One day in a certain year and month, the divine realm was invaded by foreign enemies.

After receiving the order, a god from hundreds of millions of miles away urgently dispatched his divine soldiers to support.

Just as the god general gathered an army of 100,000 and was about to teleport to the place of the incident, the enemy hiding nearby suddenly attacked.

Under the powerful attack of the enemy, the ten teleportation tables fell apart in an instant, and were destroyed.

Those remaining metal substances, along with land fragments, drifted through time and space for hundreds of millions of years, and finally fell on the Tianxuan Continent.

In the tumbling green smoke cloud, Ye Changsheng looked up at the huge platform covered with mysterious runes, and a grand and tragic scene flashed in his mind.

Fortunately, the teleportation array probably lost the blessing of divine power, or was detained by the force field of the Tianxuan Continent, so the teleportation distance was shortened to between the teleportation arrays.

Otherwise, Ye Changsheng might have to be teleported to another world.

"In this way, this sinkhole, that is, the ruins of the gods, is actually just a teleportation platform for the gods, and the so-called artifacts are just left here by the gods. ”

Ye Changsheng muttered to himself, "But such a large-scale teleportation platform has broken out in such a terrifying battle, there should be a lot of artifacts left by the gods, right?"

Emperor Heaven City could find relatively complete artifact fragments, and there was no reason why he couldn't find them.

Ye Changsheng exerted force with his legs, rushed straight up, and when he flew into the metal platform, he turned around and stepped on the platform with his feet steadily.

When his line of sight came to him, he searched around along the uneven surface of the portal.

Ahead, a crack ten meters wide blocked the way.

Ye Changsheng sensed a trace of fierce aura, and couldn't help but perk up, and after blessing the defense, he walked towards the cracked metal gap.

The cracks that are thousands of meters deep are like craggy reefs on both sides, and they are like cliffs full of weapons.

Ye Changsheng was frightened, and cautiously walked towards the depths of the crack, and in his sight, he could already see the fine light reflected at the bottom of the crack.

At the bottom of the crack, a black mask is stuck!

It looks like a bronze mask from ancient times, with a convex and uneven surface, forming the face of a monster, but in the convex and concave texture, mysterious runes are also fused into it.

On the back of the mask, there are some obvious signs of breakage, and it is likely that this mask is part of the helmet.

On the way to explore, Ye Changsheng picked up a few metal fragments of the helmet, but the material of the mask was different.

Ye Changsheng watched it for a long time, sensed it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but be curious, and released a flying claw transformed by spiritual power, which was buckled on the mask.

Cautiously, he shook it slightly from side to side until the mask loosened a little, and then the flying claws slowly grabbed the mask.

The black mask, heavy and abnormal, exuded a faint ferocious aura, probably the murderous aura left by the god before he died.

The green wood attribute energy formed a thin green light, which wrapped around the mask, so Ye Changsheng was shocked to see that the two hollow eye sockets of the mask were actually emitting green light.

Call!

Without any defense, the light of the mask flashed, broke free of the flying claws, and imprinted on Ye Changsheng's face!

Countless green beams of light pierced Ye Changsheng's cheeks like nails, nailing the mask firmly to Ye Changsheng's face.

One after another, the incomparably powerful thoughts, like the javelins thrown by a warrior, flew towards Ye Changsheng's soul sea space.

Just as they were about to tear apart Ye Changsheng's soul defense line, the demon ring on Ye Changsheng's wrist and the demon heart sword hidden in his heart flowed at the same time, infusing a powerful soul power into the soul defense line.

There was a sharp pain in the heart, and a hole was opened, and with a whoosh, the Demon Heart Sword turned into a streamer and flew out.

The palm-sized meteor sword, the blade of the sword suddenly aimed at the mask, flashing with a fierce cold light, as if it was issuing the most severe warning.

The black mask slowly tightened, and the blood stains on Ye Changsheng's face continued to seep out, hanging all over the surface of the mask.

The idea that invaded Ye Changsheng's soul sea was also blocked by the soul defense, and he fell into a huge labyrinth, constantly scurrying around.

Ye Changsheng only came back to his senses at this time, as if he had picked up a life from under the sickle of death, and his whole body collapsed.

Almost without hesitation, his arm shook, and the Shura blade appeared in his hand in an instant, blooming with blood-colored light.

The Demon Heart Sword, the Shura Blade, the light flickered alternately, and the violent dark aura shrouded Ye Changsheng, and in the rolling black mist, the blood-colored mask became more and more hideous.

The incomparably powerful deterrent has finally worked.

The soul attack from the mask finally weakened, and the speed of tightening slowed down.

In the end, it simply stopped moving, and the thoughts that invaded Ye Changsheng's soul were slowly retracted.

What is this, I will wear a mask for the rest of my life?

Ye Changsheng's face was hot and painful, and a surge of anger surged in his heart, and he flipped his wrist and took out a black carving knife.

Almost at the same time, the Demon Heart Sword, the Shura Blade, the Black Carving Knife, and the Sharp Blade were pressed against the mask at the same time.

Ye Changsheng burst out with a violent momentum, as if he was giving an ultimatum to the mask.

It's a big deal, everyone is doomed together!

Buzz, buzz!

The surface of the black mask was glowing with a faint green light, but before the green defense layer could be unfolded, it was immediately torn apart by three divine soldiers.

In the silent confrontation, Black Mask's countless resistances were forcibly suppressed by the three weapons.

It gradually lost its energy, and the green light circulating on its surface became more and more dim.

Ye Changshang's thought moved, and the soul cone thorn, which had been condensed for a long time, was suddenly released from the center of his eyebrows and nailed to the mask.

A soul cone thorn!

Two courses!

Three ways!

......

Eighteen Soul Cone Thorns!

The mask buzzed and trembled, and the green streamer poured out, and Ye Changsheng's thought infiltrated it with great force.

In the void space, the divine thoughts that could not be defeated were broken into countless sections, and they were subdued one by one by Ye Changsheng's powerful thoughts.

Ye Changsheng was like a broken bamboo, taking the opportunity to reconnect the broken divine thoughts, and then used his own thoughts to entangle and bind them layer by layer.

Now it's time to be honest.

The struggle of the divine thought became weaker and weaker, and Ye Changsheng retracted his thoughts, and took the divine thoughts of the "captive" back into the sea of souls.

Call!

The black mask bloomed with a green glow and disappeared completely.

Rumble!

Ye Changsheng suddenly roared in his mind, and his divine consciousness spread outward infinitely, and in the blink of an eye, the entire Tiankeng space was enveloped.

What appears in the mind is as if it were seen with one's own eyes.

The huge crater, with a radius of at least two thousand miles, countless green vines hung down, hanging countless land fragments, like a huge cluster of wind chimes.

The gaze suddenly freezes on the middle of the wind chime, and the picture zooms in and out rapidly.

Suddenly, Ye Changsheng saw the figure of Lord Excalibur!