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Chapter 1915: The Gods of Xuantian Realm

The ancient underworld, the center of Dragon Island, the underground space!

In a thousand-foot-wide area shrouded in a layer of silver light, the God of Destiny and Master Nan Wuxie were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed. One was trying his best to repair the wounds in his soul, while the other was trying his best to condense the clone.

Although Zhong Zihao had set the speed of time here at two hundred times, after all, the time that had passed was too short, and it was far from enough for the master and disciple to fully recover.

Nowadays, the soul injury of the God of Destiny has not improved significantly. The only change is that his spirit has improved a lot, that's all.

Nan Wuxie's situation was similar. Fortunately, the clone did not completely die in the Battle of God Killing, leaving him with a soul body, which can greatly reduce the recovery time.

Of course, compared to the few years in the outside world, hundreds of years have passed here.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the eyes of the God of Destiny that had been closed for many years trembled slightly, and then his brows furrowed and his face showed a solemn look.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Nan Wuxie always had a trace of his mind outside, and noticed something strange about his master, so he immediately ended his meditation and asked questions.

The God of Destiny did not answer, but shook his head slowly, and then an obscure wave circulated around his body. He raised his right hand and pinched his fingers to calculate.

Nan Wuxie had seen this scene countless times and stayed aside respectfully, not daring to disturb it.

In his heart, he secretly speculated that something big had happened in the Taixu Realm. Otherwise, how could the Master be induced and waste his energy on calculations before he was seriously injured?

After a while, the God of Destiny opened his slightly cloudy old eyes, and his brows furrowed a little deeper.

"What did Master figure out?"

Nan Wuxie thought about it for a while, but couldn't help but ask.

"The catastrophe is coming!"

The God of Destiny uttered three words and sighed softly: "Although I have expected this, I never thought that this day would come so quickly."

"Master, what kind of catastrophe?"

Hearing this, Nan Wuxie's mind suddenly rose to his throat, and his breathing became rapid.

"The world is about to be in chaos. The source of this matter... seems to be related to the Fengshen Mausoleum." God King Destiny looked tired and said helplessly, "It's a pity that Mr. Zhong entered the Fengshen Tomb."

"As long as the Lord of Darkness and that boy are involved in such a major event, I can't even figure it out."

Obviously, this was not the first time that Nan Wuxie heard such remarks, and he was not surprised. He asked: "According to the results of Master's deduction, what are the good and bad luck?"

Finally, the God King of Destiny ended and secretly lamented, and said seriously: "Although several masters of the life camp and the Xuantian Realm have left, fortunately, many new gods have been born in recent years, and the disasters in the Taixu Realm can be controlled.

Inside."

"However, what really affects the trend and outcome of the catastrophe is the Fengshen Mausoleum."

Suddenly, the God King of Destiny, who was still communicating with his disciple, trembled: "Could it be that... that one is planning to take action himself?"

As soon as the thought came to him, with all the cultivation he had accumulated over the endless years, he could not control his mind. His expression suddenly changed, and he immediately put aside Nan Wuxie and began to deduce it again.

However, after a while, the old face of the God of Destiny showed signs of decay.

As a disciple, the Sun and Moon God King didn't need to ask any more questions, and he knew that the results of the master's calculations were in chaos and could not be seen clearly.

"Master, what should disciples do?"

After tea time passed, Nan Wuxie asked tentatively, with hesitation on his face.

"That's all, you come out of seclusion, and together with Ao Juecheng, you will lead the powerful demon clan to help the Xuantian Realm. If the turmoil in the Taixu Realm can be calmed down as soon as possible, it will be a blessing to the people."

After the words fell, he was heard murmuring in a low voice: "That's not right, at this moment, he should not be in control of the order of destiny..."

Nan Wuxie didn't want to ask any more questions. What he was concerned about was another question: "Master, if the disciple leaves, what will happen to your old man's safety?"

"There is no need to worry. If he really comes out of seclusion, his target will not be his teacher." God King Destiny waved his hand impatiently, "Go ahead and do what you should do."

"Master...Master?"

Nan Wuxie called several times, but the God of Destiny had closed his eyes and ignored him, as if he had entered a deep state of seclusion.

