Chen Qiye's hand held the Chaos Sword, and he didn't make any other movements, when he passed through the heavenly dome, it seemed as if something was rising in his soul, but he couldn't tell what it was like.

But!

He suddenly hated the word 'god', probably because the 'Divine Emperor Era' in the mouth of 'Haotian' four million years ago enslaved the human race.

There was no sword light lit up, there was no sword wind, and even this space seemed to have no wind, Chen Qiye fell on the void like this, and the power that belonged to the laws of this plane surrounded his body, but when he was still more than ten centimeters away from the white clothes, the power of this law inexplicably came to a standstill.

The sword intent is swirling into a domain!

That's probably what it feels like to be invasive!

Looking from the eyes of the angel god, the white-robed young man in front of him was actually dyed with a faint ray of starlight, it was this kind of star that made him tremble, and when he raised his gaze, the angel god saw the eyes of the young man in front of him.

It's that kind of absolutely calm gaze, and there is even a feeling of indifference!

He's ignoring the gods!

Under such a gaze, for some reason, the angel god came up with an extremely ridiculous idea.

I am so small!

The small is like a drop of water about to fall into the sea, there is no way to find it, and no one wants to find it.

Then, he heard an indifferent voice: "You dare to invade my soul?" ”

The angel god had a stiff feeling at the corners of his mouth, what kind of existence he had provoked, when he spoke, there was no emotional ups and downs, and when the words fell and swung out, it was like a sea of death surging.

"You have destroyed the place where my god inheritance and faith are inherited...... This is blasphemy. The voice of the angel god slowly came out cold, even if it covered up the fluctuation of the voice, but the momentum in the words was a little weaker, far from the sentence: You dare to blaspheme the gods! Came coldly.

"The gods are gone, what are you doing in the land of faith?"

Chen Qiye spit out a faint voice, which was destined to come from the spiritual aura when it invaded.

If he didn't sublimate to the extreme, under the suppression of the laws of the plane, he wouldn't even be able to really face the angelic sword of the gods, how huge the gap between the ninety-ninth level and the hundred level was like the distance between ordinary people and soul masters, even if he had nine hundred thousand year soul rings, he wouldn't be able to make up for this gap!

Because the gods of this plane have the light of the gods, and the god of angels in front of them is even more complete with ten rings, and there is darkness in the golden ring!

The dark gold soul ring is almost the ultimate soul ring among the gods, each ring has an incomparable power, the ten rings condense brilliance, the gold reflects the nothingness, and the three pairs of white angel wings also glow with golden luster.

"For millions of years, you were the only one who dared to provoke Shenwei."

The angel god listened to the voice and knew that there was no possibility of goodness.

Immediately!

Behind him, there was a golden light, and the golden light shrouded the entire space, and gradually, three hundred phantoms appeared, and there were ten soul rings on their unified bodies, and the soul rings were different, but all of them confirmed the strength of the hundred-level level.

Even though the three hundred phantoms were condensed and appeared, and the momentum and coercion ran through the line, the place where the white-clothed robe stood still did not move.

"God?"

"Kamui?"

When Chen Qiye's eyes opened together, he muttered to himself, the voice was not loud, but it resounded in the sea of consciousness of all the gods, this is the ability of the sixth sense of heaven and man after it is opened.

In the world of the Origin Universe, it is similar to 'other hearts', but it does not touch the heart, but resounds from the depths of the soul.

When this voice resounded in the souls of the gods, they were all slightly stunned.

The white-robed young man in front of him had no divine position, nor did he have any power of the laws that belonged to this space, he stood in the void, as if he was incompatible with the Zhou Tian world, but he was so incompatible, but he couldn't be suppressed by the laws.

Well, there is only one possibility!

He is above the law.

When he thought of this, the three hundred hunters who appeared with the golden light of the angel changed color almost at the same time.

The next moment!

The voice rang out again: "When I was born, there were no gods in the heavens! ”

This was a thought that trembled from the depths of Chen Qiye's soul, and when it came out of his mouth, it was very bland.

The bland is just said in the simplest of declarative tones.

The slight pause seemed to be recalling some vague things, recalling that when I was a child, Lao Bai's house next door did not raise chickens, ducks and geese, which is a meaning.

When I was born, there were no gods in the heavens.

At this moment, a god of angels, three hundred hunters have all changed color!

They are one of the most noble beings, with highlight, noble, and even sublime pride and dignity, such pride and dignity, but they were completely humiliated by the young man in white who was only twenty-five years old in front of him.

He was only twenty-five years old, and he dared to be godless when he was born.

The Angel Holy Sword suddenly showed its brilliance, and six pieces of Glowing Gold Armor appeared on the Angel God out of thin air, blooming with dazzling brilliance.

At this moment, within the range that Chen Qiye could see, there were only bright golden rays and three thousand and ten soul rings condensed with endless brilliance, without any warning, they wanted to annihilate the person in front of them who dared to defile the gods.

"That's right, it confirms my Haotian Sword Tenth Style!"

Looking at the vast power in front of him that seemed to be pressed by the scorching sun, Chen Qiye finally tightened his grip on the Chaos Long Sword, which was really holding the hilt of the sword hard!

After the nine rings were one, this was no longer his martial soul, but the natal sword that belonged to Chen Qiye.

As he gripped the Chaos Sword tightly, an innate intimacy flowed from the sword to his heart, as if they had been together for thousands of years and had never been separated.

At this time, the Angel Holy Sword had been condensed out!

It was not a sword light that slashed out, but a true fire like the sun that ran through the galaxy, slashing towards Chen Qiye with a high temperature of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of degrees!

Wherever the true fire swept by, the space was scorched, and the distorted law was blessed on the true fire of the sun at this moment.

"Great day, angel, ten thousand suns!"

As if all the gods were singing in unison, countless scorching suns were empty and condensed, and in an instant, the power of destroying the world suppressed everything in Chen Qiye.

"Stop!" Suddenly, the sound of terrible fluctuations reverberated through the void, but unfortunately it came too late.

Because, Chen Qiye's sword moved.

"Haotian Sword Technique Tenth Form!"

"Chop the years!"

Accompanying the sound was the hand holding the Chaos Long Sword, if you look closely, Chen Qiye's fingers are very slender, which is very suitable for holding the sword.

This sword has no cold light, no Shenhua, and no lightning speed.

Yes, it's just a half-arc.

Why a half-arc and not a straight line?

Because, Chen Qiye's sword is only half out, and the sword is not complete, but the years are gone!

PS: I just woke up, I'm still working hard, I will continue to change at night, I'm sorry, thank you from the bottom of my heart.

After the code is finished, it will be updated together tomorrow morning.,You'll rest early.,But look at it tomorrow.,The author Yin is here to thank you again.,I saw all kinds of messages today.,Moved.,It's really moving.,The cold winter has the warm words of you.,It's better than nine days and ten yangs.,Thank you,Thank you.,Thank you.,Thank you.。

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