God's domain, Chenxia heaven.
Around the eternal altar, the tyrannical coercion of a god, the quasi-cosmic lord, constantly collides.
"Puff...Puff...Puff...Puff..."
In all directions, tens of thousands of light-years of land, countless spaces, unable to withstand the violent coercion, collapsed into dross, endless air currents, countercurrents, collapses, raging....
At this moment, under the Lord, the highest-ranking god who dares to approach the eternal altar for a hundred light years will be instantly strangled into dregs!
"The heart of eternity belongs to the deity, and it must be the deity."
"Roar... the source of creation, the source of creation of the god!"
"There is a way to win the Eternal Heart."
One by one, the quasi-cosmic lord stared at the eternal heart on the constant altar with his eyes hot and greedy, and he wanted to swallow the eternal heart in one bite.
However, no one dared to take the lead, and they suppressed the impulse in their hearts. The previous winged god was the best example. He was directly crushed by a sword and only a remnant soul escaped to the sky.
If they dare to act recklessly, they will definitely become the target of public criticism. At that time, they are afraid that even a trace of remnant soul will be difficult to stay, and those who really die cannot die again.
Now, around this eternal altar, there are 27 gods and 33 quasi-cosmic masters gathered. Even the top-tier quasi-cosmic masters who dare to grab the heart of eternity will be killed in an instant. Scum.
Time passed by with a breath and a second, in the blink of an eye, it was ten seconds later.
"Rumble..."
A terrifying coercion that was ten times more terrifying than the top-tier God, descended from the sky, covering tens of thousands of light-years in the void.
"No, this is the coercion of the ultimate god (the quasi-cosmic lord)..." Twenty-seven gods, 33 quasi-cosmic lord's hearts trembled, the ultimate god (quasi-cosmic lord) that But the undisputed strongest in God's Domain, even if they gather the power of all of them, they will only be able to crush an extreme god (the quasi-universe master)!
With this kind of strong intervention, their hope of winning the Eternal Heart directly plummeted more than half!
"Pouch..."
The void was distorted for a while, and one person appeared out of nowhere. This was a young man in a silver robe. It seemed that he was very young, not even twenty-eight years old.
But in his eyes, there are vicissitudes of life that can't be concealed, revealing the traces of time passing, and the charm of the years is like a song.
The soft silver light radiated from his body, like the bright sun in the sky, attracting everyone's attention.
"Gurulu... Ten Thousand... Ten Thousand Star God, this is... This is Thousand Star God? This... How is this possible?" A high-ranking God Two eyes widened, Ten Thousand Star Gods are the ancient existences of the four gods before dusk. Eighteen billion years have passed since this long. Although their gods live a little longer than the gods, they are fifteen thousand years old. Ten billion years is almost the limit.
I have never heard of anyone who can live for 180 billion years.
"It turns out to be an indigenous god, something is wrong..." Thirty-three quasi-cosmic masters sank. The enmity between these indigenous gods and their quasi-cosmic master is self-evident. Strength allows. Whether it is the native god or the quasi-cosmic master, they will solve each other first.
Everyone knows that no matter which party finally merges with the eternal heart and is promoted to the Lord of the universe, the first thing is to clean the other party.
The number of these local gods will be less than that of the quasi-cosmic masters. The great purge of the emperor back then is a great contribution!
Not only the Human Sovereign, but other Taoists, the Demon Sovereign, and the God Sovereign, the three masters of the universe, have also cleansed these local gods severely.
You know, in the first twilight age of the gods, the number of native gods was far more than that of the quasi-cosmic gods.
Finally, after the Dao Lord was promoted to the Lord of the Universe, he was almost slaughtered, and there was no one in ten, otherwise, the second time of the gods, the emperor might not be able to successfully seize the eternal heart!
"Rumble..."
Another terrifying coercion no less than that of the Ten Thousand Star God descended from the sky.
Next second...
"Boom..."
