One-third of the 100,000 years since the founding of the Battlefield has passed.
Almost half of the 60 million median Taoist realm creatures who entered the Dieji battlefield together in the past have died, which shows the brutality of the fighting in Dieji.
Up to now, in the blood-red universe, the stable space comparable to the second floor of the ancient treasure pavilion of the ancient gods is full of holes.
Looking around, I don't know how many huge chaos stars have turned into fragments, and the divine blood mixed in the ruins has solidified.
At this moment, a fierce battle was breaking out in a certain area of the Diji Battlefield. In the divine light that was falling all over the sky, a embarrassed figure rose into the sky and was constantly teleporting away, escaping into the distance.
Looking carefully, this creature is half human and half crocodile, but it is extremely handsome, with a fair face and the blood of an ancient god.
He is surrounded by the bloodline of the ancient gods and has inherited the four avenues of chaos.
Among them, both the mind demon and the deprivation have reached the third level. He is quite powerful, but he is scarred and severely injured, and his divine body is almost exhausted.
He is none other than Li Zhenchuan, a disciple of Cheyuan Hou.
boom!
At this moment, the blood-red universe in front of Li Zhenchuan suddenly shook.
There is a terrifying aura rising up, just like the endless undulations of the vast sea, turning into Taoist formations and flooding in this direction.
"Damn it!"
Li Zhenchuan's expression changed drastically, and he was frantically activating his super powers, but he was still overwhelmed by this terrifying aura.
Poof!
I saw him being blown away, his divine body exploding, purple blood mist rising up, and a piece of flesh and blood falling down.
Whizzing!
Directly in front of Li Zhenchuan, more than a hundred figures appeared, all of them with unkind expressions, blocking Li Zhenchuan.
"Are you still being caught up?"
Li Zhenchuan stopped in embarrassment and was rapidly reshaping his divine body. Looking at the hundreds of creatures in front of him, he immediately clenched his fists with a look of resentment on his face.
Five hundred years ago.
In the Ji Ji battlefield, in order to force Xiao Ye to show up, those heaven-defying middle-level Taoist gods united and launched a bloodbath against the disciples of the ancient god.
The ancient god's bloodline is undoubtedly the top bloodline in the chaotic world.
However, there were too many powerful enemies, and all the powerful forces came together, causing the disciples of the ancient gods who entered the battlefield to suffer extremely heavy losses, and it was like a nightmare.
For example, his team of ancient gods was slaughtered until he was the only one left, and even Bray died.
"I still wonder how strong the ancient god's bloodline is, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that. With the ancient god's bloodline, you can only become a lost dog."
"As time goes by, the ancient gods are declining day by day, and the ancient god's bloodline may be completely extinct."
The owners of these hundreds of figures all have animal bodies. They are disciples of the God of Strength, and their strength is extraordinary.
The five Lishen disciples headed by them all had a profound understanding of the Avenue of Chaos and were qualified to attack the upper Taoist realm. At this moment, they all sneered and surrounded Li Zhenchuan.
"Ha ha!"
"My strength is nothing compared to the Ancient God clan. You injured me, do you think you can look down on us Ancient God disciples?"
"In the past, when Xiao Ye, our ancient god clan, slaughtered two million middle-level Tao gods, why didn't you see you jumping out to show off your power?"
Li Zhenchuan laughed angrily, his handsome face distorted.
Among the ninety-nine and eighty-one innate gods, the God of Strength can only be ranked in the middle. Now these disciples of the God of Strength are actually looking down on the ancient gods?
"Xiao Ye?"
"He's such a shy turtle, he's been hiding for tens of thousands of years, he's not worth mentioning at all!"
When Li Zhenchuan's words came out, it seemed as if he had violated the taboos of these disciples of the God of Strength. They all had gloomy expressions and murderous intent.
At this moment, terrifying divine power was rising, rising from the hundreds of power disciples, preparing to kill Li Zhenchuan.
"Haha, since I can't escape today, I might as well go crazy and let you know that the reputation of our ancient god clan cannot be insulted!"
Li Zhenchuan's godhead also seemed to be on fire, and he was ready to strike to the death.
"Coward?"
"Not worth mentioning?"
At this moment, the color of the world changed, and cold words came out, carrying terrifying fluctuations.
Every sound of a word will cause the divine bodies of these hundreds of Lishen disciples to tremble, and the divine power erupting from their bodies will be suppressed by a few points.
When these cold words fell completely, the hundreds of disciples of the God of Power seemed to be frozen in place, their divine power was weakened, and even the surging Taoist power was suppressed.
They looked down in horror, and at some point, there were divine chains transformed from purple light, densely wrapped around their bodies, imprisoning their Tao and Dharma.
"Is this..."
At this moment, the hundreds of disciples of the God of Strength looked around and saw a tall and tall figure appearing silently in the field.
He was dressed in black and had black hair. He was a human man with a tall and tall figure. He did not emit any overwhelming power, but when he fell in the eyes of hundreds of power god disciples, it made their pupils shrink violently.
"Xiao...Xiao Ye?"
Li Zhenchuan, who was preparing to fight desperately, couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw this man.
The instigator of the turmoil in the Diji battlefield unexpectedly appeared on his own initiative.
"Xiao Ye has appeared, run away quickly and inform the other tribes' heaven-defying middle-level Taoist gods!"
The hundred disciples of the God of Strength were all frightened and wanted to escape, but their bodies were convulsing.
Under the constraints of the purple divine chain, they couldn't even take a step, let alone fly.
"You don't even have the courage to fight my enemy, and you dare to call me a coward? Ridiculous!"
Xiao Ye didn't even bother to look at these Lishen disciples. He just waved his hand and the sky was suddenly flooded with purple light.
Tsk tsk tsk!
At this moment, the purple divine chains on the hundreds of Lishen disciples shrank inward, crushing their bodies and their divine heads to pieces.
Just in the blink of an eye, hundreds of Lishen disciples all died!
Seeing this scene, Li Zhenchuan was in a daze and couldn't help but shudder.
In the past, when he was in the Land of Destiny, he could still fight with Xiao Ye, but now it is difficult for him to compete with him.
Xiao Ye is becoming more and more unfathomable.
"Xiao Ye, once the news of your appearance spreads, all the heaven-defying middle-level Taoist gods in the Jiji battlefield will probably come to kill..."
Li Zhenchuan came to his senses and reminded him quickly.
By this time, the old grudges between him and Xiao Ye were already insignificant.
"You don't have to wait for the news to spread. Maybe I will go look for them myself and see how many fellow disciples have died in these years. Even the mere disciples of the God of Power dare to look down on our group of ancient gods."
Xiao Ye raised his hand to interrupt Li Zhenchuan's kind reminder.
After leaving a thousand high-grade Chaos Stones for Li Zhenchuan, he did not hide his traces and went directly across the sky.
"Xiao Ye, what are you going to do..."
Looking at Xiao Ye's back, Li Zhenchuan was stunned.
(The first update is here, sorry for the late update, I will continue to write the second update!)