The major divine palaces were furious, and the god king of the god clan issued a call to suppress the god king Xi.

Countless gods intervened, vowing to extinguish the flames of rebellion.

In that war, the sky was dark, and where was the blood not stained in the wilderness?

The Great War lasted for a hundred years, and countless people who fell to the True Saints.

However, in the face of the gods from all over the world, although God Wang Xi is full of enthusiasm, he still has more than enough heart and insufficient strength.

Countless old people died in battle, and their souls returned to the loess.

On that day, the sunset at dusk was particularly bright red, as if it was infected with blood.

Standing on the ground full of corpses, God Wang Xi felt tired and powerless for the first time.

Behind him, only more than ten thousand saints remained.

In the hundred years of conquest, their footprints have broken through every corner of the four seas and eight wildernesses, and the green mountains are buried everywhere.

Lu Muxin looked at the God King Xi, who was tired from fighting, and said in a gentle tone:

"In the last battle, we may lose, but our deeds will be an unquenchable flame that will be passed on until one day, overthrowing the order of the Old Gods."

God Wang Xi turned his head and looked at Lu Muxin with a deficit.

"Mu Xin, give up the position of Our Lady of Yaochi and die with me, do you regret it?"

He added: "If you leave at this moment, I don't blame you, after all, from beginning to end, this is the rebellion of our cage creatures, it has nothing to do with you, you don't need to ......"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Muxin smiled and blocked his mouth with his fingers.

"I have no regrets."

He turned to look at the ten thousand saints behind him, his eyes gradually becoming firm.

"Everyone, thank you, no matter whether you succeed or not, God Wang Xi will not forget you."

Ten thousand saints had firm eyes in their eyes and said in unison:

"If our sacrifice can enable the God King to successfully overthrow the old order and restore justice to the lives of the world, we will die willingly."

Looking at Wan Sheng's resolute gaze, Lu Muxin's eyes showed a trace of sadness.

With a hand, a huge altar appeared on the battlefield.

"Ten Thousand Saints Sacrifice Dao, Ten Thousand Dao is immortal, martyrdom with one's body, tragic and magnificent!"

An ancient and forbidden sacrifice is staged on this battlefield, and the silent wind resembles the sorrow of all beings.

The body of the Ten Thousand Saints disappeared little by little, and only the power of the most primordial law poured into the body of God Wang Xi.

At that moment, the power of ten thousand paths on Divine King Xi's body resonated.

The power of the Ten Thousand Great Dao pushed him into the realm of the Heavenly Gods.

At the end of the sacrifice, Lu Muxin's face was pale and covered in blood, leaving only a trace of embers.

Forbidden sacrifices will be punished by heaven.

God Wang Xi hugged the lover in his arms, his eyes were blank.

She caressed his face tenderly, squeezing out a smile.

She said: "Mu Xin can only accompany you here." ”

In the end, he was still fighting alone.

Perhaps, this is fate.

At sunset, the figures of the true gods appeared.

They are high up and despise all beings.

God Wang Xi gently put down his lover, and there was only a pitch-black killing intent left in his eyes.

Holding a sword, the white-clothed gods and demons, a sword funeral song to send the gods to death.

The gods and Buddhas fell, and the heavenly demons wept blood.

He single-handedly killed the gods of the world, and killed a Ragnarok.

On that day, he stepped into the palace of the god king and challenged the god king who was high up and commanded all directions.

Above the palace of the god king, all gods are lonely, and no one dares to look directly at their edge.

The sky shattered, and a powerful god descended.

In the Heavenly Desolate Continent, the five elders descended.

Yaochi Old Heavenly God, East God Palace, East Heaven War God, Middle God Palace, South God Palace, South God Palace, West God Palace, West God God.

On that day, the gaze of the old god of Yaochi was complicated.

Maybe he regretted it, regretted his conversation with the God-King back then.

On the desolate road, the ancestors of the seven gods came.

