And with that, of course, there are the ominous gods who lurk outside the world, peeking in the shadows.

The emergence of the path of the whole god is simply a provocation to their existence.

Indeed, in a mysterious world, a path can only hold one sequence zero.

But that's entirely because the essentia of the world itself is limited, and the capacity of authority is limited.

When there are more ominous gods, even if there can only be one sequence zero in the same path, it can also derive many similar paths to accommodate more true gods.

What's more, this is still the Huangpeng realm.

Another battlefield where the Great Universe of the Three Realms and the Ominous Gods are at war.

The exposure of the complete path of the gods means that the ominous gods are about to be stripped of their bottoms.

Starting with a complete path, whether it is backward or forward, sooner or later more ways will be discovered and found.

The twenty-two divine paths are the upper limit of the mysterious world.

Not the upper limit of the ominous gods.

From the perspective of the gods of the Three Realms, the way to study and decipher the gods, whether out of consideration or absorption and merger, is a great disadvantage to the ominous gods.

The void rippled, and the turmoil of time and space did not stop.

Invisible encounters surround the traces of the world, back and forth.

In the end, they all cancel each other out, and most of them disappear invisibly.

Flipping the table is a good move.

But not overused.

After using it too much, they are on guard against each other, and there is a lack of surprise.

When the real variables arrive, this trick will not have the effect of drawing salaries from the bottom of the kettle.

It is difficult to turn a fact that has become a fact through external means to become a non-fact.

The more anxious the ominous gods are, the more the gods of the Three Realms will not be able to let them get their way.

Under such a premise, the only way for the ominous gods to take is to truly descend on the Huangpeng Realm and completely pollute the entire Huangpeng Realm with the courage to sacrifice without fear.

Change all the rules faster, find the mastermind behind the spread of the God's path, and eradicate it.

The dilapidated ancient ship, along with the stone slabs it carried, was shrouded in a layer of black mist.

It comes from the deep sea and the storm, but is gradually pulled into the unreal.

Several chains came out of thin air, grabbed the ship, and slammed it into the coastal sand.

The sky was completely dark.

The aura of fear hovers over the West Coast, seemingly never to dissipate again.

Endless panic and a mist enough to plunge into an infinite nightmare began to spread from the sky to the earth and the sea.

People don't even have time to show their horror before they fall into endless nightmares until they are dragged into a bubble of illusion and transformed from reality to nothingness.

The black fog is thick, and the terror is secret.

The ominous breath is deep and long, as if it has condensed the most decaying profundity in countless years.

A faint figure appeared in the darkness, powerful and abrupt.

His body is enormous, twisted, and grotesque, completely contrary to all the aesthetics that have human civilization at its core.

Beauty, the powerful definition of beauty, has lost its role in Him.

All that remains is twisted and evil, madness and depravity.

But the appearance of this figure is not the end... And that's just the beginning.

The crimson light appeared on the left side of this huge figure, he was like a purgatory gate across time and space, dark, deep, and bloody standing there, releasing a powerful and terrifying sense of oppression, even those who heard the news of the strong people, when they saw the shadow of his fall, they also felt infinite powerlessness from their hearts, and then began to bring a crazy breath.

The pale light, unable to illuminate the pitch black and scarlet, became another tonal in this terrifying color.

The palms, full of sharp teeth and eyeballs, release a light that desecrates and plays with the soul.

Those who are pierced by this light will feel warm at first moment, as if they have entered heaven.

But then bad luck will follow.

The target targeted by bad luck, no matter how powerful, will wear out all patience and ability in one bad luck after another, and finally fall at the intersection of staggering forward.

Once, three ominous gods descended.

It fully reflects the importance that the ominous gods attach to the way of the gods.

But it also brought great pressure to the Huang Peng community.

The pollution formed by the three of them alone will blow up this original Xuan-level world.

The already fragile world is coming to an end.

Clang!

The clear bell rings.

The world has become clear in the muddy.

The original Huangpeng realm was like being split by someone with a knife of time.

At the same time, it became three adjacent Huangpeng boundaries.

Everything that was crumbling began to stabilize.

The power of the Three Realms has struck.

This time it wasn't a table flip, but an obvious raise.

They are going to leave behind all the ominous gods who have come and turn them into consumables to test the way of the gods.

At this moment, Yue Buqun no longer restrained, wearing the identity of the patrol of the realms, hanging a seal letter on his waist, and raising his sword to kill the ominous god he saw.

It's a long-awaited opportunity.

How could Yue Buqun have any reason to delay any longer?

If he doesn't fight, others will pick up the cheap, won't he be busy in vain?

The Prison Breaking Sword exploded in mid-air, exploding a complex sword flower.

The bright light in the air flickered like a great sun crashing into the deep black mist.

In an instant, everything in heaven and earth seemed to be cut in half.

The world cannot afford such a battle.

But under a special stable structure, it withstood and moved all irrelevant people to a relatively safe position.

The unknown ominous god fell into the black mist, as if sleeping, and released a nightmare to pull Yue Buqun into a deep and dark dream.

This is an attack directly aimed at the soul, and ordinary divine power cannot resist such an attack.

However, Yue Buqun's Divine Consciousness Tree was rooted in the flesh, and the soul and flesh were perfectly fused, so it would not be so easily shaken.

What's more, he also has a soul labyrinth composed of infinite building blocks.

The power that dragged his soul only invaded, and he was lost in this labyrinth of souls, unable to find the right direction to Yue Buqun's soul.

Nothingness is dark, low, elusive.

But the sword light and the black mist, like the tide-like armies of the two sides, collided and fought together.

Darkness and light, entangled and invading.

Yue Buqun embodied the scorching sun and emitted the sound of the corona.

Syllable!

Dark dreams, awakened by the morning light.

The radiance of the sun, and the beauty associated with it, are turned into tangible weapons to attack the realm of the ominous gods.

"Very strong! But you can fight! ”

"I just don't know if this ominous god has a more difficult form."

"You can't wave, be steady." Yue Buqun held the sword in his palm, and the hot sun divine light spread out like a sea of fire.

Far away in the sky, the mighty scorching sun echoed with him.

As the sword light fell, several thick tentacles fell into the ocean and the earth, polluting a large number of living beings.

The fire of the sun that is not extinguished is attached to those broken tentacles and burns.

Another evil soul shock.

But he still couldn't break through the defenses outside Yue Buqun's soul.

Yue Buqun shook the divine sword, his whole body was shrouded in divine flames, and he slashed into the deeper depths of the black mist, and with a single sword, he split the ominous god that had already exposed most of his true body.

(End of chapter)