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Xiao Wenbing's gaze swept over everyone's faces one by one, and the big snake felt weak in his heart, and shrunk his head and tail to hide behind Queenie. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Wen Bing, hurry up and prepare to meet the enemy. Zhang Yaqi called softly.

Xiao Wenbing's heart sank, knowing that now was not the time to be held responsible, so he stepped forward and grabbed the giant, stuffed a large peach in his only remaining hand, and threw it into Zhang Yaqi's enchantment.

The giant was about to shout, when he suddenly saw what was in his hand and couldn't help but be in a daze. He glanced at Xiao Wenbing with a complicated expression, then swallowed the peach and meditated to breathe.

"Everyone, prepare. Xiao Wenbing commanded loudly.

Everyone was on guard, carefully watching the pile of rubble that was getting thicker and thicker.

Zhang Yaqi gently patted the Qiankun circle, and the colorful light became brighter and brighter. The moment she opened the Divine Domain, she had already become one with the Spirit of the Five Elements, and had incorporated these 50,000 Divine Spirits into the Divine Domain.

This is the only way to make so many people crowded together without any feeling of crowding.

"Boom ......"

The rubble everywhere rose into the sky with a loud bang, and in an instant, the sky was full of dust and stone chips, mixed with huge force, and swept towards the surroundings.

However, the people in the Five Elements Enchantment were unmoved, and their divine thoughts firmly locked the little shadow in the center.

"Hit. ”

I don't know who shouted, and 50,000 people struck again.

The thick shadow let out a fierce scream, and then under countless powerful blows, it shattered into countless pieces and disappeared completely.

Everyone looked at each other, was this the ancestor of the Dark God, could it be destroyed so easily?

At this moment, a more powerful cold aura appeared in the pile of rubble, but the condensation speed of this cold qi was far faster than the previous one. Almost at the moment when everyone found it, it had already condensed into a row.

Then, a powerful murderous aura rushed to his face, slamming into the Five Elements Enchantment.

Although it was under the protection of the enchantment, this murderous aura still invaded a little. For a while, everyone only felt a chill in their hearts, and they were terrified, and even the idea of turning around and running away involuntarily arose.

Xiao Wenbing saw that the situation was not good, and with a little finger, the light in the air was bright, and three thousand points of light pierced towards the newly appeared shadow.

The shadow took the three thousand points of light nonchalantly, and let out an ugly laugh.

"Ancestor of the Dark God?" Xiao Wenbing looked at the shadow that gradually condensed into a human form, and said word by word.

"Haha......" The shadow kept shaking, and said loudly: "After being trapped for countless years, I finally came out." He swept his eyes and said, "You guys, yes, be my disciple." ”

"Disciple?" Xiao Wenbing was surprised, his face changed again, and asked, "Aren't you a dark god, how can you have wisdom?"

The Ancestor of the Dark God snorted coldly and said, "Who said that the Dark God can't have wisdom, it's just that you juniors are short-sighted. He glanced at everyone coldly and said, "Your cultivation is not bad, if you worship under my door, you should spare your life." ”

Xiao Wenbing pointed at him and asked suspiciously: "Senior, you only have one person, but we have tens of thousands of people." ”

"Tens of thousands?" the Ancestor of the Dark God laughed a few times and said, "Your juniors, in my eyes, are just ants. ”

As his loud voice spread far away, a powerful power that destroyed the world gradually emanated at this time, gradually thickening around Xiao Wenbing, and the dense dark aura enveloped him layer by layer.

Xiao Wenbing's face was gloomy, and he suddenly shouted: "Seniors spare their lives." ”

Seeing that his feet were trembling, he was about to fall to his knees.

The Ancestor of the Dark God suddenly laughed and said, "Okay, I'll spare you from dying and hand over your three thousand divine swords." ”

"Yes, little one. Xiao Wenbing stretched out his hand, and the three thousand divine swords turned into a rainbow and stabbed towards the ancestor of the dark god.

With a disdainful sneer on his face, the Ancestor of the Dark God waved his hand slightly, and the three thousand points of light in the air suddenly stopped. He was about to use his means to subdue it, when he suddenly felt something strange behind him, and an impossibly powerful force had approached his body.

It turned out that under the command of Feng Baiyi, those 50,000 people once again gathered all their strength and launched a third wave of attacks.

The Ancestor of the Dark God frowned, if it was at his peak, then although this power was strong, it might not be in his eyes. But this moment is different, he has been suppressed for countless years, and his cultivation is only about thirty percent, so he will covet the three thousand divine swords in Xiao Wenbing's hand.

It's just that at this time, the divine sword has not yet arrived, and in the face of the full force of 50,000 people, he still doesn't dare to fight hard.

