The black stick has limited growth. It was placed on the earth and has not been sublimated for a long time.

If summoned, it will be crushed instantly.

"You're not dead yet. You're not dead yet. What a weakling. How long can you last?"

Just when Ye Jue was thinking of a big killer weapon, Wanxiang Wuchang jumped to his feet in a hurry. After hundreds of rounds of fighting with the powerful enemy in front of him, he still did not lose.

If he wanted to, he could easily subdue the enemy. After all, he was just a low-level ancient god in the ancient heaven.

The only really powerful ones are the middle-aged Taoist nun, the flaming crow girl, the lizard man, and the man named Tao Long.

Although the remaining six are also very powerful, there is nothing eye-catching about them.

"How dare the living god dare to insult me?"

The enemy opposite him, the man in brilliant armor, clearly felt that everything was impermanent and was distracted. From time to time, he was distracted and focused on another battle situation.

This made him so angry that a ball of flame actually appeared. This flame represented anger, the wrath of the sky.

This is an ancient divine weapon. I don’t know what it is for. It has the power to crush the same level.

"kill!"

At this moment, the wrath of the sky penetrated the unpredictable state of mind.

But before he had time to be happy, this body turned into fragments of time.

"Time clone?"

The man in the brilliant armor said in a low voice, and activated the ancient magic. Almost in an instant, he stabbed countless times with the wrath of the sky, punching holes in time and space.

There is a shadow in this cave.

"Something capable."

Wanxiang Wuchang never expected that his time clone would be killed so quickly.

Moreover, he found his true form in an instant.

It seems that the gods in this ancient heaven are not easy to mess with. Even if their life level is low, they are well-informed, but their accumulated experience is not comparable to others.

In the hands of this person, the Wrath of the Sky has reached its peak of perfection.

He stabbed the void continuously, forcing him to run around.

On the side of the Ancient Qi Lord, the battle was also fierce and they risked their lives. The three of them fought until they went crazy.

"Ancient Qi Master, you are a senior. Once upon a time, I was not even qualified to carry your shoes. I didn't expect that, as if after a lifetime, I would be able to fight with you, a duel with your equal strength and incomparable magical skills."

The two enemies were chatting, white mythical power surged all over their bodies, divine light shot out of their eyes, and they used various ancient divine spells without hesitation.

In this field, it is a tough battle. One after another, one battle after another, everyone has an enemy in front of them. In the endless darkness, the thunder is blazing, the fighting spirit is rumbling, and the killing is like shaking the sky, rushing down.

Jiuyou shines brightly on this place.

In this regard, Di Tian did not take any action against the young man with white hair and black clothes.

He kept standing in the void with his hands behind his back. Even if Ye Jue was accumulating destiny factors, he didn't care. He always looked towards the Forbidden God Circle. Not only was he looking there, there was also a blood-red and terrifying world, which was also slowly moving.
Chapter completed!