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Chapter 999

The distant Hongmeng realm.

A resplendent and towering ancient temple stands on the highest mountain in Hongmeng Realm.

Sitting on the futon in the temple hall was an elegant middle-aged man who exuded a powerful aura.

This man's body exuded dazzling white divine light, and in each divine light, countless sun, moon and stars were faintly visible.

"Huh?" Suddenly, the middle-aged man who was in trance slowly opened his eyes and exclaimed.

"Someone touched my Heaven-Qing Trapped God Formation." Tian Xuzi's eyes flashed with surprise.

How is this possible? This is a 100-level ancient sky-supporting and trapped god array. Each of the Optimus pillars can emit the power to destroy the entire galaxy. This person actually broke this array.

It looks like Kyoshi was released.

Tian Xuzi frowned, if he had known this would happen, he should have killed Di Xuzi directly.

I want to see who released Di Xuzi and who has the ability to move my Heaven-Qingzhenshen Formation.

"The Qingtian Trapped God Formation... appears..." Tian Xuzi shouted.

"Rumble..." There was a loud noise, and the space in front of Tian Xuzi was sharply distorted, and a scene of high-speed speeding appeared.

The entire picture travels quickly through countless space interfaces, galaxies, star fields, space storms, space turbulence, and space black holes.

In the blink of an eye, the airspace where the thirty-three worlds are located appears in front of Tian Xuzi.

Looking at this lower plane of airspace and heaven, Tian Xuzi snorted coldly.

In such a low-level plane, which ant touched his ancient sky-holding and trapped god formation?

The picture travels through again, rushing towards the divine world.

"Crack..." Suddenly, a shattering sound came, and the picture began to distort violently.

"Boom..." A foot without shoes suddenly appeared in the screen. This foot seemed to have traveled through countless time and space, carrying a powerful aura that destroyed everything. It was magnified infinitely and kicked over.

Tian Xuzi's nose actually smelled the pungent smell of smelly feet.

"Crack..." There was an explosion, and countless spider web-like cracks appeared on the screen in front of him, and the screen was completely destroyed.

But the huge foot actually passed through the broken screen and kicked Tian Xuzi in the face.

Tian Xuzi wanted to avoid this stinky foot, but he found that he couldn't avoid it.

"Bang..." With a loud noise, Tian Xuzi was kicked and flew up, tears and mucus spurting out.

"Whoosh..." That huge smelly foot retracted at once.

"Ah... who are you?" As the Lord of the Hongmeng Realm, how has Tian Xuzi ever suffered such a loss?

The old guy screamed violently, and the murderous aura on his body rose into the sky like a volcano erupting.

"The plane of the Thirty-three Realms, I will destroy you..." This guy roared, rushed out of the Hongmeng Realm, smashed countless sun, moon and stars, and flew to the plane of the Thirty-three Realms.

Let's talk about Gao Peng and God King Pan Lie. As soon as Pan Lie saw the heavenly soldiers and generals of Haotian Palace fighting with the Vulcan Tribe, he rushed over without hesitation.

Since the God Realm was conquered by the heavenly soldiers and generals of Haotian Palace, many tribes of the God Clan have been resisting the suppression of the Heaven Realm.

Repression and rebellion continued for millions of years.

In the God Realm, the Vulcan Clan was the most violent in its resistance, so it was violently suppressed by the Heaven Realm.

The grand marshal who leads the heavenly soldiers and generals of the entire heaven is King Ziheng, the leader of the thirty-three heavens.

King Ziheng is not only the King of Heaven on the 33rd day, but also the current conquest general of Haotian Palace.

The resistance of the Vulcan Clan was very fierce. This time King Ziheng sent Lord Zhan Wuxing to lead millions of heavenly soldiers and generals to encircle and suppress the Vulcan Clan.

Vulcan King Xiao Feng immediately led the entire Vulcan Clan to fight.

The entire battlefield was very tragic, with corpses of heavenly beings and gods everywhere.

The fighting power of the millions of heavenly soldiers and generals was very strong, and the Vulcan tribe gradually couldn't resist, and they were surrounded, causing countless casualties.

Seeing his own people lying in a pool of blood, Xiao Feng's eyes were about to burst, and he let out a long roar, and a Vulcan Dharma form wreathed in flames and reaching a height of ten thousand feet appeared.

"Zhan Wuxingjun, I will fight with you..." Xiao Feng's whole body erupted with hundreds of feet of flames, like an erupting volcano, rushing towards Wudexingjun.

Lord Zhan Wuxing, who was wearing a dazzling battle armor and wielding a sword that shot out hundreds of feet with cold light, rushed over when he saw Fire God King Xiao Feng showing his ten thousand feet Dharma form.

Lord Zhan Wuxing sneered, stared at Xiao Feng and said: "Xiao Feng, it's useless. Anyone who disobeys Emperor Haotian will only die. Surrender, otherwise, the entire Vulcan Clan will perish."

"Shut up... Zhan Wu, you old man, you have killed so many of my clansmen, I will tear you into pieces." Xiao Feng waved his palms, and a hundred-foot-long dazzling fire dragon spurted out from his palms, making a harsh sound.

Roaring, he rushed towards Lord Zhan Wuxing.

Lord Zhan Wuxing sneered, and the sword in his hand erupted with a dazzling cold light, and struck the huge fire dragon that rushed towards him with one strike.

"Crack..." The dazzling fire dragon was immediately split into two pieces.

"Xiao Feng, you are really stubborn. It seems that the entire Vulcan clan will be destroyed in your hands. Kill them all..."

Lord Zhan Wuxing shouted loudly, and countless heavenly soldiers and generals rushed towards the remaining members of the Vulcan clan.

"Death..." Xiao Feng shouted loudly, his figure rose up high, and his huge fist filled with flames burst out into bright flames and blasted towards Lord Zhan Wuxing.

"Xiao Feng, if you want to die, I will make it happen for you..." Lord Zhan Wu Xing roared, and the sword in his hand instantly drew a dazzling streak, like an enlarged cold moon, striking at Xiao Feng's huge fist.

"Boom..." A series of earth-shattering explosions came, and Lord Zhan Wuxing's sword struck hard on the huge fist of Fire God King Xiao Feng.

The entire space shook violently, cold light splashed, and flames flew across the sky.

"Hmph..." Fire God King Xiao Feng grunted, staggered, and quickly retreated.

"Haha, Xiao Feng, you are exhausted from fighting for a long time, and you don't have much strength left to resist. You should die..."

"Rumble..." Lord Zhan Wu Xing howled, and the sword in his hand instantly erupted into thousands of cold sword auras, trapping Xiao Feng in it.

"Surrender or not? Zhan Wuxingjun shouted, and the terrifying whirlpool of sword energy twisted Xiao Feng's body fiercely.

"Puff puff..." Xiao Feng's protective divine flame began to shatter, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"The Vulcan Clan only has Xiao Feng who died in battle, and there is no Xiao Feng who surrendered. Lord Zhan Wuxing, just give up on this." Xiao Feng sprayed blood while staring at Lord Zhan Wuxing fiercely.

"Huh, don't surrender? Go to hell..." Lord Zhan Wuxing was extremely angry, shouted, and struck Xiao Feng fiercely with the sword in his hand.

"Xiao Feng, let me help you..." There was a thunder-like explosion, and a huge golden hand erupted into dazzling golden haloes. With murderous intent that ripped through everything, it struck at Lord Zhan Wuxing's back.

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