The figure flashed, and it was already dodged. Just as soon as his eyes lit up, the three thousand points of light that had been stagnant in the air suddenly emitted ten thousand rays of light, and then condensed into one and stabbed towards him.

The speed of the lightsaber was so fast that it had pierced his heart at the moment when he just noticed something was wrong.

"Whew......"

A terrible scream came from the mouth of the Ancestor of the Dark God, his face was hideous, he faced Xiao Wenbing, and said hatefully: "Your divine sword, there are more than three thousand. ”

"yes. Xiao Wenbing said with an innocent face: "I have five thousand divine swords, of course there are more than three thousand......"

Dense clouds of black smoke slowly rose from the chest of the Ancestor of the Dark God, and he shouted angrily, "Five thousand, okay, it's all mine." He stretched out his hand, and the five thousand points of light solidified again, and said with a cruel smile: "With these five thousand divine swords, Lao Tzu should be able to crisscross the Three Realms, haha......"

Before the laughter fell, a thunderbolt struck his head, interrupting his laughter.

An even thicker black aura erupted from his body, blocking the lightning of Feng Baiyi's head above his head. The pair of dark eyes looked at Feng Baiyi, revealing a hint of fear: "Tianlei, who are you?"

Feng Baiyi bowed to him slightly, and said, "The junior is the descendant of Tianlei. ”

"Is there a descendant of the Heavenly Thunder?" The Ancestor of the Dark God's gaze slowly swept over the Five Elements Enchantment and the five thousand points of light in the air that shrouded them, and sneered: "I didn't expect that the three powerhouses of the Divine Realm actually have heirs, hum...... But you're not qualified. ”

Feng Baiyi smiled slightly, slowly stretched out his hand, and a ball of white lightning in his hand beat violently.

All the attention of the Ancestor of the Dark God was suddenly concentrated, and although he said big things in his mouth, in fact, he didn't dare to be careless at all.

Seeing that the ball of light in Feng Baiyi's hand was getting bigger and bigger, and the face of the Ancestor of the Dark God became more and more solemn, suddenly, he felt a trace of something strange behind him, and a wisp of divine thought separated, just in time to see the five thousand divine swords that had been fixed by him with dark power condensed into one again, and the light that emitted was dazzling, and the power displayed was dozens of times greater than just now.

Not good, fooled......

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the Eight Thousand Divine Sword had already pierced countless holes in his body.

As soon as the black humanoid figure dispersed, a thunderclap was heard, and eight thousand divine swords had already converged into a ball of light and exploded.

"Boom ......"

The ground under his feet seemed to shake inadvertently, and there was no trace in the air, and black smoke spread out in all directions, filling the entire space.

Xiao Wenbing flipped his wrist, took out a jade gourd, pulled out the cap, and shouted: "Collect ......"

A powerful suction force was issued, sucking in a lot of the black qi around him.

Almost at the same time, in the multicolored light mask, more than a hundred gods with special function artifacts took out their own artifacts at the same time, and used different methods to inhale the black qi floating in the air into the artifact.

However, their movements were cautious, and they didn't dare to suck more at all, and the weight absorbed by more than 100 people combined was even inferior to Xiao Wenbing alone.

Feng Baiyi waved his hands, and the Heavenly Thunder Divine Sword appeared in his slender hand, turning into a big black ball in the blink of an eye.

This large ball is like a bottomless black hole, inhaling a large amount of black smoke around it.

Zhang Yaqi is not inferior, the Qiankun circle emits ten thousand colored clouds, after each colored glow, there must be a trace of black gas, although these black gases seem to have wisdom and struggle desperately, but with the efforts of Xiao Wenbing and others, they are still swept by nearly half of them.

However, it was only half of it, because the remaining black qi had been re-condensed and turned into an ancestor of the dark gods.

Xiao Wenbing was secretly shocked in his heart, this old guy is really not an easy person, and at this point, he still can't reduce it.

The Eight Thousand Divine Sword was already a housekeeping skill that he could come up with, but such a powerful power could not destroy the Ancestor of the Dark God, so Xiao Wenbing and the others were really powerless.

Fortunately, while this demon was shattered, he absorbed about half of his energy, causing him to fall into an extremely weak state at the moment.

At this moment, with the eight thousand divine swords in Xiao Wenbing's hand and the help of Zhang and Feng, even if he can't kill him, he will definitely not be at a disadvantage.

Sure enough, after the Ancestor of the Dark God revealed his true nature, he did not retaliate immediately, but looked at Xiao Wenbing with a look full of resentment, and gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you say that there are only five thousand divine swords, how can it become eight thousand?"

Xiao Wenbing spread his hands helplessly and said, "Senior, why are you so naïve, you even believe the words of the enemy?"

The Ancestor of the Dark God almost spurted out a mouthful of black blood, pointed at Xiao Wenbing, and said, "You...... You, you are despicable and shameless, what kind of god is this?"

