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Chapter 1596 Destruction for 80,000 Years

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Everyone trembled.

"Is this good news or bad news?" one person murmured.

Everyone's expressions were complicated.

Huangfu Yun, Chen Dao's face showed even more weakness and bitterness.

Completely transformed into a bloodline body, integrated with the ancient characters of Jiuyao.

The seal has been strengthened, but Chen Ling has completely lost his freedom and is trapped here.

"Can it really be understood?"

"This is indeed the best choice. It is the closest to the source of order. There is no hope of understanding the source of order and becoming a great ancestor."

"This Fang Haoyu has no hope of being promoted to Haoyu."

"This is just the last struggle, it's impossible."

Everyone sighed.

Some felt pity, some smiled bitterly, and some even sneered.

They originally thought that Chen Ling might be able to get something directly from it.

Come now, it's just a fantasy.

To gain enlightenment in this way?

It's not a level at all.

But some people didn't give up completely.

No one left.

Everyone was silently watching from above the nine-clawed golden beast entrenched in the center of the light array below.

Motionless, breathless.

The black coffin also completely lost its movement.

Chen Ling felt the fluctuations of the source of order, forgot about foreign objects, and slowly came into contact with it.

Because of the existence of ancient characters, he could experience these ancestral spirits and the source of order personally.

Even if it is just as a carrier.

But unlike others, he has touched the door of order.

That's balance.

Balance everything in Haoyu, rotating and alternating.

The vitality of Fang Haoyu.

Chen Ling didn't want to die. He didn't want to be reduced to dust when the black coffin was broken out.

He still has something to do.

Even if the hope is extremely slim, he will never give up.

If ten thousand years is not enough, then twenty thousand or thirty thousand years...

Time passes slowly.

The strong ones above are gradually decreasing.

Some people return to the primitive world, and some people return to the original demonic world.

Even the strong men from the nine worlds here have returned.

Chen Ling, the ancient well has no waves, just like sleeping.

Eight thousand years have passed.

The outside world has changed drastically.

The Jiufang World actually appeared in the outside world, bordering the First Demon Realm and the Primitive Realm.

Eleven vast worlds are not only adjacent to each other, but also in contact with each other.

When they develop to the end, they merge and cause waves that destroy the world.

The top experts, even when faced with such a situation, remain closed-door and extremely calm.

All parties are also keeping a wait-and-see attitude.

a thousand years.

Starting from the demon world, they suddenly went out in large numbers.

The truth was revealed and disillusionment was unleashed.

There is no hope.

Everyone is going crazy.

Fighting and fighting broke out.

In the beginning, it was just within the bounds.

In the end, the monks and warriors in the eleven worlds all started fighting in crazy chaos.

There is absolutely no order.

The top powerhouse still did not make any move, as if he was acquiescing to this final madness.

Everyone is going to disperse with the wind, so why stop them?

Twenty thousand years.

The powerful God Emperor also joined the battle.

Eleven worlds were devastated, with countless casualties.

The sky was stained with a blood-red halo.

Thirty thousand years.

The world is in deeper contact with each other.

Space cracks appear one after another.

Even powerful men at the princely level can cross realms.

Looting, fighting, endless.

One after another, forces are falling and rising, and the cycle is endless.

Primitive world.

Of the dozens of ancient clans, there are only less than ten left.

Among them, Jianxu and Fangshi became the two strongest ones.

The four top forces, due to the fall of the Sword Emperor, the ancient sword land has long been destroyed.

The Ten Thousand Beasts Leader is not having a hard time either.

Not even as good as Jianxu and Fangshi.

During these 30,000 years, there were four divine emperors in Jianxu.

Fang, three persons.

Among them is Chen Dao.

Moreover, the Fang clan and Jianxu are an offensive and defensive alliance.

Everything is because of Huangfu Yun and Chen Ling.

Today's Huangfu Yun is the strongest person in Jianxu, commanding Jianxu.

The ancestral land of the Fang family.

Three figures sit cross-legged.

Grand Supreme, clan leader, Chen Dao.

"Thirty thousand years."

