of the mountain!"

A part of the gods rushed to the place where the ancient gods once stopped.

The chaotic environment was changed because of Wuchou's efforts. They speculated that the ancient gods should not need it, and they completely avoided the world.

The fact is also true.

Some hidden places showed traces of ancient gods.

"Don't talk about us, the master has nothing to do."

However, they looked at Wu Zhuo from a distance, but they let out a helpless sigh.

To forcefully influence the evolution of the heavens, Wu Zhuo can persist for 250,000 years, which is already a miracle.

At the last moment, they also used those extreme methods, and they were also helpless.

Faced with this result, the innate gods felt cold.

Is Wuchou, really going to be damaged?

Soon, the figure of Taiqiong also reappeared in the world.

"My archenemy has passed away, and since then the chaos is the only one..."

He didn't go into trouble, he wanted to probe Wu Zhuo's cold body for a long time.

After Wuchou was approved by Xiao Ye, he began to hate Wuchou, and now he has risen to the point where water and fire are incompatible.

And Wu Zhuo was fighting against the reincarnation of Heaven for the sake of all beings.

Now, finally waiting for this day.

As a result, he was in no mood to speak of joy, but rather as if he had lost something.

"This little guy, paving the way for the future, has accumulated eight times, but the catastrophe is still unavoidable."

"If he can survive, the future that belongs to him will truly come."

Inside Shiyi's dojo, there was a whisper.

(The second one!)