In the Nine Nether Purgatory under the moon, there are many whispers.
The gods are like thieves hiding in nothingness. To say that these big bosses have indeed given enough face to the eternal lineage, who would have thought that the small Nine Nether Purgatory actually hides more than three hundred gods.
gods, including several emperor gods and quasi-emperor gods.
This is not a pit.
This is a dead end.
"Are you sure you invited her here?"
While waiting, the gods glanced at the universe more than once, as if they were looking for something.
What are you looking for? It's a lot of trouble to find a great god called Dream Demon and ask her to come down.
Unfortunately, their vision was limited and they could not find the shadow of the Dream Demon when they arrived.
However, they were sure that the incubus was present, but was just hiding in the dream.
With the Dream Demon here, everything is stable and everything is ready, just waiting for Zhao Yun to fall into the trap.
In fact, the Dream Demon is not here, but at the site of the ransom collection: Beihuang Tianshan. Rather than waiting for a long time, she wants to take the initiative. It seems more direct to use the clone to find the original deity. After all, it is an eternal body, full of treasures, and she
Wouldn’t it be delicious if you take it back and stew it?
The idea is wonderful, but the reality is a bit bullshit.
She was in the imperial realm, but she couldn't find Zhao Yun himself.
In other words, Zhao Yun was covered up and his traces were hidden.
"I underestimated you."
The dream demon smiled faintly, not impatient at all, but rather interested.
Just because she couldn't find it in a short time doesn't mean she couldn't find it, it just took more effort.
At the top of Tianshan Mountain, Zhao Yun's clone yawned again. He was completely bored. He only glanced around from time to time. There were many people coming, as if he had been regarded as a monkey.
That's right, he was just posing for the photo.
It doesn't matter whether there are many or few people coming.
This is not the main battlefield, and the Nine Nether Purgatory is also not the main battlefield.
They are attacking in the east and in the west! What they really want to deal with is the Holy Land of Destruction.
"Nine Nether Purgatory is not going to redeem people anymore?"
Too many people were muttering, and while muttering, they didn't forget to look around.
Ever since Zhao Yun's clone sat here, no one from Jiuyou Purgatory has been seen.
"He must have come. He hasn't shown up yet." Many elders stroked their beards and looked enigmatic. "If I guess it is true, the strong men of Nine Nether Purgatory are hiding in the dark.
At this moment, I am determined to deduce the clone and use it to find the original deity."
When someone clears up the confusion, the world suddenly becomes enlightened.
This is a good opportunity to catch Zhao Yun.
"Don't hide anymore." Zhao Yun's clone howled.
His voice didn't matter, the world instantly dimmed, hundreds of figures appeared, all the same gods, the Ancient God of Nine Nethers was prominently among them, and behind him were the powerful men of Nine Nether Purgatory. It was acting! You have to act more realistically, otherwise
, Zhao Yun doesn’t fall into the trap!
Acting. Zhao Yun’s clone is also acting at the moment.
It can't be said that he is acting, he is just here to collect money.
It doesn't matter if you can't get it, the Holy Land of Destruction is also very rich.
"It's time to come."
The gods who are still waiting in the ancestral land of Nine Nether Purgatory are getting impatient.
After searching for so many gods and digging such a big hole, no one has come yet.
As time passed, many gods felt anxious, especially the God of Destruction. Not only was he anxious, but he also had an inexplicable and ominous premonition that something bad was about to happen.
As expected of a god, his predictions are accurate.
He didn't wait for Zhao Yun to come, but he did wait for a cry for help.
Who is calling for help? Of course it's not from Jiuyou Purgatory, it's from his hometown.
The ancestral land and the nine branch halls are all asking for help, and they are shouting at the top of their lungs!
"Damn."
The Lord of Destruction suddenly let out an angry roar, shocking the gods.
"He hit my house." The Lord of Destruction hurriedly opened the domain gate.
Upon hearing this, the gods collectively raised their eyebrows, and they instantly understood that they had been tricked!
Making noises in the east and attacking in the west, using tricks and tricks again and again. It's weird that they can wait until Zhao Yun comes.
quick!
Without delay, the gods all entered the domain gate in a swarm.
The gods on the other side of the Tianshan Mountains also set off collectively.
If the speed is faster, the rescuer can still catch up with the rescue.
"interesting."
The dream demon smiled playfully at his words, and once again disappeared into the dreamland.
This trip was not in vain, the little fairy king was more interesting than imagined.
Boom! Bang!
The Holy Land of Death under the dark night was filled with blood and was extremely lively.
The ancestral land was attacked, and the nine branch halls were also attacked at the same time. How could it not be exciting?
"What's going on?"
Zhao Yun and the others made too much noise and attracted many onlookers.
Not only the ancestral land was destroyed, but also the major branch halls were destroyed, and many people watched.
"Who dares to attack the inheritance of gods? Who is so bold?"
"Blind? You didn't see Holy Son Da Luo fighting inside."
"It's only been three years, how could Zhao Yun find so many powerful people."
The battle was in full swing, and the conversation outside the battlefield was also lively.
No one dared to move forward, and no one dared to help. Zhao Yun was not easy to mess with.
Boom!
When the world looked at it, there was lightning and thunder again in the void.
Lightning gathered into a sea of thunder, pouring down from the sky.
That was Zhao Yun's masterpiece, which caused billions of thunders.
puff!
The people who destroyed the Holy Land suffered disaster, and were destroyed in pieces.
The mountains, palaces and pavilions on the island also collapsed in pieces.
The people in the world were horrified to see it, and everything they saw and heard was bloody.
Destroy!
Zhao Yun shouted loudly and waved his sword to outline a galaxy.
The Ancient God of Blight bled on the spot, and his broken body was chopped into pieces.
Before he could stand firm, he saw the Hongmeng Sea and drowned him on the spot.
ah.!
The roar of the Ancient God of Destruction has more of a wailing meaning.
However, no matter how hard he collided, he could not escape.
The gods were suppressed, not to mention other people, from demigods to immortals, no one could withstand the attack of the gods. After being beaten, they went to the road of hell. They ran away and were decapitated.
The battle without any suspense was a massacre on both sides of the divine dynasty.
I don’t know when the rumbling sound was extinguished, and the ancestral land was trampled flat.
The nine major branch halls also failed to escape the disaster, and the entire army that was killed was annihilated.
The faces of the onlookers who were watching were already pale. Holy Son Daluo is so fierce! Either don't fight or destroy the inheritance. In the past, there was the Holy Ancestor Qinghe, and in the back there was the ancestral land of the Fallen World. Now, it is the lineage of the Holy Land of Destruction.
, which one is not a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!
"Take away all the treasures you can take away."
Although the war is over, things are not over yet.
God is very good at fighting against strong men, and he is also unambiguous in sweeping away treasures.
The world saw it so clearly that they almost moved their ancestral land away.
"Walk."
After cleaning the battlefield, Zhao Yun gave the order to retreat.
He retreated as soon as he said it, and as soon as he finished speaking, his whole body was gone.
Well, it is gone, just like evaporating from the world and disappearing into thin air.
"Where are the people?" The ape god raised his eyebrows, and the strong men also looked at him strangely.
"Master, has he been picked up?" Water God raised his head and glanced at Mian Miao.
Yes, she picked him up, but not the moon god, but the great god who cultivated the way of dreams, that is, the dream demon. Although he did not come, it did not prevent her from inviting Zhao Yun to drink tea in the dream.
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