Seeing that the Holy See had saved the crisis in the Moro Realm, not to mention leveling the ghost cultivation and calming the demonic disaster, it had also stabilized several lines of defense and collected countless refugees from the three clans.

And what is Daojun busy with at this time!?

According to common sense, Daojun's action this time can be said to save the Moro Realm from danger, even if he can't sweep the couch to greet him, at least he should use his strength to get together.

However, the reality is that the high-end combat forces sent by the Dao Monarch to the Moro Realm are being besieged by Shinto, demon cultivators, and ghost cultivators in turn!

The war has been going on for six years around a fixed open passage to the world.

The Moro Realm is a small world, there are only five world layers, and between the fourth and fifth space layers, the reflection of the material realm is the same as the Tongxuan Realm, standing in a grayish-black state that cannot be directly changed by any external force.

The material world is as big as it is, and the changes in the material world will react synchronously here.

Therefore, the continuous line of defense, the fortress is like a nail is also reflected here, but the people in the fortress are outsiders, but there is no corresponding projection here.

Countless angels with two wings and four wings are densely scattered on the fortresses of all sizes, and their bright wings are colorful, which is particularly prominent in this gray-black shadow space.

Outside the defense line, the polluted earth, ghost swamps, lesions, etc., are mapped one by one.

However, there was no army belonging to the dead, and there was no figure in a black robe wearing a black cloak, only the divine soldiers from the heavenly court were boundless.

The flags were unfurled, the golden drums sounded in unison, and countless gold-armored gods drove the heavenly soldiers, spreading like a wave.

In the air, there are countless gods!

Thunder Princess, Rain Monarch Wind God - these are the most common, as well as all kinds of unknown forgiveness gods, the means are varied, and the power of the gods is boundless!

Daojun's side did not show weakness.

The six-winged archangel already has the power of a god.

The jade lion in the god transformation period is carried by the light points in the sky, like a flooded sea of light, sometimes converging, reflecting his image during the period, a reflection, there must be an invincible magic power!

However, what the gods are most afraid of is a "peacock" standing in the back, ready to open the screen at any time!

The sniping of the King of Destruction, there are already no less than ten gods of forgiveness who hate them on the spot.

Ruling all the resistance forces is the incarnation of the three Su Cheng.

One incarnate godhead up to 4!

As the center, a temple sits in the rear.

Two avatars of Godhead 2 roamed the vast battle line, one was responsible for leading all these angels, and the other was responsible for retracting the collapsed angelic abilities, and then on the battlefield, re-importing the "mold" to produce continuously.

The stalemate lasted six years.

In the past six years, Su Cheng has been caught off guard at the beginning, and now he has gradually stabilized his position, noisily guarding the last world channel, and constantly bringing a steady stream of new forces to the Xuan Realm.

This offensive, there is no difference, two months, the heavenly soldiers retreated, and the two sides left countless corpses on the continuous battle line.

At this time, the black-clothed and black-robed ghost cultivators appeared, but before they could do anything to these peerless materials, countless angelic armies that were like robots, emotionless, and only knew how to coldly carry out orders, poured out of the fortress.

Thus, the battle entered the second stage.

Since the endless army of the dead could not be brought, the ghost cultivator could only be regarded as a straggler, and the invincible supernatural powers and means in the material world were useless here, in front of the army of angels.

The absolute power is at an absolute disadvantage, the ghost cultivator is extremely embarrassed, just like the hyena that is dispersed by the lions, he can only dodge, he can only escape, and if he is lucky, he will take advantage of the lions' inattention to tear off a mouthful of flesh and blood (the sea of corpses left by the heavenly soldiers and generals), and if he is unlucky, he will be overwhelmed by the endless divine energy, and he can't even lift a wave.

However, due to the fact that the material world has been greatly polluted, the path of ghost cultivation has become the mainstream of the Moro realm, and when it comes to the shadow space, the ghost swamp and the lesion have become a natural hiding place and fortress for the ghost cultivators, as long as they are not damaged on the spot, no matter how big the loss is, they can be restored after escaping in.

Not only the restoration, but also the materials they brought in, can greatly supplement and strengthen their strength.

Able to exist in the shadow space, an army of divine corpses is being nurtured in countless ghost swamps.

Soon, the second phase was coming to an end.

On the battlefield, all the corpses were destroyed by the angels, the remnants of the corpses were purified by the divine ability not deeply, countless wings fluttered, and the silent angelic army mechanically retreated behind the defense line.

They have no thoughts, no emotions, and a little bit of divine power is infused with templates called "angels", which are constantly being made!

But not all angels are such assembly line products!

Among the countless two and four angels, there are many angels without wings, during the astute wandering.

These angels are sapient and come from a great number of people who pray for the kingdom of God.