Dao Ancestor, Buddha Ancestor, Demon Ancestor, Ghost Ancestor, Desolate Ancestor, Feather Ancestor, Taizu.

The seven Dao Ancestors looked indifferently, as if the strife in the world was, in their eyes, nothing more than a farce.

In the Beast Spirit Continent, before the five ancient divine beasts descended on the Divine Palace, their eyes were full of killing.

Dragon Ancestor, Fengzu, Golden Crow Ancestor, Qilin Taizu, Pixiu True Ancestor.

The five divine beasts represent the will of the divine beast clan and come here to judge the god Wang Xi.

The nine royal families of the Protoss and the nine heavenly gods also gathered on this day to witness this historic moment.

Huayu Heavenly God, Loulan Heavenly God, Guixu Heavenly God, Lingxi Heavenly God, Burning Su Heavenly God, Qiandai Heavenly God, Araki Heavenly God, Jianyue Heavenly God, Mu Ling Heavenly God.

Nine flags are unfurled, and under the king's flag, there is a cold-blooded killing.

The Six Heavens Demon of the Demon Blood Continent stepped through the void and came, his eyes blood-red.

Six Desires Heavenly Demon, Devouring Heavenly Demon, Demon Flame Heavenly Demon, Yin Void Heavenly Demon, Blood Demon Heavenly Demon, Selfless Heavenly Demon.

The six most terrifying demons in the world dimmed the sunlight in front of the shrine, leaving only dark and dense dark clouds.

The four gods of the Spirit Clan, the Flame Gods, the Nine Heavens, the Xuanmu Gods, and the Earthly Gods.

They represent the will of the Spirit Clan of the Spirit God Continent, and they have come here to suppress the world-shattering demon god Wang Xi.

Lingfeng Continent, the Three Ancestors have descended.

Feng Zu, Xuan Zu, and Mo Zu showed a fierce light in their eyes, like the most terrifying evil gods in the world.

Thirty-four heavenly gods gathered together to suppress the god Wang Xi alone.

The old god of Yaochi looked painful, and his heart couldn't bear it.

"God Wang Xi, stop, it's too late to stop."

God Wang Xi looked at the old god with a miserable smile in his eyes.

"God, for the sake of your defense of me in the past, I won't make a move on you when you leave here."

The old god of Yaochi looked back, looking at the closed gate of the Divine Palace.

"Before the God King makes a move, you still have a choice, there are some things that you can't bear."

God Wang Xi's eyes were dull, and only endless killing intent remained.

"What about the God-King? I have come here today to overthrow this palace of the King of God. ”

God Wang Xi laughed loudly in front of the God King's Palace, and the laughter was sad, as if telling the injustice of this world.

His eyes are firm, even if he is an enemy of the world, he will fight.

Although tens of millions of people are also going!

"God, you have trespassed."

In the palace of the God King, an indifferent and ruthless voice came.

"Suppressed him."

The God King gave an order, and the thirty-four heavenly gods made a move.

God Wang Xi stepped on ten thousand roads, fought alone in thirty-four heavenly gods, and his demeanor was invincible.

In the end, he went completely insane.

He defeated the thirty-four heavenly gods, overwhelming the Spirit Desolation Realm.

The door of the God-King's Palace opened, and the God-King finally appeared.

At this moment, a terrifying avenue force cut through the long river of years and blocked the deduction of Shenxi.

Everything about the God King Xi and the God King in the long river of years has been erased and cannot be seen again.

Zhou Qiankun couldn't know the course of the battle, nor did he know the face of the god king.

Shenxi's spirit body was severely damaged, and it directly shattered in the forbidden land of Yaochi.

Zhou Qiankun shouted worriedly: "Shenxi, Shenxi......"

It was the first time he was so anxious, and Shenxi had already become an indispensable part of his life.

If something went wrong with Shenxi, he didn't dare to imagine if he would go crazy.

Zhou Qiankun regretted it, deduced the long river of time, and watched the past of God Wang Xi, how could it be possible not to be eaten up by such cause and effect?