The beautiful white dress is standing on the top of Liuli Mountain, the skirt is fluttering, and there is a feeling of floating like an immortal.
And when this beautiful shadow appeared, this Fang Tiandi suddenly became a little heavy, as if there was an unspeakable coercion, flooding the heaven and earth Origin Qi.
At this moment, everyone present, whether it was a saint or a legal domain, felt a palpitation pressure covering their body, causing the soul to tremble slightly.
Many gazes filled with horror turned to that shadow.
"That is... "
Su Youwei, Wu Yao, Zhao Mushen and others could not help but feel awe and fear in their hearts, and their expressions changed immediately.
"Is it Yaoyao?" Su Youwei's cheeks were a little dignified.
Wu Yao shook her head slightly, and slowly said, "I'm afraid it's not the Yaoyao you know."
"Tun Tun has now completely evolved into an ancestral glutton..." Zhao Mu Shen stared at the purple-gold beast in the distance, and his expression was a bit complicated: "But I feel that it has become a lot stranger than before."
There is a special connection between him and Tun Tun, but now I see this purple-gold behemoth again, although the latter has become stronger, but it is also unfamiliar.
Su Youwei whispered: "I heard that Ancestral God is the guardian saint beast of the third god, and now it is completely awakened, so that is to say... that one is indeed not Yaoyao, but... the third god."
She turned her head and looked in the direction where Zhou Yuan was in the distance. At this moment, the latter was silent, like a stone statue, which made Su Youwei feel anxious.
Of course she understood how Zhou Yuan felt today.
"Only when the third god is awakened can one of the three lotus saints be killed so easily." Wu Yao also sighed lightly, said.
"But this is probably the scene that countless people in the heavens are looking forward to, but... for that guy, maybe it's not something you want to see."
Zhao Mu Shen was slightly silent, and said: "Personal emotions are opposed to the wishes of the heavens. This matter, he has suffered."
Su Youwei's teeth clenched her red lips, her jade hand clenched tightly, Wu Yao also remained silent.
In the other direction, Chu Qing, Li Chunjun, Zuoqiu Herring, Lu Luo and others also looked at this scene with complicated expressions.
They could imagine how suffering Zhou Yuan was in his heart at this time.
The two people who were once the most unforgettable are now like strangers. This is simply the cruelest thing in the world.
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High in the sky, Cang Yuan's gaze stopped for a moment at the god-like shadow, and finally stepped out of the sky, stopped a hundred meters away from the latter, and said respectfully: "Thank you for the third god's move. Help, the town killed the ancient sage Palmer."
Immediately he glanced around, and a deep voice sounded: "Everyone, this is the third god. It is my greatest hope for the heavens against the saints. Don't you see?!"
The many saints and the strong in the legal domain looked at each other, and immediately all bowed respectfully and worshiped: "Visit the third god!"
Many of them have a look of joy and expectation. After all, they all know that when the third god appears, the disadvantages of the heavens will be reversed.
With countless people paying homage, the beautiful face in the white skirt did not see the slightest fluctuation, a pair of star-like deep and indifferent eyes, faintly gazing at thousands of creatures.
Under her gaze, even Cang Yuan felt a sense of estrangement and oppression.
That is the true pressure of the gods. Before this sequence of power, even the power of the saint was completely suppressed.
The indifferent and distant eyes of the third god stayed on Cang Yuan, and an ethereal and majestic voice sounded: "Summon all the people who can manage the heavens."
Her voice is still so clear and sweet, but there is no ups and downs in it, giving people an unspeakable sense of fear.
Cang Yuan nodded when he heard the words. He understood that when the third god awoke in time, the saint race’s offensive plan had already failed. The current saint race will inevitably choose to retreat after receiving the news, and then stick to the saint race. The four heavens are waiting for the awakening of the Holy Spirit.
Because only when the Holy Spirit is awakened can it contend with the Third God.
"Please also the third god to wait for some time. After the three ancient veterans receive the news, they will come as soon as possible." Cang Yuan said.
The third divine scorpion tapped his head slightly, his jade hand was behind him, his slender eyelashes slowly drooped, and his eyes closed.
Cang Yuan bowed his hand again, then turned to look at the many injured people, and said, "This time Cang Xuantian has been able to persist until now. Thanks to your hard work and hard work, now the battle is a little stopped, please hurry up and repair your injuries. ."