"It has completely changed." The Grand Master suddenly murmured, with a complicated look on his face.

"Yes, who would have thought that it would end like this." The clan leader smiled bitterly and said faintly: "After living for so long, if Haoyu really collapses, I will die."

"But with so many clan members and everything, I can't bear the thought of them disappearing."

"How great would it be if sacrificing some people could buy us longevity?"

The Grand Majesty was silent.

This is just a wish after all.

"Boss will definitely succeed." Chen Dao suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze unwavering, and said word by word through gritted teeth, his tone extremely firm.

The eldest prince and the clan leader looked at each other and let out a long sigh.

Thirty thousand years.

During this period, they naturally entered the Nine Heavens.

Chen Ling has completely fallen into a deep sleep.

Consciousness has almost reached a state of emptiness and destruction.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the three of them stood up suddenly, looking through the endless void to the outside world.

"Hmph, the one who started the demon world is here again."

"This time, the formation is quite large. There are actually eight Demon Emperors."

"The only thing left is dark blood." The eldest prince's eyes showed a cold light.

"Fuck them." Chen Dao smiled coldly, with murderous intent pouring out of his body.

"Huangfu Yun is here too." The Grand Supreme Prince suddenly glanced towards another void and said with a smile.

"Walk."

The three people disappeared in place like lightning.

In the primitive world, a huge battle broke out.

This battle was initially a battle between the three major clans of the First Demon Realm and the Fang Clan and Jianxu.

A dozen god-emperors participated in the battle.

By the end, he was already the top powerhouse involved in most of the Demon Realm and the Primitive Realm.

At the end of the battle, both sides suffered heavy losses and were severely weakened.

The Grand Supreme Leader and the clan leader suffered heavy losses and retreated into seclusion.

Chen Dao will be in charge of the Fang family for the time being.

Huangfu Yun of Jianxu was seriously injured and could not come out of seclusion.

Seventy thousand years.

The war resumes.

It completely affected all the top experts in the eleven worlds.

Dark Blood, the three great god emperors of Tianyun Palace all took action.

During this period, some people were promoted to God Emperors, and some God Emperors fell.

The Fang family and Jianxu were forced to move their ancestral land to the endless chaotic void where eleven worlds bordered and blended together, making it impossible to avoid the war.

Time passes forward to 80,000 years.

The eleven worlds have blended into each other a lot.

Strong men from all walks of life have crossed over.

The source was on the verge of defeat, and the battle slowly stopped.

On this day, the sky burst into pieces.

Countless cracks appeared in the skies of the eleven worlds.

Origin, all trembling, unable to control themselves.

Everyone looked desperate.

It's about to be destroyed.

The fusion of eleven vast worlds will bring about subversive destruction.

The origins are constantly approaching their limits and colliding with each other.

Even the God Emperor would find it difficult to resist such power.

Maybe there will be an apocalypse before the black coffin is broken out.

Nearly a hundred powerful men at the God-Emperor level appeared in the Nine Heavens together.

Under the light curtain, the giant beast was entrenched, without any movement or breath.

The seal remained as it was before, and the black coffin remained motionless.

"Eighty thousand years." God Emperor Lingxu has become extremely old, his aura is no longer strong, and he is filled with deathly aura.

Among the three great god emperors of Tianyun Palace, he is the only one left now.

In the beginning of the Demon Realm, Dark Blood is older than the Lingxu God Emperor.

The death energy on his body became even stronger.

Even if there is no end, it will only last for tens of thousands of years at most.

Fang and Chen Dao are as good as ever.

There is also the head of the Fang clan, but the Grand Prince is missing.

In the Sword Market, Huangfu Yun stood proudly, his ancient sword without any edge.

"There is no hope."

The Ice Emperor sighed.

He suddenly sat cross-legged on the light screen, his eyes closed tightly, and his breath was silent.

As time passed, nearly a hundred powerful God Emperors sat down one after another, waiting for that moment to arrive.

Only Chen Dao and Huangfu Yun kept their eyes open from beginning to end, staring at the nine-clawed golden beast without blinking.@B


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