The ancient gods, although they are not pure gentlemen, but every god is a man of his word, how can there be such a person as Xiao Wenbing, who is open-mouthed and deliberately deceives.

Xiao Wenbing slowly retracted the smile on his face and said, "What the seniors said is right, the juniors will tell the truth, after years of cultivation, I have refined ten thousand divine swords, please ask the seniors for guidance." ”

The Ancestor of the Dark God's face suddenly became extremely exciting, and it was obvious that he knew very well about the power of the Ten Thousand Divine Swords.

"You...... Really refined ten thousand divine swords?"

Xiao Wenbing had an unfathomable smile on his face, slowly commanding the flying sword in the air, and constantly posing in various shapes.

The Ancestor of the Dark God took a deep breath, although he had been suppressed for many years and suffered a big loss as soon as he came out, his sanity was still there. Knowing that if Xiao Wenbing really condensed ten thousand divine swords, then he would definitely not be an opponent, and the only thing to consider was how to escape.

Countless points of light continued to rotate in the air, and the Ancestor of the Dark God carefully observed the number of these points of light.

Although these points of light flew around in the air, sometimes and sometimes scattered, the total number did not increase.

The Ancestor of the Dark God was suspicious in his heart, although he knew that the best way was to leave this moment as soon as possible, and wait until he slowly cultivated and recovered his full strength, and then he could take revenge, but he was unwilling to leave like this.

Suddenly, those points of light began to split, and the spirit of the Dark God Ancestor suddenly became very tense, and his feet were ready to retreat. But the next moment, he immediately realized that it was just a false alarm, it turned out that although Xiao Wenbing separated the points of light, the power in them remained the same, and those scattered points of light were just some phantoms.

He was angry in his heart, and was about to scold, when suddenly there was a warning in his heart, and he was about to escape, when there was a light above his head, and the five thunders that Feng Baiyi had been preparing for a long time had smashed down mercilessly.

Feng Baiyi's five thunder blasts were extremely powerful, and they were not inferior to Xiao Wenbing's eight thousand divine swords.

Where could the Ancestor of the Dark God, who was already weakened, bear it, and was once again scattered and turned into countless black gases, filling the air.

Xiao Wenbing flipped it in his hand, took out another jade tripod, and shouted softly: "Collect ......"

A few seconds later, half of the black qi in the air was missing again, and the momentum of the Dark God Ancestor that the other half had recondensed had weakened by at least seventy percent compared to when it first came out.

When all the dust settled, the Ancestor of the Dark God glared at Xiao Wenbing and the others weakly, and muttered, "You guys...... Lie to me again......"

Xiao Wenbing touched his nose and said with a smile: "Senior, just kidding, it's harmless, hehe......"

Hearing Xiao Wenbing's ridicule, the ancestor of the dark god was so angry that his eyes turned black, but he was also a reasonable master, knowing that the situation was stronger than people at the moment, and he could no longer compete with Xiao Wenbing and others.

The black on his body gradually faded, and his body slowly became transparent.

Xiao Wenbing's face changed slightly, and he suddenly found that in his perception, not only the color of the other party's body had changed, but even his breath had begun to change strangely. And it's getting thinner and thinner, as if the person is gradually disappearing.

"Senior, what are you doing?" asked Xiao Wenbing tentatively.

The Ancestor of the Dark God said coldly: "Boy, keep your eight thousand divine swords, Ancestor and I will come to get them later." ”

"Huh, you don't want to do it now?" Xiao Wenbing said with all his might.

If the Ancestor of the Dark God escapes, God knows what trouble will go. But obviously, this time the Ancestor of the Dark God was determined to eat the scales, and he didn't give Xiao Wenbing any chance at all.

"Haha......" With a burst of wild laughter, Xiao Wenbing and the others finally lost all the aura of the Dark God Ancestor.

Quietly, the field fell silent, whether it was the four kings of the underworld or the gods of the divine realm, they all had solemn faces.

Such an ending is undoubtedly undesirable for everyone, once they think that the old guy doesn't know how much bloody rain it will set off, everyone's hearts can't help but be heavy.

The Dragon King sighed and said, "Alas, if we had known this earlier, we might as well not come." ”

Lord Feng shook his head slightly, and said, "Even if I don't come today, this person will have to get out of trouble one day." ”

The big snake walked out with a shrunken head and asked, "Xiao Shenjun, what should I do now?"

"What should I do?" Xiao Wenbing glared at it, thought for a while, and said, "The only way to do it now is to ask the Lonely Divine Monarch or the Turtle Divine Monarch to make a move." ”

"Will they do it?"

"I ...... Huh?" Xiao Wenbing suddenly stopped and looked at the pile of rubble.

