The Shuttle of the City

In the war of more than [-] years, the hell and the human race suffered huge losses, and the alliance lost the least. In the past few thousand years, some main gods have been born.

This is a great supplement to their strength, and to some extent eased the disappearance of the six masters.

boom!

A huge mushroom cloud rises here, accompanied by the soaring flames, the dazzling light surges, forming a monstrous storm and sweeping away.

Another battle between the gods.

Many of the creatures here are no longer surprised, they hid in the distance and silently watched this scene.

It was a battle between the Lord of Hell and the main god of the alliance. All kinds of light were erupting, and the power of the main god was mighty, making this void unbearable, and they collapsed one after another.

Stab!

The void suddenly split, and a pitch-black crack appeared here, inserting abruptly into the battlefield.

Finished!

Everyone who saw this scene knew that the person who came out of the crack would be doomed. It was too bad luck to choose such a position.

Facing the battle between the two main gods, it will definitely turn into scum in an instant.

Fiery energy swept away and rushed towards the crack.

A figure came out of the crack, wearing a broken battle armor, holding a broken sword in one hand, and a broken cauldron floating above his head, like a warrior returning from a hundred battles.

The aura on his body was terrifying, his fighting spirit soared to the sky, his aura was sharp and terrifying, like a sharp sword tearing the sky, cutting through the raging storm here.

The two main god-level creatures splashed all over their bodies, their scalps tingling.

They felt as if they were being stared at by some savage beast, and they couldn't help but feel fear, and their legs were trembling.

brush!

A glance swept over them, and they felt that their bodies were about to burst, and they couldn't even bear the other's gaze.

Ye Zichuan looked at the two tenth-level beings indifferently, and then he gave birth to a hand.

"Damn it!"

A big hand descended from the sky and suppressed them.

The faces of the two main gods changed drastically, and with a bang, the energy in their bodies completely exploded, just like two suns.

But it was useless at all, the somewhat rough big hand covered the sky and the sun, covering the sky, covering the sky with one hand.

The big hands crushed down inch by inch, and the bodies of the two main gods also collapsed, turning into blood mud little by little.

In just a few breaths, there are only two puddles of dirty blood left on the spot, and the dead can no longer die.

Chapter 1032 A Strong Return

The mythical battlefield was silent.

Two tenth-level life forms evolved to the top of the pyramid, overlooking countless lives, and now they are dead.

The two pools of blood are so dazzling and still shining, so many people have not recovered.

Those are the two main gods, and now they are like ants, and they were slapped to death with one slap.

This is like the Arabian Nights, leaving countless people dumbfounded.

Ye Zichuan stood in the void, his eyes were so sharp that people dare not look at each other.

He was wearing a broken golden battle armor, holding a broken sword in his hand, and a big cauldron on his head, as if he had returned from fighting in the prehistoric wilderness, his fighting spirit soared to the sky, and the entire starry sky couldn't bear this breath.

Shaking violently, as if about to burst.

Taking one step forward, a golden avenue of light appears here, like a divine bridge, spanning between heaven and earth, extending to a distant place.

Ye Zichuan's figure disappeared here, and the next moment, he appeared on the other side of the battlefield.

A hell prisoner suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky with a serious face.

Ye Zichuan didn't have any nonsense, he raised his hand and suppressed it.

"You?" The prison master suddenly changed color.

But it didn't work at all.

No matter how he yelled and how he struggled, Ye Zichuan held down his head with one hand, causing his body to collapse inch by inch, and finally turned into a puddle of blood.

Raising his hand to kill a prison master, Ye Zichuan seemed to have done a trivial thing, and disappeared here again.

Soon, his figure appeared in another place.

On this day, a total of eighteen main gods died in the mythical battlefield!

All were killed by one person.

The entire mythical battlefield was boiling over, and the mysterious person who made the shot was finally recognized.

Human Race, Ye Zichuan!

A new generation of Emperor!

He didn't die, he returned against the sky, announced his return with an incomparably tyrannical posture, and killed eighteen main gods in one day, and eleven of them died in hell.

When this news reached Hell and the Alliance, the entire universe was shaken three times.

Decades have passed, everyone believed that Ye Zichuan was dead, how could he reappear?

Many people don't believe it, especially those prison masters and rulers.

The twelve masters hold the ancient artifacts of origin, even the master of the universe can be killed, but they failed to leave Ye Zichuan?

But when the images from the mythical battlefield came back, many people stopped talking.

It's really Ye Zichuan!

Many people have already left an unforgettable impression in their hearts, and they will never admit their mistakes.

After confirming this news, what followed was fear, boundless fear!

The twelve rulers all died, but Ye Zichuan survived.

What kind of combat power is this?

Countless people felt cold all over their bodies and felt great fear.

In this universe, is there anyone who can kill Ye Zichuan?

Everyone felt that he was really invincible, against the sky, no one could kill him anymore.

In the alliance, after a few old monsters from the court found out, their hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

"impossible!"

"This is impossible!"

They still couldn't believe it.

The two ancient artifacts, even one of them, can seriously injure or even kill them. No matter how strong Ye Zichuan is, he will never be able to withstand this kind of power. How did he survive?

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"What about the ancient artifacts?"

"Where is the ancient artifact of origin? We must not let others get it!"

"Damn!"

Ye Zichuan's return against the sky caused countless people to panic.

And the happiest among them should be the human race.

When the image of Ye Zichuan raising his hand to suppress the main gods from all walks of life was sent back, the entire Great Wall erupted.

The attacks from Hell have gradually decreased, but the war that has lasted for more than five thousand years has drastically reduced the number of soldiers on the Great Wall, and now there are no more than one in ten.

The rest of the army was demoralized and their morale plummeted.

But now, knowing that Ye Zichuan was still alive, countless people cheered.

"Really? Is this true? The master is still alive?"

"He is not the ruler, he is the emperor of the human race!"

"That's right, the new generation of Human Sovereign must be him!"

"I knew that Lord Human Sovereign would never fall so easily."

"The mighty human race!"

Not long after, Ye Zichuan's figure descended on the Great Wall.

This is not his real body, but a projection, and his person is still hundreds of millions of light years away.

"I'm fine and will be back shortly."

At the same time, the human race also saw this image in the territory of the sunny side.

His personal appearance was far more exciting than the various news that came back.

The slack morale of the human race gathered almost instantly, and cheers were everywhere.

"I knew that nothing would happen to my father!"

"It's great that he's alive."

"There is still hope for the human race, and it will not be extinct so easily."

"Long live the Emperor!"

Just a few days later, another message came from the depths of the universe.

The immortal civilization in the tenth level civilization was destroyed.

The Immortal Saint had died in battle a long time ago, and the Immortal Saint King had also fallen, leaving only the last ruler of the immortal civilization—the Immortal Saint Emperor!

The Immortal Holy Emperor is very strong, he is the ancestor of the previous two masters, and one of the founders of the entire immortal civilization.