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Chapter 1167 God is coming!

In a small room, there is no sound, no light, silence, as if it is in an eternal cold and dark vacuum.

In this small room, there is a person sitting quietly cross-legged. He is not breathing and motionless. He is like a stone in time, blending into the dark room. He seems not to exist, but also seems to exist forever.

If there is light in this room, you can see that this man's face looks like he is only twenty years old, but his calm eyes give people an unparalleled sense of historical vicissitudes. Through his eyes, it seems that you can see history.

The changes and vicissitudes of time.

No one knows who he is, there is no legend about him in the world, he is like a grain of gravel in the long river of time, inconspicuous, no one pays attention, but he really exists.

In front of this person, there is a wooden table with two pieces of ancient leather on it. There are simple lines and words outlined by unknown animal blood on the leather.

His eyes were empty, but his gaze was focused on two ancient animal skins, and he kept this motion motionless. He maintained this motion for an unknown number of years.

In the dark room, I don't know how long it had passed, but there were faint points of light flickering, flickering on and off, like fireflies in the night sky, sometimes glowing and sometimes disappearing.

There are nine light spots in total, and they are not arranged in any regular way. Even if people see it, they can't figure it out.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the nine light points are actually moving at an extremely slow speed. The nine light points are like the writing points of the pen tip, drawing lines.

However, the line drawn by the nine light points disappears when it extends less than two centimeters. Then, the light points return to the origin and redraw the line...

There is no doubt that the man in the room was studying the two animal skins in front of him, and seemed to want to draw the lines on the animal skins based on his own calculations, but he failed again and again, and each time he was not correct.

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I don’t know how long this boring behavior lasted, and I don’t know how long it will continue...

Someone, this person in the dark room, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then the dark room became no longer dark, and there was light. However, the light filled the room, except for the person in the room and the desk and the desk.

Apart from the animal skins, the room was empty.

The door of the room was pushed open from the outside. Outside the door, an old man with gray hair stood quietly, lowering his head without looking inside the room. He said: "Sir, there are some unexpected situations outside that we cannot control. Please take charge of the overall situation, not me."

Waiting for incompetence is beyond our control..."

After the old man outside the door finished speaking, he stopped talking and waited quietly for an answer from the ageless man in the room.

The eyes of the people sitting cross-legged in the room flickered slightly, and finally there was a slight mood swing, and they nodded slightly...

The Tower of Eternity is just a city that occupies a small area, and the years of its existence cannot be verified. The entire city is shrouded in a layer of holy white light, like a capital where gods live.

At this time, outside the city of the Tower of Eternity, thick fog covered the sky, and this small city was surrounded in the center of the thick fog.

A man in sackcloth appeared in the void above the Tower of Eternity. His face looked like he was only in his twenties, but his calm eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of time, as if he had been baptized by endless years.

He appeared so silently, as if he had always been there, and fit perfectly with the entire world, without feeling out of place at all.

When this person appeared, the light and shadow flickered behind him, and a group of more than a hundred people appeared, all of whom were ninth-level powerhouses. They were obviously the ninth-level high-level people in the Tower of Eternity.

Calmly gazing at the dense fog in all directions outside the Tower of Eternity, the young man in linen, whose eyes were fixed and ageless, raised his eyebrows slightly, and seemed to have a hint of interest.

He flicked his arm lightly, and his wide sleeves gently crossed the void. There seemed to be an invisible breeze blowing in the whole world, and it was like an eraser scratching across the rice paper. Then, the thick fog that even the ninth-level powerhouse could not see through became so silent.

The breath disappeared, as if it had never appeared, and the world returned to clarity.

When the thick fog disappeared, the Bagua formation hidden by the thick fog was revealed, and the situation inside also fell into the eyes of a group of senior officials of the Tower of Eternity.

When seeing the situation inside the Bagua array, the whole world became quiet.

The ninth-level experts from the Tower of Eternity looked at the situation inside the formation with expressions of astonishment, confusion, horror, and surprise...

"Nearly eight thousand ninth-level experts, hundreds of thousands of eighth-level and seventh-level experts, not even one out of ten?"

"How much time has passed? Why is this happening?"

"Did the formation evolve from the eight worlds? More than 80% of the powerful people in the light world fell into the formation. In such a short period of time, more than 90% died?"

"..."

A group of strong men from the Tower of Eternity looked at the Bagua Array and murmured to themselves. They were shocked to the point of numbness, unable to understand or figure it out.

"I can't see the future!"

In the silent and oppressive world, a calm and indifferent voice sounded.

The one who spoke was the young man in sackcloth. His eyes were empty and he had a puzzled expression on his face.

Behind him, a group of ninth-level powerhouses in the Tower of Eternity looked at him. No one could understand the meaning of his words...

At this time, there are only thirteen ninth-level powerhouses left in the Bagua Formation and the Li Formation. There is the King of the Orc Kingdom, the King of the Magnolia Empire and the Tianlong Empire, the deans of the four major colleges, and the leader of the Spirit Tribe...

Those who are alive to this day, without exception, are the top experts in this world.