Between the heaven and the earth, many people and horses also responded, and immediately sat on the ground in disregard of the image. At this moment, even the many saints could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, and slowly sat down, alleviating the physical and mental stress. exhausted.
This battle finally survived.
If that third god appeared one day later, I'm afraid they would really have to retreat into Cang Xuantian.
Standing on a broken mountain, Zhou Yuan was not in the mood to rest and relieve fatigue and injuries. His eyes only stayed on the figure that was familiar enough to be imprinted into the depths of the soul.
The dress on the latter, in terms of style, is a new dress for the big wedding, but... its color has changed from bright red to pure white.
Beside her, Tun Tun, no, it should be a giant purple-gold beast called Ancestral Gourmet slowly lying on its stomach, its huge body exuding astonishing coercion.
He silently looked at the person and the beast. They were so close once. They have gone through many ups and downs and hardships together, all the way from the small and big Zhou dynasty, and finally became famous throughout the world.
But now... it's like a stranger.
Zhou Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth with some difficulty, but it was still difficult to put a smile on his face.
Finally, he took a deep breath and seemed to have made some kind of decision.
He stepped away and walked towards the third god and where the ancestors were.
After all, he wanted to confirm something personally.
And his move immediately attracted the attention of many interested people in this battlefield, including Su Youwei, Wu Yao, Zuoqiu Herring...
One after another complicated eyes cast towards Zhou Yuan.
In the sky, Cang Yuan also noticed Zhou Yuan's actions. He wanted to stop him, but after hesitating, he still sighed with a wry smile.
Under the gaze of many gazes that day, Zhou Yuan stepped into the air and approached the Liuli Mountain where the ancient sage palm was killed.
The fierce beast pupil of the purple-gold beast that was lying next to the third god threw it fiercely and locked it on Zhou Yuan.
Looking at the man who was getting closer and closer, some dazed meaning passed through Ancestral's beast pupils. It faintly felt some closeness and familiarity in that man's body.
It was this feeling that made it growl without warning for a while and stopped the approaching man.
Zhou Yuan's pace approached step by step, and finally entered the range of a hundred meters.
And at this moment, the jade hand was held behind him, and the third god, who kept his eyes down, slowly raised the beautiful jade face, and his pupils opened at this moment.
A pair of extremely cold eyes stopped on Zhou Yuan's body, which made the latter's footsteps stiff.
Zhou Yuan gritted his teeth, his gaze met with his gaze. At that moment, he felt a bitter chill. The chill was like freezing the mighty power of the saint in his body.
Zhou Yuan didn't feel even the slightest sense of familiarity from the originally extremely familiar eyes. It was obvious that the cheeks were so unforgettable, but the strangeness and alienation that Zhou Yuan gave Zhou Yuan was thick as ink.
In that gaze, there was an indifferent overlooking, as if the gods were looking down on the common people.
Even from the depths of his gaze, Zhou Yuan sensed a subtle murderous intent.
That moment, let the people understand her identity.
The sentence in Zhou Yuan’s mouth that Yaoyao never blurted, was frozen on the tip of his tongue. He just looked at the familiar jade face, his inner emotions hit his heart like a torrent, the tip of his nose was sorrowful, and his eyes were full of It became slightly astringent.
He stood still a little desolate, neither advancing nor retreating.
In the distance, Zuoqiu Herring, Li Qingchan and others bowed their heads unbearably.
Su Youweiyu's hand was tightly clasped, and on the back of her white hand, there were thin blue veins emerging, and immediately she turned her head away, the back of her hand brushed against the wet corners of her eyes.
Because seeing Zhou Yuan's desperate appearance, she felt a tearing pain. Since acquaintance, she had never seen Zhou Yuan show such an appearance.
Wu Yao patted her shoulder gently, sighing in her heart. When she first saw how sweet Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao were, she knew how ruthless this scene was.
In this battlefield, it seemed that many people knew something faintly, and it became quiet for a while.
The noisy wind quieted down.
In the end, Cang Yuan held his fist at the third god, walked up, and then pulled the desperate Zhou Yuan, step by step back to the distance.
Zu Yu shook its huge head, looking at the man who was being dragged away. For some reason, a sad emotion was also born in his heart, and then he roared and looked at the third god beside him.
However, the third god did not make any waves. Instead, a pair of eyes filled with indifference glanced at it, and that glance immediately caused Dezuo to shudder, and then honestly lay down.