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Chapter 1812 The Strong Gather! ! !

Chapter 1818, the strong gather! ! !

Lin Chen spread out his palm, the holy cave shone with light, and a top-quality fire-type heterocrystal was incorporated into the holy body!

Boom~! boom! boom! boom!

Mountains and rivers tremble, the world changes color!

In the high sky of Qiyu, there were condensed groups of fire cloud-shaped visions, and the billowing waves quickly swept the sky.

If not at this time, the most powerful people in the Holy Realm are all out. I am afraid that this vision alone will have to alarm a lot of powerhouses!

[The host refines the top-grade fire-type variant crystal, and obtains 182.2 billion, 152.2 billion, and 123.9 billion holy-level fire energy points...]

Lin Chen sighed secretly when refining the Fire Element Idiosyncratic Crystal.

"It's a pity that my strengthening points are not enough, otherwise I can strengthen another wave of the ancient dragon's blood."

Lin Chen made a handprint and incorporated the Fire Element Crystal at a faster speed!

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Extraterritorial battlefield, sky star field.

The Terran Territory, the Star Tower, the star tower that stands high on the top of the Star Territory, the almost eternal star tower, has ushered in an unprecedented lineup of Terrans today!

This is an extraterritorial battlefield, an area where the human race has been at war with various races all the year round.

At the front of the star tower, the Xuanyue Galaxy, on top of the various stars, are full of the powerhouses of the human race!

The powerhouses who have been active on the battlefield outside the territory all the year round have all received the news of the war, and all gathered together!

The enchanting list is here, the hidden world enchanting is born, and the saint talent list is also here! The Hidden World Saint King is also out!

This is the ultimate battle of the human race!

Victory or defeat, life and death, do not ask the gods to ask the common people!

Some people live, but have decayed and died.

Some people die, but they are immortal!

However, the human race powerhouses at this time all held their breaths.

They know that there is still a major event today!

All the powerhouses of the human race will gather here after the Nine Races War!

hum! hum! hum!

Holy light fluctuates, like dragons and snakes rushing away, storms sweep!

The holy light of the heavens and the earth, the purple air comes from the east, and the moonlight shines on the sky!

Nine suns rise in the sky!

The sea of ​​fire spreads, and the storm swallows the sky!

Countless visions have descended on this world!

Outside the star tower, in the four directions of east, west, north and south, boundless holy light mixed with divine will descends on the battlefield outside the territory!

The morale of the strong men is boosted!

Come, the powerhouses of the Holy Kingdom!

To the east is the one headed by one person, wearing a golden armor with a golden halberd on his back. He is righteous and vigorous, and he kills fiercely. With a war halberd, he pointed at the head of the blue cloud!

No. 1 on the list of saints, Qin Wudi! !

Walking side by side with him was a handsome and refined young master, with double swords hanging from his waist, dancing with long sleeves, wearing a flowing cloud crown, wearing a unicorn robe, and there was a silence between his brows that did not match his handsome appearance. Looking forward to the end of the years!

No. 2 on the list of saints, Gongsun Bing! One sword shatters the sky, and one sword shatters the galaxy!

The two quasi-gods of the Saint Talent List stood side by side, and the star tower shook when they stepped on it, stunning countless powerhouses!

There is also Changkong Yinxin, the third in the list of saints, and the cultivation of the holy realm of reincarnation.

He was empty-handed, walking under the starry sky, carelessly, and the elegant young master in white, his deep eyes reflected the sharp edge that cut the world!

Behind the three legends of the Saint Talent List, there are the group of saints who stand proudly in the world!

The list of saints, all members are here!

Boom~!

To the south of the star tower, a beam of holy light shines down, opening up the world.

Inside the beam of light, a group of superpowers of men and women, young and old, headed by the world-famous Long Tianqi, with two quasi-gods, turned out to be born!

Immediately afterwards, outside the Star Tower, another group of strong men stepped on hundreds of millions of stars and came along the Avenue of the Galaxy.

Some are handsome and elegant, the light of the holy cave whistles with endless sonic booms, gestures, and the storm of world-annihilation is surging!

Some of them are dazzling, clothed in nine rounds of scorching sun, and rounds of Yang flames cover the surrounding sky like a sea of ​​fire, and swallow up the four seas!

Some are taciturn, and there seems to be an electric light in the eyebrows, and the lightning around them is like a silver snake, and the thunder is overwhelming!

Some are like shadows, like hiding in the void for thousands of years. At a glance, there is an endless spiritual storm whistling faintly, covering the stars and covering the moon!

Some are absolutely domineering, swallowing the world with anger, dividing the Yin and Yang holy lights around their bodies, and there is a hidden life and death aura to suppress the eight wastes and four seas!

Some are immortal, and occasionally have absolute confidence in the grasp of Zhizhu between their eyebrows.

Some are beautiful and alluring, and the graceful dance songs in the slender figure are like clouds, it seems that every rhythm has a hidden mystery.

Some immortals are elegant, with a temperament like the arrival of exiled immortals, the holy radiance spreads all over the sky, turning into clouds and mists, and there is a magnificent killing intent in the peerless youth.

