One-third of the 100,000 years have passed since the beginning of the Die Chronicle battlefield.

The 60 million middle-level Taoist gods who entered the battlefield of Dieji together have already fallen by almost half, which shows the fierce fighting in Dieji.

At present, the stable space in the Blood-red Universe, which is comparable to the second floor of the Ancient Treasure Pavilion of the Ancient Gods Clan, is already full of holes.

Looking around, I don’t know how many huge Chaos divine stars have turned into pieces, and the divine blood mixed in the ruins have solidified.

At this moment, a fierce battle was breaking out in a certain area of ​​the Dieji battlefield. Amid the falling divine light, a embarrassed figure rose into the air, teleporting continuously, fleeing towards the distance.

Looking closely, this creature is half human and half crocodile, but it is very handsome, has fair face, and has the blood of ancient gods.

He was surrounded by the blood of ancient gods, and the four chaotic paths he inherited.

Among them, the devil and deprived of both have entered level 3. He is quite powerful, but he is covered in scars and severely injured, and his divine body is almost exhausted.

He is Li Zhenchuan, a disciple of Che Yuanhou.

boom!

At this moment, the blood-red universe in front of Li Zhenchuan suddenly shook.

A terrifying aura was rising, like the vast sea of ​​ups and downs, turning into a Taoist divine formation pattern, drowned in this direction.

"Damn it!"

Li Zhenchuan's expression changed drastically, and he was madly activating his super Taoist magical powers, but he was still overwhelmed by this terrifying aura.

Puff!

He was shaken away, his divine body exploded directly, and the purple blood mist rose up, sprinkling a piece of flesh and blood.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

And directly in front of Li Zhenchuan, more than a hundred figures appeared. They all had bad expressions and blocked Li Zhenchuan.

"Are you still caught up?"

Li Zhenchuan stopped in a panic and quickly reshape his divine body. Looking at the hundreds of creatures in front of him, he immediately clenched his fists, his face full of resentment.

Five hundred years ago.

In the battlefield of the Die Chronicle, those median Taoist gods who were against the heavens joined forces to force Xiao Ye to appear and started a bloody blow to the disciples of the ancient gods.

The bloodline of the ancient gods is certainly the top bloodline in the Chaos World.

But there are too many great enemies and the strong are rising together, which makes the ancient god disciples who enter the battlefield of the Die Chronicle suffer extremely heavy losses, which is like a nightmare.

For example, his team of ancient gods was slaughtered to the point where he was the only one left, and even Blade fell.

"I also think how strong the bloodline of the ancient god is. As a result, it seems that it is just that. If you have the bloodline of the ancient god, you can only become a dog that is stranded."

"The Reincarnation of the Dianqi, the ancient gods are declining, and the bloodline of the ancient gods may be completely destroyed."

The masters of these hundred figures all have beast bodies, and are disciples of the God of Power, and their strength is extraordinary.

The five disciples of the Power God led by the leadership had a deep understanding of the Chaos Dao and were all qualified to attack the superior Taoist God Realm. At this moment, they all sneered and surrounded Li Zhenchuan.

"Ha ha!"

"My strength is nothing in the ancient god clan. If you hurt me, do you think you can despise our ancient god disciples?"

"When Xiao Ye of our ancient gods tribe used to slaughter two million Taoist gods, why didn't you jump out to show off your might?"

Li Zhenchuan laughed furiously, his handsome face twisted.

The God of Wildness can only be ranked in the middle among the ninety-ninety-eighty-type innate gods. Now these disciples of the God of Wildness are actually despising the ancient god clan?

"Xiao Ye?"

"He, a turtle, has been hiding for tens of thousands of years, and it is not worth mentioning at all!"

When Li Zhenchuan's words came out, it seemed as if he had violated the taboos of these disciples of the God of Power. Each of them had a gloomy expression and a huge murderous aura.

At this moment, the terrifying divine power was rising, rising from these hundred disciples of the God of Power, ready to fight towards Li Zhenchuan.

"Haha, since you can't escape today, it's better to go crazy and let you know that the reputation of our ancient gods clan is not to be humiliated!"

Li Zhenchuan's divine nature also seemed to be burning, ready to fight to the death.

"Turning turtle?"

"Not worth mentioning?"

At this moment, the world changed in color, and cold words came out, with terrifying fluctuations.

When each word is pronounced, the divine bodies of these hundred disciples of the God of Power will tremble, and the divine power bursting out from their bodies will be suppressed for several points.

When these cold words fell completely, the hundred disciples of the Power God seemed to be fixed in place, with divine power on their bodies sluggish, and even the surging divine power of the Tao was suppressed.

They looked down in horror. At some point, there were a series of divine chains transformed by purple lights, densely packed, entangling their bodies and imprisoning their Tao and Dharma.

"Is this..."

At this moment, the hundred disciples of the Power God looked in the sound and saw a tall figure appearing silently in the scene.

He was black-clothed and black-haired, and tall. He was a human man. He did not exude any divine power, but in the eyes of hundreds of disciples of the God of Hell, their pupils contracted violently.

"Xiao...Xiao Ye?"

Li Zhenchuan, who was about to fight desperately, couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the man.

The initiator who caused the turmoil in the Diescent battlefield actually appeared on his own initiative.

"Xiao Ye appears, escape quickly and inform other clans of the heaven-refusing middle-level Taoist gods!"

All the hundreds of disciples of the God of Power were frightened and wanted to escape, but their divine bodies were spasming.

Under the imprisonment of the purple divine chain, they could not even take steps.

"I don't even have the courage to fight against the enemy, and I dare to argue that I am a turtle with a headscared? It's ridiculous!"

Xiao Ye was too lazy to see these disciples of the God of Power. Just waved his palm and suddenly there was purple light everywhere in the sky.

Saw!

At this moment, the purple divine chains on the bodies of the hundred disciples of the God of Power contracted inward, twisting their bodies and divine characters into pieces.

In just a blink of an eye, all the disciples of the God of Power fell!

This scene made Li Zhenchuan stunned and couldn't help but shivering.

In the past, when he was in the Land of Destiny, he could still fight Xiao Ye, but now he is hard to beat.

Xiao Ye is becoming more and more unfathomable.

"Xiao Ye, once the news of your appearance comes out, all the heaven-level middle-level Taoist gods in the Dieji battlefield may be coming..."

Li Zhenchuan came to his senses and quickly reminded him.

At this time, the grudges between him and Xiao Ye in the past were already insignificant.

"Don't wait for the news to spread. Maybe I will go to find them in person to see how many fellow disciples of the same sect have fallen over the years. Even the only disciples of the Lishen dare to despise our ancient god clan."

Xiao Ye directly raised his hand to interrupt Li Zhenchuan's kind reminder.

After leaving Li Zhenchuan with a thousand high-level Chaos Stones, he did not hide his traces and went straight across the sky.

"Xiao Ye, what are you going to do..."
Chapter completed!