Chapter 1067 Chapter 1070: No God ([-])
This sleep is a thousand years, when he opened his eyes to see the world again, everything has changed.

When he woke up, the memories of thousands of years ago gradually blurred in his mind, and the sense of unreality that lingered in his heart before disappeared, and his memory became intermittent.

The troubles caused by his appearance are always endless. Di Chenxian wore a bamboo hat all year round and walked in the ancient desolate continent. He was dressed in white and walked through the bloody battlefield. It blocked his face, but it made all the ancient gods fear.

This protracted battle between the eight races lasted for three full years, and there was no winner until Emperor Dixian appeared. Remains of resistance.

And after he quelled the flames of war, when he raised his foot to leave, a small blood-stained hand grabbed his sleeve tightly, and a touch of surprise flashed in Di Chenxian's eyes. He lowered his eyes and looked at the dirty Xixi rubbed the blood on his white clothes with his little hands, and his brows furrowed.

The breeze was blowing, carrying a strong smell of blood, lifted the corner of the white gauze, and the eyes of Di Chenxian and the little boy met, the little boy bit his lower lip stubbornly, his pair of eyes were as dazzling as the sun Jin Tong is full of fear.

An immature voice resounded clearly in the Asura Field where the bones were strewn across the ground: "Please, save this world, only you can!"

His words made Di Chenxian frown again, and his eyes turned scrutinizing when he looked at the little boy. He has divine power to protect his body, but anyone whose cultivation base is lower than his will never get close to him.

But this little boy easily broke through the divine power around him and grabbed his sleeve.

And this little boy has no power.

Di Yuxian was silent, and those eight tribes who were suppressed by him in one fell swoop were also silent. They already had a kind of fear engraved in their souls for this white-clothed boy who suddenly appeared on the battlefield. Dare to make one.

Di Chenxian didn't answer, the little boy tightened his hand again, as if he was afraid that if he let go, Di Chenxian would disappear.

Di Fanxian looked at him quietly, but he couldn't find anything about the little boy.

A faint murmur came out of his mouth: "It's really evil."

This little boy has no cultivation, but he can break through his body protection power, and what he said is even more intriguing. No matter how you look at it, this little boy is very weird.

The little boy raised his head and looked at him stubbornly. His body was still wounded. After several tossings, the injury became more and more serious. The little jade-like face was bloodless, as pale as a dying person.

Di Fanxian sighed: "Okay."

From then on, the Ancient Desolate Continent ushered in their first co-lord, and they called him Wushen Zun. To him, this was just a title, but to all creatures, it became their belief.

Because of Godless, they got rid of the torment of the flames of war, revived the already battered world, and the world tended to peace.

This meaning is that any great achievements of other gods will not be compared.

Those little boys were named Chi Yan, who belonged to the Yao clan. After some understanding, Di Fanxian was surprised to find that Chi Yan was born in heaven.

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