I have a long pupil

Chapter 679 The storm is coming
Zhang Biao saw the plan of the four elephant beasts.

I don’t know how far away they are, but what they are doing now is to accumulate strength and completely tear the entire God Realm into pieces.

It does not have the ambition and ferocity of the Five Turbid Demons to recreate the world, but it is still a terrible catastrophe for all living beings in the world.

Thinking about the turmoil in the God Realm, the entire ancient Hades fell and buried a powerful era. Now the God Realm is torn apart, causing even greater damage.

Faced with this matter, Zhang Biao had no choice.

He saw from the four elephant beasts that this plan would be coordinated by the lunar sun and the sun. The three lights of the sun, moon and stars would work at the same time, and there was no way to stop it.

Zhang Biao guessed that to these gods, the dilapidated and chaotic divine world was of no value and was even like a prison.

The shackles must be torn off first, and only then can these gods proceed with their next plan.

The order issued by Zhang Biao was to deal with this disaster.

The divine world is shattered. Under this terrible catastrophe, many worlds may also be destroyed. With the Shenting Wangchuan Formation as a defense and the origin of the world as the source of power, it may be able to withstand this wave of impact.

Among them, the Four Phases Divine Court and the Taotie Divine Dynasty also experienced terrible changes after their masters and upper-level monks were wiped out.

Zhang Biao didn't bother to pay attention to this matter.

But obviously, several alliance supremes had other plans. They immediately ordered the Buddhist and Taoist monks to activate the divine realm, and all the worlds governed by the Shenhua Realm and the Little Sumeru Realm began to build the Five Elements Dharma Altar.

His face was solemn and he looked around.

After the divine punishment was over, some forces fell while others took advantage of the wind. They were all busy at the moment, so most areas of the middle God Realm became dead again.

They already know what happened in the God Realm.

He thought for a moment and sent someone to inform several other forces about the matter.

They had no ability to protect themselves. After the messenger from the Divine Court arrived, they directly chose to take refuge, let go of the Hades Temple, and opened the Forgotten River Formation.

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The only ones left now are the Shenhua Realm and the Little Sumeru Realm.

This is the spot he has already marked.

But how many people can be saved?
Zhang Biao had no idea at all.

The Four Elephant Divine Beasts devoured all the avenues, and the monks who stayed in the world, whether it was the Taotie Divine Dynasty or the Four Elephants Divine Court, were horrified to find that their Taoism and energy and blood were flowing away crazily, and many spells had lost their effect.

He fell out with several Supreme Beings and had no ill intentions towards those mortal beings.

At this time, he can only do his best. Life, death, misfortune, and fortune are his own personal choices. Everything depends on fate.

Zhang Biao couldn't care less about these people because he had more important things to do...

In fact, other forces have already made speculations. After all, he used the power of the Wangchuan River to show his holiness and caused quite a stir.

As the Wangchuan River surged, Zhang Biao appeared.

Even including some of the worlds newly absorbed by Shenting, even though he has warned, there are still some people who are selfish and procrastinating, unwilling to transfer Shenting to the origin of the world.

The middle realm of gods.

Soon, the news spread everywhere.

I saw in the distance in the divine realm, long stretches of yellow sand, and giant objects of all sizes lying across the desert. They were all machine puppets and large magic weapons.

Of course, after a long period of time, these things have all decayed, covered with terrible rust, and even exude a strong smell of death like zombies.

The god here is none other than Aragami, an old acquaintance.

In Zhang Biao's eyes, this god was a taboo existence. The terrifying scenes in Vientiane City at that time echoed in his mind countless times, like a nightmare.

Now facing him again, he is looking down.

The avenues controlled by the Aragami are related to weapon refining and puppets. In the middle-level god world, they are also considered powerful gods, only under the innate five elements.

Unfortunately, even if the divine punishment ends, they will not have time to recover.

Now that the fate of the divine realm's collapse has been determined, Zhang Biao must take this opportunity to accumulate as much information as possible for the divine court to cope with the future.

Rumble!
Without any hesitation, he waved his hand, and the pitch-black River of Forgetfulness surged out of the void, roaring like a giant dragon, rushing towards the God of Desolation.

There is also an ancient battlefield along the way, where evil things are rampant, and there are even a few remains of gods causing trouble, causing spiritual energy to be unstable.

However, under the wash of the Forgotten River, the aura and ominous aura they possessed were washed away almost instantly, and the remaining residual thoughts were also swallowed up by the Forgotten River.

Outside the Aragami Divine Domain, apart from those ancient puppets, there are still several divine ships, but they have been infected by the experience of the Divine Domain, and their shapes have become different.

Even the monks on the divine ship have all turned into puppets of the wild god.

The arrival of the Wangchuan River woke them up, but before they had time to take action, they were sucked into it by the Wangchuan River.

Rumble!
The entire divine realm was shaken, and the yellow sand surged all over the sky. It was like a living creature, decomposing those ancient puppets and quickly forming new ones.

Not only that, the moving sand dunes also quickly gathered, melted like glass, and turned into a dense army of Aragami puppets.

The originally dead area suddenly became murderous.

"what?"

Zhang Biao was a little surprised and quickly used his spiritual vision.

Sure enough, there is something wrong with these "yellow sand".

They are the real wilderness tribe!
The gods and demons of Kaitian are not just those beasts and giants, but also some ancient races that are difficult to understand.

