Chapter 2727 The War Is About to Begin

clang!

One sword and one halberd collided in the air.

Endless divine light exploded, engulfing the world.

"This guy... is still so strong!"

The golden-armored divine envoy said coldly, "However, he will not survive this battle. He has killed so many of us, so he should pay back! In this battle, he will be wiped out along with those human ants!"

He raised his hand and recalled the halberd.

"People of Pangu Realm, listen, in three years, my army of gods is coming and will wipe out everything!"

"You only have three years left to live. These three years are rewarded to you by our God Clan, so you should live well!"

He shouted loudly, his voice like thunder, echoing in the battlefield of gods and demons.

"The war is coming!"

"Only three years left? I thought there were at least ten years left! It's only three years, what can I do?"

At this moment, there was an uproar in the Holy City.

Everyone rushed out and looked into the distance.

Some people were extremely frightened, their faces turned pale, and they looked like the end was coming, while others looked angry and high-spirited to fight.

"Fuck! Fuck you!"

"Nine-color tribe bastards, you wash your necks and wait. Three years later, I will chop off your dog heads!"

Many people jumped on the city wall and cursed into the distance.

"Hey! A bunch of clowns!"

The golden-armored divine envoy couldn't help but sneer when he saw it, with disdain in his eyes.

They are just a bunch of ants, no matter how happy they dance, what’s the use!

Three years later, these people were wiped out along with the entire Pangu world.

"Let's go!"

He turned around and walked back.

"Huh? What's wrong? What do you want to say?

Just say what you want! "Seeing the horse-faced deity next to him opening his mouth several times but hesitating to speak, he couldn't help but stop and shouted displeased.

"this……"

The horse-faced god looked hesitant.

"what do you want to say in the end?"

The golden-armored divine envoy was a little impatient.

"God's envoy, it's like this. A few years ago, on this battlefield of gods and demons, a very strange thing happened. There was a human supreme man who seemed to have refined something extraordinary, a kind of heaven-defying power. thing."

The horse-faced god said respectfully.

"A thing that defies heaven?"

The golden-armored divine envoy was startled, "What kind of thing?"

"This... is a golden human form, but I can't see what it looks like clearly. The aura is very scary. God, this may be the trump card prepared by the human race." The horse-faced god said.

"Ho! The trump card? What a joke! No matter how powerful another race is, what can it do? No matter how strong it is, it can only be achieved by one person. This Pangu world has long been withered and decayed, and nothing can save them!"

The golden-armored divine envoy sneered and said disdainfully.

The strength of his protoss is so tyrannical. No matter what is against the heavens, they can crush it to pieces as long as they run over it!

"That's what the angel said!"

The horse-faced god was startled and agreed.

"There are still three years left. You have to guard it carefully. When the battle takes place in three years and the Pangu Realm is completely wiped out, you will no longer have to guard here."

"You have worked hard these years, don't worry, you will be rewarded when the time comes. Maybe you will have the opportunity to enter the temple and become an envoy like me. That will be the supreme glory of you and your family!"

The golden armored god envoy said.

"Thank you, God!"

The horse-faced god immediately bowed and said excitedly.

"Let's go!"

The golden-armored messenger waved his hand and took the lead.

In the Holy City, a figure in white stood on the city wall, holding an iron sword in his hand.

He looked into the distance with an extremely solemn expression.

"Ring the bell!"

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the temple elders sitting behind him in the Holy City.

Soon, a clang and a loud bell sounded from the Holy City, along the void, to the Holy Land below.

Hearing the sound of the bell, countless figures in the temple paused, then raised their heads and looked towards the sky.

Every face was filled with solemnity and solemnity.

"coming soon!"

They murmured.

"Coming? What's coming?"

At this time, a figure stood at the door of Dan Pavilion, raised his head and looked at the sky with a puzzled look on his face.

The sad beard, a slightly vulgar temperament, and the cute black cat tattooed on the robe, oh no, the black tiger pattern, is not the mainstay of the temple, Uncle Liu Heihu.

"you do not know?"

The people on the side turned to look at him as if they were looking at aliens.

"What?"

Liu Heihu scratched his head, his face full of questions.

"The sound of this bell is extremely sharp and unique. When this bell rings, it means that a war is coming!" The man said solemnly.

"ha?"

Liu Heihu's eyes widened and he was shocked.

"Your uncle!"

Then, he slapped his thigh and cursed angrily, "I haven't refined that Taoist practice yet, and I'm not invincible yet. Why are you here? You are sick! I, Uncle Black Tiger, curse you to death and your whole family." , the whole clan!”

He raised his hand and poked the sky, jumped up and yelled, spitting all over the man's face.

"What? Dao... Dao Xing?"

The man looked confused and looked at Liu Heihu with wide eyes, feeling as if he had heard some great secret.

"Oh! Slip of the tongue, I said Daoguo, brother, you heard wrong!"

Liu Heihu's face changed slightly, he laughed and covered it up.

Then, he turned around and walked away in a hurry.

"Nine Color Clan, I, Uncle Black Tiger, will fuck your mothers. When I become invincible, I will kill you all with one sword strike!"

As he walked, he was still cursing.

"It's coming...so soon!"

At the entrance of the temple, in front of the divine wheel, Supreme Xuanhong, who was sitting cross-legged, heard the bell and opened his eyes.

He looked up at the sky and frowned.

This time was several years earlier than he expected.

"The bell is ringing!"

"The Nine Color Tribe is coming!"

The sound of the bell swayed and was transmitted to the floating islands below, above the sacred mountains, and then to the continents of dojos and the continents of the supreme clans. These places were boiling one after another. Everyone was in an uproar, looking up at the sky, with expressions on their faces. Shock.

Some people are pessimistic, as if the end is coming, while others are full of fighting spirit.

"So fast!"

When the bell reached Haotian Peak, Tang Hao, who was refining elixirs in the palace, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sky.

He was a little surprised.

This time was several years earlier than he expected.

"Is it three years from now?"

Then, he got the news from the temple.

"Three years... is enough!"

Tang Hao murmured.

All his plans and preparations can be completed within these three years.

"Quick! Refining quickly! Within three years, we must refine more elixirs and more Pangu Divine Boats, and then we will kill those sons of bitches!"

In one corner of Haotian Dojo, almost all alchemy masters and weapon masters in the world gathered, and it has become the logistics center of the entire sanctuary.

After they heard the bell and received the news from the temple, they all seemed to have been given a shot of blood, and they worked harder to refine it, working enthusiastically.

The bells, and the news, gradually spread to the three continents below.

The entire sanctuary was completely boiling.