An hour later, the twelve-winged angel's eyes dimmed, his white wings scattered on the ground, and was stepped on by Shen Ye.
"blasphemer, you will be punished."
"Blasphemy? I am a god myself." Shen Ye shook his head and used a little force with his right foot to crush the head of this twelve-winged angel who was famous in the highest plane, just like crushing an ant to death. .
After solving the obstacle, Shen Ye continued to fly to the next level.
"Not bad, very good." Seeing Shen Ye crushing the angel without any hesitation, Beirut's eyes outside the light elemental plane became more kind.
A moment later, the eighteenth floor of the Cemetery of the Gods.
The surrounding area was empty, with an unobstructed view. Shen Ye's soul extended infinitely, and he did not sense the corpses of the four divine beasts mentioned in the original work.
"It seems that Beirut doesn't want to let me know about the Lord God so early." Shen Ye understood in his heart.
Soon, Beirut's figure appeared on the empty land.
"Your clearance speed is really..." Beirut shook his head. He was worried that Shen Ye would be impatient with waiting, so he deliberately advanced the trial time so that the gods who were supposed to enter after the saints had completed the trial would go in with the saints. , who would have expected that Shen Ye could clear the level in an hour, which was in sharp contrast to the four major divine realms that were huddled on the 12th floor and occasionally went to the 13th floor to explore.
Shen Ye said: "I was worried that passing through the cemetery of the gods would also require time, so I was a little anxious and accidentally killed the twelve-winged angel."
"Haha, if you die, you will die. By the way, this is the great Lord God's reward for you to pass the level." Beirut smiled heartily, took out a green long sword about two meters long, and the wind sang softly, entwining the wind. 's rhythm.
"Even if you are a master god, it takes a long time to cultivate the weapon to reach the level of a master artifact. It is impossible to specially build a wand-shaped master artifact for you. You can just make do with this sword-shaped master artifact."
"Main artifact?" Shen Ye's eyes brightened slightly and he took the long sword. In his perception, it seemed that a single stroke could shatter the space.
"With this main artifact, after you go to the highest plane and encounter Shura who combines five mysteries, a leader-level powerhouse, you can escape even if you are defeated." Beirut said with a smile.
After all, most of the powerful men who can become Shura and lead also have a main artifact in hand.
"Shura, Commander?" Shen Ye's eyes flashed and he asked pretending not to know, "How many such powerful people are there in the highest plane?"
"Take Hell as an example. There are 108 Asuras in the open world, and there are 108 leaders in Purgatory. Plus those who have abdicated and those who are hiding, the number can reach thousands. The weakest among them are equal to you. Some of the participating An old guy who has fought many plane wars may even have two or three main artifacts in hand."
"As expected, there are many powerful people in the supreme plane. It seems that I still need to continue to hone my skills before going to the supreme plane." Shen Ye sighed softly. He thought he would be able to get the main godhead this time, but he didn't expect that Beirut was still there. Hesitating, it seems that he needs to stay in the Magnolia plane for a while, wait for the green fire to come out, and fight with the green fire.
"Do you still need to hone yourself?" The corner of Beirut's mouth twitched slightly. Are you preparing to cultivate to the Great Consummation in the material plane before leaving the mountain? This is too stable.
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Ten years later, outside the cemetery of the gods.
More than two dozen strong men from the Holy Realm who survived by chance flew out of the space passage one after another, with expressions on their faces as if they were surviving a disaster.
Lin Lei and others came out last. When they saw Lin Lei, Buck rushed forward excitedly.
"grown ups!"
But when he flew in front of Lin Lei, he found that Lin Lei gave him a completely different feeling than ten years ago.
Buck was stunned for a moment, thinking of a certain possibility, and his face turned red with excitement: "Sir, have you become a god?"
Lin Lei smiled and nodded, feeling very sad: "In the past ten years, I have experienced countless battles, been on the verge of despair several times, and finally made a breakthrough at the last moment."
"Breakthrough? Sir, you haven't refined the godhead?" Buck's eyes widened. It took Master Xisai several thousand years to become a god on his own. Even this breakthrough speed is considered very fast in the holy realm, while Master Lin Lei only
It took decades.
"After all, refining the godhead is still not as good as becoming a god on your own. Buck, I have obtained three godheads this time, but if possible, I still hope that you can become a god on your own." Lin Lei said seriously.
"Become a god on your own? I'd better forget it." Buck smiled bitterly. His understanding was at the bottom in the holy realm. He could enter the cemetery of the gods because of the powerful bloodline of the undead warrior.
At this time, Olivia on the side stepped forward, looked at Lin Lei, and said firmly: "Lin Lei, I will catch up with you as soon as possible!"
When he said this, he was actually very depressed. Twenty-four years ago, his target was still Shen Ye, and Lin Lei was just a junior student next to Shen Ye. Twenty-four years later, let alone catching up with Shen Ye,
He has even been surpassed by Lin Lei.
"I'm waiting for you." Linley did not underestimate Olivia. On the tenth floor, Olivia was evaluated by the Beirut master as having a talent that even he envied.
"You two little guys are really good. I'm optimistic about you." A green-haired young man suddenly appeared next to the two of them and rubbed their hair.
"The realm of gods, at least the realm of the middle god!" Lin Lei was so shocked that he, who had already become a god, could not avoid it. This young man was at least a strong man at the level of the middle god.
Seeing that many sanctuaries had noticed this sudden appearance of a god-level strongman, Beirut said calmly: "His name is Tarosha, and he is the manager of the eleventh floor of the cemetery of the gods, the sacred beast Ba Snake."
The mythical beast Ba Snake...all the saints were shocked, looking at Tarosa with a mixture of awe and hatred.
"Haha, Di Lin, my brother, I'm so glad you escaped from the plane prison." Tarosa didn't pay attention to the eyes of those holy fish, and hugged Di Lin's shoulders playfully.
Di Lin's expression remained unchanged, he looked at Beirut and asked: "Mr. Beirut, hasn't the master come out yet?"
"Master?" Tarosa stared, "You actually recognized someone else as your master?"
Beirut smiled calmly: "Shen Ye cleared the Cemetery of the Gods on the first day and has gone back to practice long ago."
The hearts of the strong men from the holy and divine realms twitched violently when they heard this. They had to be careful and careful every step they took in the cemetery of the gods. But Shen Ye was lucky, just like a tourist, he went back in one day.
Xisai glanced at Tarosa beside him and couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Beirut, where is the manager of the seventh floor behind the Cemetery of the Gods?"
"You mean the twelve-winged angel?" Beirut shook his head, "He was beheaded by Shen Ye."
The corners of Tarosha's mouth twitched crazily. What's going on? Didn't the managers create difficulties and hardships for these trialists? How could they still be killed?
"Wait a minute, Shen Ye..." Talosha suddenly turned his head to look at Di Lin. Isn't that the master his good brother recognizes?
It seems that following such a strong man is not humiliating.
"Okay, you've been gone long enough, go back."
"Yes." Seeing Beirut speak, everyone quickly calmed down their emotions and flew in the direction they came from.
Watching everyone leave, Beirut sighed quietly, "The Magnolia Continent has been peaceful for too long, it's time to give you some surprises."
Thinking of this, Beirut turned around and flew towards the Dark Forest.