Xianling Luo Xiao, who didn't know when he woke up, also sensed the changes in the situation in the world from the divine consciousness of the Lang Lian God King, so he spoke out and said his thoughts.

"Xianling Luo Xiao has always been crazy and lacks the main divine sense. ”

An ancient spirit's obscure divine consciousness surged, and said, "His thinking is not clear, his consciousness is not clear, and the god king must not listen to him." ”

Many ancient spirits said, "Don't listen to him." ”

Luo Xiao's voice was poignant and angry: "The land of projectiles, don't want to forge ahead, keep the status quo, and perish in the future! If you want to leave, you must leave!"

"Xianling Luo Xiao is worthy of respect, but his thinking is confused, so he can't listen to him. ”

Many ancient spirits said one after another: "God King, you must know how many clansmen will die if you lead your people to leave here and enter the world to fight? ”

The Lang Lian God King was graceful, standing in the void with fluttering clothes, looking very peaceful.

After a moment, her divine consciousness reverberated in the Ancestral Spirit Realm: "I am determined to lead the Creator clan out of the Void on the other side and enter the world to fight, so as to give the Creator a future in which he can live." Please forgive me!"

Her divine sense made many ancient ancestors angry, and countless ancestors shouted angrily: "Lang Lian, we gave you the name of the God King because we like that you are not disturbed by emotions, can judge calmly, and think about your clansmen wholeheartedly, and will not be emotional. Now you have the heart to gamble, and it will only lead our people to destruction!"

"If you are emotional, you will only become the emperor, become Boyang, and become Shujun!"

"We give you the name of the God King, and we can also take back the name of the God King!"

"If you insist on going your own way, then you are no longer the god-king of my Creator family!"

The face of the Lang Lian God King was still as calm as before, and he said lightly: "The name of the God King was given by you, and you have the right to take it back, but you can't influence the choice power of my people." The creator of the void on the other side can only survive if he is interdependent on Sanssouci Township, and now that Sanssouci has moved away, my creator must also move away. ”

"Then deprive you of the name of the God King!" the ancestors of the Ancestral Spirit Realm said in unison.

The Lang Lian God King withdrew his divine sense, and at this time, the entire Ancestral Spirit Realm appeared above the void on the other side, enveloping the large and small heavenly worlds on the other side, and the creators of these heavenly worlds raised their heads one after another, looking at the Ancestral Spirit Realm.

I saw that the spirits of all the races in the spirit world emerged one by one, majestic and magnificent, and their divine consciousness surged, conveying to the minds of every creator, announcing that they would deprive Lang Lian of his name as a god king, and expressly forbidding the creator to listen to Lang Lian's dispatch.

The tribes of the Creator were in an uproar, and everyone was talking about each other, and it was difficult to accept this decision for a while.

Lang Lian had always been very calm, allowing the spirits to deprive her of everything, and when the spirits deprived her of everything, her divine consciousness exploded and swept through all the heavens and worlds.

"Is there a creator willing to follow me, leave the void on the other side, go to the outside world to fight, reclaim our ancestral land, and seize the power to live?"

Her voice rang out in the mind of every Creator: "Here, there is no future, only heaven and earth created by illusory consciousness. Although the void on the other side is good, if the enemy comes, they will block us here, so that we have no chance to escape!"

"Come with me!"

"The world outside is even bigger!"

The Divine Consciousness of the Ancestral Spiritual Realm was furious, and the Divine Consciousness that formed the Ancestral Spiritual Realm suppressed downward, suppressing Lang Zhuan's Divine Consciousness, making it impossible for her to continue to persuade the Creator.

Lang Lian still drummed up his consciousness and told everyone what he thought: "There may be fierce competition there, and there may be death, but we will learn, we will progress, and we will keep up with the times!"

"Come with me, for the future of my people, for the descendants of my people!

The Ancestral Spirit Realm suddenly turned into a huge eye, which was the foundation of the Ancestral Spirit Realm, a primordial stone!

The divine consciousness of many ancestors was suppressed through the original stone, and the divine consciousness increased by no less than ten times, and Lang Zhuan's divine consciousness was immediately suppressed by them, and he could no longer communicate with the creators.

Lang Zhuan still had a calm face, standing quietly in the void, looking at the clansmen in the heavens.

