Looking at the bloody light that fled into the divine realm in embarrassment, Cheng Wushuang's face suddenly appeared, and a touch of helplessness appeared, and the divine power rolling in his palm subsided.

Bei Cangnian was the first powerful enemy he came to the Star World, and defeating him was regarded as using all his strength, but he still couldn't kill him.

Thinking that the Blood Heaven Emperor was one of the Five Emperors of the Ancient Era, it should have something to do with the Ancient Catastrophe, the hatred that came from the little dream, and the unquenchable anger of the moon yarn, all made Cheng Wushuang vaguely feel that the Blood Heaven Emperor should have done something that was intolerable to heaven.

Let this kind of character go, it is estimated that after he reaches the god realm in the future, there will be some trouble.

Of course, it's just trouble, Cheng Wushuang is not afraid of any trouble, the current God Realm is no longer the God Realm of the Ancient Era, like this Great Emperor of the Ancient Era, even if he returns to the God Realm, he will not be able to cause much of a sensation, because the foundation of power they left in the God Realm has long been submerged in the times.

"Next time I go to the Divine Realm, I'll cut off your head. With a slight glance towards the golden gate of the Divine Realm in the distance, Cheng Wushuang withdrew the Shuanglong Desolate Sword.

The gate of the Divine Realm also quickly closed at this moment, and immediately disappeared, and the wisps of powerful Divine Realm Law power also dissipated suddenly.

Cheng Wushuang urged the golden wings, turned into a streamer again, and fell on the planet of the Northern Pluto Saint Clan.

The great war between the Northern Canggu Clan and the Northern Netherworld Saint Clan, as well as the many forces in the Earth God Realm, has entered a white-hot stage.

Beicang Ouyang has been killed by Cheng Xiaotian, and countless elders of the Beicang Ancient Clan have also been defeated and retreated, and they are about to be unable to resist, especially when they saw Beicang Nian fleeing into the Divine Realm, the vast people of the Beicang Ancient Clan had no confidence at all, and they rose to the heart of defeat.

Cheng Wushuang's eyes were cold, and he waved his palm, conjuring up countless flame clones, killing those elder protectors of the Northern Canggu Clan one after another, he couldn't let these old things leave.

Once they leave, I am afraid that they will continue to lurk in the future, and when the time is ripe, they will endanger the entire star field.

Boom Boom!

Countless flame people frantically killed the big people of the Northern Canggu Clan, causing countless demigods at the level of the Divine Tribulation to die one after another.

This kind of terrifying method made everyone look shocked when they saw this.

As soon as Cheng Wushuang made a move, he further accelerated the battle situation and pushed it to the end.

With the death of one elder after another, those ordinary clansmen were also extremely frightened, the six gods had no master, and they no longer had the heart to fight, so they directly supported the serious injuries and fled with their tails between them, while the countless forces in the earth god realm were shouting violently, desperately chasing and killing, as if they were planning to exterminate the Northern Canggu clan.

Cheng Wushuang did not give the order to chase and kill, but issued an order to let the people of the Supreme Pavilion stay still on the planet of the Northern Pluto Saint Clan, and let those forces of the Earth God Realm complete the pursuit and kill the defeated soldiers.

Cheng Wushuang's figure finally returned to the ruins of the Northern Pluto Saint Clan.

Here, the Northern Netherworld Saint Clan launched an internal fight, and the outcome has been decided, among the Northern Netherworld Saint Clan, almost all of the traitors of the Northern Underworld Clan were suppressed by the characters of the Southern Sect, and the patriarch of the Northern Underworld Saint Clan has also recovered his strength, and the spell of the Northern Underworld Ouyang has been unraveled.

Facing the people of the Northern Sect of the Northern Underworld Saint Clan, as the lord of the clan, Bei Shenhong also sighed, in this lineage, all the big people who participated in the rebellion were all killed, and as for the ordinary people in this line, they were spared.

Bei Minghong knew that these rebellions were all planned by this Bei Ying Ouyang.

However, everyone suddenly discovered that in the entire lineage of the Northern Underworld Saint Clan's Northern Sect, there was no corpse of the Northern Stygian Heavenly Cloud.

It seems that in that battle, there was no Northern Dark Sky Cloud.

Cheng Wushuang smiled at the corner of his mouth at this moment, and without estimating everyone's eyes, his figure swept away and flew to the forbidden land of the Northern Hell Holy Clan.

Rumble!

Countless coffins were lifted, and finally in those coffins, a pale shadow was found.

"Northern Stygian Clouds!"

Cheng Wushuang sneered.

I saw that Beiming Tianyun's hands were entrenched in a sarcophagus, and the whole person trembled slightly because of the horror of death, and after Beiming Tianyun found that the sarcophagus was opened, his face was even more frightened, especially when he saw Cheng Wushuang falling in the air, he immediately exclaimed.

"Cheng Wushuang, don't kill me!"

Beiyin Tianyun wailed, looking very embarrassed, since his father died, he hid in the sarcophagus, wanting to get a glimmer of life.

He knew that the overall situation had been decided, and the people of their Northern Underworld Saint Clan's Northern Sect were over.

Looking at the characters who used to be pinched to death at will, but now they despise him with cold and arrogant eyes, Beiyin Tianyun's heart is as if it is interspersed with ice and fire, one cold and one scorching, not a taste.

The little people he once despised have now become an existence that he needs to look up to, and this huge sense of disparity makes him feel an indescribable uncomfortable feeling.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, since you like to stay in this sarcophagus, then I will be merciful, as you wish, this is also my magnanimity, forgive you for killing me in the first place. ”

Cheng Wushuang lined up an indifferent arc, and his voice was full of coldness.

This made Beisty Tianyun's heart feel like falling into an ice cave.

"Slow down, ......" Beiyin Tianyun still wanted to ask for mercy, but he saw that Cheng Wushuang quickly concluded an ancient seal method at a speed like thunder and lightning.

Immediately, the eyes of the Northern Stygian Sky Cloud were dark, and the huge sarcophagus lid covered him.

The Northern Stygian Sky Cloud was trapped inside the sarcophagus.

And this sarcophagus is not an ordinary sarcophagus, but a sarcophagus used to hold some mutated corpses, which has the effect of sealing divine power, once it is imprisoned in this sarcophagus, all power cannot be appropriated, and in the sarcophagus, it will be quickly deprived of life force.

Beiyin Tianyun was unlucky, so he chose a place to hide, so he chose the sarcophagus that an ancestor once sat on, and this sarcophagus existed in the Dao seal left by the ancestor back then, so it has this kind of power.

As soon as the sarcophagus lid was closed, Cheng Wushuang activated the sealing power of the sarcophagus, only to hear the endless wails and crashing sounds from the Northern Stygian Sky Cloud in the sarcophagus, and it didn't take long for there to be no movement.

Through the identification technique, Cheng Wushuang could peek into the Daobei Heavenly Cloud that had turned into a dry corpse, and all the life force of his body was deprived.

All grievances finally ended at this moment.

Cheng Wushuang's figure swept away, and he returned to the ruins of the temple of the Northern Netherworld Saint Clan again.

Experiencing a star-field-level battle, the entire territory of the Northern Netherworld Saint Clan was like experiencing a storm-like destruction, countless ancient buildings festered, corpses were strewn horizontally, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Only, in one place, Cheng Wushuang smelled a calm smell of tears.

A beautiful figure was watching him carefully.

Cheng Wushuang knew that it was time to face the person he had missed for a long time.

Looking at him, Cheng Wushuang saw the cheeks of the figure clearly, and then a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Mother, I'm here to take you home." ”

(End of chapter)