The beautiful white dress stands on the top of the Liuli Mountain, and the skirt is fluttering, giving a sense of floating like an immortal.

When this beautiful figure appeared, the world suddenly became a little heavy, as if it had an indescribable pressure, filling the source energy of the world.

At this moment, everyone present, whether they were the saints or the Dharma Realm, felt a palpitations covering their bodies, making their souls tremble slightly.

Many gazes with fear were cast on the beautiful figure.

“That’s…”

When Su Youwei, Wu Yao, Zhao Mushen and others saw the beautiful figure that made people feel awe and fear in their hearts, they concentrated slightly, and their expressions changed immediately.

"Is it Yaoyao?" Su Youwei's clear and beautiful cheeks were a little solemn.

Wu Yao shook her head lightly and said slowly: "I'm afraid it's not the Yaoyao you know."

"Tuntun has now completely evolved into Zu Tao..." Zhao Mushen stared at the purple-gold giant beast in the distance, and his expression was a little complicated: "But I feel that it has become much stranger to the past."

He had a special connection with Tuantun, but now when he saw this purple gold beast again, although the latter became stronger, he was unfamiliar.

Su You whispered softly: "I heard that Zu Tao is the guardian holy beast of the third god. Now that he is completely awakened, that is to say... that one is indeed not Yaoyao, but... the third god."

She turned her head and looked in the direction where Zhou Yuan was in the distance. At this time, the latter was silent, like a stone statue, which made Su Youwei feel heart-wrenching.

Of course she understood how much Zhou Yuan was feeling now.

"Only the third god awakens can he kill a Three Lotus Saint so easily." Wu Yao also sighed and said.

"But this is probably a scene that countless people in the heavens are looking forward to, but... for that guy, maybe it's not something I want to see."

Zhao Mushen was slightly silent and said, "Personal emotions are in opposition to the wishes of the heavens. This matter is so painful."

Su Youwei bit her red lips with her teeth tightly and her jade hands tightly. Wu Yao, who was beside her, was silent.

In another direction, Chu Qing, Li Chunjun, Zuoqiu Qingyu, Luluo and others also looked at this scene with complicated expressions.

They could imagine how distressed Zhou Yuan was in his heart at this time.

The two people who were once the most unforgettable are now like strangers, which is simply the cruelest thing in the world.

At the sky, Cang Yuan's eyes stopped for a moment in the beautiful figure that looked like a god. Finally, he stepped out of the air, stopped a hundred feet away from the latter, bowed and said respectfully: "Thank you for your help in the third god, who killed the ancient saint of the thunder."

Then his eyes glanced around and a deep voice sounded: "Everyone, this is the third god, and it is the greatest hope for my heavens to fight against the Holy Clan. Don't you pay me a visit?!"

Many saints and powerful people in the Dharma Realm looked at each other, and then they all bent over and bowed to worship: "Word to the Third God!"

Many of them looked a little happy and expectant. After all, they all knew that when the third god appeared, the disadvantages of the heavens would be reversed. Under the worship of countless people, there was no fluctuation on the beautiful face of the white dress and beautiful figure. A pair of eyes as deep as the starry sky, with indifferent pupils staring at thousands of creatures.

And under her gaze, even Cang Yuan felt a sense of alienation and oppression.

That is the real God's pressure. Before this sequence of power, even the great power of the saint was completely suppressed.

The third god's indifferent and distant eyes remained on Cang Yuan's body, and his ethereal and majestic voice sounded: "Summon all the people who can manage the affairs of the heavens."

Her voice was still so crisp and pleasant, but there was no ups and downs in it, giving people an unspeakable sense of fear.

Cang Yuan nodded and responded when he heard this. He understood that when the third god woke up in time, the attack plan of the holy clan had already failed. After receiving the news, the holy clan would inevitably choose to withdraw his troops, and then defend the four major heavenly realms of the holy clan and wait for the holy spirit to wake up.

Because only when the Holy Spirit awakens can he compete with the Third God.

"Please wait for a while. The three ancient masters will come as soon as possible after receiving the news." Cang Yuan said.

The third divine head is slightly dotted, her jade hand is placed behind her, her slender eyelashes slowly lowered, and she closed her eyes.

Cang Yuan bowed again, then turned to look at the many injured people, and said, "This time Cang Xuantian was able to persist until now, thanks to your hard work and hard battles. Now the situation is a little rest. Please repair your injuries as soon as possible."