"well!"

After sighing softly, Nan Wuxie stood up, clasped his fists, and saluted respectfully: "Master, take care!"

After saying this, he no longer paused, a faint wave flashed past, and the figure disappeared from here.



The Western Star Territory, the land of the far west.

The starry sky that used to be cold and dead has now undergone earth-shaking changes. Not to mention the hazy light flowing from time to time, it seems that the vitality of this place has become much richer.

Especially in the place where the Space Divine Court was located in the ancient times, there were actually many figures flashing around the dark star with thousands of holes.

The breath of almost every one of these people gives the impression that it is as deep as the ocean. Every time they exhale and inhale, they seem to be integrated with the entire starry sky.

If a god-king master were to use his soul power to investigate, he would definitely be shocked.

Because around this star, which is not that huge, there are actually no less than ten supreme beings - the God King Realm!

"Drink...Xun position retreats 300,000 miles, move!"

Then he heard a sweet shout like an oriole resounding, and a star with a diameter of hundreds of thousands of miles came rolling through the void, and then stopped accurately and gently under the movement of a beautiful figure in red clothes.

Book a track.

Qianying slowly raised her head, and saw that her eyes were like water, her skin was like gelatin, and there was a red flower ornament on her head. Her whole body exuded a breathtaking beauty.

Qianying is, of course, Meng Ruoyan, who is known as the Fairy of the Divine Formation. After these years of hard work, coupled with the hundredfold time flow rate in the Space Divine Court, she suddenly broke through her shackles a few years ago and entered the realm of the Divine King in one fell swoop.

Her leap in cultivation made everyone in Xuantian Realm feel incredible, but what was even more unimaginable was her combat power!

Without the help of the Taichu Realm's ten thousand times the speed of time, Meng Ruoyan's clone has not yet been successfully condensed, but the combat power she displayed moved even Mo Wuya and Jiang Lixuan.

Without him, just relying on her cultivation as a God King to trigger the power of the formation, her combat power is not weaker than that of an ordinary second-level God King master.

If you include the astrological formation being arranged at this time, it is estimated that many second-level masters are no match for it.

"There are still three more to complete, and Miss Murong still needs to do the last step!"

The Fairy of the Divine Formation gently lifted Jian Yi, wiped a few drops of sweat from her forehead, smiled softly, and immediately made the world eclipse her.

"good!"

The fairy in white in the other direction nodded lightly. As she turned her bright wrist, she used her green fingers to smooth her hair that had been blown away by the breeze. A beautiful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth:

"Let's work together to not only make the Space Divine Palace impregnable, but we also need to move Yuntian Continent here!"

The fairy is wearing a white dress, with delicate laces elegantly wrapped around her waist, fluttering slightly in the wind; her hair is flowing like a waterfall, and her skin is as pink as snow.

Especially that delicate and exquisite face, even without any makeup, makes the hazy starry sky look extremely bright, with eyes full of spring water and clear waves, and rosy skirts and moonlight curtains.

The most important thing is that she exudes a noble and holy aura.

Compared with Meng Ruoyan's breathtaking and peerless appearance, the beauty of the fairy in white can make anyone who sees her feel suffocated!

She is naturally known as the mistress by the powerful people in Xuantian Realm - Murong Wan.

It may be a coincidence that Murong Wan and Meng Ruoyan traveled through the folded space together, and they actually broke through at the same time, and both ascended to the throne of the God King.

And she has always had extraordinary combat power. Even if she failed to condense the clone, her current strength is not inferior to that of the fairy of the divine formation, let alone the existence of the innate water spirit body.

"Hahaha, with the protection of this formation, even if the King of Heaven comes, the Xuantian Realm will not be afraid!"

The beautiful scene was suddenly disrupted by a slightly obscene and wild laughter, causing everyone to turn around and look in contempt.

Well……

There is probably only one person in the world today who dares to talk nonsense in front of all the gods, kings and fairies.

Xiao Yuan!

But today, this wretched guy who was judged by Zhong Zihao as "without a chance to reach the realm of God King" is actually no worse than Murong Wan in terms of momentum?

That's right, the wretched old man in front of you also entered the realm of God King not long ago! (To be continued)


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