In an instant, the hour appeared in the center of the Holy Spirit Realm, looking at the light and shadow that covered the sky.

"You have finally appeared!"

Shi Chen said lightly.

"You invaders, you must leave my world!"

Light and Shadow spoke.

What was amazing was that the light and shadow did not speak the language of the Holy Spirit Realm, but the words of the Great Dao.

"Sure enough, it's from that place!"

The hour said slowly.

"What did you say?"

The god asked.

The gods were seriously puzzled.

Now it's the turn of the hour to wonder, doesn't this god know the Hongmeng realm?

When he saw that the look in the eyes of the gods did not seem to be false, the hour did not ask any more questions.

"Shoot! If you are defeated, you will continue to sleep!"

"Die!"

The god roared, and a lightsaber condensed, striking at the hour.

Swing to drive the power of the endless world.

The speed of the lightsaber far exceeded the speed of light, but in the blink of an eye, it was in front of the hour.

But in the eyes of the hour, it is like a snail, and it is very slow.

Shi Chen raised his hand slightly, imprisoning the time and space in front of him, and suddenly the lightsaber froze.

The power of the world is surging, and the countless spiritual roots of the Holy Spirit Realm are withering, and the essence is passing away, and they are pouring into the body of the gods.

The light of the god's body is even greater, and it is constantly blessed on the lightsaber.

The seemingly simple lightsaber is unpretentious, but it carries the power of the entire Holy Spirit Realm.

All the creatures that remained in the Holy Spirit Realm fell into a deep sleep, the same as when Hongjun had extracted the power of the Flood Desolation, but it was even more brutal.

"Broken!"

The hour snorted softly.

The imprisoned space-time suddenly began to rotate in reverse, and the gods' lightsabers followed suit.

Seeing this, the gods also reacted immediately, controlling the lightsaber with mental calculations, but it was not as deep as the Dao power of the hour.

"Poof!"

The lightsaber turned into fragments, forming a rain of light towards the gods.

The body of the god is invisible, and the fragments of the lightsaber pass through the body of the god, but they take away countless spiritual energy.

"Suck!"

Satan, who is still fighting in the chaos, gasps, the hour is so powerful?

"As a caretaker, your mission has been accomplished!"

Shi Chen said slowly.

"The Holy Spirit realm is inviolable, and the Holy Spirit is inviolable!"

The gods shouted.

But his eyes gradually drifted, but Shi Chen found a problem.

This god doesn't seem to have a very good brain, and his mind is not as clear as Pangu's.

"Disappear!"

Hour muttered.

This god is not at the same level as Pangu at all, and there are too few awakened spiritual wisdom at this moment, and Shi Chen can't get too many useful things from him.

"Back to the roots!"

The hour reversed time and space, enveloping the gods heavily.

The injuries suffered by the gods just now began to improve, although they continued to decline.

The gods struggled incessantly in the turbulence of time and space, and their breath became faint little by little.

Countless points of light emitted and began to return to the body of the living beings in the Holy Spirit Realm, and the withered spiritual roots regained their vitality again, and after everything returned, the huge light and shadow bodies of the gods began to gradually disperse and scatter in the Holy Spirit Continent.

Shi Chen shook his head and sighed softly,

"Did we come too soon?"

Shi Chen was very disappointed in the Holy Spirit Realm, in the legends of the earth, Western mythology and Pangu were all the creation gods of various worlds, but now it seems that this so-called god is too weak!

The hour didn't even get a little useful thing, and the long-awaited guardian of the Holy Spirit Realm came to an end so easily.

Shi Chen guessed that perhaps when this god opened up the Holy Spirit Realm, his strength would definitely not exceed the sixth layer of the Dao Realm, so his strength would be so weak at this time.

"The Creator will win! God bless us!"

The creatures of the Holy Spirit Realm who came to their senses did not know why, and when they saw that the war did not seem to be over, they continued to pray for the soldiers who went out to fight.