The body of an angel is just a raft, and only a soul of excellent quality can bear a huge weight, but such a prayer is extremely rare, and the divine power contained in the two-winged and four-winged angels is too high and too pure, and with the current number of prayers, few qualified souls can drive it.

Thus, this castrated version without wings came into being.

Although these angels are not satisfactory in absolute strength, they are able to assemble a large and mechanical army of angels.

Their existence is like a brain, and their own weakness has become the focus of the opponent's attack.

The third stage is coming!

Countless demon cultivators have appeared!

Outwardly, there is no difference between him and a monk.

Countless magic weapons, countless sword shadows, gray and black clouds and mist appeared in an instant, like a meteor fire shower, and the focus of the attack was where these "brains" were located.

In six years, the tricks of both sides have been familiar, and there is no need to remind them at all, countless angels flew up to protect the existence of wingless angels.

Countless wings were broken, and the stumps of countless angels flew all over the sky, and the rich divine energy turned into large tracts of angelic blood, which were sprinkled in the air.

The meteor rain was choked, and taking advantage of this short buffer time, the wingless angel hurriedly commanded the angel army to retreat to the back of the defensive line!

Pursuing all the way, retreating all the way, there are constantly figures on both sides falling, and none of the demon cultivators show their own body before they fall!

All kinds of birds of prey, all kinds of rare wood fairy branches!

After blooming with a moment of splendor and beauty, they withered away!

The army of angels who retreated was less than half of the original.

But the scattered divine power was conscious, and between the gray-black heaven and earth, countless scattered fluorescent lights returned to their nests one after another, drifting towards the depths of the defense line.

In one place, an avatar of Godhead2 is presiding over an "automated factory", and countless fluorescent fluorescences are gathered, snowflakes fall on the huge and vast sedimentation tank, and then flow into the furnace, to which the avatar keeps adding ingredients, and when the time is up, the furnace's valve opens wide.

The mold was ready, and the liquid of compound divine power flowing from the valve was poured into it.

Cocoon-like cylinders were densely spread in the depths of the factory, and the rich holy light flashed on their surface like breathing, and the cocoons reacted completely, the cocoon doors opened, and naked, perfect, and cold bodies walked out of it!

The Holy Flame appeared, and the brilliant wings opened one by one, and in an instant, it was like a jungle of wings, and then the weapons of the Holy Flame were attached to the surface of the naked body!

A four-winged angel was chosen individually, and a powerful invoker soul was incarnated and released.

The soul floats towards the perfect shell, and the moment it is thrown into it, the soul collapses and disintegrates!

The scattered soul power turned into the purest source, fluttering and scattering.

Another powerful Invoker soul appeared, and reality swallowed these Origins before pounced on the four-winged angel.

Disintegrated, disintegrated, the source fell in all directions, and the soul of another one who prayed appeared.

This goes on and on, again and again, again and again, and there seems to be no possibility of success.

It was during this time that the doors of the factory were opened, and an army of clones of angels rumbled out.

Brains without wings fall among them, link, and drive!

"Holy war for the Lord!!"

"Holy war for the Lord!!"

The newborn army of angels set out, dividing into the crumbling weak points of the defensive line.

At this time, the third stage was over, and the two sides had died down, retreated along a long and ever-changing defensive line, seized every minute and every second, licked their wounds, gathered strength, and waited for the arrival of the next attack and defense.

In six years, such a scene has been repeated countless times, and the process is much the same, and there seems to be nothing new.

But after the end of this offense and defense, there were new changes.

A palace that appears between gray-black clouds.

In the palace, the representatives of the three clans gathered together, and a ghost cultivator in a black robe and hood stepped in grandly.

In the majestic hall, the representatives of the three clans did not say a word, and watched the ghost cultivator come to the nearest place in a flash, bowed slightly, and sat on the lowest steps.

The representatives of the three clans looked silent, like a thousand-year-old Xuanbing without emotion.

The representative of Shinto is a goddess in palace costume holding a pipa ritual instrument in the heavenly court, and her real body is revealed, with a layer of rainbow-colored arched halo.

She spoke first, and said coldly: "You have to bear the consequences of tearing up the collegiality of the three clans!"

Between the words, he didn't point at anyone, but the representative of the human cultivator from the Xia clan knew that the other party was attacking him, so he said leisurely: "You openly cooperated with the ghost cultivator, and you have already destroyed the collegiality of the three clans!"

"No need to quibble!" It was the representative of the demon cultivator who spoke, a thin and shriveled old man, "The ghost cultivator is only on the surface of the Moro realm, but the Dao Monarch you have attracted is going to dig up our foundation!"

"This is slander!" said the Xia Clan's cultivator, "Dao Jun didn't force any mortals, he was just hired by us to save this world!"

"You have violated the very essence of the collegiality of the three tribes, and you have not been authorized in any way!", another Shinto representative protested angrily.

