【One Thousand Three Hundred Seventy-Three】Under the Heavenly Realm
"Ancestor Six Wings! You... how did you break through?" Ancestor Shixiong widened his eyes.
Seeing that everyone was stunned by himself, the six-wing ancestor smiled lightly and retracted his aura: "Before the last time when the Heaven-reaching Divine Realm was opened, this old man was fortunate enough to get a chance and got a piece of artifact fragment. Over the years, this old man has been constantly studying these artifact fragments. , I have a deeper understanding of the higher-level heaven and earth spirits, and I will naturally break through."
"It's just that after all, it didn't rely on the spirit to break through, so after the breakthrough, I fell into the embarrassment that the spirit couldn't keep up, so I didn't go to the last time I opened the gods. It wasn't until tens of thousands of years ago that the old man passed the continuous solidification. The spiritual energy is barely able to keep up with the cultivation base and reach the middle-level realm!"
Everyone suddenly understood that, as the saying goes, it was an epiphany.
Generally, epiphany can greatly increase the strength of a warrior. After the epiphany is over, it will absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at a hundred times and a thousand times the speed of ordinary cultivation, so that the cultivation base can keep up with the breakthrough realm. It is a pity that the Forgotten Continent has no spirit, and the Six Wings Ancestor is embarrassed. He just lay down and can't move. He can only wait for his body to absorb enough spiritual energy to the limit.
"No wonder I haven't seen you in action for so many years." The ancestor Shixiong sighed, since the ancestor of the six wings broke through to the middle level of the true god of a calamity, he naturally has an overwhelming advantage.
Seeing that the ancestors of Shixiong and others did not object, the rest of the true gods were even more unable to object.
As a result, the six-wing ancestor became the temporary leader of a group of true gods.
Ancestor Dou Ling said, "Ancestor Six Wings, I wonder if the piece of the artifact can be viewed below?"
The Six Wings Ancestor turned his head and glanced at the Dou Ling Ancestor, and replied with a light laugh: "I heard that the Dou Ling Ancestor created the Dou Ling World to absorb Saint Yuan and condense it into a higher level of power for cultivation. Now it seems that Dou Ling The old ancestor has achieved remarkable achievements. He has reached the pinnacle of the first stage of the true god of a calamity, and is extremely solid. It must be very close to the middle level of the gods. If it is not for the breakthrough of the old man's cultivation, I am afraid that it is not your opponent. ."
"First-grade middle-level divine essence? It's far from the difference. Normally, that is a divine essence that only a middle-level true god can master after a calamity." Ancestor Dou Ling shook his head.
The Six Wings Ancestor's face darkened, and the Forgotten Continent had no vigor. Even if his cultivation level broke through to the middle level of the True God of the Tribulation, the quality of the divine essence still did not reach the first-grade medium, but only between the first-grade inferior and the first-grade medium.
Such a divine essence, if it is in the world of gods, it is considered a little weak among the same level.
The Six Wings Ancestor, as an ancient clan, naturally knows some situations that belong to the true gods in the world of gods. And the ancestor of Dou Ling has lived for so many years as a true god, and naturally he has learned about these situations from various channels.
There are nine calamities in the true god, and the divine essence is also divided into nine grades.
It is said that there are more powerful divine essences above the ninth-rank divine essence, and all of them are the leaders of true gods.
Ancestor Six Wings darkened for a moment before replying: "The remnants of the divine artifact are still in my ancient Shenyu clan. If we can return safely this time, this old man can study it together with Ancestor Dou Ling."
Hearing this, Dou Ling's ancestor smiled bitterly and remained silent.
return? Which True God senior have you seen over the years? Ancestor Dou Ling had no expectations at all.
If you are lucky enough to find a passage to the world of the gods, what is the use of the artifact fragments?
But at this moment, the Heaven-reaching Divine Realm suddenly opened, and a gray mist erupted, covering the entire void, and then the entire void was enveloped by rich energy.
"Aura! Aura."
"Sure enough,
Tongtianshen territory is indeed full of aura. "
"That's good, finally you don't have to worry about consuming too much divine energy in Tongtianshen territory and unable to replenish it."
The true gods of some weak ancient clans were overjoyed. On the other hand, Ancestor Shixiong and others were indifferent. Obviously, they already knew the situation here.
Six-wing ancestor waved his hand: "Go!"
