Heaven does not give birth to me Li Jiuyue, and the gods are like long nights.

The Ten Thousand Nights God King was named after him, and he left a strong mark in the history of the gods, and even in the entire era of the gods. And his life is a life of ups and downs, and his fate will always be tied to the Protoss.

Ups and downs, waves of unevenness and waves, but in general, he is also standing at the pinnacle of history after all.

The sixth floor of the Burial God Tower, under the premise that the seventh layer has not been set foot on, this is originally the most abundant place in the entire Burial God Tower. It is understandable that the Divine King's Palace was built here, but in the past tens of thousands of years, it has been abandoned for too long.

In the final analysis, the cripple of limbs and the loss of cultivation are still very serious for the God King of Ten Thousand Nights.

Although the top powerhouses of the three great gods all understood that the Ten Thousand Nights God King, who had lost his cultivation and ability to act, was the strongest person among the god clans. But this doesn't mean that those ordinary gods also understand, plus the Ten Thousand Nights God King himself doesn't want to live on the cusp anymore, so he chooses to keep a low profile.

Be a low-key person, do things in a high-profile manner, and only hope that one day he can lead the Protoss out of this burial tower, that is the real glory.

It is precisely because of this that the sixth layer of this burial tower has not been set foot by gods for too many years. Although the Ten Thousand Nights God King is still the faith of the entire god race, for the group of gods who have lost their faith, in fact, this kind of worship and respect has already collapsed.

And sitting on the throne all the year round, the God King of Ten Thousand Nights has also gone through the world, and since then he has become light and light.

For him, everything doesn't matter anymore. Even, he still had some regrets in his heart, regretting that he shouldn't have rebelled and killed the previous god king. Of course, this kind of guilt and self-blame only flashed in his heart, and then disappeared.

Whether it was him or the three great gods, they all knew very well that what they did back then was just the long-term peace and stability of the god clan.

On the contrary, it is the precipitation of 10,000 years, 100,000 years, and millions of years that makes his heart strong enough. Don't think that he is just sitting on the throne, at this moment, his whole heart seems to be floating outside the clouds, and he keeps gaining something.

Including the things outside the sky, it seems to be seen more clearly in the countless years that he has been paralyzed.

Passing on the Emperor Tyrant Celestial Seal to Pang Shen Divine Venerable, what he hoped in exchange for was a growth and a new life for the Protoss.

It's just a pity that Wei Jiu's appearance completely shattered his hopes and dreams. The spirit pill was destroyed together with the emperor's seal, regardless of whether the Pang God Venerable could survive or not, but one thing was already certain, the Nuoda God Clan, there was no god core to speak of from now on.

Even, he could feel the fierce battle that broke out outside this burial tower.

He was very familiar with those two breaths, they were all people of the God Clan, and the weak breath was not the Pang God Venerable? And the power of death that had the upper hand came from the former God of War in the gods? And at this time, he actually began to strip off the power of the emperor seal little by little.

Throwing himself into the arms of the power of death, the god of war has already betrayed the gods, and this god will completely lose the emperor's seal.

It has only been less than half a day, and the Ten Thousand Nights God King seems to have seen the decline of the entire god capital.

In the middle of an hour, the god of war of the soldier lord fell into the demon, the god of Pang died, the god of the tree and the god of the snake were both abolished, and the emperor tyrant was also damaged. The reliance he had originally intended to use to escape from the Secret Realm had become so vulnerable at the moment, and all his hopes and plans had finally vanished.

And for everything, the biggest culprit is Wei Jiu, the nine-tailed fox standing in front of him at this moment.

From Ragnarok to the present, every disaster of the Protoss is caused by this Outer Heaven. Perhaps, the Protoss was already destined to suffer this catastrophe, and what he is doing now is only to change his fate against the sky and fail.

Is it a fateful calamity? The Ten Thousand Nights God King smiled a little disdainfully, he didn't believe in the heavens, let alone this fate.

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Wei Jiu slowly raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, but his breathing became a little short.

After the demonization state disappeared, he didn't remember the Outer Heaven and the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox at all, and his highest identity was just the Nine-Tailed Holy Emperor of the Flood Desolate Continent. And now, he is facing the God King of Ten Thousand Nights, the so-called God Race, the supreme king.

But at the first glance he saw it, Wei Jiu felt a little bit like a chess opponent in his heart, and even faintly ashamed of himself.

The man in front of him was so handsome, with a slender and thin figure, fair skin, and delicate facial features. Not to mention a girl, even a man like Wei Jiu can't help but take a few glances at this appearance.

But it's just a few glances, don't forget, Wei Jiu is a fox.

