The busiest night on Beiming Mountain has passed, and the Nangong family has gained a lot, but it still can't alleviate the low pressure caused by the loss of the perpetual calendar, and the lost reputation of the people's hearts.

After a night of intermittent conversation with the two people sent by the parents of the Divine Realm, the Wind had a rough idea of what the legendary Heavenly Realm was like. It is nothing more than a higher-level ancient world where the struggle is more fierce and the snatching of resources is more ferocious.

She was already tired of this kind of life, and Youfeng didn't want to improve her cultivation at all, even if those two gods from the realm could help her soar to see that pair of parents in one day, she didn't want to.

Then I received the good news of the perpetual calendar, and the wind was relieved, but it was even more busy, and the letters flew to Wei Ye, Wang Izuyun and others like snowflakes.

The wind was busy, and Nangong Yehua was not idle. He expected to return within three years, but how could the Six Realms, which had been chaotic for millions of years, be governed in three years? The only shortcut is to gather the old ministry.

Taking advantage of the annual Six Realms transaction in Beiming Mountain, after Nangong Yehua appeared, not only the leaders of the old underworld were found, but the leaders of the other four realms also rushed to Beiming Mountain one after another—almost all of these old departments were old gods who had lived from ancient times to the present.

Because the Beiming Mountain trade lasted for three days, no matter how powerful the Celestial Clan was, they could only stay for three days.

Therefore, on the occasion of this parting, Nangong Yehua was so busy that he barely had time to stay by Youfeng's side to accompany her for a while.

Millions of years have passed, and not only have the spheres of influence under the jurisdiction of the Six Realms of the Heavenly Race changed, but people's hearts have also become more complex.

As a god in the ancient period, millions of years from the present era, the ancient gods have almost withered away, how many gods of the Celestial Race remember the Chongxiao God Venerable who once ruled the Six Realms and sacrificed his soul in the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth?

They only know that now that there is no master in the Six Realms, anyone wants to climb to the most revered position in the world.

What can the returning Chongxiao God Venerable deserve in the eyes of those gods of the Heavenly Clan?

Therefore, Nangong Yehua's return this time is equivalent to fighting the 'world' again, and he wants to conquer the gods of the Heavenly Clan at one time, and the difficulties are self-evident.

"Divine Venerable, as long as you give an order, the underworld will be ready to launch an offensive at any time to welcome you back!"

"The Divine Realm is like this, just wait for you to return, and lead the Protoss to take down the three major clans that control the Protoss in one fell swoop!"

"Demon Realm..."

"Demon Realm..."

At the top stood a young man dressed in purple, mysterious and noble, with a cold color that could not be forced to be seen. The four gods bowed their heads respectfully and pleaded, but he remained indifferent.

He is so noble and domineering, mysterious and respectful, the four great gods and generals who survived in ancient times, even after millions of years, still worship and submit to him.

The dark eyes of the ancient deep pool stared at everything under his feet, and the cold color on the demon's handsome face was the same as a million years ago, as if nothing in the world could enter his eyes, and every move brought people suffocating oppression, as if in front of him, you have nothing to hide from any thought.

Although the divine power of the Chongxiao Divine Venerable had not fully recovered, and there was no aura around him, the subordinates who stood with their heads bowed still felt the familiar and powerful divine power that belonged to the former Heaven and Earth Co-Lord God Respect Xiao.

This divine power seems to be fused into everything in the world, everywhere, but if you want to feel it exactly, you can't perceive it at all, as if everything is an illusion.

The four gods will know that it is not an illusion, even if they have not seen each other for a million years, their eyes looking at the purple figure are still respectful and eager from the bottom of their hearts, and their hearts will be excited for a long time.

Originally thought that millions of years ago, the Divine Venerable sealed the roulette wheel of heaven and earth with the power of the divine soul to help the peerless survive the catastrophe of heaven and earth, they were the four great generals under the command of the Divine Venerable, and followed the Divine Venerable to fight in the Quartet, expecting that even if the Divine Venerable was as strong as Chongxiao, he would fall in that catastrophe of heaven and earth, but he didn't want him to be alive!

The once powerful God Jing Xiao is still alive and will continue to lead them to rule the Six Realms and maintain the peerless order! What an exciting thing to look forward to!

But why are the gods who have been unable to find a trace for millions of years, so why are they wandering? This would never have happened millions of years ago.

The four ancient gods who had lived for millions of years couldn't help but wonder, did the Chongxiao Divine Venerable, such a perfect and powerful man who was the most revered in heaven and earth, finally have a weakness?

"Divine Venerable..."

Summoned back to God by his loyal subordinates, Nangong Yehua's eyes dimmed for a moment, and his sigh was almost inaudible.

He said, "Go all of them!" ”

"Yes!" Finally made up your mind? The gods were shocked and overjoyed.

However, the Hades God who first found Nangong Yehua found that their powerful Divine Venerable eyes were not firm at all, and even had a lot of hesitation. He knew what the Divine Venerable was hesitating about.

In the past, the god who had no weakness in his whole body, respected the sky, was the co-master of heaven and earth who ruled the Six Realms, and was the backbone of everyone. All the gods of the Celestial Clan worship him and respect him, and those of them who are subordinates only look at him from afar, treating him as the most respected person in the world, respecting him like a god.

Now, the god of the underworld didn't think like this, he actually saw the loneliness in the eyes of the god, and it was distressing and gloomy. At this moment, Shenzun is also an ordinary man, an ordinary man who is about to leave his beloved wife and is extremely difficult to give up!

The wind was silently blowing on Beiming Mountain, which was full of human figures, and the eyes of the man who was hidden in the dark were more lonely than the night in the mountains.

Not far from him, a middle-aged man standing in the light with a face very similar to a man's face was expressionless. This middle-aged man is surrounded by luxury, and he can give people full oppression with every gesture.

The two of them stood quietly through the blurred line between light and darkness, and neither of them spoke.

I don't know how long I stood there, the fog in the mountains gradually filled, the hustle and bustle of Beiming Mountain with heavy figures dissipated, the sky was about to brighten, the annual Six Realms transaction was coming to an end, and all the gods left one after another, leaving the Celestial Clansmen who came in a hurry to look around for what they needed.

The middle-aged man knew that he would also leave, and if he didn't say anything, he wouldn't have a chance in the future.

"Even if you are a god, you are always my son..." This was not firm at all, and sure enough, the middle-aged man saw that Nangong Yehua's handsome face did not move at all, sighed, and said with a wry smile, "There are too many last resorts in this world, and the constraints of being in a high position are even heavier, but now you understand my helpless situation?" ”

Helpless? Nangong Yehua glanced at Nangong Shen Yuan coldly, but still didn't answer him, he understood the helplessness and suffering, but he couldn't agree with what the head of the family in front of him did.

Knowing that Nangong Yehua would never answer him again, Nangong Shenyuan was silent for a while, and when he lifted his steps and walked down the mountain, he couldn't help but want to say one more word, "You are the supreme god, even if you rule the Six Realms, there will be times when you can't do anything." I don't want to be like me... Ye'er, try to become stronger! So powerful that no one can shake you! Otherwise, you'll still lose! ”

The man had disappeared at the end of the mountain, and the voice seemed to be still floating in his ears.

Stronger? Nangong Yehua looked at the pitch-black sky, thinking of the Tianzun who dissipated between heaven and earth and actually found an opportunity that belonged to him, his heart tightened, and a dull pain spread in his heart. There's only one hour left...