The divine ship rode the wind and waves in the world of the ruins, constantly crashed into the time and space of the ruins, entered the space river, and went up the river of space.

Bang!

At a certain point, the bow of the ship tilted downward, and the divine light burst out from the sky, turning into a guard, and then the divine ship crashed into the depths of the river.

At this moment, Qingyang Huan rose from the divine ship and stood in the air on the Void River, and the battle spirit in the spiritual world suddenly burst into waves.

"Your Excellency, what happened?"

Qing Yanghuan's move immediately attracted the attention of the gods on the divine ship, and they all volleyed out through the waves.

Looking at the god man who appeared in front of him, Qingyang Huan's expression did not change, and said: "Just now, the sage of our clan transmitted the news, and a strong person of the immortal clan appeared. ”

Between the words, Qing Yanghuan's spiritual will closely watched the fluctuations of the several gods in front of him.

Sure enough, the appearance of the immortal clan did not trigger the real touch in their hearts, and the concealment between their faces did not escape his detection.

"You can't hide from these crumbs anywhere. ”

"The Immortal Clan and my Divine Clan are mortal enemies, and if our Divine Clan awakens the ancient gods, the Immortal Clan will inevitably intervene to obstruct them. ”

The old god's expression did not change, and he said loudly: "As long as the ancient gods of our clan return, the immortal clan does not have to worry. ”

"It's really not a good person. ”

However, Qingyang Huan pretended to be solemn and said: "Let's be careful, so as not to be exploited by the immortal clan." ”

"Let's go, the body of the ancient god is in the world of the ancient gods derived from the space Tianhe. ”

Hearing this, Qing Yanghuan wanted to stop, but finally did not make a sound under the gaze of several gods in front of him, and nodded slightly.

......

At the same time, outside the distant void of the Returning Ruins World, the holy light shrouded, and two figures crossed the void like divine lightning, a wisp of divine lightning seemed to be the size of a finger, but it was in the inner world, and there were thousands of Jiazun floating in it.

In the center of thousands of Sanskrit shadows, the golden lotus throne, and a figure on the Twelve Lotus Platforms that looks a little similar to Qingyang Huan sits cross-legged, with folded hands and solemn faces, surrounded by believers chanting Sanskrit sounds.

Above the nine-rank lotus platform, there is a thirty-six-rank golden lotus hanging high, a huge figure like gilt casting, the breath is like a lying Shenyue, and the divine power is like a prison.

It is the Shakya Luozun who is now in charge of the Gara Kingdom, and it is said that he has not left the Gara Sacred Mountain for three epochs, and now appears in the world of Guiru.

Suddenly, Shakyarazun's eyes opened and closed, as if two great suns had risen in this Brahmanic realm, and the golden light was like dragon scales rippling in the void.

"If I re-ascend to the holy throne, this Gara clan will naturally be in your hands, whether it is to promote the Gafa or the Mahayana Buddhism, it is just a matter of your thoughts. ”

The magnificent celestial sound is like an inscription in the void, and every character seems to be made of heaven and earth gods.

"Obey the decree of my lord. ”

On the twelve-grade lotus platform, Da Ri Rulai looked respectful, folded his hands, and said a Buddha name.

......

And at this moment, in the southwest royal domain of the southern wilderness of the human race, 108,000 zhang deep underground of the Dayu Imperial City, a thick stick covered with rust was pierced straight under the earth.

The iron rod was covered with rust and embedded with the soil, and the characters and ancient characters on it could not be seen clearly, but it felt that this pillar-like iron rod had stabilized the whole earth.

Under the heavy earth, in addition to this iron rod, there was also a warrior in a black robe, with a small dark dragon lying on his shoulder, spitting snot bubbles between his nostrils.

"Xiao Hei, did you say that thing was accurate this time?"

In the small space, King Wu sat cross-legged, stroking the little black dragon on his arm, but unfortunately the little black dragon turned over and didn't pay attention to him at all.

"Old fellow, you have no last resort in your life, and you must be accurate this time. ”

......

Returning to the ruins of the world, a world deep, the aura is like clouds, the wind is light and light, and it is a peaceful scene.

In the depths of this world, surrounded by mountains, there are paths winding in the mountains, a small Taoist boy with a bamboo basket on his back, strangely with three fairy swords on his back, holding a jade box in both hands, jumping on the mountain path.

Xiao Daotong followed the mountain road into the depths of the valley, and his eyes fell on a pile of bulging bags of wasteland, and his eyes suddenly showed surprise.

"Huh. ”

I saw that the mound had been torn apart from the middle, leaving only a deep pit of earth, and as for the existence buried under the mound, there was no trace.

"Let's go. ”

Then, Xiao Daotong snorted, and said with awe in his eyes: "Dao Ancestor is above." ”

The words fell, and Xiao Daotong's bright eyes bent into a crescent moon, turning into a streamer of light in the mountains, bouncing towards a hanging mountain on the sky.

Not long after, a bell rang out from the Taoist hall on the hanging mountain.

The bell rang for forty-nine times, and then a warrior in a robe left the main hall.

......

In the dimness, a fairy sword was like a continent across the sky, wrapped in lightning and thunder, and the fairy sword carried a bronze fairy hall, floating in the void.

In the immortal hall, the misty fairy aura is like a rainbow, and in the hazy fairy mist, there is a figure looming.