In the world, many people and horses also returned the gifts, and then sat on the ground regardless of their image. At this moment, even many saints couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and sat down slowly to relieve their physical and mental fatigue.

This battle finally ended.

If the third god appeared one day later, they might really have to retreat to Cang Xuantian.

Zhou Yuan, who was standing on the top of a broken mountain, was not in the mood to rest and relieve his fatigue and injuries. His eyes were just to stay on the beautiful figure familiar to the depths of his soul.

Judging from the style of the dress on the latter, it is the new dress that was originally a wedding, but... the color has changed from bright red to pure white.

Beside her, no, the purple gold giant beast named Zu Tao slowly lay down, and its huge body exuded amazing pressure.

He looked at the man and the beast in silence. They were so close that they had gone through so many ups and downs and difficulties together. They finally became famous throughout the heavens through the small Great Zhou Dynasty.

But now... it's like a strange road.

Zhou Yuan pulled the corner of his mouth with some difficulty, but he still couldn't smile.

Finally, he took a deep breath, as if he had made some decision.

He walked away from the air and walked towards the third god and the place of Zu Tao.

After all, he wanted to confirm something in person.

And his move immediately attracted the attention of many interested people in this battlefield, including Su Youwei, Wu Yao, Zuoqiu Qingyu and others...

A series of complicated eyes were directed at Zhou Yuan.

In the sky, Cang Yuan also noticed Zhou Yuan's actions. He wanted to stop him, but after hesitating for a moment, he still smiled bitterly and sighed.

With the eyes of many eyes between the world, Zhou Yuan stepped into the Liuli Mountain, which killed the ancient saint of the Thunder.

The purple gold giant beast that was originally lying beside the Third God, whose beast eyes were surrounded by fierce aura were suddenly cast and locked on Zhou Yuan.

Looking at the man getting closer and closer, some confusion flashed through Zu Tao's beast eyes. It faintly felt a sense of closeness and familiarity on the man.

It was this feeling that made it stop the approaching man without warning for a moment.

Zhou Yuan's pace was approaching step by step and finally entered the range of a hundred feet.

And it was at this moment that the third god, who had been holding his jade hand behind him, slowly lifted the beautiful jade face, and his eyes opened at this moment.

A pair of extremely cold eyes stopped on Zhou Yuan, which made the latter's steps stiffen.

Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth, his eyes met his eyes. At that moment, he felt a biting chill. That chill was about to freeze all the great power of the saint flowing in his body.

From that originally very familiar sight, Zhou Yuan did not feel even a trace of familiarity. His cheek was so unforgettable, but the strangeness and alienation that gave Zhou Yuan was as thick as ink.

In that gaze, with a indifferent look, it was like a god looking down at the people.

Even from the depths of his eyes, Zhou Yuan noticed a subtle murderous intent.

At that moment, people understood her identity.

The words in Zhou Yuan's mouth, Yaoyao, were frozen on the tip of his tongue. He just looked at the familiar jade face. His inner emotions hit his heart like a torrent. The tip of his nose showed a bitter feeling, and his eyes became slightly astringent.

He stood there in a daze, neither advancing nor retreating.

In the distance, Zuoqiu Qingyu, Li Qingchan and others all lowered their heads unbearably.

Su Youweiyu held her hands tightly, and thin blue veins appeared on the back of her fair hands. Then she turned her head and applied the back of her hand to the moist corners of her eyes.

Because she saw Zhou Yuan's infatuated appearance, she felt a tearing pain. Since she met, she had never seen Zhou Yuan look like this.

Wu Yao patted her shoulder gently and sighed in her heart. When she saw how sweet Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao were, she understood how cruel this scene was now.

It seems that many people know something in this battlefield, and it becomes quiet for a moment.

The noisy wind has calmed down.

In the end, Cang Yuan clasped his fists at the third god, walked up, and then pulled Zhou Yuan, who was in a state of dismay, and retreated step by step to the distance.

Zu Tao shook his huge head. It looked at the man being dragged away. For some reason, a sad feeling arose in his heart. Then it growled low and looked at the third god beside him.

However, the third god was not at all disturbed. Instead, a pair of indifferent pupils looked at it. That glance made Zu Tao shudder and then he lay down honestly.
Chapter completed!