Whether it was the Zili tribe, the silkworm girl tribe, or the Zhuqiu, Dongming, Yanlong, Xiatai and other tribes, none of the creators stood up, and no one spoke out and said that they would follow her.

The corners of Lang Lian's mouth moved, and instead of using his divine sense, he spoke, and said in a low voice almost pleadingly: "Come with me, don't stay here anymore." ”

She suddenly lost control of her emotions, couldn't stop crying, and said loudly: "Come with me! Stay here, the Creator will be destroyed! Let me go—"

Still no one responded to her.

Lang Zhuan looked at them in almost despair, and everyone avoided her gaze.

They relied too much on the spirits, it was the spirits who sacrificed themselves to create this void on the other side, and it was the spirits who built the spirit realm and sheltered them for millions of years.

When they fought with Sanssouci Township, it was also the ancestors who helped Lang Lian resist the emperor.

Lang Zhuan, the god king, was also sealed by the ancestors, and the ancestors could make her the god king, or they could make others the god king. On the surface, it is Lang Zhuan who holds the most power, but in fact, the ones who hold the power of the void on the other side are the ancestors of the spirit world from beginning to end.

The spirits can be canonized as god kings or holy children.

Lang Lian staggered among the heavens, looking at the clansmen expectantly, but still no one responded to her, no one stood up and said I will go with you.

Even those who respect her the most on weekdays don't dare to meet her gaze at this moment.

For the sake of the Creator family, Lang Lian abandoned all her emotions, but at this moment, the emotions in her heart suddenly burst out, making her lose control and make her feel that everything she did was in vain.

Her heart had almost lost all motivation, her exercises, her Taoism, had almost collapsed!

"I'll go with you. Suddenly, a voice broke the silence.

Lang Lian was overjoyed in his heart, followed the sound, Xiu Zhong stood up, and said in a deep voice: "I'll go with you." Lang Zhuan, although you are younger than me, your wisdom has convinced me over the years, and I trust your judgment. ”

He turned around and said loudly, "My people, who wants to go with me?"

He did not use his divine sense, but his voice was loud and powerful, and it spread throughout the heavens, and one by one the creators of the same tribe stood up and silently came to his side.

Lang Lian had courage again, and the collapsed and disintegrating Dao Heart suddenly calmed down, and the Dao Xing no longer declined.

"No matter what, Lang Lian is the god king in my heart. ”

The silkworm girl stood up and said with a smile: "She has never been selfish, so I listen to her." My tribe, does anyone believe in me?"

Some more Creators stepped forward and silently walked up to her side.

The Xiatai tribe, the Yanlong tribe, the Dongming tribe, the Zhuqiu tribe and other tribes also had their own sporadic creators who stood up and came to Lang Zhuan's side silently.

Lang Lian calmed down and waited quietly, and slowly, the number of people gradually increased, but it did not reach 10,000 people.

Lang Lian looked at the tribes, and no one responded to her.

"As long as you walk out of the void on the other side, you will never come back!" roared the divine consciousness in the pre-spirit realm.

Lang Lian looked up at the Ancestral Spirit Realm: "Ancestral Spirit Luo Xiao, will you come with me?"

"I'm not going. ”

The face of the Ancestor Spirit Luo Xiao emerged, no longer as crazy as before, and said very calmly: "They have established the Ancestral Spirit Realm and the Void on the other side according to my prophecy, and I can't abandon them. ”

Lang Lian nodded silently, and led the team of creators of less than 10,000 people towards the Void Bridge.

Looking back, they saw that the spirits of the Ancestral Spirit Realm had already begun to select new patriarchs, appoint new elders, and finally, elect a new god king under the joint recommendation of the elders and patriarchs.

Lang Zhuan turned his head and led his followers through the three rooms to the Void Bridge.

Outside the Void Bridge, the battle between Sanssouci Township and Heavenly Court was still going on, Kaihuang left ahead of schedule, and Yue Tianzun also left Sanssouci Township, which reassured the army of Heavenly Court, and the four heavenly masters, Heavenly Kings and the Four Emperors of the Quartet mobilized superior forces, first gained a firm foothold, and then encircled and suppressed them layer by layer.

And Sanssouci Township fell into passivity because the number of gods and demons was far inferior to that of Heavenly Court, and was trapped by the army of gods and demons of Heavenly Court.

The Heavenly Master and Heavenly King of Sanssouci Township did their best, and fought with the Heavenly Master and Heavenly King of the Heavenly Court, and the killing was extremely tragic.

