The battle of myths swept through the heavens and all worlds, and countless powerful people from small worlds participated in this melee, and they were all the brightest stars in their respective worlds. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, in this battle, everyone's light was overshadowed by one person.

He was armed with the Thousand Nights Bow, and his scarlet cloak raged in blood and fire, becoming a nightmare in the hearts of many strong people.

Few people can see his true face clearly, because his strength is not enough, and his eyes can't penetrate the fog that hangs over his face. And the creatures who could see his true face were all targeted by his arrows without exception, and blood was spilled in the sky.

Previously, Tang Feng had only heard about this creature in the mouth of Gu Da, and he never thought that today, he would actually face to face and see this supreme powerhouse.

"Is this the Holy Battle? ”

Tang Feng's heart was throbbing, it was too chaotic, there were the sounds of soldiers everywhere, blood and bones everywhere, the sky was beaten into a sieve, and the earth was only scorched black.

The rules of heaven and earth were broken, and a great sun remained permanently on the western horizon. All the heavens and all the worlds are at dusk.

The Sacred Battle, also known as Ragnarok, was witnessed by Tang Feng and finally understood why.

In this battle, there are no gods and Buddhas, there is no supremacy, and the weapons in the hands of every living being are butcher's knives stained with blood.

Here, there are no saints, only to live.

"What exactly is the origin of the Holy Battle?"

Tang Feng frowned, this question had been lingering in his heart for a long time, but he had asked many people, Gu Da, Song Binghe, and Old Turtle...... They only shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know. As for the ancient books, they are even more vague.

"There should be a great benefit hidden behind the outbreak of every battle, but what is the benefit behind the sacred battle?"

Tang Feng couldn't figure it out. The creatures involved in this melee are all the masters of one world, and the likes of Immortal Venerables are not a few, they hold immortal weapons in their hands, they have attained immortality, and they are immortal, what else can make them so crazy?

At that moment, his chest was hot again.

The Eternal Flame jumped out again.

In the midst of the scuffle, a man with blond hair raised his eyes and looked over, his gaze skimmed over Tang Feng, and landed directly on the Eternal Holy Flame.

"The essence of the Eternal Flame!"

Tang Feng recognized the identity of the blonde man at a glance, it was the ancient ancestor of the Golden Crow Clan, who had dominated an era, and was also an immortal-level powerhouse.

At this moment, the Eternal Holy Flame was burning, and when the blonde man saw this, he raised his hand and popped out a drop of essence blood and landed in the Eternal Holy Flame.

Swish.

The flames of the Eternal Flame surged violently, then weakened in an instant, and at last only a little flame remained.

Looking at the Eternal Flame that was heading towards sleep, Tang Feng suddenly felt a sense of difficulty in his heart.

Maybe when the Eternal Flame awakens again, this world will come to an end, right?

Bang.

At this time, a loud bang spread throughout the heavens and all worlds!

Countless beads of blood, scattered in all directions, with terrifying might, pierced the void and collapsed the earth.

This is Immortal Venerable Blood.

Another Immortal Venerable has fallen!

Thirty-three heavens, a figure, with its back to all beings, changes in light and shadow.

"That's ...... Crossing the river!?"

Tang Feng was surprised, the figure in the thirty-three heavens had a long sword in his hand, and his system and aura were the same as those of the river crosser.

"Is this inheritance, or reincarnation?"

Tang Feng was stunned, and at a certain moment, he saw the side face of that figure, which was exactly the same as the old sword god a hundred years ago!

The same people, the same sword, spanning a million years, actually reached a complete coincidence!

"Sword Ancestor, you slaughter my brother, you should be punished!"

In the thirty-three heavens, an immortal venerable roared and raised his fist to smash at the Sword Ancestor.

The sword ancestor of the previous life, the sword god of the future life!

At this moment, Tang Feng finally understood a little why the old sword god could use his own strength to condense the luck of the sword path in the era when the sword path was withering, and forcibly pushed the sword path to the extreme again, blooming the last light.

Perhaps, this is reincarnation, but it is also a kind of inheritance!

Tang Feng quietly watched the mythical battle, he was a passerby, passing by from the entire mythological era.

In the chaotic heavens and worlds, the rules of the Great Dao have collapsed, and the arrows have brought up the deepest night, taking away one life after another.

The scenes in front of him flashed in Tang Feng's mind like a movie picture, and then condensed into black and white photos, precipitated in the depths of light and shadow.

Tang Feng's figure was illusory, he completely transcended the Three Thousand Great Avenues, and no one could see him again.

Airplanes.

He sat cross-legged in the void, with the endless river of time flowing under his feet.

Tang Feng, just like this, stepped on the waves of time, along the long river of years, rushing down millions of years.

"Boy, what's wrong with you?"

In the Tianyu Holy Realm, the old turtle was in a hurry, could it be that there was something different about Qiankun and devoured Tang Feng's soul?

"Huh?"

Just as he tried to slap Tang Feng awake, Tang Feng moved.

Qiankun Ding rotated, the World Tree glowed, and Tang Feng just sat cross-legged between the two, his eyes closed, and let the Three Thousand Great Dao add to him.

"Take the Three Thousand Avenue as a shackle, so as to find a path of your own. ”

"This method is against the sky, if it is detected by heaven and earth, it will be split into ashes, so it is borrowed from Qiankun Ding to suppress and block the qi. ”

The old turtle was shocked, this kid was playing with fire!

The ancients said that if you have 3,000 weak water, you only take one scoop to drink, which is not unreasonable. There are three thousand avenues, and everyone can only choose one of them to go, which is a conventional rule, and no one is an accident.

But today, Tang Feng is about to become this accident!

He is not like the others, who only walks one avenue, but has to walk three thousand avenues at the same time, so as to carry on the past and forge ahead into the future, and create a new path!

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

The old turtle shook his head and sighed, it was too late for him to stop it now, he could only hope for a miracle.

For millions of years, there have also been many people who have been extremely high-spirited, vowing not to follow the path of their predecessors and vowing to become the eternal supreme.

But the result?

The bloody names were written in the history books dismally, becoming an example of warning future generations.

This road is not going to go at all.

This road leads to death.

There is no hope for this road.

"Good luck, boy. ”

There were tears in the corners of the old turtle's eyes, and the bloody examples cruelly reminded him that Tang Feng was bound to die, but he just died early or late.

Airplanes.

The Qiankun Ding shook, the carvings on it seemed to come to life, the roars of the dragon, the phoenix, and the Kui Niu shook the sky, and the phantoms revolved around Tang Feng, as if they were praying for Tang Feng.

In addition, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens and the immortals of all realms also had strange lights flashing in their eyes, and they all made Zen singing sounds, as if they were praying to Tang Feng.

Rumble.

At this time, a heavenly monument on the tripod was directly manifested.