Zhao Zilong looked at the Chaoshen Path not far away, his face changed light and dark, he had been to this place six times, and this was the last time.

She closed her eyes, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then tightened her palm, holding the Seven Kills, while her body was shining with silver light, and the patterns that were originally carved on her skin quietly floated, and finally turned into a set of delicate and elegant Yinglan clothes.

Zhao Yun was a little dumbfounded, this documentary was even connected to the scene he saw when he was fighting for the Seven Killing Dragon Spear in the Treasure Pavilion of Suifeng Academy, he felt that this was a big conspiracy at the beginning, because Zhao Zilong hundreds of millions of years ago was actually wearing a modern Yinglan costume.

However, at this time, as if to give him an answer, he not only saw Zhao Zilong wearing an English costume, but also saw how she wore an English costume, and even knew why she wore an English costume.

Because in his ears, Zhao Zilong's self-talk came:

"I haven't worn this sacrificial dress for a long time. Hehe, when I hit it before, I found that the gods of the human race love to wear it, and many people from other races wear it, but here we have one piece for everyone, and it can only be worn when worshipping the gods. ”

"Hehe, sacrifice to the gods, I will wear it today and give you a good sacrifice!"

As she spoke, she carefully examined the English suit on her body, pulled the hem of her dress, smoothed out the wrinkles, and patted the dust off her riding boots on her feet.

"The clothes are good-looking clothes, but they don't fit my shoes, but my first five lives were all fighting on horses before I woke up, how can I lose these riding boots, although they are nondescript......"

She stood up, muttered to herself for a moment, waited for the dragon spear in her hand to light up, and then strode out, and continued to say:

"Well, it's not decent!"

Stride, raise a gun, rubble a stone monument.

Everything was as Zhao Yun had seen at the beginning, but at that time he stopped at the ultraviolet god, but now he was enough to follow him all the way.

The path to the gods is very long and very high, the pavilions and pavilions are numerous, there are statues of the gods guarding the gods in ten steps, hundreds of steps, thousands of steps, Zhao Zilong climbs the steps, the spear shines, it is like entering the realm of no one, all the way to the sky, and the blood does not stain the clothes.

Zhao Yun exclaimed, Zhao Zilong was really too strong, when she stepped on the Path to the Gods, she was only a God King, although she was not weaker than an ordinary first-time God Emperor, but she was still a God King, and when she stepped on half of the Divine Path, she was already a God Emperor.

Finally, she took one step, the idol behind her turned to ashes, and in front of her there was a glimpse of light, and a vast and huge world appeared, which was the divine realm.

Zhao Zilong appeared at the entrance of the Divine Realm, with a sneer on her face, her white Yinglan suit hunting and flying in the wind, and her delicate little shirt and trousers showed off her proud figure.

In front of her eyes, five huge figures stood up to the sky, they were the five god emperors of the god realm, the god of light, the god of dragons, the god of beasts, the god of giants, and the god of space.

Zhao Zilong had already expected that this ascension would not be easy, but she didn't expect it to be such a grand occasion, but she had a sarcastic smile on her face, because she saw that in front of the five giants, there were countless gods, all of them, forming a phalanx, murderous.

The idols on the Path to the Gods are actually projections, because they are limited by the will of the Iron Egg Star, so although Zhao Zilong has killed all the way, the opponent is actually not strong, but it must have alarmed the gods of the God Realm.

So she knew that there would be a great enemy waiting for her, but she didn't expect such a Qi person.

This battle can be said to be unprecedented, and she said mockingly: "I'm flattered to bother the five god emperors to wait here and give such a big scene." ”

"Zhao Zilong, you are here on behalf of the Nether Realm, for the Heavenly Dao, we will naturally welcome you well, these are the leaders of our God Realm, they are very excited about your arrival, and they are ready to get close to you. ”

The god of light took over the conversation, speaking in a harmonious manner, but as his words fell, the phalanx on the ground echoed loudly, shouting "dear" in unison, and at the same time, they took a step forward with a brush, and the divine power rippled and excited, so that the heavens and the earth shook together, and the terrible power fell from the sky.

Zhao Zilong's eyes condensed slightly, these phalanxes are not simple. Rainbow Literature Network

She was born in a horse, so she naturally knows the method of military formation, but the military formation of Iron Egg Star is worse than the ones in front of her.

Not to mention that the strength of the individual is all god-level, the true god is the base, the god official is co-ordinated, and the god king is in charge, it is the arrangement of these military formations, and the surging divine power can know how terrible its increase is.

Not only that, Zhao Zilong's phoenix eyes swept over, and he knew that these military formations were nested layer by layer, large arrays, small arrays, attack formations, defensive formations, auxiliary formations, and arrays echoing each other, which could emit an incalculable effect.

Thinking of this, her face was serious, and the momentum of the God Emperor surged, colliding with the momentum of the opponent's military formation.

With a bang, the void shook, and Zhao Zilong didn't move at all, but in the army of the God Realm, some gods with the lowest cultivation actually spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the morale of the military array suddenly weakened a little.

Seeing this, the God of Light asked a question in his grand voice, and wisps of divine power spread out in the air, blocking Zhao Zilong's momentum:

"Fellow warriors, Zhao Zilong is a powerhouse in the Nether Realm, are you willing to see her specialize in beauty before our God Realm leader?"

"I don't want to!"

"Are you willing to let her look down on us, and when she goes back, she brags to the believers in the lower realm that the gods of my god realm don't even dare to fight?"

"I don't want to!"

"Are you willing to bear the curses of the old and young behind you, and say that our iron bones are greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"I don't want to!"

There were 100,000 troops and 100 phalanxes, three voices were unwilling, one was higher than one voice, one step forward, and three steps were taken after three sounds, and the momentum was already like a rainbow, which was not much different from Zhao Zilong's God Emperor momentum.

The god of light looked at the inspired army with satisfaction, and at the same time secretly nodded to the beast god who was slowly fading the red light in his hand.

The god of space stood a few meters behind the god of light, a few meters relatively low, rolling his eyes in his heart blankly.

... These god emperor bosses, all of them are afraid of death, they are all worried that Zhao Zilong has some killer feature this time, and they don't dare to start the whole thing, now it's okay, the boss has a mouthpiece, the beast god is fanatical, these poor leeks can be cut...

Thinking in his heart, his face maintained humility and adoration, and at the same time, he did not forget his duties, and slowly arranged, imprisoning this large space.

Zhao Zilong sneered, she had already seen through the thoughts of the God Emperors, but she had no choice, since the other party was already waiting for him, she couldn't just hug her fists and say sorry for the interruption and turn around and leave.

So, you can only fight.

Moreover, the military appearance of the god army in front of him is solemn, there is no doubt that it is a strong army, Zhao Zilong has been fighting horses for several generations, and he can't help but see the hunting heart, and wants to try the other party's quality.

In the whole scene, the battle was about to break out, and perhaps only Zhao Yun, who was a bystander, was scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously, eager for Zhao Zilong to turn around and run.

But Zhao Zilong didn't run, she tattooed a horse, and a divine horse was formed under her crotch, with a high head and a wide back and snow-white hair, and as soon as she appeared, she raised her head and neighed, shaking the clouds in the air and shattering, almost showing the outline of a dog's head.

Where is this horse neighing, it is clearly a dragon chanting!

Zhao Zilong picked up the gun and got on the horse, the void pattern behind her loomed, like a hideous giant face, she sat on the horse, shouted "frame" in her mouth, and then came out of the horse and rushed straight to the phalanx.