The moment Jiang Xiaolin landed, all the gods looked here. While they were stunned, they gathered all their anger on Su Qianli.

In an instant, countless divine lights pierced through the heavens and the earth, and the energy of destruction corroded everything in the space.

Su Qianli reacted quickly, and the time divine power was exerted to the extreme, and at the same time, he propped up the barrier and flew through those terrifying divine lights to the place where Jiang Xiaolin was.

In order to prevent accidents, Su Qianli once again condensed his Yuan Force, and the flying sword slid from the sky with the sliding of his fingers, and quickly inserted it into Jiang Xiaolin's wound.

Blood splattered, Jiang Xiaolin could no longer feel the pain, her consciousness dissipated with the divine power, and finally turned into a puff of gray mist and floated into the sky.

The box remained silently high in the air, and as the gray mist rose, it immediately swooped down to absorb this divine power.

Seeing that his prey was gone, Su Qianli gritted his teeth, unwilling, and rushed towards the magic box with all his strength.

The flying sword trembled as he waved his hands, and instantly rose from the spot and slashed directly at the magic box.

Just as Su Qianli was about to approach the magic box, a death aura came in an instant, separating him from the magic box.

Tong Xiaoyu came from afar, his eyes were fierce, and his red eyes and silver hair were extremely evil.

It's a pity that Su Qianli still succeeded. The flying sword had already broken through the blockade of the breath of death and slashed down towards the box.

"Dong ......" is like a dull bell, and the melodious sound of percussion is heard throughout the world. Whether it was inside the ancient city or outside the ancient city, everyone raised their heads and looked in the same direction.

Countless ancient beasts were all in their hearts when they heard it.

"The magic box is revealed, and the true god is revealed. The calamity that has been blocked by the whole world is about to appear. I don't know who is speaking, and the sound of a long voice is heard throughout the world.

This time, without Jiang Xiaolin's existence, the magic box was really split by a sword, and the seal of the magic box was also opened and closed from time to time, pouring out a mist representing calamity.

That energy came faintly, which made Su Qianli feel frightened for a while. He couldn't imagine how much divine power was stored in this magic box, and whether his body could withstand it. But for the sake of power, he had to go all out.

"Bastard. Give me death. ”

A sharp voice sounded, and Tong Xiaoyu raised the sickle in his hand above his head and slashed it directly.

Black dead air poured out with the swing of the scythe, and everywhere it passed, the grass and trees withered.

The flying sword quickly returned to defense, and Su Qianli condensed his own yuan power to the extreme.

It's a pity that Tong Xiaoyu at this time is far beyond the past, the surging black gas infects everything, and the sickle corrodes it the moment it touches the flying sword.

Although he was shocked by this force, Su Qianli didn't plan to stand and wait for death. The divine power of time was exerted to the extreme, and time within one meter of the body quickly stopped.

Even so, Su Qianli still couldn't stop it, and the aura of death and the divine power of time collided violently. Su Qianli was knocked away by the terrifying force that was the bottomless abyss before he fell.

The angry Tong Xiaoyu swung his sickle continuously towards the abyss, and the dead qi formed arcs of the knife, and with every tremor of the earth, the abyss was filled by the land.

Unconsciously, a figure quickly rushed behind Tong Xiaoyu, and its claws quickly stabbed out with a red trajectory.

Unfortunately, this sneak attack seems to have failed.

Tong Xiaoyu quickly turned around and slashed the sickle in front of him.

The claws collided directly with the sickle, sending a gust of wind and sand.

The blonde-haired and red-eyed Blood Ancestor Draph smiled unabated, still looking at Tong Xiaoyu calmly.

"The divine power of the Lord God is really terrifying, why don't you give me your power. Be the master of this world with me. The lame words came out of Draph's mouth, with a little temptation, but it made Tong Xiaoyu's gaze even more angry and cold.

Of course, Draff knew it wasn't possible, he just stalled a little. Five figures surrounded the place, and a huge magic array appeared between the raised hands, and a bright moon rose, slowly obscuring the sun. The sky turned blood-red and something eerie.

While vampires like Draf aren't afraid of sunlight, they can still have an impact on his combat prowess.

The other five also showed their red pupils after doing everything, and all the Adepts looked at this side with some concern. Six exotic vampire true ancestors gather to face off against the main god of the gods, and it is a battle with unpredictable outcome.

But when everyone looked here, no one noticed that Su Qianli's figure had rushed out of the loose soil.

His slightly burning gaze looked at the box above the sky that was still filled with gray mist.

"I have the power of the god of luck! I am the embodiment of luck! Let me bear all the calamities. With a loud roar, Su Qianli released all his lucky divine power.

Perhaps sensing this power, the magic box began to shake violently, and the gray mist that shook off the side of the box also drifted in the direction of Su Qianli.

Although Tong Xiaoyu noticed this situation, she couldn't stop it right now, and the six Blood Ancestors shot at the same time, fighting with her in close combat. Although the swing of the scythe will take away the vitality of the other party, these vampires who have sucked the essence blood of countless supernatural beings have long lived far beyond ordinary people, so there will be no problems at all in a short period of time.

The other gods were also entangled by some supernatural beings, and there was no one around Su Qianli who could threaten his existence.

With the sound of wild laughter, Su Qianli pulled the magic box in the sky little by little.

After a violent tremor, the box finally floated in his direction, and the gray mist dispersed like dragging a long tail.

The closer he got, the more Su Qianli could feel this terrifying power, and at the same time, the excitement in his heart also reached its peak.

After a while, the box floated in front of him. The peach-colored lucky divine power began to merge with the gray divine power in the magic box little by little.

Su Qianli's distorted smile hung on his face, and he couldn't help but hold the magic box with both hands. Although the divine power had flowed into his body little by little, he still couldn't resist the urge to open the magic box, as if there was an extreme temptation.

Eventually, he decided to turn it on.

With a force between the fingers, the lid of the magic box was completely lifted.

Gray energy poured out all over the place, and even more manic energy continued to pour out from the magic box.

The heavens and the earth began to change, but the originally red sky appeared with a scene of golden light swallowing the world.

However, the golden light only appeared for a moment, and I don't know where it disappeared, leaving only the surging divine power and the calamity that befell it.

The whole world began to be destroyed, and the scene of the heavens shaking appeared before people's eyes.

Some of the gods saw that this was not going to happen, and they spread their divine power to stop the spread of this calamity. After all, there are many ordinary people outside the ancient city, and as gods, they need to shelter these kind people.

......

Even though the whole world was in turmoil, there was not a trace of the end in that ancient building. Only a golden light flew from afar, and instantly submerged into Tong Xiaofeng's body.

(End of chapter)