The fog was deep, and the gray-white mist was like ashes scattered in the air, stirring under the stratus clouds that shimmered with dark purple thunder, and this was the barren field leading from the Sacred Guard Mountain to the Holy Soil Temple, and now it was shrouded in thunderstorms and hurricanes.

In a deep pit full of thunder, Gong Yu sat cross-legged with her hair scattered, her back to the sky of the catastrophe, her expression painful and tired.

The shoulder blade of Gong Yu's right shoulder was almost pierced, and the white robe from shoulder to chest was stained red with blood and stuck to the skin. Human beings are not like evil spirits, who can dismantle limbs at will, even if Gong Yu has reached the perfection of the human and divine realm, he cannot heal such a serious injury in a short time.

She suppressed the pain, and her hand was magically sealed, and she recovered from her injuries as quickly as she could.

A full day has passed since the dragon broke the wall, and on this day, Gong Yu, the goddess of the sin ring, and the true people of the three sacred mountains have all gathered on this dangerous wilderness, and they have joined forces to try to stop and even kill this black dragon that has broken into the city.

Gong Yu attacked the most fiercely and was the most seriously injured.

In the three hundred years since the King of Cangbi broke the wall, these top monks have created many magic weapons and large arrays to deal with monsters at the level of the King of Cangbi, and these magic weapons and large arrays have been perfected after three hundred years of continuous improvement.

But it is only perfection in the sense of a human cultivator.

The Blackscale Monarch is a living dragon with perfect flesh and flesh and scale, far more powerful than the corpse of the Blue King back then, and these top human creations are just toys to him.

Everyone had done their best, but no one knew if they had really hurt the dragon, more often than not, they were just facing the vast clouds of the sky, where the wind and thunder roared, and the black dragon was hidden with dragon scales, and it was difficult to find a trace.

Gong Yu suppressed her injuries and walked out of the stone pit where she was hiding, the vast white mist swept past her, and the four fields were silent and empty.

In the past, Gong Yu had read the history of the war between mankind and the god of the tide more than a thousand years ago, in that history, the god of the tide was infinitely strong, crawling out of the cold fog of the ice sea and the terrifying body wrapped in chains, and he issued a curse to the world that no one could understand, even the top human monks could not bear such a curse, they would be penetrated into the divine sense, and fell into depression, madness, depravity, and other spirits that led to infinite depravity, until death.

In the primeval chapter of the Scroll of Manifestation written by the emperor himself, the god of the tide, the god of mourning, and the king of the gray tomb are the three evil gods, representing three absolute horrors.

Among them, the god of the tide represents the horror of the living, the king of the gray tomb represents the horror of the dead, and the god of mourning represents the horror of silence.

Gong Yu once felt that this was an alarmist statement, she had her own enthusiasm for cultivation, and she always believed that human beings could reach the other side of the infinite through cultivation.

Over the years, she fought in the wilderness, and at the peak, she even fought to the death against the dragon corpse of the Xuanzi Pupil, which lasted three days and three nights, and in the end, she sent her sword into the heart of the Xuanzi dragon corpse, turning it into withered white bones.

This battle shocked the world, and it was also the first time in human history that after the patriarch, he won the battle with the Xuanzi Dragon corpse.

But today, when she really faced the primeval-level gods, Gong Yu felt that powerlessness in her shoes, the powerlessness of the first batch of top monks thousands of years ago when facing the god of tide awareness, and she even felt that as long as this primeval black dragon was willing, he could easily kill everyone.

The clouds were advancing towards the Holy Soil Temple.

The speed of the black dragon's advance is not fast, and it seems that he is afraid of something.

Gong Yu pointed and pressed his eyebrows, stabilizing his wavering state of mind.

She took a deep breath and, with her sword, flew in the direction of the thunder.

Suddenly, Gong Yu's figure was stunned.

Under the southern sky, there was a golden light that illuminated the heavens and the earth as bright as day, and the golden light pierced the dark clouds among the black dragons, revealing the body of this ancient god who was soaring through the clouds, and the black dragon let out a roar of rage, and the dragon's groans were overwhelming, and the white sound spread in the torrential rain.

When Gong Yu arrived at that place, Shi Yirao stood there, hunting and flying like a flag in her skirt.

Not only Shi Yirao, but the other five goddesses also arrived here, they stepped on the direction of the large array, looking up at the dark sky in unison, their eyes were cold to the bone.