"Everyone, there is no need to accuse each other, let's talk about your conditions!" said the second representative of the Xia Clan's cultivation.

"It's very simple, join us and drive this Dao Jun out of the Moro Realm!"

"What about the ghost cultivator!?"

"That's the second phase to consider!"

The representative of the ghost cultivator did not say a word.

"The deity can't decide, it takes time to deliberate!"

"It's an ultimatum!"

"Humph!"

"You Xia clan are just a small part of human cultivation, and the responsibility of destroying the collegiality of the three clans is heavy, and you can't bear it!"

“…… The deity has already said that it takes time, time!"

The quarrels, persecution, and procrastination in the palace seemed to have happened on another level, and they did not affect the reopening of the battle in the shadow space in the slightest!

The Terran monks did not join, and the Dao Jun gradually played out the rhythm and played with all his spare strength, unless the other party received subversive reinforcements, otherwise, the stalemate would continue forever.

And in the Xuan Realm, the huge pressure transmitted by the councils of the three clans has been fed back.

Su Cheng's god world, Xuan Yue has been waiting for a long time.

At her side, an indescribable, indescribable, and even indescribable young man stood with his hands behind his back.

He looked at the hovering entrance of the Kingdom of God with great interest, smiling, not knowing what he was thinking!

In the next second, the entrance opened, and an avatar of Su Cheng came to the entrance, politely made a gesture of invitation, did not speak, and left first.

Xuan Yue silently followed, and the young man fell last.

As soon as you enter the kingdom of God, you will be in the depths of the vast space.

Countless stars, countless galaxies, a huge rust-red planet revolving around a cumin sun.

The three of them stood in the planet's low-earth orbit, speechless and silent.

"This is the big world you control?" said the young man.

"What does Dao Sheng think?", Su Cheng asked with a smile.

The Heaven and Earth Peak Lord shook his head and smiled, and said, "No, I was almost deceived by you." ”

"Oh, what do you say?"

"This is not a reflection of any place in the heavens and ten thousand worlds!"

Xuan Yue was finally moved when she heard this.

"Where does the Dao Saint think?"

The Heaven and Earth Peak Seat Lord smiled, "Another metaverse!"

Su Cheng clapped his hands again and again in admiration when he heard this, and said: "The first person in this world is really extraordinary, and he can see its true face at a glance!"

The Lord of Heaven and Earth Peak laughed, and as soon as the laughter fell, it suddenly changed color, "It turns out that you have such a hole card, no wonder you have no fear!"

After that, he looked at Xuan Yue and said with a cold smile: "How does the realm lord feel?"

Xuan Yue held on, with a cold face, and said to Su Cheng: "You have made too much trouble, our Xia clan must not bear the responsibility of destroying the collegiality of the three clans!"

"Is the realm lord here to make a war letter?" Su Cheng said with a smile.

"I just inform you that the previous agreement has been rejected by the Council, and the reinforcements of my Xia clan are about to be sent to the Moro Realm!"

Su Cheng sighed when he heard this, "Sure enough, the old example of imitating the Imperial Beast Gate is indeed a pavilion in the sky!"

"Hmph, can Dao Jun achieve the level of the Imperial Beast Gate? Your ambition is too great, you interfere in too many affairs, and you are too lonely and unscrupulous, and the three clans and any world of all sizes cannot tolerate it. It's not so much that we go back on our word, but that we should take the blame on ourselves!"

Su Cheng shook his head with a smile and said, "What about now? Dao Sheng is going to make a move!?"

The Heaven and Earth Peak Lord stared at Su Cheng, and suddenly smiled, "Shoot, no, no, no, Dao Jun misunderstood, I'm just the Realm Lord's bodyguard, and I have nothing to do with this trip!"

Xuan Yue's face changed, but Su Cheng laughed, "Then don't talk about these troubles, since the two of you are here, you might as well be here for a few days!"

"Thank you Daojun for your kindness, then I might as well be respectful!"

"Dao Sheng, please!"

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Four hundred and fifty years later, the forty-nine heavenly tribulations came as scheduled.

It was still in the vast space background, on a huge star, Su Cheng's avatar collapsed completely, but the body of Gundam Godhead 16 gave the enemy a fatal blow.

Finally, he took off the head of the Dao Saint and descended to the material realm in person.

Coming to the Yunmen Mountain Range, a prosperous Dao Monarch country, the endless army of monks has collapsed, and on the backbone battlefield, the battle flags of Bibomen are like a sea.

Su Cheng came to the doppelganger, presented the head of the Dao Sage, and said: "He is your medicine guide, enough to make your Yuan Ying complete, go, our last hall is waiting for you, always!"

"Why!?"

"Because of you, I have a chance to get out!"

"The End of the Book"