And the Qin clan was led by Qin Fengqing's huge baby, and fought against the Yin Tianzi and other four emperors of the Quartet, but they also fell apart, although Qin Fengqing was extremely powerful, and was called Little Tubo, although the Qin clan was brave and good at fighting, and was not afraid of death, but they could not break through the encirclement of the gods and demons of the heavenly court.

When Lang Lian led the crowd to kill, Sanssouci Township was in danger, and the Heavenly Court army had already slaughtered to the thirty-three heavens, and the heavens were shattered, revealing the huge steel keels buried under these heavens.

The entire Thirty-Three Heavens of Sanssouci Township are thirty-three huge war machines, which are the highest masterpieces cast by the Heavenly Craftsmen in the Kaihuang Era, but in the face of the terrifying artifacts and heavy weapons of the Heavenly Court, these thirty-three war machines may also be broken at any time.

Lang Lian led the crowd to roar and rush, and many creators and her divine consciousness and divine powers exploded, sweeping away the army of the heavenly court in front of them, and immediately killed a bloody path.

Nearly 10,000 creators have vast bodies, open and close, and move stars and fights between gestures.

In the battlefield, it is difficult to deploy the explosion of great magical powers, and it is easy to threaten the lives of one's own people, but melee combat has incredible power. And the Creator not only has a powerful divine sense, but also a physical body comparable to the ancient gods, and in melee combat, they far surpass the demigod race!

Coupled with the existence of Lang Zhuan, a Tianzun-level existence, this impact suddenly opened a passage for the thirty-three heavens of Sanssouci Township.

The thirty-three heavens roared and rushed forward, and a venerable creator rose into the sky and landed in the heavens, helping the Kaihuang army there to clear out the heavenly army that had slaughtered to Sanssouci Township.

Lang Lian was also intercepted by the army of Heavenly Court, and the Four Heavenly Kings of Heavenly Court controlled the artifact of the ancient gods and four emperors, and fought around her, and the power of the artifact was urged by them to the extreme, turning into the Blue Dragon White Tiger Vermilion Bird Xuanwu.

Lang Lian fought and retreated, dragging the Four Heavenly Kings, and when the Four Heavenly Masters rectified the formation and surrounded and suppressed, she retreated.

The Heavenly Court army chased and killed at the end of the ranks, pursued Sanssouci all the way, and rushed to the Metaverse.

At this time, in the void on the other side, the remaining creators had just selected the next god king, and suddenly a figure crossed the void bridge and came to the void on the other side.

Xiao Tianzun appeared beside the Creator's newly elected God King, Shui Zhongyue, and looked up at the Ancestral Spirit Realm that had not yet disappeared, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Third brother, Luo Xiao, second brother has come to see you. His voice was heard throughout the spirit realm.

The face of the Ancestral Spirit Luo Xiao emerged from the Ancestral Spirit Realm, and he said sharply: "Be on guard—"

The Ancestral Spirit Realm turned into a huge eye, and the divine consciousness of all the Ancestral Spirits exploded through the Primordial Stone!

Xiao Tianzun laughed, letting the divine consciousness of the ancestors impact, those divine senses rushed into his mind, but there was no power to burst out, and he was directly refined!

"Your Divine Sense was supposed to steal me!"

Xiao Tianzun raised his hand and grabbed the primordial stone of the Ancestral Spirit Realm: "Now it's just a matter of returning to its original owner!

Rumble!

The attacks of the Creator Ancestors were even more intense, but any divine attack was of no use to the current Xiao Tianzun.

The God King Shui Zhongyue also rose up and killed Xiao Tianzun, but her attack was not painful for Xiao Tianzun.

Thousands of creators came to kill blatantly, and Xiao Tianzun killed madly, and Xiao Tianzun's palm also grabbed the primordial stone that constituted the ancestral spirit realm at this moment.

As soon as he grabbed it hard, the Ancestral Spirit Realm collapsed, and many Ancestral Spirits in it were annihilated one after another, and the Divine Consciousness was also swallowed by Xiao Tianzun, and it was gone.

"Fortunately, Lang Lian is gone......"

Xianling Luo Xiao showed a smile of relief: "The creator is not an exterminator. ”

His spirit and consciousness were shattered, and his consciousness was plunged into absolute darkness.