In the black clouds like the sea, a battle of gods was going on, and they could not see the specific situation, they could only see the vast ripples of true qi spreading out in circles, shaking the heavens and the earth into distortion, even if they were as strong as these top goddesses, they really felt the coercion.

"The Patriarch has arrived."

Shi Yirao concisely told Gong Yu what had just happened.

When she and the rest of the goddesses gathered to reunite and stop the black dragon's footsteps, the black clouds in the sky cracked, and a hideous dragon head poked down from the clouds, opening its sharp teeth at them, and in an instant, particle-like dragon breath condensed at the dragon's throat, releasing a devastating aura.

The goddesses were too busy forming formations to resist.

At the last moment, the first real person of the Divine Guardian Mountain appeared and helped them block this fatal blow.

At that time, the first real person stopped in front of them, the golden shield shattered in the dragon's breath, he raised his hands and shouted to the sky reverently: "Ancestor of the origin of the Dao Law, master me." ”

Endless golden light fell from the void and poured into his body, and after that, the flow of time reversed in him, and the first real rejuvenated child turned from an old man into a handsome young man!

But it's also a flashback.

The first real person rushed into the clouds and used all his strength to unleash a sword, which turned into a sky full of gold, and it slashed through the black clouds of thunder and lightning, and slashed firmly into the black dragon's scale armor.

The roar of the black dragon's wrath filled the heavens and the earth.

Gong Yu's heart was shocked.

She remembered the secret.

That was a secret that she only learned after she became the master of the Dao Sect.

- The advent of the patriarch depends on the seizure of the house.

The great monk of the human god realm can call the ancestor to come when he runs the patriarch's mental method to the extreme, and opens up all his self, but this kind of advent can only happen once in a hundred years.

And those who inherit the coming of their ancestors will surely die.

There were four people who died like this in history, Gong Yu got the list, and saw Gong Song's name on it, and at that moment, she really understood how the human race repelled the king of Cangbi back then.

Today, the same scene is repeated, this time by the first real person.

They couldn't intervene or describe the battle, and all they could see was a chaotic elemental storm and the howl of the wind like the cry of billions of ghosts, and the thunder flashed again and again, illuminating the posture of the goddesses in the world.

Under the suffocating sky, everyone felt a sense of desolation.

Because they know that the first real person can't win.

The ancestor who came down is not the real ancestor, the real patriarch is imprisoned in the patriarch mountain, he has made a will, only when the catastrophe of the world comes, can he break the seal and release his will.

The King of Cangbi is the weaker one of the primeval-level existences, plus it has turned into a corpse, and its strength has long since ceased to be at its peak, so Gong Song can defeat it, but ......

The wind is blowing.

Pressed down like a torrent of steel.

The three goddesses of pity, sorrow, and humility, who were weaker, were directly pressed to their knees, and the long hair of the harvest goddess was also changed from gold to silver.

——The long hair of the harvest goddess will change four colors, namely blue, red, gold, and silver, which represent the verdant of spring, the heat of summer, the withering of autumn, and the silver of winter.

Ye Qingzhai's 'windbreaker' was stripped naked by the wind, her long hair vibrated straight, and her ice-jade skin trembled slightly, as if she was about to be melted by this hurricane.

Only sometimes with Rao and Gong Yu stand tall in the wind, like a reef in a big wave, not bent or bent.

They all looked up in unison, their eyes locked on the black clouds that were churning in the waves.

Boom –

Without warning.

An earth-shattering sound exploded above their heads.

The black clouds like the sea were torn apart in the blink of an eye, and the black dragon coiled around the sky, turning into a demon shadow like swallowing the sky, the first real person was gone, and the golden light fell like rain, which was the trace of his death.

On the black dragon's body, many scales had been shattered, and blood was almost visible.

But as long as it is alive, it is an unrivaled existence for human beings.

The enraged black dragon opened its huge jaws and swooped down in a posture that swallowed the earth.

The most famous goddesses in the world gather here, and if they are destroyed in the next moment, it is destined to be the saddest jade fall in thousands of years.

Gong Yu could have escaped, but she didn't, and after the Divine War began, she was preparing for this moment.

Gong Yu closed his eyes.

The mountains and rivers receded, the thunderstorms receded, the heavens and the earth receded, and the gods and demons receded...... In the empty state of mind, she brushed away everything in an instant, leaving only herself.

After arriving at the absolute silence, the emotions in her heart welled up again.

