The ancestor level, whether it is the divine universe or the virtual universe, is an existence at the pinnacle.
That kind of realm has already surpassed everyone's imagination.
All the foundations of the divine universe can be destroyed by the mere hand of the False God.
If it were Jian Wushuang before, I am afraid he would still feel helpless about this problem, but now he is no longer the same person he was before.
One move can suppress the Half-Ancestor Level Eater II, and can destroy one point of the False God True Shadow. As long as there are not many Half-Ancestor Levels surrounding him, and this is the home ground of the Divine Power Universe, Jian Wushuang is confident that he can stabilize the high-end battlefield.
The only variables, Void God and Devouring Organization, now have corresponding opponents.
Jian Wushuang turned around and looked.
The old man, dressed in a black water robe, walked slowly with his young child in tow. His special aura seemed to carry the entire Jihai behind him, full of endless power.
This old man, who signed a contract with Jian Wushuang from the Jihai Star Territory and whose origins were unknown, has already stood with Jian Wushuang.
Feeling the special energy fluctuation that could not be ignored, although Great Ax Supreme and others did not show any hostility, they also became cautious.
The Blood Wave Supreme, who was still meditating and comprehending, also opened his eyes at the same time.
The terrifying divine power belonging to the semi-ancestral level soared into the sky, and the next moment he was in front of Jian Wushuang, looking at the elder with extremely cautious eyes.
"The Blood Wave Supreme is one of our own." Jian Wushuang said with a bitter smile, and then he briefly explained how he met the elder.
However, Jian Wushuang brushed off the incident of Lao Zun easily killing Shi Yi. After all, in this situation, talking about it would confuse the minds of all the disciples.
After listening to Jian Wushuang's words, the Giant Axe Supreme nodded and said, "Since he is not from the Void Universe, he is someone who belongs to my Divine Power Universe."
Lao Zun did not speak, and together with Xingzhi stood behind Jian Wushuang very naturally.
"Who is this again?" The Giant Ax Supreme looked at Xingzhi and asked in confusion.
Jian Wushuang's eyes were filled with sadness, "He is the boy of Patriarch Fengtian, named Chunzhi."
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and for a while everyone was deeply disgusted with all the evil deeds of the virtual universe.
"Master Wushuang Palace, all the disciples of the Palace of Life, please listen to your orders and will not give up even if you die!" The Supreme Blood Wave bowed his hands with one knee.
Tens of thousands of voices resounded simultaneously, shaking the sky.
Jian Wushuang smiled slightly and looked into the distance with firm eyes, "Okay, gather together and return to where we belong!"
After making a plan, the disciples of the Life Palace in Beihong Land began to board the space boat and prepared to leave.
Standing at the head of the first space boat, Jian Wushuang looked at the still majestic God Burial Ground, with gratitude in his eyes, and then bowed deeply three times.
The familiar scene gradually faded away, and the small 10,000-square-meter dojo, lifted up by the surge of Wushu's divine power, still remained in its original state, as if they had just left for a while and would soon return to their respective dojos.
Every disciple of the Life Palace knows that most or even all of them will die on that battlefield.
But they still had no hesitation, just like doing a trivial thing.
This is their responsibility and their mission.
After driving out of the Beihong Land, Jian Wushuang looked at the Emperor's Ancestor Ruins. After hesitating for a moment, he finally gave up.
The fallen divine universe cannot waste any moment.
The virtual god still has not returned, Jian Wushuang decided to completely kill the living forces of the virtual universe during this period of time.
In three months, the three space boats began to approach the outer battlefield from the extreme edge of the Divine Power Universe.
As it gets closer and closer to the battlefield outside the territory, some magic weapon fragments broken in the void and the remains of the Supreme God Realm begin to appear.
Countless divine blood gathers into rivers and floats in the void. They will continue to flow like this for tens of thousands of chaotic eras until they slowly turn into nutrients and are absorbed by the universe.
On the battlefield outside the territory, there is no longer a fight in the broken starry sky, only the remains of the Supreme are floating miserably in the void.
It wasn't until he arrived at the base camp where Zhou Shen was originally stationed that Jian Wushuang felt the surge of virtual power.
Looking from a distance, there are no less than fifteen Xu Zun patrolling the perimeter, not to mention the other Xu Zun who have already occupied the base camp.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Jian Wushuang signaled the space ship to dock far away. He took Lao Zun and Xue Po and quietly headed towards the base camp.
Regarding Jian Wushuang's business agreement, Lao Zun never refuted or denied it, as if Lao Zun would do whatever he wanted to do.
Even Jian Wushuang, who has the lowest level among the three, has strength comparable to that of a semi-ancestral level. Facing such a group of virtual masters with no more than three marks of cultivation, it is easy to kill them.
But it would be difficult to do it quietly. Just when Jian Wushuang was about to release Tai Luo Jian Dian's Four Seasons Control, the familiar desolate aura escaped from the old man's hands.
Dark crystal light emerged from the void, instantly covering the outskirts of the base camp like frost. A patrol of fourteen people seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, silently stopping in place.
The breath was frozen, and the surroundings were so quiet that even the strong wind could not be heard.
Jian Wushuang saw this, said hello, and rushed over first. With a wave of his hand, his vast divine power was like a thunderous punishment, directly crushing the fourteen virtual gods into powder.
Even the Blood Wave Supreme, who had been promoted to the semi-ancestral level, couldn't help but take a breath of cold air after seeing Jian Wushuang kill more than a dozen Void Lords with such a careless palm, and his heart immediately became hot.
In just one year, Jian Wushuang was able to directly suppress so many Xu Zun. What if it takes a million years? Will he become the next God of the Universe and lead the divine universe out of trouble?
A million years is just a time of seclusion for them, but it also has endless possibilities.
If the Blood Wave Supreme had known that long ago, when Jian Wushuang almost killed a semi-ancestral powerhouse by himself, he might have dislocated his jaw.
After wiping out the patrol, three figures quietly entered the base camp.
In the splendid and vast palace, nearly a hundred powerful figures gathered here, chatting and laughing happily.
Sitting at the top was a giant man with six marks on his shoulders flashing, holding two trembling maids from the divine universe in his arms, laughing loudly.
And in this hall full of virtual lords, sitting at a table under the giant man, divine power surged impressively.
The handsome and elegant middle-aged man was dressed in a Confucian shirt and had two-inch-long dragon horns in his black hair, indicating his identity as a dragon.
The natural divine power surged around him, and at this moment, he was drinking and chatting happily with all the arrogant people in the hall.
If he saw this scene, Jian Wushuang would definitely realize that this handsome and elegant middle-aged man from the Dragon Clan was the third generation of the Dragon Clan. He was the younger brother of the Nielong Clan’s leader, Long Ye, and was transformed into the invincible and supreme Long Bai!