The Dead Sea, and most of the territories adjacent to the gods and demons, are now in chaos and ruin.

The war is burning here.

Countless Dead Sea soldiers died in it.

Of course, there are also gods and demons.

But at this moment, countless soldiers of the gods and demons were cheering, and the successive great victories gave them some hope.

The hope of the re-emergence of the gods and demons.

Of course, there are exceptions.

Gu Qianqiu was obviously not so relaxed. His face was gloomy and his heart was uneasy.

Because he understands that the victory in front of him is likely to be short-lived, and whether he can hold on to this result depends on the next battle.

Until Daojiuzhong doesn't take action, everything is in vain.

Because with just one ninth-level Daoist, all the previous victories of the gods and demons can be wiped out in an instant.

And this was exactly what made him extremely anxious.

The Ninth Level of the Great Dao is the pinnacle of existence in the three realms and the true strongest person. He doesn't know whether he can withstand the attack of such a strong person.

However, the gods and demons have no retreat.

If you want to rise, you must take risks. If the gods and demons want to challenge the pressure of the Dead Sea, they will take even greater risks.

So he roped in Huan Hai and Fang Yi.

He has seen Huan Hai's step-by-step journey to where he is today, and Fang Yi's step-by-step journey to where he is today. He believes that cooperating with Huan Hai is the best opportunity and the choice to minimize the risk.

Outsiders don't know what Fang Yi is like, but he knows it very well, from the corridor of time until now.

No one knows Fang Yi's progress better than him, so...

However, the thing that he couldn't worry about, Fang Yi never appeared from the beginning to the end, as if it had nothing to do with him.

If the Huanhai army hadn't also joined the battle, he would have been a little suspicious.

"Report!"

Just when Gu Qianqiu was filled with sorrow, a younger brother came in a hurry outside the main hall.

"Lord Qi, the Dead Sea Army is approaching. It is said that this time the Holy Lord of Purgatory will personally lead the army."

What!

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall turned pale.

Is the Holy King of Purgatory, the majestic ninth-level master of the Great Dao, really going to take action? At this moment, everyone felt extremely timid.

The gods and demons have long since declined. Not to mention the ninth level of the avenue, even the eighth level of the avenue no longer exists.

If Gu Qianqiu hadn't inherited the legacy of the King of Time, the Gods and Demons would have no choice but to settle in the Gods and Demons Mountain.

No!

There is not even this last place of shelter, because the Mountain of Gods and Demons is already about to collapse under the impact of the chaotic beast.

When the great calamity of the Three Realms approaches, the first one is the Mountain of Gods and Demons.

They have no way out, they can only move forward.

But at this moment, what was in front of them was a strong man of the ninth level of the avenue, who had the great reputation of the Holy Lord of Purgatory, as one can imagine.

How can they not be afraid?

Even though Gu Qianqiu had expected it, his expression became extremely ugly.

"Hmph! Isn't it said that there are unwritten rules in Canghai? You can't take action at the ninth level of the avenue, it's simply..."

"That's right, there's no shame in shaving."

Everyone yelled and cursed, looking extremely angry.

But no matter how you look at it, it seems like a cowardly behavior.

Gu Qianqiu was indifferent. At this time, he had no room to retreat. He raised his eyes and scanned the crowd, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"So what about the Holy Lord of Purgatory? Whoever dares to block the way of our God-Demon Tribe will pay a heavy price."

Gu Qianqiu's loud voice resounded, as if to cheer everyone up again.

"That's right!"

However, just at this moment, an indifferent voice sounded from the endless void.

The voice was erratic, as if it were far away in the world, but also as close as before. It was not loud, but it was very penetrating. Even the loud voice of the ages seemed insignificant under the coverage of this voice.

Like the voice of the great road, it overwhelms everything.

this?

Everyone in the hall obviously heard this sound, and everyone looked up at the sky.

Gu Qianqiu was no exception, and his face suddenly turned cold.

"It came so fast!"

He murmured softly, and his figure soared into the sky. When he reappeared, he was already above the vast void.

The powerful men of the gods and demons also looked up at the void as if facing a formidable enemy, their breaths stirring.

As if ready to take action at any time.

But it is a pity that they cannot sense the existence of the enemy at all, even if the enemy is right in front of them, that faint figure is like the god of death walking out of hell.

But when it fell into their senses, it was like nothingness. The energy of gods and demons, let alone locking onto each other, disappeared before they even got close.

"The Holy Lord of Purgatory?"

Everyone had a look of horror on their faces.

They had no idea whether the person coming was the Holy Lord of Purgatory. Such a powerful man was not something they could come into contact with. They had only heard about it.

But judging from the terrifying aura at this moment, it is obvious that it cannot be fake.

There is also Gu Qianqiu’s solemn expression.

"Are you the son of gods and demons?"

The Purgatory Saint King's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he looked at Gu Qianqiu lightly, as if he was admiring a novel thing.

Not to be outdone, Gu Qianqiu also asked: "Are you the Holy King of Purgatory?"

At the same time as he spoke, white halos began to surge around him, and the passage of time filled the air. Each white halo was as long as an era.

All things evolve in it, and the power of rules expands in it.

With Gu Qianqiu as the center, his whole person has been wrapped in the path of time, as if he has been completely integrated into the long river of time.

"It is indeed the way of time!"

The Purgatory Saint King's eyes brightened slightly, as if he had finally aroused some interest.

At the same time as he spoke, there was a weak wave all over his body, which also spread like the ancient Qianqiu.

The whole world was calm, like a calm ocean, with a few ripples. There were no big waves, and it didn't look like the situation when two powerful men were fighting against each other.

Everything seemed too weird.

However, under such circumstances, the white halo is breaking apart and being compressed little by little.

Gu Qianqiu's face became paler and paler, and sweat broke out on his forehead.

"What a pity! You are not the King of Time after all."

The people below were a little confused. Maybe they didn't know what happened at all, but they just sensed that Gu Qianqiu was in extremely bad condition.

But knowing this, they could do nothing.

Until the indifferent voice of the Saint King of Purgatory sounded.

"You are too anxious. If I give you some more time, maybe..."

"But you don't have time anymore, so commit suicide!"

There was still an indifferent voice, and people who didn't know better thought he was talking about something trivial.

The faces of the soldiers of the gods and demons below all became extremely ugly, because they had all realized what was coming. The terrifying energy of gods and demons erupted from their bodies, connecting into one piece, as if they were trying to shake the supreme power of the Holy Lord Ripples.

pressure.

However, can they do it?

The Holy Lord of Purgatory slowly turned his head, looked down, and said: "Having so many people buried with you is worthy of the King of Time's way of time."

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