Whether it was hatred or fear, whether it was indifference or lust, it was all refined into pure power by her at this moment, and she was no longer a mortal person, but more like a vague fog that gathered everything about people.

That form was shattered the moment she threw her punch.

Above Gong Yu's head, the void shattered at the tip of her fist, and she escaped into it in an instant, appearing in front of the black dragon, plain and unpretentious, but it seemed to encompass the heavens and the earth and the universe, and swung out a punch that smashed into the dragon's head.

This is the culmination of the magic technique, and it is also the end of the realm of human gods.

The goddesses were amazed by the power of this punch, and they had always been arrogant, and they were also deeply aware of the gap between themselves and the Daomen master, but in addition to being amazed, they also felt desperate, because everyone knew that it was impossible for her to defeat the gods, even if it was the pinnacle of human fists.

What followed was a surprise to everyone.

The black dragon actually took the initiative to close his mouth, swallowing the dragon's breath into his belly, and the majestic giant head panned, dodging Gong Yu's punch.

Although this punch missed, the inertia of the fist continued to rise with her, directly past the black dragon's head, the void shattered again, and the next moment, Gong Yu flashed at the dragon's pupil, and a punch slammed into its eyes.

The black dragon fell down the instantaneous membrane, protecting the relatively fragile pupils, and the instantaneous membrane was blurred under Gongyu's heyday punch, and when the dragon shook its head like a hammer, Gongyu had disappeared again and appeared on the dragon's head.

The master of the Dao Gate stepped on the dragon's head and looked downward.

The white robe is fluttering, and the elegance is peerless.

Gong Yu still has to punch.

This time, the black dragon did not allow it again, it summoned the sky full of thunder, washed the dragon's body, thunder and lightning all over the dragon scales, so that Gong Yu lost his foothold, forced to retreat, the black dragon raised its claws, easily held the lightning as thick as a mountain peak in his hand, and threw a spear to the ground.

"Kill the Gods!"

Shi Yirao shouted.

The goddesses had already stood in the great array, but unfortunately, the admiration of the goddesses betrayed them, so that they could not form the most powerful silent killing array, so they could only retreat to the second best and choose a relatively weak formation.

Of course, it still doesn't matter much what formation they choose.

Previously, the image of Gong Yu injuring the black dragon had caused many people to have the illusion that this primeval dragon was already weak, and the human race might be able to fight and win it with all their might.

Delusions are just illusions.

The goddess array did contain the black dragon, but it only restrained for a moment, and this picture is no different from a rope tethered to an elephant.

The moment the great array was destroyed, Shi Yirao flickered with her divine technique, and with her palm, the Great Sun Freezing Technique took shape in an instant, and all the purple electric blue light was frozen under her divine technique, and in an instant, the sky was like a crystal colored glass face.

The dragon's claws pierce through the glass mirror.

The Great Sun Freeze Technique fell apart after a breath.

In this breath, Gong Yu has used the magic technique of turning the stars and moving the stars, bringing the goddesses to a few miles away.

The goddess of Qingzhai knotted the lotus seal in her hand, with the rainstorm as her clothes and the white water as her skirt.

The rest of the goddesses were shocked, and they all held their swords and clenched their fists, thanking the master of the Daomen Mansion for his rescue.

"Okay, don't waste time, I'm not a man, and I don't need you to make a promise."

Gong Yu opened his mouth indifferently, and suddenly thought in his heart, these seven goddesses are all stunning, and it seems that they are the right person to fill the backyard for the master...... Of course, this is just a boring idea for her to relieve her nervousness, and it is not worth mentioning.

Gong Yu looked to the north.

The black sea of clouds had recondensed, covering the dragon's body, revealing only the tip of the iceberg.

When she was worried, she quickly turned around and returned.

The land was in shambles.

Under the black oppressive clouds, Shi Yirao knelt on one knee under the grout-like thunderstorm, the lotus skirt she covered had been dissolved by the thunderstorm, and the cold jade ice muscles made of thousands of forges were already covered with thunder patterns, and on the beautiful back, the small block letters written in gold powder were getting darker and darker.

This was the primeval dragon's merciless glimpse of her, but what really fell on her was such an undying and unbreakable thunderbolt.

Gong Yu took out his sword and slashed down from top to bottom.

Before the last thunderbolt fell, Gong Yu stretched out his arm, tore open the cage-like thunderstorm, and hugged Shi Yirao's naked body tightly in his arms.

