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Among the group of direct lineage gods below, an eight-winged angel said in a deep voice: "According to my investigation, there was always a divine soul in this son's body to help him when he was in the lower realm. Judging from the way he used the sword, it seemed that he had something to do with the sword.
There is a slight resemblance to the one from before!”
Even though he did not mention his name, the gods present also thought of the same god at the same time. When that figure appeared in their minds, the gods all had a look of fear in their eyes, but they were too secretive to mention it. The God of Light
The king's face was also a little gloomy. That guy had been dead for a million years. He had caused a storm in the entire God Realm. Even after being dead for so long, he was still deeply fearful. "Your Majesty, that guy is not dead."
He died and came back, right?"
A great god asked cautiously, but this angered the King of Light. He snorted coldly, and with a fierce light in his eyes, a terrifying force of heaven and earth instantly blasted the great god away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The other gods immediately held their breath and lowered their heads, not daring to look at the King of Light. "I saw him with my own eyes, how could he be lying? What if he comes back? I have the Sword of Eternal Life in my hand.
Then kill him again!"
At this moment, the Sword of Eternal Life erupted with a terrifying sword chant, and a heaven-shaking wave of Tao, Dharma and God surged into the God Realm, making all living beings feel deeply fearful. In the sea of people, an inconspicuous ordinary boy
Shen Ye looked up, with a sneer on his lips, and then disappeared without a trace. The little profiteer who had been flying with Lin Tian and Xiahou Ziying stopped, and unknowingly they had passed through Yama Luo
The red belts stood in the core area of the real chaotic wasteland. Although they did not need to be affected by the powerful corrosive power of Yama Luohong, when they stepped here, they suddenly felt a strong uneasiness. Everything around them seemed to be empty.
Difference, but it seemed that everything was different. An indescribable sense of oppression lingered above their heads, as if the undead souls of countless great gods were thinking about their bodies and souls! Xiahou Ziying couldn't help but tremble, thinking
He wanted to escape but didn't know where to go. The little profiteer looked at Lin Tian meaningfully. He had already felt that the other party had changed, but he couldn't tell the specifics. The Lin Tian before seemed to have a layer of
The hazy fog prevented him from seeing through it, but now the fog seemed to have become thicker and even colder. "Why do you have to come here? Shouldn't you go to Luo Xian Valley?"
Lin Tian asked, but his eyes were calm when facing the little profiteer, and he did not have any abnormal reaction to the dangerous path he led. This mentality made the little profiteer feel a little afraid, and this guy really made him more and more worried.
He was shocked, but he also became more and more interested. "The news that we are going to Luo Xian Valley must have spread before. Now there must be strong people everywhere in the periphery. If we go directly, it is tantamount to seeking death!"
The little profiteers' brains are very useful. They have already thought of this fatal point. Naturally, it is impossible for them to break through with them!