At that moment, the clay tablet in Ye Qingxuan's hand quietly broke. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The elements that had been sleeping in it were awakened, rising from the ashes, like stars announcing fate shining from the long night, quietly embedded in Ye Qingxuan's fateful chapter.

Immediately after, blazing light erupted from the Void Chapter of Fate.

In the movement, each movement is running wildly, colliding with each other, and the music theory is entangled and agitated, and it manifests a violent electric light. The electric light stretched out in all directions like countless branches.

In an instant, the core of the Chapter of Fate quietly shifted.

The elements of operation penetrated deep into the stone of the philosopher, the chapter of the moonlight, and the resonance of the natural calamity, and countless purifying music theories continued on it, without any hindrance or any resistance, as if they were born into one with each other, and with this as the core, the decomposed chapter of fate was unified and completed again.

In the next moment, the crown of light above Ye Qingxuan's head burst out with thunder.

It was an endless stream of lightning frantically lashing at the foundations of the material realm, tearing apart the nine layers of the Aether Sea. Under the traction of the elements, the purification music theory is frantically transformed.

After a thousand moments of destruction and rebirth, from it rises a will that is so great that it is impossible to look at it directly. The breath is as cruel as iron, majestic as the sun, vast as the world as it moves, and as great as the broken stars.

The power called the wrath of the gods awakens here.

Just being there makes everything tremble.

Just looking down on it, it makes all the demons tremble.

Just to run, to cleanse the whole world, to redefine everything, to put everything on the right track.

At that moment, facing the arrow of the Void Element, Ye Qingxuan raised his palm.

The majestic power operates, but what bursts out is not the magnificent melody that everyone imagined, but the piercing sound of endless electricity breaking through the air. The electric light whipped in the void one after another, and the sharp sounds converged in one place, but they formed a symphony like the sky and the earth cracking.

This is a qualitative change in the ether that belongs to Ye Qingxuan.

And under the impetus of the qualitative change in the ether, the movement called "The Day of God's Wrath" was played.

"The day of wrath is the time of the end. All things in heaven and earth will be turned to ashes!"

The roaring sound of the crowd sounded from the strange melody, gathered in Ye Qingxuan's hand, and smashed down.

Collapse!

The sound of steel grinding exploded in an instant.

At the moment of collision, everything seems to have been. But everyone clearly felt that there was an invisible impact spreading from here, like a needle prick, like a foehn wind, which made the dust dance wildly, and the water vapor steamed, making the heart tremble, and it was difficult to maintain.

After the aftermath, the golden sun in the sky still shines.

The music of the heavenly kingdom on earth turned into a huge wheel of light, suspended behind Ye Qingxuan, continuously extracting the dragon power from Anglo and pouring it into the elements of the day of divine wrath.

The White Knight's elemental arrows had completely disintegrated, dissipating under the whip of lightning.

And in Ye Qingxuan's hand, the originally simple and pitch-black cane had quietly increased in value in the sound of iron crystal growth, turning into an exaggerated cane of more than three meters.

The intricacies of music theory linger on it, guiding the elements to be embedded on it, and the two become one and inseparable, as if they were born together. After the transformation, the purification theory rises like a flame, forming an illusory blade.

It was a scythe.

It is as if to harvest all living beings like straws, and guide all souls to eternal nothingness and sleep.

Holding a brand-new staff of destiny in his hand, no, the scythe of fate, even Ye Qingxuan was frightened by the terrifying compatibility between the staff of fate and the day of divine wrath.

"What are you going to do with it?"

He looked away from the scythe and looked at the white knight below, and couldn't help but whistle, the scythe slowly raised, and the blade of the elements was aimed at the great head.

"All in all, let's try it first!"

In the next moment, the lightning galloped, and the scythe of divine anger and Ye Qingxuan roared!

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"God-Anger-of-Sun!!"

The moment the stone slab appeared in Ye Qingxuan's hand, on the copper plate, the head widened its eyes and roared wildly: "It's !! here."

Frantic fluctuations rose from the mutilated skull, and faintly visible in the cracks between the cheekbones and skull, the tentacles of nothingness spasmed with anger, but they trembled like fear.

It's like having a scavenging octopus in your skull.

"Kill him!"

The withered head screamed, giving orders to the Sages of the Abyss, "Kill !!him at all costs!"

Not only the Abyss Sage, but also a group of black musicians also acted under the order of the mutilated head, and in a hurry, Naberis, who was hiding in the shadows in the corner, did not move, but couldn't help but shake his head gloatingly:

"I've suggested that a long time ago......"

Obviously dissatisfied with Naberis's cool words, the skeleton gave him a cold look, and the cold light in his eyes was gloomy.

"It's 'The Day of God's Wrath...... Inquisition...... We...... How could it be...... It turned out to be "The Day of Wrath" ...... "The Day of Wrath" ......"

The day of the wrath of the gods, the day of the wrath of the gods......

There is some magical power in this word.

It represents the magic of fear, the magic of suffering, the magic of destruction, and the magic of the end......

A group of abyssal sages were already in a mess in front of this word, and the big heads full of abyssal wisdom were full of anger, panic, hesitation, and ...... Fear!

"Shut it all up!"

The mutilated head roared angrily: "What is the situation over there now? Didn't you set up a surveillance matrix? The White Knight is close to Dacheng!How could the Eternal Ruler left behind by my lord be afraid to go to a half-blood bastard!"

Immediately, a panicked head activated the Eye of the Abyss hidden in the battlefield, and soon, with the power of the Revelation Movement, the scene that took place in the center of the battlefield was quickly projected.

The projectable scene had not yet unfolded, and under the induction of music theory, a faint electric light flew out of the illusory projection and landed on the head of the upper host matrix.

In the next moment, that electric light was like a firewood into the firewood, and it skyrocketed wildly, and the music theory that drew from the abyss began to multiply wildly. The big head screamed, and in an instant, a terrifying flame of light burst out from its facial features, and terrifying electric light drilled out from every pore, like a living thing, and drilled into the people around it.

Accidentally, two Abyss Sages were also swallowed by the lightning on the spot, and soon, they became the next 'source of infection'. The short buffer gave the Abyssal Sages time to save themselves.

It didn't take long for the electric light to go out.

Everyone's expressions were distorted.

The few Abyss Sages who had been engulfed in lightning had disappeared without a trace, and only a few strange gray and white statues remained in place, vividly reproducing their faces that twitched with fear before they died.

A gust of wind blew, raindrops fell, and the statue quickly collapsed and melted......

Gray debris drifted to the feet of the sages.

Someone plucked up his courage, stretched out his hand, dipped it, and looked up with a pale face: "It's salt...... They were all turned into salt...... It's really divine punishment!"

Like the city in the Holy Scriptures that was reduced to ruins by the wrath of God, all the fallen who rebelled against justice were reduced to pillars of salt.

Now, an equal fate awaits them.