The nine-tailed fox, which has always been a symbol of appearance, including Wei Jiu, has naturally reached the peak of appearance. Although this Ten Thousand Nights God King is exquisite, compared to Wei Jiu's appearance, it is only five or five points, which is on par.

What Wei Jiu felt shocked was temperament, the breath of a king, as if he was born with destined.

The Ten Thousand Nights God King sat quietly on the throne, although he didn't make any movements, he didn't even shake his eyes. But Wei Jiu felt as if he was locked by something, which was extremely unnatural, followed by a coercion that shocked him pale.

That kind of coercion is fundamentally different from the sense of oppression in cultivation and strength, so it can't be diluted by power at all.

It's like the suppression of the bloodline, it's actually a truth, a kind of domineering aura exuded by a king. Shrouded in this aura, no matter how strong the strength is, it may not be able to explode at all.

Wei Jiu also has this kind of coercion, after all, his ascension to the throne is also not a day or two. However, compared to the Ten Thousand Nights God King, he can only be ashamed of himself, it is an essential difference, and it cannot be made up for because of time and cultivation.

Although Wei Jiu has the aura of a king, he needs to be able to radiate it, and the kingly coercion of the Ten Thousand Nights God King is integrated into his gestures.

Although he is a rising star of the Protoss, and although he has been on the throne for a very short time and has really held power, this royal aura is still there. It's as if he was destined to be the king, as if he was destined to be the king.

"Junior Wei Jiu, meet the God King of Ten Thousand Nights!" only to hear Wei Jiu chuckle and say, "I've always heard about the glorious deeds of the God King, but I haven't had a chance to come and see it... I didn't expect that the first meeting would be under such circumstances. How offended, look at Haihan!"

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, and Wei Jiu could only take the lead in breaking this silence and greeted in a low voice.

The gaze of the Ten Thousand Nights God King was a little cold, and although his head did not move, his eyes shook. Then I only heard him say in a cold voice, "This is the meeting gift you gave me? let me lose several Protoss generals in a row, this meeting gift is not very good!"

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The sword made waves, as another oracle sword technique, its powerful power is undoubted.

Perhaps the power of the sword wave is much smaller than that of the Wind and Dust Waltz, but that doesn't mean that this move is weak. To put it bluntly, his degree of subtlety is far better than that of the wind and dust waltz, and the degree of unpredictability of the performance is far above the wind and dust waltz.

The corners of Wei Jiu's mouth raised slightly, and the moment the sword made waves, he only felt that the strength in his body was half empty. Although there is still the power of counterattack, it is much smaller than before, and the power consumed by the current oracle sword technique is not unbearable.

With two oracle sword tricks in a row, the cultivation in Wei Jiu's body was a little lacking, but the power of the superimposed was much more terrifying.

I saw that the countless sword rays that had been differentiated by the waltz of wind and dust suddenly shook in the air, and there were terrifying fluctuations. It was a vibration of varying amplitudes, and as the amplitude increased and superimposed, the surrounding fluctuations became more and more bizarre.

And under the sound waves of this channel, the surrounding space began to burst, and when the amplitude reached the same level, that space would explode.

Of course, the sword waves in the past were still able to exert such strength, and with the enhancement of cultivation, the sword waves at this moment were much more terrifying. At least, compared to the changes produced by the waltz, it is also more than that.

Not to mention that the number of sword tremors has increased a lot, what is even more mysterious is that compared to the fluctuations in the past, the energy generated by the space at the moment of explosion is almost terrifying.

The moment the space exploded, countless fluctuations exploded directly towards the surroundings, generating new fluctuations and continuing new explosions. The old derives the new, the new overlays the old, making these explosions endless, and even stronger.

This is the sword technique that can slaughter the gods now, with the power of the sword to make waves.

"Haven't you always boasted of your superior strength? I want to see how you can stop this sword move!" Wei Jiu laughed coldly, a hint of fierceness flashing in his eyes.

Then the sword flicked, and he once again pinched out a new finger in his hand, and once again started the wind and dust waltz. The newborn waltz felt the fluctuations of the sword, and naturally trembled one after another, and then a new burst of fluctuations was born.

In the blink of an eye, this space was surrounded by the center of the bursting aura.

The sword technique of God Slaughter may really be able to kill gods and gods, but don't forget, Pang God Divine Venerable is the first person of the God Clan, how can he be so easy to kill? Wei Jiu only hopes to win back a game through this move, and as for winning, he also knows that it is extremely difficult.

Facts have proved that this is indeed the case, and when Wei Jiu showed this trick, Pang Shenzun was stunned for a moment.

But it was only a moment, and the moment he reacted, he directly provoked Pei Ju software and drew a strange symbol in the air. The symbol was extremely complex, and as the symbol was drawn, a powerful brilliance bloomed from above the symbol, engulfing the entire space in an instant.