Valkyrie

Chapter 1646 Realm of the Gods
In the void of the Ten Thousand Realms, the Yulin God stared wide-eyed.

How should I put it... a little angry.

Some dare not speak out.

After all... the battle of the myriad worlds has existed for countless years. There are constant attacks and killings among the ten thousand races, and there is great hatred among many races.

Moreover, the Tianlin clan is only three hundred gods away from the human race, and there is constant friction among them.

Not only because of the short distance, but also because the human race has always adopted the method of long-distance and short-range attack, and has never had a good face towards other races around the original world of the human race.

There is also constant friction between the human race and the Tianlin clan.

Back then, Qin Zheng and Emperor Jintian joined forces and entered the Tianlin Great Realm, triggering a war between the gods of the two races.

And the strength of Qin Zheng, as early as that year, caused headaches for the strong members of the Tianlin clan.

Now, tens of thousands of years have passed, Qin Zheng appeared...

He may not be able to compete with the power of a world, but in all honesty, Yulin God still feels that he is not as good as Qin Zheng.

But the dignity of the clan rests on him.

Not fighting... This is a loss of face to the boss.

Fight, fight with your life?
Showing Dao Yuan is even more humiliating.

Therefore, the Yulin god dares not speak out now, and does not know how to make a choice.

However, Qin Zheng didn't care about this, he raised his spear in his hand, and said in a cold voice, "The battle back then is not over yet. Today, it depends on how much your Tianlin clan is worth, how dare you work with the Kamikaze clan, peep I am a great land of the human race!"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Zheng killed him unreasonably.

God Yulin was furious and frightened, but Qin Zheng had already killed him, so he had no way out, and with a roar, he rushed towards Qin Zheng.

It was just a simple collision.

But in Lin Huang's eyes, it was extremely frightening, he seemed to see all Taos collapsing, life was drying up, and years were dying out!

However, when Qin Zheng shot his shot, it was indeed like a galaxy traveling through the void of ten thousand realms.The Milky Way shines, and countless stars shine down, suddenly appearing in front of the god Yulin.

The Milky Way condensed into a spear point, piercing through the head of the Yulin God.

"After 8 years of cultivation, you have cultivated a hammer!"

Qin Zheng looked at the frozen Yulin god, and seemed a little surprised... He overestimated his opponent.

"Qin Zheng, do you really want to provoke my Tianlin clan?! Aren't you afraid that my Tianlin clan will never die?"

The Yulin god roared, blood oozed from the eyes of several heads, trying to shake the galactic spearhead that was constantly overflowing the power of the avenue in the head.

"That's what you said back then!"

Qin Zheng snorted coldly, without too much nonsense, flew forward and landed a punch directly on the head of God Yulin.

Boom.

The thousand-mile body of Yulin God exploded like sparks in the void of ten thousand realms.

It's not like a god died, too fast.

Qin Zheng didn't say much. He glanced at the Tianlin Great Realm whose aura was billowing and fluctuating, and even let out a cold snort, as if he expected that the strong members of the Tianlin clan would not dare to show up to fight him.

"See what?"

Qin Zheng turned his head and asked Lin Huang.

Lin Huang shook his head, thinking in his heart, you killed too fast, I didn't have time.

"Then write down the scene just now, and think about it slowly in the future!"

Qin Zheng retracted his spear and appeared beside Lin Huang, "Where is the next place?"

Lin Huang quickly opened the Ten Thousand Worlds Book, which was about ten feet tall, pointed to it and said, "Four hundred gods away, the Great Sanskrit!"

Without saying a word, Qin Zheng drove towards the Dafan tribe on Wanshi Mountain.

"This...just now, what level is that Yulin god?"

Lin Huang still couldn't help asking Qin Zheng questions.

"It's also the gods of the six realms!"

Qin Zheng had just been stained with blood, and it seemed that he had calmed down a little bit of resentment in his heart, and he was a little interested in paying attention to Lin Huang.He sat down, wiped the black spear in his hand, and replied.

"Six Realms?"

Lin Huang was a little puzzled.

"There are thousands of races in all realms, and each race has its own division of cultivation systems! However, in order to unify the concept and compare the strength of the gods of all the heavens and races, the gods are simply divided into nine realms."

"As long as you step into the realm of gods, you will be a god in one realm!"

"That Yulin god is actually not bad. The gods of the six realms, among the entire ten thousand races, can be regarded as masters among the gods!"

"Master Zheng... what level?"

Lin Huang is more concerned about this issue.

"Under the Eight Realms, I am invincible!"

Qin Zheng did not hide it.

Seven realms!

Lin Huang suddenly had a guess in his mind, it should be the Seventh Realm, right?
Isn't it a bit shameless to kill the sixth realm in the seven realms?

"Nine realms is the pinnacle?"

Lin Huang asked.

Qin Zheng shook his head, "Boundary is just a division, not absolute... Only when one transcends the nine realms defined by the world, can one know what the road ahead is?"

"There are very few Nine Realms?"

"Now there is no Nine Realm, maybe there is... but I have never heard of it!"

"Is the strongest human being in the Eighth Realm?"

Lin Huang asked.

Qin Zheng turned his head and glanced at Lin Huang, "These things are not what you should consider now. The peak powerhouses of every clan will definitely not show up easily. And those who show up often are definitely not the strongest!"

Lin Huang understood.

The human race has eight gods sitting in town.

Qin Zheng is not the strongest among the human race.

Among the heavens and worlds, Qin Zheng is invincible under the eighth realm, and should be regarded as the top group, but not the most peak group.

But under the legend of the Nine Realms, the powerhouse of the Eight Realms should be the pinnacle of the heavens and the world, "So, the human race is still very strong?"

"Who told you that the human race is weak?"

Qin Zheng turned his head.

Lin Huang frowned suddenly, didn't you say that the human race has a crisis here and a crisis there? It seems that the whole race will be destroyed at any time.Can you feel weak?

"Among the heavens and worlds, the human race can be considered a very strong race. However, among the eight thousand middle races, there are also many races that can stand shoulder to shoulder with or even overwhelm the human race!"

"And those powerful races have always been eyeing the human race!"

"So, the human race is not weak. But the human race is indeed in great danger... Part of the reason is that the human race is born weak, weak in physique, has a long road to cultivation, and its reproductive ability is not as good as other races!"

Qin Zheng explained briefly.

"Actually, the races in the entire heavens and worlds are also distributed like a pyramid. It is difficult for the human race to be on the highest level, but it is still reasonable to be on the second or third level!"

"Actually, the Tianlin clan is already considered a powerful clan in the middle of the pyramid. A six-level god coming out of the mountain is enough to destroy how many weak races!"

"It's just that they are unlucky, they are near my human race, so they look weaker, and the Yulin God was shot and killed by me... But it's not that the Yulin God is weak, but that I am too strong!"

Qin Zheng boasted.

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't deny it... Invincibility under the eighth realm shows that Qin Zheng is indeed very strong.Before the hidden gods of the general big clans come out of the mountain, he can be almost invincible.

"There seems to be something wrong!"

Lin Huang suddenly spoke.

Qin Zheng turned his head and looked over...

"Sixteen-winged seraphim... how many realms of gods are they?"

(End of this chapter)