Chapter 392 The Arrival of Ximen

The first war between gods and demons, no, maybe it should be called the division of the gods. A group of gods led by Pluto rebelled out of the kingdom and fought a divine war with the gods led by the gods of war that lasted for more than 3 million years. In this battle, countless gods fell, lost their lives, their souls scattered and disappeared.

This battle caused the sky to crack, and finally ended with the death of the God of War and the serious injury of Pluto, leaving a devastated and dilapidated world. After more than 300 epochs of rest and recuperation, the world recovered and gave birth to new life.

The Second War of Gods and Demons can actually be called the Battle of Heaven. In this battle, a strong and terrible race rises between heaven and earth, claiming to be one of the heavenly clans, which is powerful enough to be comparable to the gods, the most powerful of which are the blue sky, the sky and the yellow sky.

This battle did not last as long as the first war between gods and demons, but it was more intense than the first time.

After the heavenly clan paid an unimaginable price, the kingdom of the gods almost collapsed, and more than 60% of the gods fell in that battle.

Among them, the giants such as the blue sky, the sky, the yellow sky, the Pluto, the god of light and so on all fell, leaving only some of the remnant souls sleeping in heaven and earth.

After the second battle between gods and demons, because all the gods and demons suffered unimaginable heavy losses, the civilization between heaven and earth ushered in a period of truly rapid development.

This is a real golden era dominated by science and technology, supplemented by monks. This civilization is dominated by the human race. When science and technology reached its peak, the human race has even touched the kingdom of the gods and the underworld created by Pluto.

The story has been said for nine days, and this is the case when it reaches Jiuyou.

At this time, the Third War of Gods and Demons broke out.

The Third War of Gods and Demons is no longer a simple war between gods and demons, because in order to obtain the space for survival, they cannot let these gods and demons destroy their homes on which they live.

This time, the weak heavenly race formed an alliance with the human race and launched a vigorous war to defend its homeland under the leadership of Qingtian.

Compared with the previous two times, the result this time was much better. The last few parties signed an agreement to create a fairyland for 33 days with the joint efforts of the gods and demons, and the gods promised to teach the human race the method of cultivation.

Since then, human beings have finally had a chance to reach a real peak, but it has also laid the root of disaster for the near extinction in the future.

The magic skills taught by the gods are flawed. After practicing the magic skills, countless human wizards either lose their human nature or become monsters that can only kill.

The human race, which had not completely recovered from the war, almost suffered from extinction. Without the help of the heavenly race, the human race would have been completely destroyed from history.

But the gods miscalculated. They didn't expect that someone from the heavenly race could help the human race improve their skills. After more and more strong people emerged from the human race, the gods were finally uneasy.

From this, the Fourth War of Gods and Demons broke out...

Ye Feng, who shuttled through the long river of time and space, looked at the scene in front of him in a dashed, and somehow burst into tears.

Hongjun, Fuxi, Nuwa, the three emperors and five emperors, Kuafu, Chiyou...

Familiar names echoed in his mind. Ye Feng finally knew where the ancestors who had been praised for hundreds of generations had gone, and he also knew the truth of the war between Gonggong and Zhu Rong.

Everything is to open the road to God and enter the battlefield of gods and demons.

Ye Feng finally understood why Pluto would welcome the return of his mother at all costs, because the fifth god and demon war has continued until now, and it has reached the moment of real decisive battle.

After five wars of gods and demons, this world has long been full of holes. If no one can stop this war and wait for the only way for all sentient beings to perish.

What Ye Feng did not notice was that in the process of traveling through the long river of time, his strength was growing at an incredible speed, and his divine character was transforming at a jaw-dropping speed.

The seven deadly sins, with the help of Pluto, Ye Feng doesn't need to worry at all.

Boom!

The roar in his mind finally made Ye Feng recover from the shock, but Ye Feng's face showed an incredible look.

"Congratulations." Pluto, who took Ye Feng's arm, looked at Ye Feng with relief, "It's worthy of being the selected person. It can really accommodate so many divine power."

Puff!

Ye Feng suddenly knelt on his knees and knocked three times to Pluto heavily. He knelt down very heavily, and even with waves with the long river of time and space.

"Go ahead, that's all I can do for you. The rest is up to you." Pluto waved his hand and stared at Ye Feng with great satisfaction, as if he were staring at his child.

There is some gratitude that can't be expressed in words, so even if Ye Feng has burst into tears at this moment, he has not cried.

Ye Feng, who slowly got up with the help of Pluto, was firm in his eyes, emitting a palpitating hot light like a scorching sun.

