Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

Time flies, the chaos ups and downs, and the desolation of the gods' constant decay, never dissipates, and permeates all domains.

With the rulers and the ancient gods, there is no war in chaos.

But it does not mean that chaotic creatures can continue to grow.

Looking at the long river of chaos, even the innate gods have been changed several times, and it is rare to find the true eternal ones.

All this is mainly caused by various variables, and the alternate Peripheral impacts, on the contrary, are second.

Perhaps, the variables that appear in various periods are also part of the cycle of heaven.

The cruel alternate impacts of the Peripheries continue to take away the gods under the flourishing age.

The world even perceives that the ancestral **** heaven is beginning to flourish and decline, and is going downhill.

The ancestral gods are powerful, and they are not afraid of the alternate persecution.

But it is also extremely difficult to practice, and it is full of dangers.

After the shackles of practice were closed, the backlashes in the process of comprehending the ten thousand ways naturally erupted frequently, causing many old ancestors to become sick and difficult to resolve, and then withered in the years.

The ancient gods, the army of ancestor gods cultivated, has been unable to maintain the peak level.

There is a sense of decline in the heavenly court of the ancestors that flourished in the past.

The perfect creatures absorbed from all chaos domains are also much less.

The geniuses among them all fell before enlightenment, so that the proliferation of the innate gods like the ancestor gods began to become indifferent.

At this time, in the Great Forbidden Sky, a vast calamity was erupting.

In the catastrophe, the chaotic stars are shining, surrounding a man whose body is like mercury pouring, constantly turning, releasing various principles.

Looking closely, these stars seemed to have been ignited, extremely devastating, waves of turbulent waves, rushing toward the man, wanting to wipe out his body.

This man fought hard, trying to break the catastrophe and create a bright and shining future.

"Even he can't get through the dangers of cultivation?"

The gods in Fu Mo were all startled, and when they opened their eyes, there was a sad expression in their eyes.

Because this kind of catastrophe did not arise from the heavens and the earth, but broke out from the man's body, and punish him.

Such a deed.

It has happened repeatedly in recent years, all caused by the ancestor gods. Logically speaking, the world has long been used to it.

But the man is not easy.

It was Kunlun, the first Lord of Heaven in this era.

An ancestral **** who became enlightened at the same time as the second generation Xiao Ye, after the expiration of his term, he abdicated and practiced himself, and he had already reached the highest level.

If the opponent dies, the blow to the ancestor **** is absolutely unprecedented.

Time goes by.

The catastrophe in Fu Mo became more and more terrifying.

There are unmatched Daoguang, one after another soaring from Kunlun's body, as if from nine heavens, evolved another self, constantly swooping down, knocking the body of the Kunlun ancestor **** to explode, coughing up blood in the staggering retreat , Has been defeated.

"Haha!"

"Before a thousand times before, when Eternal Sky was in trouble, I was too weak and could only hide."

"I thought that after practicing, I could follow Master Xiao Ye and fight for the chaotic future, but in the end I couldn't even get past this level. It's ridiculous!"

Kunlun was looking up and laughing.

God allowed the birth of the ancestor god, but he also treated the ancestor **** harshly.

At this time, he was just as unwilling as the ancestors who died.

The old illnesses accumulated over the years seem to be entangled in Kunlun by chains.

Facing such a catastrophe, he really couldn't hold on anymore, in a trance, and even saw the end of his life, just today.

Hum!

At the critical moment, a beam of dazzling light suddenly transpired from outside the territory, like a sharp blade of light, directly cutting off the connection between the Great Tribulation and Kunlun.

At the same time, there are great roads in sympathy, and obviously there are innate gods who have cultivated the world and come here.

"Senior Ikama, what are you going to do?"

When Kunlun saw the strong man in purple robe headed by him, his expression changed drastically.

The ancestral gods’ practice of peril is a harsh condemnation of the heavens, and it also represents the evolution of the heavens, which cannot be changed by external forces.

Otherwise, the ancestor gods will not fall one after another in these years.

Like this time, Ikama blasted the catastrophe away and saved him temporarily.

Then the danger he will face next time will only be more terrifying.

This is a waste of effort.

"We can't intervene in the cultivation of the ancestral gods, but we can temporarily seal you up, and wait until the environment of the world becomes more relaxed, and then let you unblock and renew your glory!"

Cheng Wen, who also appeared, spoke.

"Avoid the world?"

Kunlun was slightly stunned when he heard the words, and went silent.

It turns out that in recent years, the ancient gods are not as calm as they seem to be, are they silently seeking a way?

Although this method is not a good strategy, it is not bad, at least it can keep him alive.

It's just that, when the environment of the world is relaxed, and the glorious day continues, I don't know which year it will be.

After the communication, Cheng Wen did not lose time.

Various high-level avenues branded all over his body, and with a powerful cultivation base, Kunlun's wounded body was fixed.

As for Ikama.

Already deployed in the void.

Over the years, he spent a lot of energy and created many new formations just for this day.

The large array of over a hundred primitive-level gods seemed to have won the good fortune of the heaven and the earth, spreading out in the void of the devil, and the flaming array patterns converged, and finally condensed a huge divine coffin, which enveloped Kunlun.

The divine coffin was like amber, crystal clear, and there was an immeasurable divine liquid surging in it, allowing Kunlun to sleep in it.

this moment.

There are all traces of Kunlun in the world, all of them disappeared, even the chaotic life stone he left in the heavenly court was quietly shattered, and it was no different from death.

This is an act of deceiving God.

Both for Cheng Wen and Yi Jian, there are huge losses.

"carry on!"

"Strive for more high-level ancestor gods to live in the future!"

The two looked at each other tiredly, then left quickly and arrived in another domain.

Just as Kunlun guessed.

The ancient gods, watching the ancestor gods wither, how can they not be anxious?

This is about the future of chaos.

For this reason, they went to see Xiao Ye more than once, trying to ask for a method.

After all, Xiao Ye, based in the Qitian Realm, is completely possible to reverse all this.

But Xiao Ye did not agree to their request.

Because he can only be at the same level with the sky, temporarily affecting the evolution of the heavens, which is of little significance and requires a price to give Eternal Sky a chance.

The ancient gods gathered again to discuss, and even visited a lot of masters, only then did they figure out this method.

But the ancestor **** is too strong.

It is simply unrealistic to want to seal all the ancestral gods for the future, and they can only choose the high-level ones among them.

after many years.

There is another trace of the ancestor god, dissipating between heaven and earth.

The ancient gods took turns to help Ikama to seal.

In the process, Ikama fainted several times, still dragging his tired body to continue the formation.

(First one!)