Volume reading 1204
may have eternal life.
It is possible to have a try. "
Gu Changge closed his eyes, then sat cross-legged on the ground.
As his mind moved, the terrifying and vast power of silver belief surged towards this place.
Om! The sky trembled, and the palace outside was shaking violently.
The terrifying momentum swept out, it was so huge that even the stars outside the domain were shaking, as if they were about to fall.
Starting from the Central Territory, countless creatures and cultivators, their faces changed drastically, they felt the terrifying pressure, and they rose up and appeared from there. They couldn't help but kneel down and worship.
Everyone has a kind of feeling: facing Huanghuang Tianwei.
Jiang Chuchu felt the fluctuation, the figure came here, and looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.
In the palace, Gu Changge's figure became: blurred, extremely slender, with crystal clear hair, flowing with glow, and more chaotic mist lingering around.
And at this moment, by his side, the silver power of faith burns like a divine fire.
Clusters of flames beating, as if reflecting the supernatural powers of billions of laws, incomparably mysterious.
This kind of scene is very shocking, every cluster of silver flames hangs in the surrounding space, as if they are praying to him.
Each cluster of flames is like a world, ancient and vast, which can accommodate everything.
"Someone in heaven and earth is chanting my name..."
Gu Changge sat in the silver fire, feeling the meaning of faith from all over the world.
At this moment, the feeling in a certain area is particularly strong, fiery and deep, incomparably rich.
This is one of his devout admirers.
A picture appeared in front of his eyes, from this... devout admirer.
At the same time, in the endless distance from the Ancestral Hall.
Beyond the Boundary Monument Sea, in a desert near the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions.
On one side of this desert, there is a black sea of dead silence, which looks calm, but contains terrifying murderous intent.
The waves are surging, as if the world is turning, and the emperor's realm is difficult to cross.
On the shore of the boundary monument, the jet-black sea water rushed towards you, with a kind of: the breath of death.
In this sea, black warships with bones floated, and various strange warships were crossing, densely packed, from the upper realm.
And above the boundary monument sea, there is a terrifying vast air, the fog is monstrous, and the border is invisible.
Many spiritual monks from the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions, entwined with fierce aura, burst out of the vastness of the sky, and then assembled outside the sea of boundary monuments.
In the desert in the distance, a fierce battle is breaking out.
The vanguard troops on both sides were fighting, and in the terrifying black fog, there was a reflection of the supreme power on the upper bound side, looking indifferently.
Although they can't cross over, they can rely on the younger generation to use various magical tools to cast the body of reflection here, shocking the eight wastes and ten regions.
The Eight Desolates and Ten Regions also have the strongest people, but in terms of quantity and cultivation, they are obviously weaker than those on the upper bound side.
This made many people in the Eight Desolates and Ten Regions look heavy and worried.
The strongest have never fought, and this battle is now only a confrontation of the younger generation. The younger generation is dispatched from both sides to fight here.
Such a battle was extremely tragic, with heavy casualties.
The younger generation of the Eight Desolates and Ten Regions is obviously not as good as the Upper Realm, and they fight to the death, but even the Upper Realm can't be consumed! "The eighth one!"
"who is the next"
On the battlefield, a yaksha-like creature sneered, his whole body was covered in blood, and his blood was terrifying.
As soon as the spear unfolded, it swept forward, and the void exploded at once.
The blood-colored runes were splendid, and the red rays of light were intertwined into one piece, and they fell down! A young genius from the Eight Desolates and Ten Regions suddenly exploded with screams, and immediately disappeared.
This scene greatly increased the morale of the upper realm, and everyone cheered, even the Xeon existence shrouded in the mist nodded slightly, showing appreciation.
On the other hand, the Eight Desolations and Ten Regions are in a state of slump, and many of the older generation's strong faces are ugly and blue.
The younger generation was even more timid, their faces turned pale, and they were extremely frightened.
Eight of them fought with eight wheels, but none of them were the opponents of the other person. They were quickly killed by him, shocking everyone.
Such power, such a gap, really makes them despair.
"The Eight Desolations and Ten Regions are as good as ever, and even looking for eight people is no match for me.
What else can you do other than... hide in the boundary marker overseas?"
"If you knew today, why did you have to do it in the first place, since you betrayed our side, you should suffer the sins forever and die hard."
The creature with the appearance of Yasha sneered, standing in the middle, holding a long spear, quite disdain for... the Eight Desolates and Ten Territories.
"Who knows what happened back then."
"Don't try to deceive people too much, the real geniuses on this side of my world are not here now, or they will definitely kill you!"
"You won't be complacent for long, they will definitely kill you and avenge my cultivator!"
Hearing this, many of the younger generation in the Eight Desolates and Ten Territories had their eyes red, and they couldn't stand such a shame, especially when the morale was so low. ...hate madness.
The older generation of powerhouses clenched their teeth even more, hating to the sky.
"True genius"
Yaksha-like
The living beings, hearing the words just sneered, even more disdain, "If