Everyone noticed something was wrong, and following his gaze, a continuous flickering light suddenly came out from the pile of rubble, and in that light, a huge figure appeared.

As the figure appeared, a loud snoring sound reached everyone's ears.

"Old turtle?" Xiao Wenbing was overjoyed, why did this old guy appear?

A figure appeared on the sleeping old turtle [***], it was the turtle shell that had become a god, he greeted Xiao Wenbing with a smile, and then kicked the old turtle's head hard, and said, "The master wakes up, ......"

The old turtle yawned, tried to open his eyes, and asked, "What is the matter, old man?"

Suddenly, a faint cry came from under the old turtle: "Lazy turtle, get up quickly, you have suppressed me." ”

Xiao Wenbing was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately shouted: "Senior, under you is the ancestor of the Dark God, hurry up and cut him down......"

The old turtle was stunned, looked around, and finally woke up and said with a smile: "I see." ”

It slowly scrambled to its feet, and there was a black smoke that had been flattened like a sheet of tissue paper. After the turtle god left, the black smoke wriggled a few times, and then turned into the body of the ancestor of the dark god.

"Old tortoise, haven't you left this world, why are you still here?" scolded the Ancestor of the Dark God.

"I can't be blamed for that. The old turtle said innocently: "Those guys agreed to leave, but they said that they would leave one person to watch you, and they couldn't let you destroy this world, so they deliberately left while I was sleeping, and left a mark on my body, as long as you get out of trouble, I will be teleported here." ”

"You...... You idiot. The Ancestor of the Dark God said angrily.

"Hey, hey. The old turtle laughed twice and said, "Old friend, I'm tired again." ”

"Won't you go to sleep when you're tired? ”

"Yes, but before I go to bed, I have to seal you away. ”

"Oh, no......" the Ancestor of the Dark God roared, turning into the wind and fleeing.

However, his mana was already extremely weak, and he was no match for the Turtle Divine Monarch at all, and with a wave of his hand, he was once again sealed into the rubble pile.

"Dead turtle, when I go out, I must stew you......"

The old turtle stretched out his hand, and the pile of rubble suddenly began to condense, and gradually, a tall altar reappeared. As the altar continued to take shape, the voice of the Ancestor of the Dark God became lower and lower, and gradually disappeared.

Xiao Wenbing stepped forward with a smile, saluted the old turtle, and said, "The predecessor is really a good skill, even this ancestor of the dark god was easily taken down by you." ”

The old turtle laughed and said, "You kid is not bad, it's not bad to weaken him so far." He glanced at Xiao Wenbing, and suddenly said strangely: "Huh, you have actually refined eight thousand divine swords, which is amazing." ”

Xiao Wenbing's face was slightly red, and he said, "It's not even 10,000, it's nothing." ”

The Turtle Divine Monarch snorted and said, "Ten thousand, if you really refine ten thousand divine swords, then even I may not be your opponent." ”

"Seniors have won awards. Xiao Wenbing smiled awkwardly and said, "The more you go to the back of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique, the more difficult it is to cultivate, and the younger generation wants to condense the Ten Thousand Divine Swords, but I really don't know how much time it will take?"

"That's right. The Turtle Divine Monarch thought for a moment and said, "Unless you can absorb the divine power accumulated over countless billions of years in the Divine Realm, it is indeed impossible to refine the last two thousand divine swords. ”

Xiao Wenbing's eyes lit up, and he asked hurriedly, "Senior, what did you just say?"

"Yes, after countless billions of years of accumulation, the Divine Realm has condensed boundless divine power, if you absorb these divine powers, you may be able to make up for the last two thousand divine swords of yours. The old turtle looked up to the sky and yawned loudly, and said, "But there are too many gods in the divine realm, and it is impossible for you to absorb so much divine power alone." ”

Xiao Wenbing was silent, but the countless thoughts in his heart were spinning like a horse.

The Turtle Divine Monarch didn't stay here for long, and he didn't even talk to the four clans of the underworld, but just yawned again, broke through the space, and left directly.

Xiao Wenbing silently said goodbye to the giant who had recovered with the help of Pan Tao and left the forbidden land.

Along the way, Zhang, Feng, and Ernu retracted the wall of chaos they had laid, and separated from the four clans of the underworld and came to the Heavenly Thunder Forbidden Land.

Xiao Wenbing's spirit was naturally unable to hide from the two of them, so he took a loophole, and Zhang Yaqi asked quietly, "Wenbing, what's wrong with you?"

"I ......" Xiao Wenbing raised his head, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "Yaqi, let's go back." ”

"Where to go?"

"The Divine Realm. ”

Zhang Yaqi looked at him quietly and asked slowly, "You, decided?"

"Yes, I decided ......"

(To be continued)