The reincarnation of the Great Forbidden Heaven has ushered in a dark night, with no glimmer of hope in sight. Powerful creatures that have accumulated through the stacked eras have risen together and are competing with each other. Everything is destroyed and the land is filled with sorrow.
Somewhere in the Reincarnated Forbidden Heaven, there is a huge Chaos God Star.
In the eyes of the middle Taoist god, this is just a huge divine star.
But if there are high-level Tao gods here, they will find that there are many rare gods gathered here, and the Tao patterns are densely covered, like Tao stars intertwined with endless formations.
Countless large formations cover this place, and they are densely covered with mountains. There are many great mountains with a height of tens of thousands of feet, towering into the vast sky.
At this moment, the Dao Star was shaking violently, and the dense Dao patterns on its surface were disappearing, clearly under attack.
"Hahaha, I don't know where these disciples of the ancient god fled to. They were hiding here."
"If it weren't for the guidance of Senior Brother Wu Ding and the others, I'm afraid we really wouldn't be able to discover it."
…
A series of wild laughter echoed between heaven and earth.
I saw a group of creatures with chaotic divine wings on their backs, using their super magical powers to continuously attack the Dao Star.
"They actually found this place!"
At this moment, two hundred disciples of the Ancient God were gathering together in the underground of the Dao Star. Feeling the movement from the outside world, they were all trembling with fright, their expressions were pale, and the atmosphere between them was extremely depressing.
The ancient god tribe, lacking the combat power across the stacked ages, appears.
Over the years, the disciples of the Ancient God who survived the decisive battle at the Redbud Ruins have been forced to hide in Tibet, like lost dogs, suffering heavy losses and withering to only two hundred.
Faced with the successive pursuits of various major groups, they no longer dispersed, but gathered together one after another, and worked together to build this Dao Star as a hiding place, but they were still found by the disciples of Wing God.
This is their last line of defense, but now they are facing being breached!
Looking carefully, among the two hundred disciples of the ancient god, Chun Mie Yang with red eyebrows and red hair was also among them.
"There are only dozens of Yishen disciples besieging this Dao Star, so there is nothing to worry about."
"But there are also Yishen disciples who have practiced two stacks and three stacks who have shown up to support them!"
At this moment, Chun Mie Yang's deep eyes penetrated the Dao Star and looked towards the vast chaotic void.
Behind the Wing God disciples who attacked Dao Star, two tall figures could be seen standing side by side. They also had the blood of Wing God, and their auras had the weight of years of accumulation.
They stood with their hands behind their hands and seemed to have no interest in joining the battle.
But just standing there made the two hundred disciples of the ancient gods under the Dao Star feel desperate and unable to generate the slightest will to fight.
Swish! Swish!
However, the next moment, the two tall creatures seemed to feel something, their expressions changed slightly, and after a while of whispering, they disappeared together.
"Why did Senior Brother Wu Ding and the others leave?"
At this moment, the Yishen disciples who were besieging Dao Xing stopped one after another with astonished expressions.
It was very rare for those two creatures to show such expressions. Something big had definitely happened, which made them uneasy.
"withdraw!"
These Wing God disciples all had different expressions, and looked at the Dao Star in front of them, and finally retreated unwillingly.
In the decisive battle in the Redbud Ruins, the powerful men born in this era of the Winged Gods suffered too many losses.
Without the help of those two creatures, they alone would not be able to deal with the disciples of the Ancient God in this Dao Star.
"All these Wing God disciples actually retreated?"
All the fluctuations returned to calm. The disciples of the Ancient God in the Dao Star underground rose into the air one by one and looked into the chaotic void from a distance. Their expressions were dull, and then they let out excited cheers.
Anyway, they finally got through it.
"The two Winged God disciples across the stacked period seem to be heading towards the East Qi Valley!"
"What happened?"
At this moment, Chun Mie Yang among them was frowning.
Dongqi Valley has a deep connection with their group of ancient gods. What does this mean?
…
The fighting in Dongqi Valley has long ended.
Thirty Wing God disciples were all killed by Xiao Ye, and their flesh and blood was scattered in the East Qi Valley.
"Junior Brother Xiao Ye..."
Mo Cha and the two disciples of the Ancient God's Palm Pavilion all came forward with complicated expressions.
Xiao Ye's strength has soared to such an extent that it makes them feel like they are in a dream.
However, Xiao Ye's chaotic soul that destroyed the martial cauldron might have been exposed, but it made them feel uneasy.
"Three senior brothers, Dongqi Valley will soon turn into a place of calamity. You should leave as soon as possible."
After learning about the situation of the disciples of the Ancient God over the years, Xiao Ye remained silent for a long time before speaking calmly.
Somewhere in the air, he could sense that there was a terrifying energy targeting Dongqi Valley.
Obviously.
The Yishen disciple named Wu Ding is probably already on his way here.
"What!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Mo Cha and the two disciples of the Ancient God Palm Pavilion changed slightly.
They can naturally understand the meaning of Xiao Ye's words.
The other party is obviously going to face Wu Ding head-on!
"Junior brother Xiao Ye, we are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. We will fight outside in Dongqi Valley. If you lose, we will rush in to help."
Mo Sha's expression changed several times, and finally he said in a deep voice.
Nowadays, Xiao Ye's strength is indeed too unpredictable, and there is no chance of winning against Wu Ding.
If they stay, they will become a burden.
The other two disciples of the Ancient God Palm Pavilion nodded in agreement, and then rushed out of Dongqi Valley with Mo Cha.
"Lost to Wu Ding?"
Looking at the backs of Mo Sha and others, Xiao Ye smiled slightly and shook his head.
Although your Yishen disciple named Wu Ding has practiced for two stacks, he doesn't care about his strength at all.
What he cares about is that this battle will draw the attention of other high-ranking Taoist gods from various major groups across the stacked ages.
When the time comes, his situation will definitely be very difficult, and his life or death will be unpredictable.
"Throughout my journey, I, Xiao Ye, have not only received the blessings of the senior master of time, but also the care of many senior brothers from the ancient gods."
"Now that we lack the combat power that has accumulated over the ages to support us, many disciples of the ancient gods are being hunted. How can I, Xiao Ye, back down?"
Xiao Ye whispered to himself and sat down cross-legged in Dongqi Valley, silently adjusting his state.
Time flies, only a few months have passed.
boom!
At the entrance of Dongqi Valley, the steep mountain peak that has always stood firm through the changes of the years is now shaking crazily, cracking, and collapsing.
At the same time, the unparalleled divine power that has accumulated over the years swept forward along the entrance towards the Dongqi Valley, overwhelming the heavens.
In an instant, the vast universe in the Dongqi Valley was filled with rocks and clouds. The bare prehistoric giant trees were impacted, uprooted, and turned into sawdust flying everywhere.
"Are you coming?"
At the same time, Xiao Ye, who was sitting quietly in Dongqi Valley, stood up and looked at the entrance of Dongqi Valley from a distance.
