Pale real fire appeared in the center of his palm, and Lin Chen felt the inexplicable hostility around him.

"Do you still have instinctive consciousness?" Lin Chen sneered, and then dropped the flame in his hand.

Just like a spark appeared in the mountain forest in late autumn, pale flames instantly covered the entire mountain peak.

Countless howls came from the 'nest', which was extremely weird and made people's soul feel uncomfortable. It was the annihilation whisper of Yongyuan's origin.

Suddenly, Lin Chen thought of something.

"Yongyuan uses a 'nest' to deal with war, while Cangyun creates things like military warriors. What is the difference between them?"

Time has passed, long, long ago, when war never broke out in the world, and the emperors of Cangyun Realm did not need to turn the imperial domain into an imperial city. At that time, there were no soldiers and warriors.

The appearance of terracotta warriors is purely for war. Compared with monks, there are much more terracotta warriors. They are the absolute main force in war.

Thinking about it this way, don't the Yongyuan monsters born from this 'nest' and the terracotta warriors born from the Terracotta Warriors Tree have the same pre-fetching qualities?

"But one is a living thing, and the other is a dead thing." Gradually, Lin Chen began to think about the existence of living things.

He looked around, Yongyuan's world was still barren.

"The existence of living beings is the evolution of essence, energy and spirit, and the warriors and warriors are surrounded by qi and blood and are surrounded by true energy and spiritual power. Only the spirit soul does not exist, that is, there is no soul."

"The world evolves among living beings. Perhaps it is Yongyuan's soul that causes the whole world to be so barren and devoid of any vitality?"

Slowly, Lin Chen felt that he had found some kind of truth.

The origin of chaos is the foundation of everything. When the world evolves it into soul, it becomes the birth of living beings. However, such consumption is undoubtedly huge, so while it has enough spare power, the world is not willing to consume too much.

The tens of thousands of mountains beneath his feet turned into ashes bit by bit under the burning of the pale real fire, and Lin Chen also lost some of his thoughts.

He is not a true immortal yet, and his desire to change the rules is just talk on paper.

The majestic origin surged, and Lin Chen once again felt the joy coming from the mask on his face. Lin Chen could feel the remaining origin, which was divided into two parts, and all rushed into the sky.

"The True Immortal Law?" Lin Chen knew that it was Yongshuang's True Immortal who shared that part of the origin equally with the world. This was a sign of the True Immortal's power.

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In the world of Yongyuan, the number of 'nests' was countless. Lin Chen did not rush for these things, but rushed directly to the battlefield ahead.

Killing a god is worth searching for his "nest" here for thousands of years.

The support from other immortal sects allowed Yongyuan to stabilize his pace for a short time, but Yongshuang did not continue to use his strong foundation to defeat him.

The devouring of the world is like eating one bite at a time. If there is too much at once, the gain will outweigh the loss. It is like the emergence of the eighth battlefield, which has no benefit.

The two immortal sects joined forces, and even though Yongyuan had support, he still couldn't match them in terms of the number of gods. He had no choice but to engage in the most meaningless stalemate.

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ocean.

Time passed in years, and they finally felt the weakness of Yongyuan's line of defense.

After evacuating part of the army, Yongyuan faced a precarious situation, and this was their last retreat.

The power of the nine imperial cities is still attacking continuously. Anyone can see that as long as time continues, they will be able to completely deal with the eighth battlefield, allowing the creatures of the Cangyun Realm to enter the Yongyuan from the most direct place.

in the world.

Hongyue broke into Yongyuan, and Yongshuang was among them now. Unexpectedly, this third seat was actually their eighth battlefield. At this moment, countless people were excited.

Nothing else, it’s another world, who wouldn’t be curious?

In the sky, more than thirty emperors are still fighting. Their battle has been going on for hundreds of years without stopping for a moment.

His fists shook the world, and one of Gu Hao's armors was already covered in blood, which belonged to Haiwang Heng.

Unparalleled in the world, eternal and eternal, this eternal city lord has shown a strength that everyone despairs of. Even if the King of the Sea combines the fate of the entire Kraken clan in the past, present and future, he is still no match for him.

The King of the Sea, Heng, whose strength had soared, could only become more frightened as he fought. He could not accept it no matter what, he was already so powerful, but he was still no match for Gu Hao, who had annihilated hundreds of millions of miles of territory of his sea monster clan.

"With both fists looking at the past, present and future, with a spirit that shines in all directions, the eternal emperor is worthy of his reputation!"

Deep in the sky, He Changsheng held a white sword and chopped Chi Feng into pieces for countless times, looking at the battlefield on Gu Hao's side with blazing eyes.

Of all the emperor realms in this eighth battlefield, there are no more than one palm that can arouse his fighting spirit, and Gu Hao must be the one who reaches the top among them.

Seeing Gu Hao smashing billions of voids with his fists, he couldn't help it anymore, and the white sword in his hand was trembling with excitement.

"The world's defense line is at its last moment. Today, I will sacrifice your heads to kill our enemy Yongyuan!"

Holding the sword in one hand and holding the long sword across his chest, He Changsheng's aura changed again, while Di Mo and Chi Feng opposite him could only look at their extreme expressions.

He Changsheng can still be stronger, but they can't. Not only that, every sword struck by the opponent for hundreds of years has injured them. Now the two Yongyuan Emperors are seriously injured and dying.

"The Immortal Swordsman proves immortality. Is this your strength?" In the distance, Emperor Mingyu whispered. His methods were based on laws, but they were still not as good as this one.

In the distant sky, all the emperors felt the changes in He Changsheng, and Gu Hao even looked up to the sky and roared.

"I am not alone in my ways!" One sentence is the highest recognition of this emperor who is famous for his immortality.

"Throughout the ages, people have killed immortals and devoured emperors. In this day and age, I will carry out the act of annihilating the clan in the name of eternity!" His long hair flew away like a group of demons dancing wildly. Gu Hao's eyes bloomed with infinite light, and murderous intent was everywhere. He wanted to

One battle led to the destruction of the alien race of sea monsters.

Wanting to stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhenwu, Gu Hao had no reservations at this moment, and Neptune Heng also felt the unparalleled power at the next moment.

The imperial weapon shattered in an instant, and his body was shattered into powder.

The origin has not yet dissipated, and in the future at the moment of the Emperor's death, Neptune Hengmian is still alive.

The endless ocean is boiling, and huge waves of thousands of feet are setting off turbulence in all directions. The last defense on the eighth battlefield of Yongyuan has finally reached its final limit.

Like a taut string, after the slightest friction, the entire piano is broken and useless.

After this, no one knows where the eighth battlefield between Yongyuan and Cangyun will go.

But one thing both sides can be sure of is this.
Chapter completed!