Lin Hao felt something and looked at Gu Man in confusion.

Gu Man sighed, his tone was also a little sad: "Don't worry, the past is gone. Our deity is no longer here. This is just a period of time that has existed. Now that he has completed his mission, it is naturally time to leave." ωωw..net

After saying that, everything around began to collapse, dissipate, and annihilate.

Until all this disappears completely!

As the here disappears, the Dragon Bone Abyss is also collapsing and dissipating.

Fortunately, Lin Hao has enhanced his strength and blessed by the way of heaven, and the power that the earth can withstand has also reached a quasi-thirteenth level of tolerance.

Otherwise, without the slowing power of this period of time, the moment he appears on Earth, the earth will be completely destroyed by his terrifying aura.

Ao!

Ao Quan turned into a purple gold dragon and soared into the sky from the Dragon Bone Abyss.

"Look at home! I will fight the heavens!" Lin Hao turned into a sword light and pointed directly at the Nine Heavens, and the divine dragon transformed by Ao Quan soared up to the Nine Heavens, breaking the illusion, and breaking the endless void!

Finally, stand on the long river of time.

At this moment, Lin Hao was so shocked that he could not help but be shocked. Is this the heavens?

This is the long river of time?

Is this China?

Lin Hao saw that there was a long river of crumble hanging on the vast starry sky around him. A splash of water flew up and turned into many drops of water and bubbles. This bubble was a world that was about to collapse and perish, and every drop of water represented a world.

The heavens and all realms gather into a long river of time and roll forward.

Lin Hao saw that it was really a very, very small puddle next to the long river of time.

Lin Hao was shocked and couldn't express his feelings.

Ao!

Ao Quan did not stop at all and soared into the sky. Lin Hao looked up and realized that above the long river of time, under the sea of ​​shining divine light, a huge Xuanyuan sword light was slowly falling down with the terrifying pressure of the avenue!

"Don't stand there, only you can catch this sword." Qingshan has been waiting by the long river of time. Seeing Lin Hao coming, and already felt the terrifying avenue suppression of Lin Hao's body, Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief and flashed to Lin Hao's side.

And Jinling Thirteen Flowers followed Qingshan, Lin Hao took a light look, "What a guy, Niu Pi, all of them are the twelve-class peak demigods."

Soon, the strong men from all walks of life in China appeared one after Lin Hao broke through the passage of heaven.

Shen Xiyan, Lingyun, Lin Ruoshi, there are many.

Lei Ling, Qin Yan, Chen Beixuan, and many of them arrived.

All the strong people who have reached the ninth level have come, and even the eighth-level phantom spirit masters have been forced to suppress them. You must know that even if they have not reached the ninth-level phantom spirit master, the passage to the heavens is not easily passed by even if they are here.

Lin Hao looked up and saw that this sword was terrifying. The sword's edge fell, and the long river of time was boiling. Crazy boiling, and countless splashes and bubbles flew up, which meant that countless worlds were crumbled and destroyed. All were the side effects brought by this sword!

In just a blink of an eye, Lin Hao witnessed the collapse of hundreds of worlds.

Sure enough, the true gods are all cold-blooded.

The rules of the Avenue are coldly implemented and become tools of the Avenue.

Some people say that losing human nature will lose a lot, losing animal nature will lose everything.

But in Lin Hao's opinion, everything that is left without human nature is meaningless.

boom!

Click!

Ao Quan resisted the sword, but the sword force did not weaken at all. The extremely hard scales of Ao Quan's body directly cracked, and the sword edge hit its scales with a bang, and the dragon scales cracked with a crack.

Then the colorful divine blood shot out directly. You know, divine blood is the purest energy. These divine blood are enough to cultivate a group of powerful twelve-class phantom spirit masters!

Is there such a big gap between the quasi-thirteenth class and the real thirteenth class strongest?
Chapter completed!