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Chapter 1372 Breakthrough!Strong background!

retreat!

Summon the gods and prepare for the decisive battle!
Yao Shidou is not a fool, he is just a big Luo.

He wouldn't be so foolish as to naively think that with his own strength, he could deal with the army of millions in the God Realm.

Even, there are the saints of the ten directions.

However, at the moment when the pharmacist was about to retreat.

The god clan saint behind that crack had already discovered him.

I saw a young saint next to the leading man, looking directly at the pharmacist's pocket, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Want to go? Is it possible?"

He didn't move!

But in an instant, a black flying knife appeared in front of him.

The knife is no more than two fingers wide, and the black mist is lingering.

In an instant, the flying knife slashed across the sky, shooting out cracks, tearing open the entire sky and cracks. Wherever it passed, the breath of death tore the entire space,

Pointing directly at the soul of the pharmacist!

Pharmacist's pupils constricted.

It never occurred to me that the protoss saint would do it at this time.

If you want to escape, you can't escape at all.

He found that at the moment when the flying knife appeared, his soul was directly imprisoned, unable to move at all!
That flying knife is the nemesis of the soul!

Once it is stained, even a saint can't save himself!
At the moment when the flying knife was about to tear open the soul of the pharmacist,

A bright light burst out in front of Pharmacist Dou.

A world appeared out of thin air.

Suppressing the vast aura, he put away the flying knife directly...

It was at this time that ripples began to appear in that side of the world, turning into a picture of mountains and rivers, rolling up and fleeing!
"This is……"

The sudden change made the protoss saint stunned.

He suddenly looked in the direction that the picture was fleeing from.

Yao Shidou was also taken aback, but soon became excited.

The supernatural power of that painting, the evolution of the world, can only be achieved by one treasure in this universe, and only one person owns that treasure!

"The Map of Mountains and Rivers...Nuwa...Saint!"

He turned around suddenly!
The distant sky!

A blue young woman came from the sky, accompanied by colorful clouds under her feet, holding a picture scroll, her eyes were indifferent.

Who else is it not Wei Zifu?

And beside her, there are also several women, such as Yaochi, Xiaolongnv, Yazi, Yushu, etc...

Except for Wei Zifu who has already recovered his cultivation as a saint, the rest have all reached the quasi-sage level, especially Yaochi, which is even more terrifying!
If possible, the saint is only one step away!
"you……"

Pharmacist Doudou looked overjoyed, looking at Wei Zifu and the others.

The girls smiled slightly, and at the same time, powerful breaths suddenly appeared behind the girls.

A crack that covers the sky appears...

There, the endless Qinglian Continent appeared in sight.

At the same time, huge auras appeared one after another, and they were Li Xiaoyao, Night Attack, Jiuying and other powerful people from the Great Witch Clan!
Especially Li Xiaoyao, although his strength has not yet reached the level of quasi-sage, he is also a big Luo Xiu.

His eyes are sharp, and the swords around him are vaguely tearing the space. It can be seen that in the past hundred years, with the help of the huge resources of Qinglian Continent, there has been a qualitative change!

The crowd did not speak.

The army of millions of Qinglian mainland immortals behind them has become their strongest backing.

Wei Zifu took a step forward, looking straight at the sky, to the top ten saints of the God Race.

no fear...

no backing off...

Yes, it's just coldness!
"Interesting, but not enough..."

The protoss saint stood behind the crack.

Looking at the women who appeared, she shook her head, "Ten quasi-sages and one saint are far from qualified to fight against our divine saints!"

It was the Flying Knife Saint who spoke just now.

He is one of the ten great saints of the protoss: Tartarus.

The creator of Hell and Netherland, the body of the abyss, the dark rules of death, is his peak power, the soul, in front of him, there is no power to resist!
hum!
The moment his voice fell to the ground.

Qinglian Continent.

The multicolored rays of light shrouded it, and a terrifying aura appeared.

The river of fate is stagnant, and there, a monkey in a multi-colored battle robe, holding a golden stick, comes from the sky!

at the same time!

The world is changing...

Grey, covering the whole world...

Everything seems to be banned, the world is dark, and time is receding...

There, a man in white, with a cold face, stepped into the space and came slowly!

In an instant again!
The sound of dragon chant spread throughout the sky!

The blue light that filled the sky dispelled the entire oppressive world, and that blue light turned into blue dragons.

The blue dragon roared, and the bananas stirred up the whole world, and the rules were all to avoid and dare not approach!

There, a young girl in Tsing Yi stepped on a green dragon, her eyes were calm, she was stubborn, and she came through the sky!

"One saint, two false saints!"

Tartarus stared.

Hypocrites!

That is the existence that has already set foot on the position of saint.

The difference from a saint is that the former has entrusted his spirit in the river of fate, but the other is entrusted in the world!
The fighting power is equal!
However, if one wants to kill, one only needs to destroy the whole world!

One, but to destroy the entire River of Destiny.

The latter is hard to kill...

"It seems that the old grandson is not late yet!"

The monkey stood beside Wei Zifu, looked at everyone, and grinned.

He has become a saint!

But even so, he has great respect for Wei Zifu, not for anything else, because if it weren't for him, he wouldn't be who he is now!
"It's not too late, it's just in time!"

Wei Zifu smiled slightly.

However, when he looked at Qinglin and Tian, ​​he sighed slightly...

"Thank you!"

Once the hypocrisy is successful, it is equivalent to merging this world with yourself!
They forced themselves to have no way out!

Tian Leng snorted and didn't speak!

He is still proud!

Even facing Wei Ziqing, it was the same!

Qinglin smiled slightly: "Master!"

Mistress, is the best explanation!

The name already says it all!
She is his disciple!
What I have done is nothing more than a statement that a disciple should have, there is nothing to be thankful for!

At this moment again...

An extreme coldness enveloped the whole world...

Ice, appearing from the sky.

It blocks out the sky and freezes time and space...

The entire continent was directly frozen under this ice...

rain……

fall!

Everyone turned around and saw a smile on the corner of their mouths!
Among the protoss, Tartaros frowned slightly: "Another false saint?"

I saw in the rain curtain.

An icy woman, riding a sky-high snow wolf, came from the sky!

If it's not Estes, who is it!
And beside him, there is another quasi-sage: Daode Tianzun!

At this moment, Qinglian Continent, millions of troops, two saints, three false saints, and more than ten quasi-sages gathered on the earth!

They looked at the [-] protoss army!
Persevere!

Such a huge background, even the Protoss, did not expect it!
In just a few years, Qinglian Continent has become the central world of the Ninth Universe!
however……

The leading saint of the protoss army just glanced indifferently, and said the first sentence: "Not enough! You are not qualified!"

(End of this chapter)