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This rain is only shown on that piece of paper.
Only the legendary World Soul Pen can paint a touch of color on this piece of paper.
The legendary World Soul Pen is at the foot of where God is standing. However, even God cannot lift this World Soul Pen. Even with Banzu, the two of them are powerless together.
This pen is still buried in the ground and no one mentions it. But the piece of paper that has existed for countless years has regained its color.
This is a pure and flawless blue, but it contains deep sadness.
This rain is only in the paper. It is suspended above the clouds, caught in the rolling fireworks, and dances with the countless flaming dragons.
Although the rain was heavy, it was insignificant compared to the scenes of the Flame Dragon.
If there is really a heavy rain between heaven and earth, then I am afraid that it will become a plume of smoke in an instant.
I'm afraid, except for the ice and cold, nothing in this world can erase this fire.
The flames in the paper and the blank space glowed with white light.
This represents the ice covering the cold, but this white light only appeared for a short moment. The next moment, it was completely broken, the white light collapsed, and the red light gathered again.
In the Seven Realms of God's Domain, there was no heavy rain like that piece of paper. But the white light was disappearing. Then, the shocking roar with extremely murderous intent was rapidly collapsing.
The ancient gods were shocked. This was the icy power of the Lord of the Netherworld, but it was wiped away by this roar, along with the icy coldness on their bodies that pierced their hearts.
Who is this person with murderous intentions towards the Lord of the Netherworld? Which strong man is he?
This was obviously a very strong ghost aura, coming from ghosts and gods. But as the roaring sound spread across the heaven and earth, causing the heaven and earth to crack, the trace of invisible vitality hidden in this extremely dense ghost aura was finally noticed by the ancient gods.
"Not a ghost!!!"
The gods were startled. This strong man with a strong ghost aura was not a ghost. The ghost aura was so strong that it even surpassed most ghosts and gods, but he was not a ghost.
It is really hard for people to believe that this is a living creature. A living creature can have such a strong aura of ghosts.
Below, everyone held their breath.
Only the creatures who can withstand this terrifying power can speak at this moment.
But it's just barely.
The only people who can truly withstand this coercion are the ancient gods and the twelve most amazing people in this world.
Across the snow-capped peaks, there was a big red-haired man holding a slender iron pillar and looking into the distance.
This big man's arms were covered with veins, and his strong body seemed to contain power that could compete with the power of heaven.
Sitting on the ground and looking into the distance, this roaring force coming from all directions chased a red hair, causing it to dance like fire.
Especially when the strong wind beat against his body, it sounded like a clanking bell. But it was as motionless as a mountain, not moving at all.
"Even when the Grand Duke was born, that figure was extremely powerful."
This red-haired man is none other than Hong Mengyu, the top ten genius in the seven realms of God’s Domain.
The top ten ancient clans once occupied the top ten rankings of geniuses. If Luo Shenyu hadn't come out of nowhere that year, this would have been an eternal theorem.
Hong Mengyu and Luo Shenyu. These are the strongest among the ten geniuses. Some people even say that if Mr. Bai Ruixiang cannot afford it, then these two people can defeat the remaining eight geniuses together, and the latter has no chance of winning.
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Only Mr. Bai's auspicious rise can turn around a chance of victory in this hopeless road. But even so, it is only four or six points. It is still the two who join forces who have the majority of the winning rate.
Hong Mengyu is worthy of being ranked first among the top ten geniuses. Even though other true gods trembled and trembled under this trend, he did not waver at all.
To be a strong person is to have the capital of a strong person. People in the world only know that Hong Mengyu and Luo Shenyu are extremely powerful, but they don't know how powerful they are.
Only the top ten ancient clans knew about it. The ancient clan of gods that Hong Mengyu was in was actually no match for him in the most powerful and suppressive realm.
The blue is better than the blue, which greatly shocked the ten ancient clans. People believe that Hongmeng Yu is likely to lead the ten ancient clans to an extremely powerful state in the future.
Some people even believe that if Luo Shenyu can let go of his obsession and focus on the Gods, then he will most likely overwhelm the Humans again in the future.
"The current Grand Duke's ancestral bloodline is extremely strong, and he is only half a step away from that state. Although the strong man who is suspected to be a ghost and god is strong, he should not be the opponent of the Grand Duke."
Hong Mengyu's eyes were so venomous that he could tell at a glance that the terrifying-looking man was not a supreme powerhouse in the line of Lord of the Netherworld. At best, he was only in the late stage of the realm of destruction.
In the late stage of the Destruction Realm, it is indeed too powerful to be matched. However, the Seven Realms of the Divine Realm are not all the heavens and the ten thousand realms, as well as the thirty-third heaven. Even a strong person standing in Xuan is difficult to find.
Here, there are twenty gods who can defeat that strong man.
Hong Mengyu's eyes lifted up for a moment, and his hand holding the slender iron rod became tighter.
He really wanted to fight, but he knew in his heart that he was no longer a match for those ghosts and gods in the realm of destruction.
"Later, there will definitely be a war. At that time, we and the Twelve Prodigies will naturally not be able to intervene. But we can protect the creatures behind us."
Almost at the same time, between heaven and earth, ten eyes fell from high altitudes in the distance.
They no longer need to look up. They already know what they need to do.
Only Mr. Bai frowned and still looked into the distance.
Beside him, there were constant trembling sounds. All the gods, ghosts and immortals were breathing heavily. Only Mr. Bai was breathing calmly.
Ye Xiaoxiao and Ye Qing's bodies were trembling slightly. Although they were suppressed and hardly noticeable, they still relied on their strength.
Comparing the two sides, one can clearly see who is superior.
Although Ye Qing is strong, he is only the best among thousands of high-level ghost immortals, not the strongest. What attracted the attention of the Ancient Clan was that the ghost immortals led the real bodies to stop the strong men who were causing trouble in the world.
Mr. Bai frowned again and again, and murmured.
"My bloodline is even purer than grandpa's. I'm afraid... grandpa hasn't noticed yet... that the powerful man in the realm of destruction is far more terrifying than that. If this battle drags on, it's very likely that...
You will suffer a big loss."
Mr. Bai felt an ominous feeling, a very strong ominousness. Perhaps, today, an extremely powerful being will fall.
"You must inform Grandpa about this matter and ask them to act with caution." Mr. Bai took a deep breath, and just as he was about to reach into his sleeves and take out the summons talisman, there was a loud roar from above.
This loud roar made Mr. Bai's face suddenly look ugly.