Seeing this, Shi Chen didn't bother to pay attention to these ants, and with a dodge, he withdrew from the Holy Spirit Realm and returned to chaos.

"Shichen Daoyou is getting stronger and stronger!"

Hongchen Dao people saw the time to return, and arched their hands.

"A sane caretaker, vulnerable!"

The hour replied.

After that, he looked at the Chaos Battlefield again.

More than half of the creatures of the Holy Spirit Realm have been lost, while the Expeditionary Force has lost only one-tenth of its combat strength, and the True Spirits of the Fallen have entered the list of gods of the River Styx.

The living beings whose true spirits do not exist are destined to enter the god list, and if the god list is complete, they will be reborn in the flood wilderness.

"Bang!"

A loud bang caught Shichen's attention.

Turning to look, Yahweh was once again knocked away, and at this moment he was already full of strength, not one in ten, and he was seriously injured.

The six ears attacked, and they fought against each other in the flesh, and their fists were made to the flesh, and the LORD was miserable.

The law of battle, the more you fight, the more courageous you become, and the six ears have no intention of being tired at all.

The fighting spirit that the flood had held back for so long was all radiated on the Lord.

Every time he repelled the Lord, he did not kill the six ears, and his eyes searched the battlefield.

After striking the Lord away again, Liu'er's eyes lit up, and he finally found what he was looking for.

Grabbed a creature in the Holy Spirit Realm, a member of the Elf Clan, and Six Ears searched for his soul, and then he knew the identity of that person.

Tyr, one of the heavenly gods of war!

When he turned around, he saw Shichen looking at him, and quickly got up, flew to Shichen's side, and said,

"Master, that's the person the disciple is looking for!"

Speaking of which, he pointed to Tyr, who was fighting against Zu Long.

When Shi Chen heard this, he looked at Natir and found that it was really unusual, and he could hold out undefeated under Zu Long for so long.

You must know that the creatures of the Holy Spirit Realm who do not know the power of the law are far from being opponents in the hands of the Flood Expeditionary Force and in the same realm.

And Natir became more and more courageous, and seemed to inspire something.

Zu Long also felt more and more strained.

Natil is like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, every time he is knocked away, he will rush up again, not afraid of death.

And every time the injury is healed, it will heal quickly, of course, this is also the reason why Zu Long did not completely kill him.

Among them, the most relaxed is Satan.

He was struck by Rahu's shadow and fell into endless pain, but Rahu did not attack again.

After a long time, Satan got used to it.

At a glance, the hour could see that Tyr was the source of battle, and it was also the target that Six Ears had come to the Holy Spirit Realm to seek.

"Master!"

Six ears looked at the hour.

Shi Chen knew what he wanted to say, so he nodded and said,

"Go ahead!"

"Yes, Master!"

Six Ears replied excitedly, and then flew towards Tyr.

After the departure of the six ears, Jehovah was given a brief respite.

"Ancestral Dragon Daoyou, leave this Tyr to me!"

Coming to the middle of the two, Liuer bowed to the ancestral dragon.

"But what does the Ancestor mean?"

Zu Long asked with a frown.

His opponent was robbed, which is a very shameless thing, even if Liu'er is very polite.

Zu Long thought that he was dissatisfied with the time because he had not taken Tyr for a long time, so he asked.

"Exactly, but this Tyr's battle origin is exactly what I need!"

Zu Long was slightly unhappy in his heart, but he didn't say anything, turned around and left, looking for the next opponent.

Six Ears turned to look at Tyr and admiringly,

"Junior, good!"

Tyr has been able to fight against the ancestral dragon for so long, and he is strong enough.

"Who are you?"

Tyr asked warily.

Seeing Zu Long leaving, he thought he was victorious, but he didn't expect an enemy to be stronger than Zu Long.

Six ears pressed against the Lord, and Tyre naturally saw this scene in his eyes.

Although he was very confident in his own strength, in the face of Six Ears, Tyr could not afford to resist.

There seems to be something in the body of the six ears that invisibly produces an oppressive force on itself.

"It's a pity!"