Shi Yirao confronted the real dragon.

She survived.

This is something to be proud of as a human being.

She broke open the storage ring and took out a brand new lotus-robed robe and draped it over her, and at the same time, she hugged the goddess tightly in her arms, and quickly left the field of divine wrath.

"You wrote this Great Sun Frozen Divine Technique tattoo on your body, I said back then, even if you strip naked and stand in front of me, I don't bother to look at it, what's the matter, I didn't lie to you, right?" At the moment of life and death, Gong Yu did not forget to laugh at this nominal enemy for a few words.

"Yes, the magic I am proud of is indeed far inferior to your magic spells." Shi Yirao said softly.

In her heart, she was also deeply unwilling and disappointed.

Gong Yu was even more unhappy when she saw her admit defeat so easily, she hugged Shi Yirao tightly, used her sword as a ruler, and hit her buttocks twice, saying: "You are the head of the Goddess of the Sin Ring, they respect you so much and love you, you ...... In short, if you fall into a state of mind because of this, you won't fight me again in this life, do you hear? ”

Under the pressure of the primeval gods, there was indeed a crack in her state of mind.

But in the face of Gong Yu's question, she still nodded and said indifferently: "Got it." ”

"It's this dead tone again, I really want to tear your little mouth apart." Gong Yu said.

Above, the rest of the great monks also arrived one after another.

They stepped on the magic sword in the air, their robes fluttering, and stood around the clouds, each offering a rare divine treasure.

Colorful bands of light constantly light up in the sky.

Then, one by one, these priceless rare divine treasures were gray and fell, and the monks on the sword were also directly crushed like mud pills under the pressure of the gods, making everyone who saw it feel like knives.

Gong Yu couldn't save them.

She thought that many of the great monks of the palace family might have died like this in front of the king of Cangbi.

Three hundred years have passed, and she has long since become an unimaginable and powerful existence in the past, but she is still so powerless in the face of such monsters.

"This dragon seems to be a little scared of me, I'll try again." Gong Yu said.

"It's useless."

Shi Yirao shook her head: "Even if it stands there and lets you fight, how sure are you that you can kill it?" ”

Gong Yu fell silent.

Shi Yirao is right, this black dragon is not like a dragon corpse, the dragon corpse has such an obvious weakness as the heart, it does not. With a human sword, it is impossible to break through its scale armor.

But she must not watch everyone die.

She first took Shi Yirao to meet with the goddesses.

The Holy Soil Temple was miles behind him.

It was a palace buried deep underground, and it was impossible to see as far as the eye could see.

"There are only two ways to do this." Shi Yirao sat cross-legged, and while recovering his true qi, he said calmly: "One, let's draw our swords together, release the devil in the Sword of the Crime Ring, and let it kill this demon dragon, two...... The second is to wait, wait for the seals of the three ancestral halls of the Patriarch Mountain to be convinced that this is a disaster that will destroy the world, and release the sealed ancestor relics, so that the ancestor can fight a decisive battle with this demon dragon. ”

Everyone fell silent.

When the human power is finally exhausted, only God can be the enemy of God.

But......

Admire that the goddess was still sealed and could not draw her sword, and the great monks of Patriarch Mountain had rushed to help, but Patriarch Mountain was deadly silent.

The black clouds advanced towards the Holy Soil Temple.

This is the place where the emperor sleeps, and it also contains countless precious books and artifacts, and if this place is destroyed, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The goddesses stood up one after another, forming the last fragile line of defense.

It was also at this moment that a majestic voice fell from the sky and drank through the white mist, this voice was a woman's voice, and it sounded even like - girl:

"Wait, stand down."

Shi Yirao's pupils shrank suddenly, looked back at the temple, and almost blurted out: "Your Majesty?!" ”

Gong Yu was equally shocked.

She looked up.

A white rainbow rose from the ground of the holy soil hall, cutting through the sky, like a king kneeling down in the court, hurricanes, torrential rains, and thunderstorms...... All the heavens and all the stars retreated after Bai Hong's arrival, allowing Changhong to smash into the sea of black iron clouds.

Boom –

The white rainbow broke through the clouds and fell straight to the earth.

It was a spear, the same one that had been inserted in the Demon Tower!

The black cloud shattered again, and the figure of the dragon appeared in the sky, and for the first time there was a real wound in his abdomen, the wound left by the great spear.

The dragon's blood flows, and its color is yellow.

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