The Channel Is Open

Di Ping hesitated for a while, then stepped out and entered the gate of time and space. After a wave of time and space power, his eyes lit up, and he had appeared in an unfamiliar place.

He was shocked. In front of him was a huge bronze temple, bright and ancient. In the temple was sitting a huge bronze statue, which seemed to be covered with vast years, some mottled and rusted, but it showed endless divine might. .

The temple sits in the void, surrounded by torrents of time and space, but under the impact of the torrent, the temple remains motionless, not subject to the force of time and space, and at this time, he is standing on the steps of the temple, behind him is a time and space that is too powerful to be added. Torrent can feel the shock of divine fire at a glance, even if his current strength is under the impact of this torrent, he can't hold on.

He stabilized his mind and walked into the temple. He looked at the statue in the temple, his eyes moved slightly, he bowed and saluted:

"I've seen Senior Hunter!"

The eyes of the deity slowly opened, as if it had come to life, and an extremely powerful aura filled the hall, looking at Di Ping and said:

"Your strength has improved rapidly. Only by practicing in this temple can I block the fluctuations caused by you. From today, you can cultivate here!"

After speaking, without saying much, he slowly closed his eyes and turned into a god again.

Di Ping saw that the hunter had lost his voice, and he still saluted:

"Thank you senior!"

He looked at the shrine. The shrine was not big, but only a few dozen meters in diameter. There was nothing but a statue in the center. How to cultivate here, he was a little puzzled. In the torrent of time and space, each level of intensity is different.

He thanked the hunter again, came to the steps, and entered the first step. His body was shocked, and a huge torrent of time and space rushed in, almost swept him away, as if to annihilate everything in time and space. , he hurriedly shook his divine power, stabilized his body, ran Chaos Tianyanjue, and began to practice.

As soon as the Chaos Tianyan Jue ran, Di Ping immediately felt different. It was stronger here than in the moat. The endless power poured in. It was inexhaustible and vast. There was no need to mention that his heart was not enough. Tianyan Jue is running to the extreme, and the fifteen gods of Mars are running fast, swallowing up endless power, refining one after another of divine power.

boom!

The Shenhuo space was suddenly shocked, and the supernatural power that had already accumulated to the extreme was instantly ignited. Under the power of other galaxies, a new Shenhuo was quickly ignited. The gods became one, pulling powerful star power, and the divine power galaxy was formed, and Di Ping entered the chaos war. Will be level five.

Di Ping didn't stop, this was already a matter of course, he didn't have any fluctuations at all, he continued to practice, the time and space torrents impacted, purified his divine power, condensed his strength, and covered up the power of chaos.

Di Ping did not know that when he was cultivating, there were two figures standing in the temple, both of them were in their 40s, one black and one white, one with short hair like a steel needle, full of domineering, one with long hair fluttering and ethereal. temperament.

The long-haired middle-aged man looked at Di Ping's figure in the torrent of time and space and said with emotion:

"I thought it would take a long time for him to reach this level. I didn't expect it to be so fast. He just took a nap. He has grown to this point. Hunt, how long will it take for him to enter the realm of God Lord!"

Hunting is a middle-aged man with short hair of steel needles and full of domineering aura. His eyes are not bright, and he said solemnly:

"He took a different path of cultivation from ours. He couldn't use common sense, and he couldn't judge at all. Maybe he entered the realm of God Lord in an instant, maybe it would take hundreds of thousands of years, and we can't say for sure!"

The long-haired middle-aged man stood with his hands tied and said slowly:

"I feel hopeful this time. He should have a better chance than Pangu. The Yin Clan has already found him. Pangu didn't have the allegiance of the Yin Clan back then!"

Hunting looked at the long-haired young man and said:

"Brother Frost, the more this is the case, the more careful we must be. Back then, Pangu's negligence caused irreparable consequences. After waiting for hundreds of thousands of years, we don't have so much time anymore, and the power of the moat is draining faster and faster. , we are almost unable to hold down the Chaos Mountains!"

Two rays of light flashed in Shuang's slightly narrowed eyes, and slowly said:

"Yeah! We're running out of time!"

The eyes of the two fell on Di Ping, and the hunting eyes flashed coldly, saying:

"This time, no matter what, we must protect his growth, and no one can cut off the hope of the God Realm again and cut our way!"

Di Ping practiced selflessly in the moat, and the chaotic battlefield finally opened. There are a large number of Shenzhou waiting in the North Ruins, Shangchuan, Jiegu, and Ten Jue Mountains, with the North Ruins having the most.

Thousands of huge true god warships stopped in the sky, and there were powerful figures standing on each bow.

Among them, there are dozens of bows gathered together, the most eye-catching, the God King Hall of Qingtian, Chixiao God King Hall, Qianshan Academy, Xingluo Hall, Blood Flame Temple and other powerful divine boats, and the other one is the true god of more than a dozen bow gods. On the battle boat, there are terrifying Protoss warriors standing on the battle boat. The two teams are not far apart, and there is a faint tendency to respond to each other.

Many forces around him looked at him, and everyone knew that these people were the forces of the heavens, and they wanted to rush to the heavens. Once these people joined the heavens, the strength of the heavens would definitely increase greatly.

On the Shenzhou boat in the middle, Bei Hanming stood with his hands behind his back, and beside him stood Murong Fei, Suyu, Xingyueyu, Wu Ling, and others, all of whom had now traveled to the heavenly realm from Donghuang.

Bei Hanming seemed to feel his gaze, and when he turned to look, he saw a group of people on a Shenzhou not far away, and his gaze touched the head of the person, like a substance, a void.

It's all a shock.

Murong Fei, Su Yu and the others also looked over, and when they saw the people on the Shenzhou, their eyes shrank, and Wu Ling said solemnly:

"Royal Emperor!"

Huangji Dao ranked second on the list of true gods in the God Realm, with Bei Hanming at the bottom. He was the pinnacle powerhouse among the true pinnacles of true gods. He once alone fought against two hidden clans who had cultivated for thousands of years. When he was defeated, his prestige moved to the realm of the gods for a while, and Bei Hanming once fought against him and lost a sword.

Everyone's hearts were solemn, and Samsara even sent out Huangji Dao. What are they going to do? Huangjijing didn't have anyone else in their eyes at all. They just nodded with Beihan Ming, and their eyes had moved away to the land abandoned by God.

when!

At this moment, a sacred and magnificent bell rang, and then, the heaven and the earth fluctuated, the vast divine formation covering the heaven and the earth lit up, and a crack slowly opened, as if a gate of heaven and earth appeared between the heaven and the earth. Lian Jiuyou, people stand under it and feel small.

"The channel is open!"

Many people exclaimed excitedly, and many Shenzhou boats had already moved and began to drive out of the cracks, and when someone moved, all Shenzhou boats moved, as if fishes were going to pass through the Dragon Gate.