"The green ancient god of the god clan, when he killed my immortal clan's glazed immortal in the extraterrestrial starry sky, he himself was also hit hard, and he was hit by the immortal power, and he must not be allowed to return, so that my immortal clan has another great enemy. ”

"With the Linglong Pagoda in hand, it will definitely be able to suppress it again. ”

The immortal wearing immortal armor, his hair hanging down to his abdomen, holding the Linglong Pagoda with one hand and stroking his beard with the other, seemed to have already been in his chest.

"Jing Xianzun made a move, and this time he will definitely be able to suppress the ancient gods. ”

"That's right, Jing Xianzun is the Taishan Beidou of my Immortal Dao, suppressing a silent ancient god, it's not just a matter of being caught. ”

"Linglong Immortal Gate is one of the four major immortal gates of my Immortal Dao, and Immortal Venerable is a giant in Lingxiao Palace, if it weren't for the bad luck of my Immortal Clan back then, how could I be exploited by the Divine Clan back then. ”

In an instant, in the midst of the rolling fairy mist, several compliments came out.

"This time, Jing Xianzun suppressed the ancient gods of the Immortal Clan, and the Primordial Immortal Gate Guangcheng Immortal Emperor Town killed the Holy Son of the Immortal Race, cut off the luck of the Terran Race, and broke the alliance between the Terran and the True God, and my Immortal Clan will surely prosper. ”

......

At this time, Qing Yang Huan had already entered the ancient god world with the god clan, and after entering this world, Qing Yang Huan once again saw the huge god body that had made him feel his heart collapse.

This world was completely opened up by the overflow of the power of the ancient gods, and there was only the void of the heavenly dome, and the upper and lower were empty.

The body of the ancient god is suspended in the center of the four directions of the world, surrounded by lightning and thunder, constantly bursting with divine thunder, and the divine mist in the sky is intertwined, conjuring up various ancient time and space.

The moment he entered this time and space, Qing Yanghuan had already reacted, and the guess in his heart was right, the True God Clan had indeed awakened this True God a long time ago.

Looking at the several gods in front of him pretending to be, constantly taking out the altar and making incense offerings, it seems that this acting is not only his strength, but also his strengths.

In this case, he also acted, isn't it just acting, who wouldn't be.

The next moment, his momentum was tense, constantly patrolling the Quartet, making the appearance of being facing a great enemy and guarding against a sneak attack by the immortal clan.

At the same time, the two front paws of the Turtle Buxian lying on his shoulders were holding the treasure of Yama, and he was constantly thinking about how to introduce the true god into the underworld and help him break the barrier between him and hell.

I just don't know who is more powerful between this ancient god and the Venerable Gara of the Nine Shadows lineage who sits in hell.

A ray of purple light loomed in the symbol of luck at the center of his eyebrows, and he took the protection of his humanitarian luck to communicate with the dragon slaying elder, and learned of the scene outside, which the true gods did not expect, they thought that this ancient god space had banned everything, but they underestimated the majesty of the will of humanity.

The immortals, the gala, the true gods, and the human race are so lively!

"Your Excellency Qingyang, we need the noble sages to guard against the sneak attack of the immortal clan outside, so that we can awaken the ancient gods safely. ”

Perhaps thinking that his appearance was a little fake, the old god man came to Qingyang Huan and said loudly.

"Needless to say, the sage of our clan is already sitting outside the space river, guarding against the sneak attack of the immortal clan, since he promised the nobles to help you awaken the ancient gods, the human race will definitely not lose his word. ”

Maybe they have already come to this point, and both sides know it in their hearts and do not pierce each other.

However, Qingyang Huan's words shook the sky, and the dragon slayer elder was long away from the space river, and his figure was hidden in the void, capturing the holy light of Jialuo.

As for the immortals?

If the immortal clan is stopped, how will the scene of the true god continue?

In order for the immortal clan to continue, the immortal clan must also be killed.

......

Boom!

At this moment, a sword light penetrated the sky completely, manifesting in the sky of the entire Guiru World, instantly cutting the entire Guiru World into two halves, and the two semi-circular space-time worlds fell to both sides.

And the sword light refers to the ancient god world where the depths of the space river are located.

Click!

In the world of ancient gods, Qingyang Huan and the others saw a sword light like lightning, tearing through the heavenly dome above, and slashing down towards the suspended ancient gods.

In an instant, Qing Yanghuan's expression froze, and suddenly his eyes burst out with fierceness.

Fight!

At the moment of his thoughts, the treasure of Yama in his hand was held in his hand and went away against the falling sword light.

"With my human race on the side, the immortal clan is rampant!"

Accompanied by Qingyang Huan's roar, a roar sounded in the torn ancient god realm, the sound was like thunder, making ten thousand daos hibernate, and for a while, in the five directions of this void, five towering figures like Shenyue appeared.

Roar, roar, roar!

The shadows of the five holy beasts of Xuanwu, Qinglong, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Qilin manifested from the Netherworld, sat in the five directions, evolved the Netherworld, and incorporated that sword light into the black hole in the depths of the realm.

Everything came too suddenly, even Qingyang Huan, who had planned many times in his heart, was a little stunned at this moment, and the qi bursting out in the void made him feel silent, but he had to send it when he was ready to go.

Rumble!

The immortal sword outside the sky is horizontal, the immortal hall is in the world, and there is a roar of immortal sounds, but at this moment, the immortal qi, yin qi, and divine qi, the three airflows are intertwined and evolved into a huge airflow storm, and the three-colored airflow in the center of the storm turns into a huge whirlpool.

"Guys, I can only stop one of the immortals. ”

A spirit-stirring Qingyang Huan reacted, shouted at the gods standing around, and stepped into the air, stepping into the air, stepping to the top of this world, below was the dark smoke filled with netherworld, and above was the falling immortal hall.