Ye Feng was torn apart again and again and reunited again and again.

The army of hundreds of millions of ancient heroic spirits behind him also suffered heavy losses. After the first wave of attacks, more than eight million were lost.

However, they are not afraid of death.

Coupled with the billions of other armies of ancient heroic spirits that have not yet recognized their masters, countless powerful men are like a torrent, quickly drowning the gods and evil gods of other worlds.

Under the overwhelming numerical superiority, the ancient heroic army paid the price of losing 1.8 billion troops, and finally swept across the dusk battlefield.

Half an hour later.

Ye Feng stood high in the sky, the sword domain on his body was stronger than before. He looked at the head of the evil god opposite with an indifferent expression.

At this moment, he was the only one left in the entire army of evil gods.

"Die!"

Ye Feng waved his hand gently.

A ray of sword light cut off the evil god's head.

Since then, only the army of ancient heroes led by Ye Feng remained in the entire dusk battlefield.

And they are also the final winners.

This war has also come to an end.

"Ding! Congratulations to the army of ancient heroic spirits for defeating many and sweeping the gods, successfully creating a Ragnarok, and receiving an additional 10,000 world energy movements as a reward!"

The ancient vicissitudes of voice sounded.

next moment.

One hundred scrolls fell down and slowly unfolded.

All kinds of luck are in it!

Ye Feng looked at this object and his smile gradually became arrogant.

As for people from all walks of life, they are envious, jealous and hateful.

【Happy National day!】

? ?Thanks to "404°(???)?" for the 200 book coins reward, and thanks to "Fu" for the 1666 book coins reward. We will continue tomorrow!

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Chapter completed!