Boom! Bang!

The dark starry sky swayed violently.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, four major battlefields were opened.

In the eastern starry sky, Zhao Yun fought fiercely with six gods.

In the western sky, Kuang Yingjie is besieged by the five supreme beings.

Bu Nitian held the divine sword in his hand and fought with the spear god to Cang Miao.

And Taishang Tianzun and others are attacking the river of time.

This is not a restricted area, but it has been made into a restricted area.

The universe is shattering, space is collapsing, being reshaped in the process of being exploded, and then cracking in the process of reshaping. Each of the chaotic visions stirred up are filled with the color of destroying the heaven and the earth.

"Where are the members of my Immortal Courtyard?"

The roar in the rumbling sound spread across the vast starry sky.

A call from the soul, full of sorrow and sadness.

Everyone who listened subconsciously raised their heads.

The juniors were at a loss, while the seniors were startled.

Emperor Immortal?

Fairyland?

This is such an ancient thing that we can still hear it in this era.

"Who's calling?"

"Descendants of Immortal Court?"

"There must be a great battle in the stars."

There is a lot of noise in the world.

Too many people climb high and look into the distance to see where the sound is coming from.

Those who are more daring will go together to see what happens.

"Fairy Court."

Under the moon, an old man sitting by the river fishing put down his fishing rod and walked out of the valley carrying a bamboo stick.

It was the Tea Sage. His slightly cloudy eyes bloomed with brilliance after hearing the call. His old posture also lost the luster of time at this moment.

He transformed into a fairy-like young man and ran towards the depths of the starry sky, hoping to walk a glorious road again in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Fairy Court."

This hoarse and ancient whisper came from the boundless darkness.

The void space exploded, and a man covered in dust walked out of the black hole, wearing ancient armor, carrying a black war gun, riding an old war horse, and ran towards the depths of the starry sky.

That was King Guiluo. His empty eyes were driven away by the call, and his original memory was restored.

"Fairy Court."

In the ancestral land of Taoism, there was a blood-haired young man who stepped out of the sky. Hanging around him was a bloody sword, and surrounding the sword were resentful spirits.

Taking a closer look, it was none other than Daojun.

He is like an immortal or a demon, and the Tao Yun dances with the demonic energy.

"Senior Brother." Behind him, Taoist Immortal called.

"Protect Taoism."

Daojun did not look back, he also listened to the call and walked into the prosperous years.

His retreating back reflected a touch of divine brilliance in the ultimate sublimation.

He is not a supreme being, but he can use supreme fighting power.

The power borrowed from the Demon King also ignited at this moment.

Killing proves that he has not reached the end yet.

But this line of work will be the end of his destiny.

Regardless of the original intention or the atonement.

His wasted life should have a mission.

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I don't know who is beating the war drum, or who is blowing the horn. I just know that almost every starry sky in the fairy world has a teleportation domain door open, and there is a bright light shining into the night.

There were figures one after another, either self-proclaimed veterans of the Immortal Court, or descendants of the Immortal Court's inheritance, all of whom came upon the call and rushed to distant battlefields. A vicissitudes of ancient fighting spirit swept across the starry sky.

"There are still some remnants."

"Old man, I've been looking for you for many years."

"Everyone from the old Xianting tribe will be killed without mercy."

Jie Jie's faint smile is an inappropriate note.

There are tribes in the Immortal Court, and there are also enemies, and there are quite a few of them.

Too many veteran generals were blocked in the starry sky before they reached the battlefield.

kill!

war!

Blood debt does not distinguish between eras, and war is about to break out.

Looking down at the sky, countless stars were ignited with flames of war, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.

The crowd was just a spectator, and before they even reached the main battlefield, they encountered battles one after another on the way.

Some people are cowardly and run away.

Someone has a good time watching a show.

There are also people who carry swords and join the battle.

There are so many inheritances in the world, and there are always so many forces and so many hatreds. Their figures can be seen on every battlefield. When enemies meet, they will be extremely jealous. If they can survive the battle, they will summon strong ones.

Who doesn't have a few allies? It depends on who can call more people.

Gratitude and resentment.

Tangled and intricate.

It's like a pull that moves the whole body.

As a result, the war between the Xianting tribe and their enemies gradually turned into a confusing melee.

More battlefields are opened.

More smoke filled the starry sky.

Even remote star regions have been affected.

The sanctioner is also a spectator, but only with facial expressions.

Since becoming the master of the fairy world, he has seen too many bloody scenes like this, more tragic and louder than this, and he has captured a lot of them in his memory.

He turned his eyes away and looked into the depths of the starry sky.

Just when Zhao Yun was injured, a golden rain of blood filled the starry sky.

"Die!"

The gods came together to fight, and they all struck a powerful blow.

Zhao Yun's body burned with flames, and he forced his eternal golden body open.

Outside the golden body, there is the light of the dusk heaven.

Even so, it still couldn't withstand the attack.

The absolutely defensive light of heaven was torn apart in an instant.

The towering and eternal golden body was also shattered into pieces.

Kuang Yingjie was even worse than him. His body was blown apart just after he opened his body. Before he could stand still, one of his arms was removed. His Tianling Cap was shattered and half of his head was blown into bloody mud.

"This place is really lively."

The house leaked and it rained all night.

Accompanied by faint laughter, another god appeared outside the sky.

It was a monster monk with no hair, but a dark forehead. He was carrying a blood-colored Zen staff. His demonic Buddhist voice was like the death knell of hell. Even the gods were upset after hearing this.

"I like the eternal body very much."
To be continued...