Some are heroic, with blood like a dragon, the Holy Body disillusioned the ancient strange beasts such as Qilin and Canglong, standing in the sky, the Holy Body seems to have ancient giant beasts lurking!

Some spirited, seemingly ordinary old people, but the pupils contain the endless evil spirit of burial!

"It's back, it's all back!"

"I can feel that there is a lineup from the Nine Clan Wars!"

"No, the lineup of the Holy King alone might be even stronger than it was then!"

Among the stars in the Xuanyue Galaxy, many strong people have a great morale!

hum! hum! hum!

Ripples appeared in time and space, and the space seemed to be constantly curved, oppressing a mighty divine might!

Many people's pupils shrank.

This is a miracle!

A relic of a god, endless palaces stand, and the shrine is full of rays of light, rising to the sky.

On the top of the shrine, there are six magnificent figures!

They stand with their hands behind their backs, so isolated that they do not talk to any mortals, and their gods stare directly at the galaxy!

Their postures are as high as ten thousand feet, their eyes are close at hand, and they seem to be far away!

At this moment, high and loud divine voices echoed in everyone's ears.

That is a hymn that belongs only to God, a gift of God!

When they saw the six figures, they were astonished as the saint kings lost their voices.

"Gods?"

"Have the gods themselves protected us?"

"Hahaha! We will be invincible in this battle!"

"There are gods in charge, what shitty demons, destroy them!"

The morale of the human race skyrocketed, and the cry of the human race was everywhere under the starry sky.

The Wuji old man who was standing with Long Tianqi, his eyes were turbulent, his eyes were confused, and he guessed: "Your Excellency Tianqi, if there is no accident, the old man should not have notified a few true gods."

Long Tianqi nodded and said, "Indeed, they seem to..."

The old man Wuji said bluntly: "It's not the main body, it's the god-blood clone. Every god-blood clone still has the combat power of the quasi-god peak. Although it is not as good as the heyday, it is enough to look down on all the powerhouses present."

"It's just that if you die next time, you really won't even have a god-blood clone."

Long Tianqi took a deep breath, "It seems that the gods are planning to consume the Demon Race for the first time..."

The Holy Realm has two lines of defense.

The first is the star tower in the outer battlefield, where there is the divine power enchantment inherited by the Five Elements True God.

The second is the Holy King's Domain, which has the ultimate move condensed by the power of the true gods left by the gods of all dynasties. Even the Empress of the year did not dare to approach the Holy King's Domain without authorization!

Each race will hide a deadly trump card in its own territory, so it is not easy to act in a war between genocides.

Because even if the overall combat power can surpass the number of enemies on the bright side, it may be destroyed by attacking the opponent's base camp!

Just as the dragon race went through the Nine Races War and immediately destroyed the Zerg race, the main reason for the fall of so many dragons.

Destroying a race is not an easy task!

The clones of the gods looked at each other.

The six god-blood avatars are the supreme beings of the holy world: the yin god, the yang god, the wood god, the golden god, the wind god, and the thunder god.

The gods of the five elements, the gods of water and the gods of fire have not yet perished, and the gods of earth have long since fallen into the battle of the nine clans.

The gods started a conversation that belongs only to the true god.

Standing proudly in the illusion of a god, the cold and dusty Yin God gently stroked the ends of his ears, and said indifferently—“It seems that the final winners will be a few of them.”

The unruly Yang God, his handsome face revealed a trace of self-deprecation—"This time, we lost. The main body is destroyed, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate back to the realm of the gods with the blood of the gods."

The stalwart Thor, who has passed through the sky, raised his eyebrows, and said angrily and helplessly: "These two guys don't have backing hands. No wonder the origins of the two of them were unknown back then, but they were related to the realm of the gods!"

The handsome and mighty Jinshen shook his head and laughed - "We were tricked, and even helped them kill the Martial God. It's really ironic. If you keep the Martial God, maybe there is still a fight."

A free and easy man with a light cloud and a light breeze, the Fengshen clone picked up the pot and drank, wiped the wine stains on his mouth, and smiled casually--"According to the agreement we have made, the loser surrenders to the winner, and is willing to bet and lose. The moment we returned to the clone, there was no possibility of a comeback."

The covenant of the gods.

Between the gods, there is a 'agreement'. This agreement is related to the life and death of countless human races in the holy world, and it is also related to the gods of the year, why did they block the fate of the human race.

The Demon Race was poised for thousands of years and exploded at once.

The demons are secretly hidden, the layout is traction, and they are always controlled.

The dragon clan hid and waited and watched, holding back and accumulating strength.

The gods of the human race, why didn't they expect it?

This war never happened by accident.

Accidentally just one person. All of this may be inevitable.

Countless causal accumulations eventually erupted.

No one can predict which side will be the ultimate winner!

The Wuji old man standing outside the star tower sighed.

He seemed to look through the heavy fog, his eyes were deep, but he couldn't see the final result after all.

Next, it will be a multi-party game, the moment when the mystery is revealed layer by layer!

Where will history lead?

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