A purple light representing dignity pierced the void, and from it came out a middle-aged man in a purple robe, thirty-seven-year-old, between his eyebrows, there was a peculiar majesty, and his whole body seemed to have an inexplicable appearance. Noble, as if he was born above all beings, superior to others.
The Purple Pole God, like the Ten Thousand Star God, is also an old antique, an old monster that has lived for hundreds of billions of years. Compared with the Ten Thousand Star God, there is one less Twilight of the Gods.
"Damn it, it's another ultimate god... what should I do, what shall I do now?" The hearts of the thirty-three quasi-cosmic masters sank to the lowest point, and many people's foreheads were even more oozing. A bit of cold sweat came.
One ultimate god, plus twenty-seven gods, this power has far surpassed them, plus a purple extremely god, this is not to give them any chance of winning.
Is the eternal heart really going to fall into the hands of these natives this time
Once the natives are promoted to the Lord of the universe, they are in danger.
Moreover, these natives have the master of the universe, is it possible for them to seize the eternal heart in the future
"Brother Ziji, the source of creation cannot fall into the hands of these evil demons this time. I will work together to solve these evil demons before deciding where the source of creation belongs?" Wanxing God proposed. .
"Yes, Brother Wanxing makes sense. These evil demons deserve a million deaths, and the Source of Creation cannot fall into their hands anyway."
Speaking of the last, the terrifying murderous intent was steaming on the body of the Purple Extreme God, and all his family members fell to the hands of the evil demon outside the sky.
This hatred is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea!
These demons are all damned!
"The two adults are making sense. The source of creation is the thing of my god's realm. How can it fall into the hands of these demons!"
"These shameless demons are also worthy of coveting the treasures of my God's Domain!"
"The source of creation is ours, ours."
Twenty-seven gods, one after another, conformed to the Tao, and first cleared these out-of-the-space demons. The possibility of them obtaining the source of creation could also be much greater.
Not to mention, many of them and these outer demons have a deep sea of blood.
For more than two million years, there have been constant wars, and I don't know how many strong heavenly people have fallen into the hands of the quasi-cosmic masters.
"Okay! That's it! Let's clean up these demons first!" The Wanxing God said with a plan.
at this time... ...
A contemptuous sneer passed from the eastern sky, and it was boiling, and it sounded in the ears of the gods, the quasi-universe masters!
"A group of natives want to clear the field, and you are worthy too!"
Next second...
The eastern sky trembled violently, as if everything was trampled by it.
A mighty brawny man with a height of one hundred meters and wearing a beast robe stepped across the air. His facial expression was very proud. He looked down on the common people. It seemed that in the world, no one could make him take it seriously!
Between every move, there is an instinctive fear!
"Ah... It's the Huntian ancestor of the Huntian ancient clan..." Many quasi-cosmic masters brightened their eyes. The Huntian ancestor was an ancient existence at the same age as the Emperor. Thousands of years ago, he was already the master of the limit quasi-universe.
With the ancestors of Huntian, although they are still weaker to these gods, they are no longer the same as before, and they have no resistance.
"Brother Huntian, you don't know, there are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings. A bunch of indigenous people can only tremble in front of these juniors!"
Before the words fell, a white light fell not far from the ancestor Huntian.
It was revealed that a cynical young man in white came, holding a white paper fan, his breath was flat, as if he had not practiced any techniques, he looked like a rich young man, but the occasional glimmer of coldness in his eyes was to make the top order. God is palpitating for it!
"It's the ancestor of Hongchen!"
Like the ancestor of Huntian, the ancestor of Hongchen is also the master of the extreme quasi-universe, and he loves the game Hongchen the most in his life!
I don't know how many worlds there are, leaving behind the legend of the ancestor of the red dust!
"Two ultimate gods, damn demons..." The purple pole god and the ten thousand star gods condensed, their power is not much worse than them, if it hadn't had the advantage of the artifact, they would have been at a disadvantage.
But soon, the complexion of the Purple Pole God and the Ten Thousand Star God changed again, and there was a hint of panic in the depths of the pupils.
"No, how could this be..."