The god stick asked a few questions in one breath, and the patronus was speechless.

"These things, I'm afraid you can only get answers if you question the Five Emperors face to face. The Guardian Spirit looked at the Divine Stick and sneered, "Who do you think can have this qualification in the Three Realms?

"Of course I can't. The god stick shook his head and asked rhetorically: "But this life is not weaker than the prosperity of the primeval era, there are many peerless Tianjiao, and many primeval powerhouses have also awakened in this life, and the same is true of the Origin Heavenly Demon, do you think this is just a coincidence?"

The Patronus frowned and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Shen Stick said: "I always feel that someone is playing a game of chess, a big game of chess! You and I are just an inconspicuous piece in this game of chess." Looking back, the war of gods and demons has been fought for 100,000 years, but now that the Origin Heavenly Demon has shown signs of resurrection, what is the significance of the war of gods and demons?"

"......What if," the god stick looked extremely solemn, and said slowly: "I mean, what if, the battle of gods and demons and the catastrophe of the heavenly realm are just two gamers' own moves?

The Guardian Spirit was shocked, and felt an inexplicable chill rushing up from his back, and said categorically: "This is impossible, who is qualified in the Three Realms? Who can have such a big deal? No one understands the Three Thousand Great Dao and Eight Hundred Side Gates, the Tao of Destiny is ethereal, and no one has attained the Dao, who can manipulate the fate of the common people? This is impossible!"

The god stick also shrugged his shoulders, regained his casual posture, and said, "I also know that it is unlikely, ten thousand years, just think about it." ”

The patron god's expression was uncertain, and the words of the god stick still cast a haze on his heart.

After half a ring, the Patronus shook his head, as if he wanted to distract himself, and said in a deep voice, "You haven't replied to what I said just now. ”

"Do you want a truce?, okay, release all your eighteen hell people!" said the god stick.

"Impossible!"

The Patron Spirit shook his head and said, "If I let them go, it will be equivalent to teaching him the Great Dao, hum, don't even think about this kind of thing!"

"Then let's see how long you can survive!" said casually, spreading his hands.

The god stick patted the deity on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, let's go back, and come back to him in a few years!"

After saying that, the two of them went directly into the nameless stone block and disappeared in place.

The nameless stone fell down the stone steps, and no one paid attention to it.

The Patronus stood in place, his face ugly, his eyes staring at the nameless stone for a while, and he was speechless.

A cold wind blew, and the figure of the Patronus vanished.

When many guards heard this conversation, their hearts were extremely shocked, and those heavenly secrets were still second to them.

The most important thing is that they heard one thing, the patron saint asked for peace, but the other party did not agree!

......

The deity's harvest this time is even greater than the harvest of the previous two times combined!

Not to mention taking away more than 300 avenues, he also took back the Burial Heaven Spear and the Heavenly Punishment Bow, which is also a great achievement.

By this time, the deity had already plundered more than 700 avenues from the guardian spirit, plus more than 100 of his own comprehension, his own avenues had reached more than 800, and with the addition of 800 side gates, the power of the realm of the Sword God Pure Land had begun to take shape.

Although it is still no match for the Patronus, with the help of the umbrella covering the sky and the mysterious broken sword, it will not be as defeated as the wolf bèi at the beginning.

......

Another twenty years have passed.

It has been one hundred and ten years since the deity came to the forsaken land.

And this year, it is the Divine City Conference that is held every thousand years in the Forsaken Land, and all 33 cities have to participate, first, to solve the grievances between the cities under the auspices of Shura City, second, to re-estimate and rank the strength of each city, and third, to see if anyone in each city can add a peerless divine soldier, or a peerless divine general.

Originally, Shura City had carefully prepared for this Divine City Conference for hundreds of years, waiting for the blood-haired Shura to be crowned peerless under the condition of attracting worldwide attention.

But now, a qiē has also come to naught.

In any case, the Divine City Conference still has to be held, and the Blood-Haired Shura died unexplained, and he may get some clues at the Divine City Conference.

Moreover, Shura City has targeted the Gongsun royal family, and after a hundred years of investigation, the Shura clan found that Gongsun Yan also disappeared at the same time a hundred years ago!

This means that Gongsun Yan is very likely to have participated in the trip to the Purple Mansion Immortal Pavilion.

And the Gongsun royal family is very secretive about this matter, that is to say, Gongsun Yan may still be alive!

If Gongsun Yan was already dead, the reaction of the Gongsun royal family should be similar to that of Shura City, and they were furious and searched for the murderer.

Today's qiē points to vaguely prove that Gongsun Yan is related to the death of the blood-haired Shura!

Moreover, Gongsun Yan does have the conditions to kill the blood-haired Shura, the immortal golden body is not in vain, if it is in a dangerous place like the Purple Mansion Immortal Pavilion, it is very possible to kill the blood-haired Shura.

There are also Wasteland City and Wang Shatter City in the border land, which are also a little weird, and I have to find an opportunity to question them at the Divine City Conference.

......

At this time, in the depths of the Netherworld, in a magnificent palace, there were bursts of roars of unwillingness.

Gongsun Yan's face was hideous, looking at the teleportation array composed of five-colored stones under his feet, he trembled with anger, and said in a cold voice: "Why! Why! It is also your heir, who has inherited your bloodline, why do you want to be so eccentric!"

In the center of this teleportation array, a large amount of immortal golden body blood flowed from Gongsun Yan, but the teleportation array did not react.

Entering from this teleportation array is the true core of this palace.

For a hundred years, Gongsun Yan has always wandered on the periphery.

"If you don't let me in, my Gongsun Yan won't be able to enter?Emperor Xuanyuan, you may never have imagined that I would discover the inheritance here one step ahead of that Five Elements Body!"

"Only my Gongsun Yan knows the secret here in this world, and according to the calculation of time, the body of the five elements should have come to the abandoned land! Since you are biased, don't blame me for being ruthless!hahahaha!"

Gongsun Yan smiled arrogantly, staring at the outside of the palace with faint eyes, and said slowly: "I'm afraid the Divine City Conference is about to start, and when the time comes, I will make the matter of the Purple Mansion Immortal Pavilion public, and the attention of all the heavenly gods will be attracted to the past." And I will bring that body of the five elements here to receive the true inheritance!"

"Doesn't it take his bloodline to activate, okay, when the time comes, I'll drain his blood and let him watch me take away his inheritance!"

Gongsun Yan's figure flashed, left the palace, stood outside and looked at the extremely dark Netherworld, and said: "People are not for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed, although they are also clansmen, but don't blame me for being ruthless!"

PS: I only updated two chapters yesterday, so I'm sorry. Sudden gastrointestinal cold, vomiting and diarrhea, going to the hospital in the middle of the night to hang water, tossing until the early hours of the morning to come back, uncomfortable and nauseous, drinking some water and vomiting, I really can't write. I haven't eaten since noon yesterday, and now I'm top-heavy, but it's much stronger than last night, and the old knife tries to update the four chapters as much as possible to make up for yesterday.