After being promoted to the realm of immortals, He Jiangxiu only felt that his body was full of strength. The powerful power of fate was surging in his body like a river, and a trace of pure aura flowed out of the hair on his skin, blooming with a pale yellow brilliance.

At this time, He Jiang Xiuye was like a god, and every inch of skin on his body was flowing with golden light, like a golden man, shining brightly.

"Whew!"

He Jiangxiu let out a long roar, and his body trembled, like a divine dragon, spanning nine heavens.

A huge white vortex appeared in front of He Jiangxiu. In this white vortex, the pure power of fate flowed. Subsequently, this surging power of fate was all instilled into He Jiangxiu's dantian.

At this moment, He Jiangxiu's dantian has become incomparably broad, like the Milky Way, which can accommodate everything.

He Jiangxiu's eyes opened, his eyes flickering, as if there were countless stars hidden in them. A transcendent temperament also spread from his body.

Like the master of the nine heavens.

"Ten thousand gods!" He Jiangxiu shouted, his eyes were like torches, and he looked at the ten thousand gods in the sky.

Although this Lord of Ten Thousand Gods was already a supreme powerhouse in the Immortal Emperor realm, when he saw He Jiangxiu's powerful aura at this time, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his body, as if he was frightened.

"You, you, you!" Lord Wanshen was stunned: "It's really hateful, or let this kid be promoted to the realm of immortals!"

"Hmph!" He Jiangxiu snorted coldly, his fists shook, and an extremely strong force erupted. The surging energy swept through the entire Chaos God Domain like a storm.

A whirlwind swept across the airspace and surged toward the Gods.

"Haha!" The Lord of the Ten Thousand Gods actually laughed, looked at He Jiangxiu, and said with a sneer: "What a boy who can't measure his own strength! Okay, then I'll show you what real power is! Do you think that if you are promoted to the realm of immortals, you will be able to do whatever you want? You still want to challenge my majesty? You are really looking for death!"

Lord Ten Thousand Gods said, with a little finger, the Star Ten Thousand Divine Sword mobilized again, and then turned into countless golden sword qi, rushing towards He Jiangxiu in one go.

Crackle!

Suddenly, the golden sword qi exploded in the void, surging with incomparably surging power. In the body of the Ten Thousand Gods, an extremely large and divine power was also released.

Lord of the Ten Thousand Gods, you are the master of the Protoss, and what you have in your body is the power of the entire Protoss.

The fact that Lord Myriad Gods was able to kill the Eternal God Emperor was enough to see how strong his strength was.

"Die!" Lord Ten Thousand Gods drank, his hand moved, and the Star Ten Thousand Divine Sword turned into a mighty river of divine swords, pouring out towards He Jiangxiu.

Rumble!

As soon as the Star Ten Thousand Divine Sword came out, it was invincible, and even the power of fate released by He Jiangxiu was actually collapsing.

"How is that possible?" Seeing this, He Jiangxiu was extremely shocked and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Originally, He Jiangxiu thought that he had been promoted to the realm of immortals and had the strength to fight with the gods and goddesses. But he didn't expect that Lord Pantheon was so fierce that even the power of fate could suppress it.

"Is this the power of the Immortal Emperor?" He Jiangxiu said to himself in amazement, his body moved, and he flew backwards.

"You don't have a chance. Lord Myriad was furious, "I know that you are the chosen son of the Eternal God Emperor, and you are also the last hope of your human race against my god race. But you must know that there is an insurmountable gap between the Immortal God and the Immortal Emperor! Even if you have the power of fate, you must die!"

As soon as Lord Wanshen spoke, his fingers moved slightly, and the Xingchen Wanshen Sword rushed towards He Jiangxiu like an arm command.

Whoosh!

The exquisite sword qi was combined into a large net of sword qi, which was impenetrable and locked thousands of miles, directly imprisoning He Jiangxiu's range of activities in a very small area.

He Jiangxiu used the Feather Chongxiao Sutra, rushing to kill everywhere, urging the power of fate again and again, running the major immortal weapons, and wanting to rush out of a bloody path.

"You don't have to struggle!" Lord Pantheon's voice was like thunder, shocking the nine heavens and causing a sensation for thousands of miles.

The Lord of the Ten Thousand Gods took a step forward, and the entire Chaotic God Domain also shook, and countless Terran soldiers turned into clouds of blood mist in an instant.

And all the Protoss soldiers, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, became extremely excited, their eyes were scarlet, and they crushed towards the few remaining Terran troops.

The mighty Protoss soldiers, rushing in all directions, are invincible.

The Terran army began to retreat. The eight war gods under the command of the Eternal God Emperor are also dead and wounded.

The most powerful national teacher and the Holy Feather God of War were forced to a star by the Protoss army, and the two temporarily formed a formation to do the final battle of the trapped beasts.

"Is this the end of it?" He Jiangxiu roared, holding the Heavenly Dao Emperor Sword, striking left and right, struggling to strangle the incoming Protoss soldiers.

"You!

Lord Wanshen stared at He Jiangxiu, his gaze was like countless thin lines, winding He Jiangxiu's body, making He Jiangxiu unable to move.

"Hahaha!" Lord Ten Thousand Gods looked up to the sky and laughed: "This three thousand worlds belong to my God Clan after all!"

Lord Wanshen lowered his head and looked at He Jiangxiu, his eyes were cold, his face was gloomy, he was completely a god of death!

"Kill you, and with the power of fate in you, I can open the chaos and get away with it!"

The fist wind breathes with unparalleled divine power.

If He Jiangxiu could move and resist these two divine fists, it would naturally not be a problem. But now He Jiangxiu can't move, and even the power of fate in his body has been sealed. The current He Jiangxiu is almost no different from a mortal.

In an instant, the Divine Fist bombarded in front of He Jiangxiu.

He Jiangxiu closed his eyes, did not roar, and quietly waited for death to come.

"It's me who is incompetent. He Jiangxiu left two helpless tears.

Bang!

However, at this critical moment, a violent explosion suddenly sounded in He Jiangxiu's ears!

Boom! Boom!

He Jiangxiu opened his eyes suddenly, only to see three figures appear in front of him.

One of the old figures, He Jiangxiu was very familiar with, it was the wandering old man who had been secretly helping him, the mysterious peerless master.

Another figure, He Jiangxiu is also very familiar, it is the previous guardian of the Divine Treasure, Wei Zhen!

As for the third figure, He Jiangxiu is very unfamiliar. But He Jiangxiu could sense that there was unimaginable power hidden in that person's body.

"It's you!" When Lord Wanshen saw these three people, he showed a trace of horror, and pointed at the three of them: "Heart Demon Old Ghost! Dao Tianjun! You two, why aren't you dead?"