The realm group is calm again!

Dumping Xue Yi was unraveled from the call of the bloodline, and just like that, with the bloodline, this call, walked straight towards the dark eye, and the scales emitted a more powerful light, echoing the bloodline.

"Feeding on the world's intelligent creatures, growing up in one catastrophe and one catastrophe is indeed the extreme of the biological world. Dumpling Xue Yi opened her mouth with interest, and inadvertently said, "It's a pity, I'm not the protagonist of the Mandate of Heaven, I can't kill you!"

The arrogant words, like a thousand thunderbolts, swept through the entire realm group.

Mahal's eyes lit up sharply, he was different from those contemporaries of Tian Xueyi, he belonged to the latecomers, he could know the history, and naturally knew that Tian Xue Yi had left the imperial capital safely and the territory of the empire.

But in the face of the terrifying existence that transcends the level of the gods, destroys the Immortal Dao of the Purple Ring Immortal Realm, defeats the ancestor of the Immortal Dao, and the demon of the Immortal Dao, and marches all the way, what means can be used to fight against the Dumping Xue Yi who has come here?

You must know that in the entire Shinto territory, there are no treasures and means left by the gods at all, and it is simply impossible to resist the devouring of the "calamity" with the help of external forces.

The dukes in the realm group who are always paying attention don't understand, and Mahal, who is in memory, doesn't understand either.

It was also in this kind of incomprehension that Dumping Xue Yi was like more than seventy years ago, when she witnessed her family members being massacred, she lifted the corners of her white clothes, sat cross-legged on the land, and began to cultivate.

Break through the realm and break the deadlock? It's just that back then, and now, can it be the same?

The answer to this point is yes, just as the snow is sitting on the ground, in just a moment, a round of earth-shattering sun rises from behind it, spreading out the terrifying aura of endless divinity.

The mountains and rivers trembled, the sun and the moon lost color, and the entire realm group trembled.

The power of the god level is just to break through and spread, and the terrifying aura can radiate hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers, standing on the long river of time and space, and can suppress an era, eternal and immortal, and the longevity is endless.

Gods, indescribable levels of life, indescribable powers.

At this moment, a wisp of qi is pulled, and it seems that the snow can fall into a star, and a breath can cause a storm, and a look can suppress a piece of time and space in front of you.

The brilliance of the breath of the gods illuminates the whole world, dispels the scales on the body, and radiates into the distance.

It's just that soon, within the realm group, several divine brilliance belonging to the god level appeared at the same time, dispelling the god-level coercion of Dumping Xueyi, completely sheltering the realm group from its coercion.

As for the "robbery", the dark eye that covered the sky, there was no movement, and there was no difference between the gods and the dogs.

And the divine coercive aura that swept through the approaching "catastrophe", like a rabbit meeting heaven and earth, presented a weird, visible horror way, running back, colliding and scattering in the air and earth, setting off a storm.

Have you ever seen the tangible, the substantial, and the coercion that you will escape?

No, I'm afraid it's beyond the ancestor of the immortal path of the gods, the demon of the immortal way, I'm afraid it's impossible to see it, because the coercive breath is not a substantive thing, but when it comes to the "catastrophe", everything has produced a demonic change, which is eye-opening.

"The power of the gods!"

Tilting Xue whispered, stood up, felt the boundless power in his body, and his mood was turbulent.

Within the realm group, under the gaze of the countless dukes, a stronger aura spread out from its body, enveloping the entire firmament and earth, shaking the Eight Desolations of the Universe, causing a suppressed low cry.

They really underestimate Dump Xueyi!

The forty-nine-year-old duke is certainly shocking, but it is quite acceptable, after all, in the long years of cultivating the duke's life to be devoured by the "catastrophe", there are people who became dukes at a younger age than Dump Xueyi.

But among the dukes, there are still several realms, and each is more difficult to cultivate and promote than the other, not to mention that the threshold of the realm of gods is like an iron bucket, and how many people have been able to break through it for endless years?

But right now, there are people who break through easily, and they break through under the suppression of bloodline atavism!

There is no one before, no one after, the white-clothed figure of the snow is so dazzling, bright, bright, peerless, and it is enough to cover the ancient capital, and the eyes of countless dukes gradually began to change.

"It's so refreshing!"

Feeling the mysterious snow of the realm of the gods, he said.

A rare smile appeared on his face, and at this moment, within that dark shadow, a dark streamer shot out, enveloping him, full of terrifying greed, madness, and destruction.

And he gently took out the book in his arms, the one he had taken with him when he walked out of the time collar.

A book that is ordinary, without any special powers.

If there is anything special about it, it is that in this book, the snow is used to draw the scenery of mountains and rivers along the way, the scenery of people and people, covering the words written in the book, forming an interweaving of paintings and words.

"Boom!"

The body trembled!

In Maihar's feelings, the majestic and vast spiritual power that exists in Dump Xueyi's body, which will always surpass his own realm, at this moment, the mighty gallop and rush towards the book, as if a bottomless abyss had opened in the book, involuntarily pouring into it, being swallowed, and making Dump Xueyi's spiritual power explode all the way.

It's a long story, but it's a blink of an eye.

When the dark streamer approached, Dumping Xue had just broken through the power of the gods' breath, as if the ice and snow had met the scorching sun, swept away, and was melted cleanly, without any room for turning, and became a mortal body.

This is the crushing of the blood, the most domineering, the most irresistible, and the most desperate.

It's just an ordinary streamer, but you can rely on the advantage of blood, and you will be suppressed to death by the god who really broke through, even if you have the means to reach the sky, you can only wait for death in despair.

I'm afraid that this is also the reason why there is a supreme existence in the imperial capital that clearly has the realm of gods, and can leave the imperial territory through strong means, but the reason why he doesn't leave is that the gap is too huge, and he is afraid of "robbery".

"Whoa!"

The book was tossed up and violently blown by the storm.

Under the gaze of many dukes, thinking that the new god of Dumping Xue Yi would die under the mouth of the "catastrophe" in the suppression of blood, the pages of the book that were blown by the wind were suspended above the space, and when the dark streamer approached at great speed, it began to burst out of light, like opening Pandora's box, and the endless mysterious brilliance surged.

In an instant, the wind and clouds, the sun and the moon, dull and colorless.

Countless great beings of the Duke level, at this moment, their pupils shrank in unison. They didn't feel the earth-shattering power and destruction, but still, they felt a sense of absurdity and heartbeat.

Because, the eyes of the "Tribulation" that were covered with darkness in the distance were all discolored under this light, and some of them were turbulent and vibrating, and it was obvious that they were suppressed in turn.

For thousands of years, apart from the same Immortal Dao Ancestor and the two Ancestors of the Immortal Dao Demon Level, who could suppress it? Even if it was just one eye, it was also the embodiment of the power of the "Tribulation", and it was impossible to imagine how shocking this scene in front of him was.

Before everyone could come back to their senses, in the light of the page, an aura that was incompatible with the whole world diffused from the light of the page.