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Standing next to the master of the Divine Flower Club, more than twenty Yin gods looked grim.

They are all the Yin Gods of the Youtian Realm, and they have long been secretly loyal to the Dark Sun along with the General Master of the Shenhua Society.

They all looked at Qi Yuan as if they were looking at a dead person.

"I never thought that we would be lucky enough to witness the fall of such a peerless master!"

They are just venerable people, and they are extremely humble when facing the great lord.

Facing the dark sun, those who control it are humbled to the dust.

Now that he saw Qi Yuan, he was even more sarcastic.

"After practicing for so many years, your pattern is still so small, just like a Yakuza." Qi Yuan also held high the banner of pattern.

He didn't talk nonsense anymore, but shouted loudly.

"My enemy, come out and die!"

This sound was like thunder, and the entire secret realm of Wind and Thunder Valley was shaken, and the space seemed to be wrinkled.

The sound is so powerful that it can even kill people in a country.

The faces of those Yin Shen Venerables turned pale for a moment, because just the sound made their hearts shake, their spiritual power turbulent, and they felt as if they were facing a monstrous giant.

The face of the president of the Shenhua Club also changed.

He thought that the strength gap between himself and the Blood-clothed Sword God was huge, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

I'm afraid... the Blood-clothed Sword God is not far from the myth.

"Since you are in a hurry to die, I will satisfy you!"

The leader of the Shenhua Club shouted loudly, and above him, a mechanical bird appeared.

"You are very strong, but I have thirty-six pig slaves that are comparable to the four generals of the Lei family. Come out!"

Following the voice of the leader of the Shenhua Society, the ground in the Wind and Thunder Valley shook, cracks appeared, and terrifying figures appeared one after another.

A man with two heads is holding a golden spear, with no eyeballs in his eyes, and is wearing shabby armor. It seems that he has spent millions of years and is extremely decayed.

A huge dragon elephant roared, each hoof was as big as a small mountain.

Terrifying powerful men appeared one after another, their auras suppressed to the extreme.

Qi Yuan's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he engraved the appearance of each puppet in his heart.

Because these puppets were mythical strong men who resisted the great catastrophe.

It's a pity that after their death, they were turned into puppets to bring harm to the common people.

Today, after their death, I am afraid no one in the world will remember them.

"Are these pig slaves enough to kill you?" the leader of the Shenhua Club was extremely arrogant.

Thirty-six powerful men are comparable to six steps in the sky. This kind of accumulation is really terrifying.

He has learned from the adults in the upper world that even in the upper world, not all worlds have such accumulation.

True to legend, these thirty-six statues can take six steps to the sky and sweep across the world.

Even Shinhwa can only give in when faced with the six steps of the thirty-six statues that are risking their lives.

"First of all, they are not pig slaves; secondly, they are not enough; finally, I am in a hurry and want to eat my own meal, so hurry up!"

He who has the innate seed is about to die. If he doesn't eat his own meal, wouldn't it be a waste?

Moreover, he didn't know whether he held a funeral or whether anyone attended the funeral.

"Crazy!" the leader of the Shenhua Club said jokingly, "In this case, I will send you to the funeral.

Come out, Four Divine Generals of Fighting Heaven!"

The leader of the Shenhua Club roared loudly, with a fanatical look on his face.

The four divine generals of Fighting Heaven were all powerful myths not far from the Yang God during their lifetimes.

Otherwise, even if they were refined into puppets, they would not be able to retain their mythical level of combat power.

The four of them are the strongest foundation in Fenglei Valley!

Qi Yuan looked over and saw a wave of fluctuations in the void ahead.

The space seemed to be like a wall, four windows were torn open, and four powerful figures appeared at this moment.

Looking at these four people, Qi Yuan's eyes suddenly turned cold again.

Because there is nothing on the strong bodies of these four people.

Two men and two women, naked and naked, their skin was like bronze or snow-white satin.

But... there are all traces of brokenness.

For example, one of the long-haired men had a hole in his throat, which seemed to have been filled with some kind of metal material, but blood seemed to be still seeping out.

Some of the arms had been broken long ago, and they were forcibly sewn back together with needles and threads to piece them together into what they look like today.

The General Master of the Shenhua Society looked crazy and fanatical, and he put his finger into the mouth of a mythical puppet, as if he were the god who dominated the world, and even the powerful mythical people wanted to become his slaves.

: "As soon as the four myths appeared in Canglan Realm... who would be dissatisfied!"

Now he looks crazy, as if he is also a myth.

"snort!"

Qi Yuan snorted coldly.

The divine power exploded at this moment.

The entire Wind and Thunder Valley was completely dragged into the virtual realm at this moment.

The president of the Shenhua Club was not surprised, but said wildly: "Kill!"

Following his command and control, the thirty-six great masters all looked at Qi Yuan.

There is no emotion in their eyes.

Thirty-six divine realms were also activated at this moment, all attacking Qi Yuan.

The combined pressure of these thirty-six divine realms must be avoided even by myths.

"So what if you killed the four generals of the Lei family? There are thirty-six of them here!"

"A crushing battle is too boring." The leader of the Shenhua Club said lightly.

Qi Yuan rarely agreed with the statement of the person he wanted to kill: "It's really boring.

However, this is not your crushing game, but mine!"

At this moment, the long sword in Qi Yuan's hand made a sword sound.

"The divine realm is open!"

He shouted loudly.

Suddenly, more than five thousand divine infants in the body resonated simultaneously.

All the divine realms unfold at this moment.

These divine realms were united together and suddenly became a miniature version of the divine realm.

This miniature version of the divine realm is the sum of all the divine infants, and it is also a miniature version of the Qiyuan divine realm in the mortal world.

God's domain comes out, the heaven and the earth move!

The world of Fenglei Valley changed at this moment.

"What is this?" The president of the Shenhua Club was suddenly surprised.

He is also a great master, so he naturally knows what the divine realm looks like.

But the divine realm in front of him was beyond his understanding.

Wind, fire, thunder, lightning...plague, birth, disaster...

The divine realm has always been the prototype of some kind of rules.

A great master can generally only control one type of divine realm.

For each additional type you master, the difficulty of promotion will double.

How many kinds of realms are there for the bloody-robed sword god in front of us?

Ten kinds?

Hundreds of kinds?

Thousands of species?

Countless, impossible to count.

How could a great master have such a divine realm?
To be continued...