A group of true gods filed in and quickly disappeared into the void. The mist in the void gradually returned to the entrance of the Heaven-reaching God Realm, and it didn't take long for the Heaven-reaching God Realm to slowly disappear.
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In the realm of Tongtianshen, all the true gods closed their eyes and carefully felt the sufficient aura in the space. They were like the dry earth finally absorbing the rain, and they were madly absorbing the aura in the space.
The meridians in the body are gradually filled with rich air, and every true god feels an unprecedented ease. This is where their true gods should stay. Compared with this place, the Forgotten Continent is like a dilapidated prison.
Ancestor Shixiong and the others have blazing eyes. They have all reached the peak of the first-level True God for a calamity. If they practice in this place for a thousand years, they have full confidence to step into the middle-level of the True God of a calamity.
The Six Wings Ancestor was also delighted. It only took a few hundred years for the Divine Essence in his body to keep up with his cultivation and step into the ranks of the first rank.
Suddenly, Six Wings Ancestor Yi Ning: "Everyone be careful, what's coming?"
Many true gods are not weak, and they all found something wrong before Liuyi ancestor spoke. After Liuyi ancestor spoke, all the true gods found a large figure flying from a distance.
"What is that?" A new true god widened his eyes.
I saw that the flying group were all blood-colored figures, as if they were composed of fresh blood, and their faces had no organs at all, only blood-colored fangs that were open.
The whole body of these monsters, which seems to be condensed from blood, is like a warrior who has been skinned, and the flesh is blurred.
And behind these monsters, they all spread different numbers of blood-colored wings.
There are one pair of wings, there are two pairs of wings, and there are three pairs, four pairs, five pairs, and six pairs.
The strength of the two-winged monster is only ordinary sanctuary, the strength of the four-winged monster is the great sanctuary, and so on, the strength of the twelve-winged monster is as high as a demigod.
These strengths are not in the eyes of the true gods at all, but they are only sanctuaries and demigods. What are they in the eyes of their true gods? What's more, there are hundreds of true gods here.
But the number of blood-colored monsters is too large. From a distance, the sky is covered and the sun is endless. Thousands of miles of clear sky are quickly replaced by blood-colored figures.
No matter how strong the true god is, it is only the first stage of the true god, and the divine energy in the body is limited. How to fight against this endless blood-colored monster, how many ants can kill the elephant.
"Shoot!" Ancestor Six Wing shouted angrily when he saw the fear that flashed across the faces of some new true gods.
"God feather blood, congeal!"
"God Feather World!"
The six-winged ancestor spread six pieces of pure white feathers behind his back, and then the six-wings fanned, and the feathers like a storm swept away, and along the way, he did not know how many blood-colored monsters were involved, and all these blood-colored monsters were strangled.
The sea of blood was blasted out by the six-wing ancestors, but more blood-colored monsters could be added soon, and the sky turned into a sea of blood again.
"The blood of the devil, congeal!"
"Devil Bomb!"
"Emperor's bloodline, congeal!"
"Wan Xing Shatters!"
"The blood of the holy tiger, congeal!"
"The tiger roars in the sky!"
"Five fire fusion - burning flames kill!"
The ancestors of the magic movement, the ancestors of the emperor, the ancestors of the tigers, and the ancestors of Shixiong launched their powerful attacks, and the ancestors of the ancient war gods did not show weakness. The ancestor of the true god also began to show his power.
"God of War blood, congeal!"
"God of War Domination Boxing!"
"The Thirty-Three Slashes of Dou Ling!"
Boom boom boom!
All kinds of energy attacks blasted away like a torrent, sweeping all the way. I don't know how many blood-colored monsters were bombarded and killed, but the monsters behind were endless. No matter how many blood-colored monsters were killed, more blood-colored monsters would be added.
Since the ancestors of Shixiong and other true gods who stood at the peak of the first-level true gods of a calamity took action, more and more true gods have displayed blood vessels and powerful sanctuary skills.
However, the blood-colored monsters are still endless.
"Damn, isn't this blood monster endless?" A true god yelled.
The blood-colored monsters were constantly bombarded and replenished, and finally these blood-colored monsters were still close to many true gods.
roar roar...
The endless monsters roared, and a demigod blood monster opened its mouth and bit the ancestor of Shixiong.
"Hmph, the monster should die!" Ancestor Shixiong slapped the blood monster into powder.
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Second more!
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