Bai Yang felt something in his heart, and subconsciously looked up at the sky, frowning and concentrating in his heart.

The golden divine dragon transformed from Li Zhen's eyes stopped chasing the remaining ninth-level warriors, and circled in the void, flashing light and shadow as it rushed into the lava below and disappeared.

At this point, more than a dozen ninth-level powerhouses who were fleeing the formation were shocked to find that the fatal threat had disappeared. They stopped their escape and looked at Bai Yang in horror and confusion.

Why did he stop killing himself? Could it be that he didn’t bother to do it?

Ignoring them, Bai Yang looked up at the sky, his gaze seemed to penetrate the distance of space, and he looked at the young man in sackcloth standing in the sky outside the Tower of Eternity.

His heart sank again, and Bai Yang felt the pressure.

"Although this person is within sight, he seems to be on the edge of the endless distant horizon. He can be truly seen, but he is integrated with the heaven and the earth. He seems to be part of the heaven and the earth. There is no domineering atmosphere of the martial arts monks, only the profound and greatness of the heaven and the earth.

Yunmei, the strong saint mirror?"

Looking at the young man in sackcloth from a distance, Bai Yang thought to himself, and his mood could be described as overwhelming.

That is a saint mirror strongman, no, to be precise, he is a tenth-level warlock on the Guangming Continent, which is also a so-called god-like existence. He is in harmony with the heaven and earth, and his realm is equivalent to that of the saints on Tianyuan Star, but Bai Yang

Although I have never seen a saint with my own eyes, I subconsciously feel that there is still a gap between the other person and the real saint.

He is not the powerful Heavenly Emperor Mirror that he felt in the Thieves Association, but a tenth-level warlock, a saint mirror, and a native of the Holy Light Continent!

There are actually tenth-level beings on the Holy Light Continent, and a tenth-level being was actually born!

Bai Yang's eyes met those of the young man in sackcloth across the distance. Bai Yang's eyes were full of vigilance and solemnity, but the other's eyes were curious and scrutinizing, with a hint of curiosity.

Bai Yang's thoughts turned quickly, and Bai Yang probably understood something.

The tenth-level warlock in sight is probably the real person in charge of the Tower of Eternity and the real patron saint of the light world!

No wonder the Tower of Eternity is transcendent. It turns out that there is a so-called god inside it!

However, a deep feeling told Bai Yang that this person was not the god of the temple, nor the foreign emperor-level powerhouse, because that emperor-level powerhouse was much more tyrannical than this man!

Although this young man in sackcloth cannot compete with that emperor-level strongman, he is a real saint after all. Bai Yang cannot take a look at it and must be prepared to deal with it with all his strength.

Above the nine heavens, the tenth-level young man in sackcloth looked at the situation in the Bagua array with twinkling eyes. Scenes of what happened in the array not long ago passed through his eyes. He seemed to have witnessed everything that happened in the array with his own eyes.

, the death of the powerful man in the endless light world is vividly visible...

Then, a trace of anger appeared on his face.

Nearly 80% of the powerful people in the world of light have fallen, which will cause immeasurable terrible consequences. This tenth-level powerful man is a little angry, feeling that Bai Yang disregards the fate of hundreds of millions of sentient beings in the world, and is no different from an evil spirit!

Without words, he gently stretched out a hand and slowly pressed it downwards.

This movement was so gentle and freehand, so understated that Yun Danfengqing could not feel the slightest trace of fireworks. However, his seemingly random movement was extremely terrifying!

With the appearance of his gentle movements, the whole world seemed to freeze and everything was at a standstill.

Bai Yang felt it most vividly. In his eyes, at this moment, the power of the entire world was mobilized by the young man in sackcloth, descending with a power as powerful as the power of God.

"Tenth-level god? Ninth-level saint!"

Bai Yang's eyes sparkled with divine light, without flinching, only with a fighting spirit that soared to the sky.

In terms of realm, Bai Yang is one level lower than his opponent. Bai Yang in the True Divine Mirror is only comprehending the rules of heaven and earth, while his opponent in the saint realm has actually mastered one of the rules of heaven and earth!

At this time, the opponent pressed down lightly with a palm. Although he did not use the power of the rules to crush him, it seemed to affect the power of the entire world!

Without direct confrontation, Bai Yang mobilized all the power of the Bagua array.

Originally, the Bagua array was divided into eight sub-arrays, each of which fought against the strong men of the light realm in the array, but at this time, all the power of the Bagua array was integrated by Bai Yang.

Buzz…!

The whole world shook, and the eight sub-formations of the Bagua Formation and the eight evolved worlds collapsed instantly, turning into the original power, heaven and earth, wind and thunder, water, volcanoes and swamps!

The original powers of the eight series merged with each other, turning into extremely mysterious Bagua symbols that slowly rotated, like the rolling millstones of heaven and earth. At the center, the void twisted and collapsed, and an extremely mysterious Tai Chi pattern appeared.

The innate Tai Chi diagram soars up into the sky with the unpredictable power of heaven and earth, confronting the power of the palm pressed down by the tenth-level god...


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