Among the pseudo-gods who descended from the other world, Jing Wei was clearly divided into the gods and demons.

The leader of the Protoss camp is a handsome man with three eyes, and his eyebrows are full of haughty powerhouses. At His side were the six Divine False Gods.

The leader of the demon camp is a pseudo-god powerhouse with four heads: a scorpion, a praying mantis, a spider, and a locust. By his side, he followed the nine demon pseudo-god powerhouses.

In the pseudo-god camp of the gods and demons, there are vaguely smaller camps. Moreover, the distance between the ten demon pseudo-god powerhouses was separated, and they obviously did not trust each other.

The two worlds of gods and demons are the two most powerful worlds in the heavens and ten thousand worlds, and the strongest of the two worlds of gods and demons are like clouds. However, the divine realm has order, while the demon realm is extremely chaotic and fiercely uncultivated.

The ten Demon Zerg Pseudo-Gods were all enemies in the Demon Realm, but under the orders of their respective masters, they had to sneak into the Cangxing Realm desperately.

In the Terran camp, the man in white said, "I am the god son of the god of thunder, what kind of place is this?"

"I am the dragon blade of the True Dragon Clan! The ancient tree with bones is very likely to be a strange existence formed after the fall of the True God Skeleton Luo and the Evil Tree in the primeval era. “

"There are only three people who have left this ancient tree alive, one of them is the True God Ancient Wolf! the other two are the Ten Thousand Transformation Emperor and the Heavenly Demon Emperor!"

There was a hint of gloom in the eyes of the dragon pseudo-god, and he said slowly.

Hearing this, everyone's hearts sank slightly, and a slight chill swelled up.

The True God Ancient Wolves will not be mentioned! The Wanhua Emperor and the Heavenly Demon Emperor were all invincible overlords of an era at the beginning. Even the true gods have slain. If you want to get out of this place, you are afraid that there will be many difficulties.

The Terran beauty in the cyan battle armor said, "I am the goddess of the forest goddess, Muyun Xin! The true god Luo has already fallen for an unknown number of years, and even if he fuses the power of the Evil Tree, the capacity of this space is limited. How about we join forces to attack and destroy this space?"

The Qilin Clan's pseudo-god's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he grinned, "Good idea!

"I'd advise you not to do that!"

The three-eyed Divine Race Pseudo-God, the third vertical eye opened, looked towards the surrounding space and said lightly: "I am the Three Cha Tree! The Great True God and the Son of the Three Spirit Gods! This space is indeed unable to withstand the joint attack of all of us, but this space is accompanied by the power of the True God, distorting the rules, once the space collapses, that backlash will kill all of us!"

"This guy Sanchashu is right! Once we shatter this space, then the only ones who die will be us. If you're going to do it, I'm going to kill you!"

The four-headed Demon Zerg powerhouse grinned, a trace of crazy killing intent flashed in his eyes, and a terrifying aura of pseudo-god peak level permeated from his body.

"You want to kill me, just you trash?"

The desolate thunder and his double pupils suddenly appeared a thunderbolt, and the terrifying aura of the peak level of the pseudo-god was filled all over his body, holding a high-grade pseudo-artifact level [Desolate Thunder War Halberd], and the halberd slashed towards the demon Zerg powerhouse with four heads.

The four-headed Demon Zerg powerhouse pulled out his vertebrae and turned them into an extremely sharp bone knife, turning towards the desolate thunder and slashing away.

Boom, boom, boom!

Countless thunderbolts shone brightly, and the demon insect clan powerhouse with four heads was blasted out at once, and his whole body was constantly struck by thunder and lightning, and his whole body exuded a smell of scorching.

Yang Fan's eyes shrank slightly: "So strong! He is worthy of being the son of a true god! He is strong and well-equipped, he is only one step away from stepping into the limit of the pseudo-god and reaching the realm where the Six Emperors have not fused the core of the world!"

The powerhouses at the peak of the false gods are also divided into three, six, nine and so on. Not only is his own strength and bloodline amazing, but the equipment he possesses is also extremely strong, which makes his strength far superior to that of the four-headed demon Zerg pseudo-god.

"Stop! If you don't stop, I'll have to do it to you!"

Sanchashu's third eye opened suddenly, locking on the desolate thunder, countless divine patterns appeared all over his body, and a terrifying aura of pseudo-god peak level diffused from his body, and an extremely sharp spear appeared in his hand at once.

"Humph!"

Desolate Thunder and snorted coldly, and directly withdrew the [Desolate Thunder War Halberd] and said in a deep voice: "Mu Yunxin, Yang Fan, Long Feng, Qilin Honglie! Those guys are the culprits who invaded our world, how about we join forces to kill them first?"

Mu Xinyun said: "Let's join forces to get out first! After getting out, then fight!"

Yang Fan and the three of them also bowed slightly.

"Alright then!"

Desolate Thunder and sighed slightly, and directly took back the [Desolate Thunder Halberd].

"It's a shame that you didn't kill each other!"

An eerie voice echoed through the space.

A distorted light flickered in the void, and countless vines poured out of a large hole in the void, condensing into a wooden monster with countless twisted faces.

The wooden monster held an altar in front of him, grinning, showing his sharp teeth: "I am the master of this space, the wooden man!"

"I have summoned you this time to do something for me, to retrieve my lost heart in that valley. “

"Whoever can retrieve my heart, I can get him out of here, and I will give him a drop of the blood of the true god and a superlative elixir. “

The wooden man stretched out his hand and pointed to a dense forest with no end in sight a hundred thousand miles away.

"Wood man, since you are the master of this space, why don't you go and get your heart back yourself?"

"Why should I tell you?"

The wooden man grinned, and a hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes: "The one who finds the heart, put the heart on this altar, even if he has fulfilled the agreement with me." That person can leave here, and the rest of the people will stay here and stay with me forever!"

After the wooden man finished speaking, all the spirituality on his body disappeared, and in an instant, he became a log that lost all life.

The many powerhouses present glanced at each other, and a strange atmosphere permeated the area.

The number of false god powerhouses present exceeded thirty, but according to the wooden man, only one of the many powerhouses present was able to leave here, which meant that a fierce battle would surely break out around that heart.