For example, this Desolate tribe is a creature the size of a grain of rice and similar to yellow sand. They can transform all flesh and blood creatures and various spiritual materials and refine them into various powerful puppets and large-scale magic weapons. The Desolate Clan's fine sand can be blended into them and then controlled.

Of course, these countless desolate tribes have all fallen, and the vast yellow sand in front of them is their mountain of corpses. They use a collective consciousness to attack outsiders.

Although he was amazed, Zhang Biao's attacks became more ferocious.

The collective consciousness of the Desolate Tribe, composed of countless individuals, was firmly restrained by the Forgotten River. After the river surged, those residual thoughts were instantly absorbed, leaving only the desert frozen into solid ice.

Even the Desolate God Realm was suppressed by the Wangchuan Formation.

Zhang Biao broke through the air and came directly to the depths of the formation.

I saw a huge spar standing in the center of the desert, most of it was buried in the sand, and the colorful mysterious light quickly moved through the spar.

This is the Aragami.

She is the center of the collective consciousness of the Desolate race, an existence similar to a female insect.

The divine light is flowing, and it is obviously returning to life.

Without saying a word, Zhang Biao released the Three Souls and Seven Souls Temple.

The ten temples were constantly rotating around the god of waste. In just a few breaths, his soul was suppressed, torn into pieces and merged into the Wangchuan River.

Afterwards, the Wangchuan River continued to surge, submerging the entire God of Desolation.

As the river water receded, the Divine Realm Formation also disappeared.

In Youqian City, Master Qianji and a group of spirit spiders were ecstatic when they saw the huge crystal stone that suddenly appeared.

Zhang Biao has promised that this avenue of desolate gods will be integrated into a temple, combined with the entire divine court, and specially used for weapon refining.

By then, their spirit spider clan will be the gods of this temple.

After destroying the Desolate God Realm, Zhang Biao rushed to the next area without stopping.

After the God Realm collapses, no one knows what will happen.

These divine realms have fallen in all directions, and when their gods wake up, they will become enemies in the future. It is better to kill them now and accumulate information along the way.

With Zhang Biao's current Taoism, even the innate Five Elements Formation dares to walk back and forth, and these peripheral divine realms are not difficult for him.

Wow!
Just an hour later, another divine domain was swallowed by the Wangchuan River.

The controllers of this divine realm are a race of gods and demons similar to Rakshasa King Kong. They are all strong, with horns on their heads, and their muscles are as strong as gold and iron.

They control the power of flesh and blood and are numerous in number. Even in these long years, their bodies have not decayed at all, just like statues of gods, sitting all over the mountains and plains.

Their gods are twelve huge giant Rakshasa.

Staying in the God Realm, he naturally found a way to recover.

This divine formation looks like undulating mountains and covered with rugged rocks, but it is actually a huge mountain of meat similar to a New Year sacrifice, with twelve flesh fetuses formed in its belly, and the bodies of the gods are hidden in it.

This kind of physical monster was originally difficult to deal with, but Zhang Biao has controlled the five turbid demon spirits. Although it has not been absorbed and refined, it can be used as a magic weapon.

The five turbid demon spirits are the nemesis of this divine realm.

Under the power of chaos and destruction, the meat mountain began to decay and become deformed. The remains of the Rakshasa Vajra also showed its mouth full of fangs, roared and turned into ashes...

As if the god of death was coming, Zhang Biao flew to the next divine realm with a calm expression.

His actions were all seen by the Alliance Supremes.

To be honest, they also wanted to join in and accumulate knowledge to cope with the catastrophe, but refining the innate five-element formation was obviously more important, so they had to suppress their greed and condense the Tao seeds as soon as possible.

Before I knew it, another few months had passed.

The entire middle divine realm was almost wiped out by Zhang Biao.

Regardless of those divine realms that had been ruined and had no chance of recovery, or the gods that were accumulating strength to awaken, they were all destroyed by the Wangchuan River.

Everywhere you looked, you could see rioting earth, water, fire and wind.

Naturally, Zhang Biao's harvest was astonishing. In addition to a large amount of divine crystals and various spiritual materials, he also collected 30,000 statues of divine disciples, which were densely packed in the divine court, like a parade of gods.

These divine realm formations can only be controlled after condensing Tao seeds.

Zhang Biao didn't have time, so he demolished them all, leaving only the core heaven-level magic weapon for future integration into the divine court.

As for those unlucky gods, they will all be killed naturally.

The unwilling resentment of the gods turned into a thick blood-colored mist and enveloped Zhang Biao. Various methods were used, but they could not be completely eliminated. They could only use the Wangchuan Avenue to slowly eliminate it.

This resentment soared into the sky, even attracting the attention of the four elephant beasts.

When Zhang Biao destroyed the last divine realm, biting cold murderous intent fell from the sky, and even the surrounding aura condensed, making a crackling sound of ice breaking.

Zhang Biao didn't care and looked at the sky indifferently.

This is a fight for the right to survive in the future. There is no good or evil, no despicability and nobility, and there is no so-called mercy.

Speaking of which, this is not the case for these four sacred beasts.

The stars and beasts that filled the sky were about to be swallowed up by them.

Today's sky has been divided into three areas. The scorching sun hangs high in the east, the bright moon shines brightly in the west, and in the central area, the star chart of the four mythical beasts rotates slowly, and its momentum is not inferior to that of the sun and the moon...

(End of this chapter)