Galaxy Holy Island God-level Formation Group!

"Do you think that the Evil King's Crown can defeat the huge Nether Ghost Clan army in the center of the Night Islands, it is said that the Nether Ghost Clan army is at least tens of thousands, and they are all the elite of the Nether Ghost Clan, and there are even seventeen Nether Ghost Emperors in charge, I'm afraid that the Evil King's Crown has little hope of winning. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Who said it wasn't, His Majesty the Evil King has just advanced to the third step, how could it be the opponent of that group of Nether Ghost Emperors, alas, if it weren't for the conspiracy of the Nether Ghost Clan in the center of the Night Islands, which is about to subvert the entire Night Islands, I'm afraid that His Majesty the Evil King would not have gone there in such a hurry."

"His Majesty the Evil King is also helpless, if we don't destroy the conspiracy and tricks of those Netherworld Ghost Clans as soon as possible, I'm afraid that our human race will still perish, if we can win this time, His Majesty's Crown will have the greatest credit."

"I can't join hands with the Evil King's Crown to defeat the Nether Ghost Clan's legions, if I can survive, I will definitely set up an immortal tablet in my family for generations to come, and pray sincerely for the Evil King's Crown."

"Master, you'll be fine, I like you, Master!"

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A pair of worried eyes looked at the depths of the distant Void Heaven Domain all the time, waiting for Jiang Xincheng's arrival, and every day, countless cultivators and primordial beasts of the human race stood all over the god-level formation group of the Galaxy Holy Island, waiting for Jiang Xincheng's return.

Every day, many Terran cultivators kowtowed and prayed, praying that Jiang Xincheng would succeed in destroying the Netherworld Clan's conspiracy and would then retire.

In just over a month, for the Terran cultivators and Yuan Beasts in the God-level Formation Group of the Galaxy Holy Island, it seemed as long as thousands of years, and it was annoying.

On this day, a trace of gray appeared in the eyes of Xixi, who was always at the forefront of the god-level formation group of the Galaxy Holy Island, and his delicate and picturesque little face was suddenly stunned, and his bright eyes widened and looked into the distance.

After a moment, Xixi fell to her knees in the void with tears streaming down her face: "Master, where are you?" ”

In her eyes, tens of billions of Nether Ghost Clans came in a mighty manner, like a group of demons dancing wildly, roaring, roaring, and shouting towards the God-level formation group of the Galaxy Holy Island.

The Nether Ghost Clan legion far away in the middle of the Night Islands actually came to the vicinity of the Galactic Holy Island God-level Formation Group, does this mean that Master's plan has failed, has he been killed by this Nether Ghost Clan legion, so he can't stop this huge Nether Ghost Clan legion from coming.

Xixi guessed, but he affirmed this answer little by little in his heart, after all, as everyone said, Master had just stepped into the third step, how could he be the opponent of the seventeen Nether Ghost Emperors, especially these Netherworld Ghost Emperors had already stepped into the third step decades ago, and they had already adapted to the strength of the third step, how could Master be able to deal with it.

Waiting here day and night, she had thought about this answer countless times, but every time she was thrown away by Xixi, unwilling to think about it carefully, she naively thought that the master was omnipotent, and this time she would definitely be able to return victorious.

But obviously this time the master can't do anything, the tens of billions of Netherworld Ghost Clan legions, seventeen Netherworld Ghost Emperors, how can Master beat them.

There was a terrible roar in his ears, as well as sobs, and countless Terran cultivators looked desperately at the approaching Netherghost Clan legion, and wept sluggishly.

"Did the evil king's crown fail, I didn't expect that our human race was going to end in the end, and the sky was going to kill my human race?"

"Your Majesty the Evil King, although you are still glorious, we will not blame you, it is the Netherworld Ghost Clan that has given us too little time, you should have been glorious, no, you are already glorious."

"Is Jiang Xincheng's period about to come to an end?"

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Countless Terran cultivators, countless Yuan Beasts looked at the overwhelming Nether Ghost Clan legion, they no longer had the strength to resist, even their savior Jiang Xincheng had fallen, how could they be such a huge Nether Ghost Clan Legion's opponent.

It was just a certain moment that a sharp-eyed cultivator saw the throne clustered in the center of the tens of thousands of trillions of Nether Ghost Clan legions.

"Look at who is on the throne in the center of the Nether Ghost Clan, and why does it look so familiar."

"I also saw it, is it the crown of the evil king, it looks very much like the crown of the evil king."

"Yes, that's the Evil King's crown, woo woo...... His Majesty the Evil King is not dead, he has come back alive, and he has also led the hundreds of billions of Nether Ghost Clan back, woo woo woo ...... I said that men bleed without tears, but why do they still want to cry? ”

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More and more Terran cultivators and Yuan Beasts discovered Jiang Xincheng on the throne, and more and more Terran cultivators and Yuan Beasts realized that Jiang Xincheng had not failed, but had succeeded, and the success was beyond imagination.

Countless Terran cultivators and Yuan Beasts were like ocean waves, kneeling down towards Jiang Xincheng layer by layer, kneeling towards Jiang Xincheng, who was surrounded by thousands of trillions of Nether Ghost Clan legions, and kneeling towards the savior of the Human Race and Yuan Beast Clan.

Willingly and respectfully!

At this moment, Jiang Xincheng is the god in everyone's hearts, the omnipotent god, the god who saves them from the sea of suffering.

Your Majesty, please accept our devotion to you!

There are more and more people kneeling, more and more people crying, Zuoqiu Yuanzun knelt down, the Pavilion Lord of the King of Instruments knelt down, the City Lord of Vientiane City knelt down, and the Three Great Beast Ancestors knelt down......

At this moment, Jiang Xincheng is riding on the throne of Tongtian, surrounded by thousands of trillions of ghost clans, like the brightest sun between heaven and earth, coming mightily and inscribed in the heavens and ten thousand worlds.

The Night Islands have never been so bright for a moment, because Jiang Xincheng will rise tomorrow; The Night Islands have never been so united for a moment, because of Jiang Xincheng, the only savior who has repelled the attack of the Nether Ghost Clan; The Night Islands have never been quieter for a moment, as all Terrans and Primordial Beasts respectfully greet their faith.

Unconsciously, Xixi, who had been waiting for Jiang Xincheng for more than a month, had burst into tears, and in his blurred vision, Xixi seemed to see the sun rising in the east and the bright moon holding high.

Cai Chao'an, Lou Guangzhi, Ma Qingshan, Lu Guangwei...... These Jiang Xincheng's closest brothers and friends, these real men and good men who claim to shed blood without tears, are also shedding tears at this moment, and they can't stop it.

Song Ru, Jiang Hai'an, Lin An'an, Shu Xinyun, Jiang Xinyu...... These Jiang Xincheng's relatives and lovers are also full of tears at this moment, waiting for so long, worrying for so long, and finally seeing Jiang Xincheng who has returned safely, how can they not burst into tears.

Terran, victory!

The Yuan Beast clan has won!

They, victorious!