Chapter 4609 Assembly? (Part 2)

The ancestor level, whether it is the universe of divine power or the universe of imaginary, is an existence at the pinnacle.

That state has already surpassed everyone's imagination.

All the foundations of the divine power universe are enough to be wiped out just by the hands of the False God.

If it was the former Jian Wushuang, I am afraid that he would still feel helpless about this problem, but the current him is no longer the original him.

One style can suppress the half-ancestor level and eat two, and it can destroy a part of the true shadow of the false god. As long as it is not surrounded by many half-ancestors and is in the home field of the divine power universe, Jian Wushuang is confident that he can stabilize the high-end battlefield.

And the only variable, the False God and the Devouring Organization, now have corresponding opponents.

Jian Wushuang turned around and looked.

The old man in a black water robe walked slowly with a young child, and his special aura seemed to bring the entire Extreme Sea behind him, full of endless power.

This old man who signed a contract with Jian Wushuang from the Extreme Sea Starfield and whose origin he didn't know, has already stood with Jian Wushuang.

Feeling that special energy fluctuation that cannot be ignored, although the Great Ax Supreme and the others did not show any hostility, they became cautious.

And Xuebo Supreme, who was still meditating, 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 his body was in front of Jian Wushuang, and he looked at the old man with extremely cautious eyes.

"Supreme Xuebo is one of our own." Jian Wushuang smiled wryly, and then he briefly explained how he met the old man.

However, Jian Wushuang brushed aside the fact that the old man easily suppressed and killed Che Yi. After all, in the current situation, talking too much would mess up the minds of all the disciples.

After hearing Jian Wushuang's words, the Great Axe Supreme nodded and said, "Since he said so, he is not from the Void Universe, but he belongs to my Divine Power Universe."

The old man didn't speak, and he and Chiu Zhi stood behind Jian Wushuang very naturally.

"This one again?" The Great Ax Supreme looked at Chiu Zhi and asked doubtfully.

Jian Wushuang looked sadly, "It's the boy under Fengtian Patriarch's seat, named Chuzhi."

The atmosphere was suddenly solemn, and for a while, everyone hated all kinds of evil deeds in the imaginary universe.

"Palace Master Wushuang, all the disciples of the Palace of Life, obey all instructions, and will not hesitate to die!" Supreme Xuebo cupped his hands on one knee.

Tens of thousands of voices resounded at the same time, shaking the sky.

Jian Wushuang smiled slightly, and looked into the distance with firm eyes, "Alright, assemble, go back to where we belong!"

After making a plan, the disciples of the Palace of Life in the Land of Sadness began to board the spaceship, ready to leave.

Standing at the head of the first cosmic boat, Jian Wushuang looked at the still magnificent place of burial, with gratitude in his eyes, and then bowed deeply three times.

The familiar scene gradually faded away, and the small dojo of 10,000 square meters, supported by the surge of Wuzhu divine power, still maintained its original state, as if they had just left for a while and would soon return to their respective dojos.

Every disciple of the Divine Palace of Life knows that most of them, or even all of them, will fall on that side of the battlefield.

But they still have no hesitation, as if doing a trivial thing.

This is their duty and their mission.

Driving away from the land of grief, Jian Wushuang looked at the ruins of the emperor's ancestors. After a moment of hesitation, he finally gave up.

The divine power universe that has fallen cannot be delayed every moment.

The Void God still hasn't returned, and Jian Wushuang decided to completely kill the vital forces of the Void Universe within this period of time.

In three months, three spaceships approached the outer battlefield from the extreme edge of the divine power universe.

As it got closer and closer to the extraterritorial battlefield, some magic weapon fragments that were broken in the void, and the wreckage of the Supreme God Realm began to appear.

Countless divine blood gathered into rivers, floating in the void, and they would continue to flow like this for tens of thousands of chaotic epochs until they were slowly turned into nutrients and absorbed by the universe.

On the battlefield outside the domain, there is no longer a fight in the broken starry sky, only the wreckage of the Supreme floating miserably in the void.

Jian Wushuang didn't feel the surge of power until he came to the base camp where Zhou God was originally in charge.

Looking from a distance, there are no fewer than fifteen vanities just patrolling the periphery, not to mention the other vanities who have already occupied the base camp.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Jian Wushuang signaled the spaceship to dock far away, and he took the old man and Xuebo to the base camp quietly.

For Jian Wushuang's business association, the old venerable never refuted or denied it, as if the old venerable did what he wanted to do.

Even Jian Wushuang, who is the lowest among the three, has the strength comparable to that of the half-ancestor. Facing such a group of Xu Zun with no more than three marks, 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 Jiandian's Four Seasons control field, the familiar aura of desolation escaped from the hands of the old venerable.

The dark crystal light condensed from the void, covering the periphery of the base camp like frost in an instant. A patrol team of 14 people stopped in place silently as if stuck in a quagmire.

The breath was frozen, and the surroundings were so quiet that even the strong wind could not be heard.

Seeing this, Jian Wushuang rushed over after saying hello, and with a wave of his palm, the vast divine power was like a thunderbolt, directly crushing the fourteen vassals into fine powder.

Even Xuebo Supreme, who has been promoted to the half-ancestor level, couldn't help but gasp after seeing Jian Wushuang's understatement of killing more than a dozen Xu Zun, and his heart immediately became hot.

In just one year, Jian Wushuang was able to directly suppress so many vanities, what if a million years later? Will he become the next Zhou God and lead the Shenli Universe out of the predicament?

A million years is just a time of retreat for them, but it has endless possibilities.

If Xuebo Zhizun knew that Jian Wushuang almost killed the half-ancestral powerhouse with his own power long ago, his jaw would probably be dislocated.

After erasing the patrol team, the three figures quietly entered the base camp.

In the magnificent and vast hall, at this moment, cups of wine were intertwined, and nearly a hundred strong figures gathered here, chatting and laughing happily.

A giant man sitting at the top, with six marks on his shoulders gleaming, hugged two shivering maidservants of the divine power universe, laughing loudly.

And in the empty hall full of halls, sitting at a table under the giant man's head, his divine power surged impressively.

The handsome and elegant middle-aged man was dressed in a Confucian shirt, and the two inch-long dragon horns in his black hair showed his identity as a dragon.

The natural divine power surged around him, but at this moment, he was chatting happily with the Xu Zun in the hall.

If he saw this scene, Jian Wushuang would definitely notice that this handsome and elegant middle-aged man of the Dragon Clan is the third generation blood of the Dragon Clan, the younger brother of Long Ye, the leader of the evil dragon clan, and he has become the invincible and supreme Long Bai!

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