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This war lasted for a long time, and many people felt tired.

More than a year.

Hell maintained a crazy offensive, attacked for more than a year, and finally slowly retreated.

In this battle, Ye Zichuan beheaded a demon-level powerhouse.

This is an appalling record, shaking the star field.

Such a strong man has reached the threshold of the realm of the main god, and is the most likely existence to become the main god.

If you break through, then there will be one more prisoner in hell, and the strength will be greatly increased.

Among the eighteen layers of hell, each layer has a prisoner in charge.

In other words, there are at least 18 prisoners in hell!

When the civilization of the gods was at its strongest, there were not so many, and the power of hell was simply desperate.

In more than a year, more than 50,000 soldiers died in Shanhaiguan, and even two upper gods died.

This loss is really nothing compared to hell.

But now the human race is isolated and helpless, being attacked by two sides, any loss of high-end combat power is a painful price.

After the war, the troops of Shanhaiguan began to recuperate.

Ye Zichuan took out all the elixir in the medicine field, and he was not stingy.

In the past, he was worried about other people coveting his things, but now, he has reached the half-step main god level, strong enough, so he doesn't worry about others coveting him.

I believe that a strong man like the main god would not act on him just because of some elixir.

"This kind of battle, I don't know when it's head."

On the wall, Li Changye sighed with Ye Zichuan.

Ye Zichuan was able to stay here for more than 10,000 years before, which made him admire.

"There are too many hell creatures, and no one knows how they multiply so far. The more creatures here die, the more they number. I don't know how those dead souls became hell creatures. Ye Zichuan said.

The dark side of hell has always been a mystery, and no one knows what kind of scene there is, and how it differs from the sunny side.

For so many years since the birth of the universe, no life on the sun side has ever entered the dark side.

The life aura of the creatures on the sun face is too obvious. When it comes to the dark side, it is like a light in the dark, and it will be exposed in minutes.

Maybe the Lord God will know something.

"Yes, hell knows us very well, but we know very little about hell. When I think of my soul coming from there, I panicked." Li Changye couldn't help but touched it. Own eyebrows.

No one knows the true mystery of the universe.

After the sun-faced creature dies, the soul will enter hell.

And when the sun-faced creatures were born, hell also came from hell.

There is a problem here.

When life is born, the soul is pure, without any dark aura, which is inconsistent with the style of hell.

Therefore, Ye Zichuan had a guess in his heart, perhaps, hell could not completely control the soul.

If you can control it, you can completely bring the soul to the dark color, so that after being born in the body of the new life, it can form a kind of "pollution", and eventually turn the entire sun into darkness.

Of course, this is only his guess, there is no evidence, and he does not know whether it is true or false.

How did the shadow and the sun of the universe come into being?

What kind of secrets are there between the yin face and the yang face? These are the deepest mysteries of the universe.

Only by standing higher can you see more.

"Is there still no news from Tianzun Mountain?" Li Changye asked instead.

"No." Ye Zichuan shook his head, his face gloomy: "There has been no news there, and I don't know how it is now."

Tianzun Mountain is the holy mountain of the human race, and is the dojo of the legendary three Tianzun Taoists.

But now, Tianzun Mountain is closed. After so long, I don't know what happened inside.

After all, the white-haired Daoist is a Dao ancestor-level existence, if there is any accident to him...

Ye Zichuan didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The Terran has already lost a Yang Tianhen. If the White-haired Taoist is lost, then the human race will completely collapse.

This will be a fatal blow!

"We still have to keep getting stronger. Only when we reach the realm of the Lord God can we be considered to have a real foothold." Li Changye sighed.

Ye Zichuan nodded.

Compared with most people, they are lucky enough.

Inheriting the godhead of the main god, you only need to keep digging and absorbing to break through.

In just over 10,000 years, it has reached the half-step main god level, and other people who practice normally may not be able to break through even 100,000 years.

It's like Kane, from the age of the gods to the present, more than one hundred thousand years.

This is because he has the space to dominate as a teacher. Without the guidance of the dominator, he will break through more slowly.

The road is ruthless, and the transition and evolution of life is to break the layers of shackles and finally reach eternity.

This road is full of thorns and hardships.

Fortunately for Ye Zichuan and Li Changye, two golden mountains fell from the sky and hit them.

Compared with many people, their starting point is already at the peak...

The world is expanding faster and faster.

Ye Zichuan felt that it was nothing to install a hundred suns.

When it truly reaches the realm of the Lord God, the world will undergo earth-shaking changes.

The most fringe of the world, Hongmeng Space stands here forever, connecting an unknown space and the universe.

The Hongmeng aura flowing from the Hongmeng space was rushing like a river at this time, quickly being absorbed by the world.

And right at the entrance of the space, the world tree took root in the void, already very tall at this time.

The leaves are luxuriant, and the branches are as powerful as a horned dragon. Each leaf is like a world, shining with a little light.

The world tree now has the appearance of a sacred tree.

Wow!

The leaves shook and rustled.

Ye Zichuan feels that this is like a kind of wonderful note, like the sound of a avenue, which makes people intoxicated and sinking.

Even the lines on the leaves, each line seems to contain the principles of heaven and earth, like Dao lines.

Ye Zichuan sat cross-legged under the World Tree, looking at this big tree that almost obscured the sky, and fell silently into realization.

There is not much time for this retreat, because every once in a while in Shanhaiguan, there will be wars.

And every war will last a long time.

Therefore, Ye Zichuan cherishes such a quiet time.

Wow!

A little bit of aura fell from the world tree, like countless fireflies flying between the sky and the earth, and like countless light particles, falling down.

One sand one world, one flower one heaven.

One tree and one bodhi, one leaf and one Tathagata.

The space can be very large, encompassing an infinite universe.

The space can also be very small, and there are countless molecules in a single gravel.

From micro to macro, from abstract to reality.

Space is everywhere.