In the depths of the palace of the gods, in a sea of scarlet blood, an upside-down pyramid rises and falls.

The top of the pyramid is extremely empty, except for a plain stone that looks a little abrupt.

Fifty years later, there was no anxiety on the face of the Patronus.

Fifty years was too ordinary for him, and it didn't leave much of a feeling on his long path of cultivation.

What's more, in the heart of the Patron Saint, the white-shirted monk of unknown origin was struck by a blood-colored iron chain, and either he had fallen, or it took fifty years, which was not enough for him to repair his injuries.

The Celestial Guards outside seemed to have forgotten that they had single-handedly broken into the Celestial Palace's palace fifty years ago, killing more than a hundred divine generals along the way, and finally fell to the white-shirted monk in the hands of the guardian god.

Like a flash in the pan, although beautiful, but short-lived.

However, just as many guards were patrolling, a trace of heart palpitations suddenly surged for no reason!

"Huh?"

Many of the Celestial Guards stopped at the same time, and looked sideways in the direction of the mountain, the residence of the guardian god.

"Buzz!"

A wave that made the hearts of all beings tremble and burst out on the top of the mountain!

"Click!"

With a loud bang, a large hole was pierced at the very top of the Heavenly God Palace by a stunning sword light!

The entire palace of the gods is crumbling!

Hundreds of Celestial Guards were shocked, and they were all stunned on the spot.

Although they didn't know what was going on in the depths of the Celestial Palace, a white figure flashed in everyone's minds at the same time.

Everyone knows that the man is back!

Above the inverted pyramid, the deity stood quietly, looking indifferently at the patron saint, his eyes already covered with a silver-gray light.

"Good, good, good!" The Guardian Spirit was still sitting in place, unmoving, but the killing power in his body was getting stronger and stronger, and he said coldly: "In fifty years, not only have you healed from your injuries, but you have also made a breakthrough!

The deity didn't say a word, holding a pitch-black long umbrella in the palm of his left hand, and suddenly there was a blue broken sword in his right palm!

Although he comprehended the power of the realm, the deity did not have any carelessness, and immediately held the umbrella covering the sky and the mysterious broken sword in his hand.

The last time I didn't use the Sky Umbrella and the Mysterious Broken Sword at the very beginning, it was because this was the deity's hidden hole card, and if the Guardian Spirit was not clear, it would definitely produce the best effect.

In fact, just as the deity expected, the umbrella covering the sky and the mysterious broken sword erupted at the same time, so that the deity escaped.

This time, however, it was different.

The Patron Deity already knew the means of the deity.

There was no fluke between the two, and a real head-to-head confrontation began.

The Guardian Spirit looked at the deity's actions, and suddenly laughed strangely: "Jie Jie, two ancient holy weapons, it's really rare! But you want to beat me with them, it's too naïve!"

"The owner of each of the ancient holy weapons back then was the most dazzling and dazzling person in the sky and on the earth, and you are also worthy of it!"

As soon as the guardian mythical sound fell, a pitch-black long stick suddenly flew out of his dantian.

The deity's eyes flashed, and he recognized the origin of this black stick, which was the weapon held by the martyr back then, and it was also a weapon to suppress the Valley of Silence.

"If you want to talk about the primeval holy weapon, hehe, I also have one!" The guardian saint didn't even move a finger, the black long stick just hung in the air, and said leisurely: "Do you know this weapon?"

As soon as the words fell, the anomaly suddenly changed!

Although the Guardian Spirit was still smiling, with him as the center, a blood-colored halo suddenly erupted in his body, almost coinciding with the sea of blood under him!

"Shura Blood Sea, die!" the patron saint's cold voice rang out in the empty palace of the gods.

Suddenly, the deity seemed to be in the Shura Hell, and the guardian god sat cross-legged in the sea of blood, and his blood was soaring, as if he had become the absolute master of this realm!

The change was sudden, and the Patronus' realm was completed almost instantaneously!

Although the use of the power of the realm can be blessed on the body and weapons, it is not as fast as this sudden explosion!

And the moment the patron saint threw out the black stick, it was expected that the deity must have lost his mind for a moment.

This momentary loss of consciousness is enough for the guardian god to completely suppress the deity!

But the next change made the patron saint's face change greatly, and he rose from the sea of blood with a bang!

From beginning to end, the guardian god thought that he could control the life and death of the deity, but the moment he saw this scene, the guardian god's mind suddenly lost his mind.

Suddenly, a blue field appeared out of thin air around the deity, and it was beautiful, like a fairyland!

A towering ancient tree, the branches and leaves are luxuriant, exude a strong vitality, there is a pool of clear water under the tree, crystal clear, dingdong spring ringing, the surrounding flowers and plants are fragrant, there is no dispute with the world, a silence and peace.

The sky was covered with a drizzle of blue, silky and silent, and a faint layer of smoke was shrouded in the entire field.

In the hazy smoke and rain, under the towering ancient tree, there was a white-shirted monk standing quietly, holding a pitch-black umbrella in his hand and a blue broken sword in his other hand.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth were silent, except for the sound of drizzling rain falling on the flowers and leaves.

The water droplets hang on the green branches and leaves, shining, shining by the light, gorgeous and colorful, as if reflecting a world.

The sea of blood of the guardian god was surging and rushing, roaring and domineering, but within this area, every qiē seemed extremely peaceful and peaceful.

This picture is imprinted in the eyes of the patron saint and becomes eternal!

Sword God Pure Land!

Purify all the hustle and bustle, all the evil, all the calamity, all the evil!

When a qiē power enters the Pure Land, it will become quiet and become an embellishment in the Pure Land!

Although the power of the guardian god's domain has faintly evolved into the power of the world, in an instant, the appearance of the sword god Pure Land still temporarily blocked the guardian god's Shura blood sea!

"How is that possible?" the Guardian Deity was shocked, and his long narrow eyes surged with an incredible gaze, and he lost his mind in an instant.

The moment he saw the black long stick, the deity was sure of one thing, Lie was indeed captured by the guardian spirit, and it is still unknown whether he was suppressed in the eighteenth layer of hell.

But this thought only flashed through the mind of the deity, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

At this time, if Lin Yi saw the black long stick, he would definitely be shocked, and he would do everything possible to test the guardian saint.

At this time, the guardian spirit burst out of the realm power of the Shura Blood Sea, and Lin Yi was caught off guard, and he was definitely going to be hit.

But although the deity and Lin Yi belong to the same origin, they have essential differences.

The deity is not disturbed by any external objects.

"It's actually the power of the realm!" the guardian god suddenly screamed, his eyes widened, and his voice even trembled slightly: "The realm formed by the power of a thousand avenues?

"No, no, most of them are not the Three Thousand Great Avenues, but the Eight Hundred Side Gates!" the Guardian Spirit immediately felt the difference in the realm of the deity.