Huge beasts that looked like ancient battleships were colliding with each other.
Among the major groups of innate gods, the true disciples of the Lower Nirvana Realm came out and were fighting madly, leaving the Chaos Void in ruins.
The sky, which is hundreds of millions of miles long, is like a rough sea, undulating.
Whoosh!
Between a cyan super star and a continent shrouded in purple light, a bloody figure was rushing towards the distance.
His speed is too fast.
In one thought, endless territory can be traversed.
But it still doesn't work.
Because there were many pursuers, and all of them were extremely fast, and most of them were even faster than him.
"Xiao Ye, this is the time when the world is under attack. Where do you think you can escape?"
"Just accept your death!"
One of the creatures had already chased after him.
He has been practicing for a very long time, and has gone quite far in the lower Nirvana level, and is much better than the defenders of the past.
He has silver divine wings, which are dazzling and dazzling, like a pair of sickles crossing the sky. The four avenues of chaos flowing on them turn into beams of light and have already struck behind Xiao Ye.
Poof!
Xiao Ye's figure swayed and he wanted to avoid it, but he was still half a minute too late. His body was rubbed and received a terrible impact, and his body flew out.
Whoosh!
Before Xiao Ye could stabilize his figure, the creature with silver divine wings had already caught up with him and blocked him in front of him, with a cold look on his face.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In just a few breaths of time, the space was turbulent, and another three hundred true descendants of the Winged God came through the sky one after another, surrounding Xiao Ye.
"The most outstanding genius disciple of the ancient gods in hundreds of epochs will die today!"
"This son's rise has been contaminated by the blood of too many descendants of the Winged God. No one can save him today!"
"Kill this boy first, then rush back, and then slaughter the other true descendants of the ancient gods. In this decisive battle, our Winged God clan will definitely be the biggest winner!"
…
They stared at Xiao Ye, as if looking at a dying person.
At the same time, some of the Winged God's true successors took out the divine materials that had accumulated over the ages from the divine body, and arranged the Nirvana Formation around them, shrouding Xiao Ye inside.
It's not that they are too cautious.
But Xiao Ye's luck was so bad that he faced danger several times, but various forces interfered with him and allowed him to escape.
Now that they are coming in large numbers, they naturally do not want the old scene to reappear.
Faced with this scene, Xiao Ye calmed down and stood in the field, silently healing his wounds, without any rush to break out of the encirclement.
At the same time, his deep eyes looked in another direction.
There, there was an aura belonging to the ancient gods' magical powers, blooming to the fullest, and at the same time, battle fluctuations broke out. It was not as shocking as the decisive battle, but it was still quite tragic.
"Has the Seven Nights begun?"
"He is indeed not simple. It seems that if he wants to slaughter those hundred true descendants of the Winged God, there should be no problem!"
Xiao Ye whispered to himself, looking at the three hundred true descendants of the Winged God in front of him.
This is definitely a lineup that can make any low-level Nirvana realm creature fearful, but he is so calm that it is scary.
"What is this kid going to do?"
At the same time, the Yi Shen Zhenzhen who surrounded Xiao Ye all noticed something was wrong, and their expressions changed slightly.
boom!
Before they could make any move, Xiao Ye's whole body was filled with purple steam, and most of the wounds on his body were healing quickly, and the original points were blooming again.
"How is this possible!"
"It turns out this kid led us here on purpose!"
At this moment, the more than 300 true descendants of Wing God reacted with their hearts beating wildly.
"Sorry to disappoint you."
"Although the sixth form of Zun Dao's magical power is beyond my realm, it only takes one move and it won't make me fall to the bottom!"
Xiao Ye's eyes were gleaming, and there was boundless fighting spirit rising in his body.
In the horrified eyes of all the true disciples of Wing God, the time chessboard with all directions and all directions had flown out of Xiao Ye's divine body.
Buzz!
The time chessboard surged, becoming even larger than Natty's Zichen Continent. It enveloped all the creatures present, and all auras were hidden in this world.
"What kind of artifact is this!"
The three hundred true disciples of Wing God were all shocked.
From the time chessboard, they all felt the breath of the supreme avenue flowing, making their hearts palpitate.
The most terrifying thing is.
Xiao Ye's temperament in front of him has also changed drastically. A strong aura of time is flowing through his body, his origin fluctuations are increasing violently, and six avenues of chaos are rising alternately around him.
"If you want to massacre our group of ancient gods and other true successors, then you must first pass me, Xiao Ye!" Xiao Ye's expression was cold, and the light around him was turbulent.
The criss-crossed scales on the time chessboard were bursting with light, and the forty-nine chess pieces were activated, evolving into his shadow. At the same time, he activated the Time Divine Fist, and was already heading towards the three hundred Winged Gods.
His true self also rushed forward.
The pursuit of three hundred Winged God True Legends was indeed too terrifying. Xiao Ye was not confident that he could kill them all using the Avenue of Time.
But he is willing to give it a try!
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The three hundred true successors of the Winged Gods were all roaring in unison.
This series of changes was so fast that they were unable to react in time.
But now they can no longer think too much, they can only fight hard.
A shocking battle broke out in an instant, but all the fluctuations of the battle were perfectly hidden by the time chessboard.
…
at the same time.
The battlefield area for the decisive battle between the Winged God and the true descendants of the Ancient Gods.
Although the two sides were still fighting fiercely, there was obviously a strange atmosphere permeating the air.
In particular, many of the true successors of Wing God were a little uneasy, with a hint of panic in their expressions.
Because none of the hundred true descendants of the Winged God who went to hunt down Qiye have come back so far.
And relying on the induction between the True Inheritance Tokens, the auras of those Winged God True Inheritances are constantly disappearing, and they are obviously falling one after another!
As for the three hundred true descendants of the Winged God who went to hunt down Xiao Ye, they also did not come back. Even relying on the true inheritance token, they could no longer identify their location, as if they had disappeared out of thin air.
"Damn it, what the hell is going on!"
Such changes caused the Wing God True Legend present to be shrouded in an ominous premonition.
Qiye and Xiao Ye are both genius disciples of the ancient gods.
Now that I think about it carefully, there is something wrong with the two of them breaking out and escaping one after another. It seems more like they did it deliberately.
"Fighting three hundred Winged Gods alone, Junior Brother Xiao Ye is really courageous!"
With his whole body glowing and a purple and gold cape dancing behind him, Gu Zhao, a man of extraordinary prowess, was dealing with the super strong man in the True Legend of Wing God, leading the crowd to attack him, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.