"Go ahead. After finishing the worldly things, follow me to the battlefield of gods and demons to welcome my mother's return." Patting Ye Feng's shoulder, Pluto's figure dissipated in front of Ye Feng like a blister.

A smile appeared at the corners of Ye Feng's mouth, knowing that it was just an incarnation of Pluto.

Looking back, Ye Feng looked uncertain, and the scene in front of him was a true portrayal of the past. In his opinion, this was a bloody and tearful history of the human race.

In order for the human race to survive in this world, too many ancestors have embarked on that blood-stained road, and several of them can come back.

The answer is no. As long as the gods still exist in this world, those ancestors will never come back.

And this time it was Ye Feng who was selected, and he was about to embark on the road of no return.

Ye Feng, who sighed softly, had a touch of melancholy on his face. Looking at the scene in front of him, there was a cold arc at the corners of his mouth.

Murong Qinghui, your ambition is really extraordinary. It's really difficult not to kill you if you want to destroy the foundation of the human race.

Bum!

He stepped lightly on his toes, and Ye Feng's figure went down the long river of time and space, but he returned to reality in a moment.

glanced at the starry sky indifferently, and the trembling sword of judgment finally reappeared in the world at this moment.

click!

Boom!

Under the concentration of divine power, the sword of the adjudication burst out a very strange light, reflecting Ye Feng's face, which was uncertain and murderous.

At the moment when Ye Feng pulled out the sword of adjudication without hesitation, Murong Qinghui, who was in the upper world, suddenly jumped wildly, and a feeling of great trouble suddenly enveloped his whole body.

"Impossible, this is the sword of adjudication. How can the sword of adjudication appear in the world? It is impossible, absolutely impossible!" Murong Qinghui suddenly seemed to be crazy. Under the outbreak of true anger, his retreat suddenly collapsed.

The loud sound echoed between heaven and earth. Murong Qinghui rose to the sky and went straight to the direction of the breath of the sword of judgment. He would never allow the owner of the sword of judgment to have a chance to grow.

"Emperor, where do you want to go?" A warm and intoxicating voice sounded in his ear with irresistible charm, and Murong Qinghui's expression stiffened and turned around.

What appeared in front of Murong Qinghui was a face that he would never forget, because it was this person who made him have to close for more than 3,000 years, and he has only recovered from his injury today.

Ximen Mobei, this guy actually appeared at such a terrible time.

Murong Qinghui's trembling face was pale, and his eyes almost spewed fire. If his eyes could kill people, Ximen Mobei had already turned into ashes.

"Is it that you forgot the promise you made back then?" Murong Qinghui is a generation of emperors, a peerless hero, but he has regained his composure in a moment, staring at Ximen Mobei with a cold look, and does not hide his anger.

"Promise?" Ximen Mobei rolled his eyelids, reached out and pulled out his ears, blew and said disdain, "Who on earth did we break our promise first!"

As he spoke, a bright smile appeared on Ximen Mobei's face, and Murong Qinghui felt cold all over.

Since Ximen Mobei was able to escape from his control, he did not have absolute strength to do it. Because of this, he has not provoked this guy over the years.

Unexpectedly, when it came to an end, Ximen Mobei still came to the door, and it seemed that Murong Qinghui did not keep his promise first.

Murong Qinghui, who thought of this, simply stared at Ximen Mobei with bright eyes, "It seems that you must stop me today."

"It's not to stop you, but to kill you." Slowly pulling out the long knife on his back, Ximen Mobei smiled coldly and flicked his fingers. "The magic knife has been silent for so many years. Let's open it with your blood!"

miso!

Between heaven and earth, the wind and clouds are surging, and the west gate has not yet come out of the knife. Heaven and earth have already sensed his domineering knife. The earth is trembling violently, and the void is trembling crazily.

The strength has reached the level of Ximen Mobei. Even the space rules of the upper world are comparable to the fairyland. Once you let go of the battle, there is a possibility of destruction.

In an instant, the momentum of Ximen Mobei changed greatly, like a peerless blade, as if even the sky could be broken.

The piercing knife spread all over his body, and Murong Qinghui's pupils suddenly contracted, showing a solemn color on his face. For many years, the strength of Ximen Mobei has not been able to enter such a situation.

However, the sword of the ruling is obviously more careful than Ximen Mobei.

Under the gaze of Ximen Mobei, one looked exactly like Murong Qinghui, but looked more domineering and more horrible came out of itself, glanced at Ximen Mobei indifferently, and then smiled coldly.

The two Murong Qinghui looked at each other, and then Murong Qinghui broke through the air like lightning, turned into a long rainbow and disappeared.

"This time, either you die or I die." Staring at the north of Ximen, Murong Qinghui's murder was unlimited.