Taiyi suppressed his injuries and made himself less fragile. He sat down slowly, glanced at the immortals and gods with cold eyes and said:

"Let the Wenxin Zong Huaiming lead the mortals to descend to the realm and retreat to the court."

"My emperor is eternal!"

The immortals and gods had different expressions. After the ceremony, they stepped out of the hall in a small step. They lowered their heads and communicated secretly through their spiritual sense.

"It seems that His Majesty is seriously injured, and he can't suppress his body!"

"It's hard to say, who knows whether He was fishing on purpose? This Majesty's thoughts are hard to guess, it's different from beating me."

"Who said no? It was obviously better than my Majesty, but it was not a rude attack on the human race at all. It was not impossible to be deceived in order to deceive us."

When the immortals left, Taiyi coughed a few times, and a little golden blood flowed out of his fingers, and a trace of extremely angry murderous intent flashed through his eyes.

These immortals and gods are completely used as a matchmaker and cannot be counted on, otherwise he would not choose to use such a method of losing both sides to achieve his goal.

The reason why the establishment of the Shimen is so smooth is that it is loved by the way of heaven. Its birth can be said to be the destination of heaven, which connects the energy between the human world and the heaven, makes the connection between the heaven and the heaven more closely, and promotes the development of the two worlds.

However, in order to achieve his goal and prevent the invasion of the human race, Taiyi chose to use such tough means to destroy the stone gate, so that even He could not bear it.

This backlash was far beyond his imagination. His control over the way of heaven was weakened unprecedentedly, and his luck and control over the heaven were greatly suppressed.

Taiyi is suffering because he is afraid of being discovered by others.

The chaotic starry sea, countless chaotic flows rise and fall, the earth, water, wind and fire continue to evolve, annihilate, and endlessly breed endlessly breeding infinite mystery.

In the chaos that was not too far away near the Western Qin world, the vast golden figures became much dimmed, and the war fortress formed by dozens of world fragments kept hitting him, wanting to rush through his blockade.

"I am merciful. Do you really want me to kill me?"

The golden figure whispered, and his voice directly passed into those war fortresses and the world behind the fortresses.

A low voice came into the ears of hundreds of millions of alien races, and they were furious and ran away with their heads in their arms.

"Outsiders, you can't stop our clan from chasing and rebelling. Get out of the way. If you are willing to leave, our clan can let go of the world behind you."

"My Buddha is merciful. All the world is cause and effect. Since I am here, there is a cause. Meeting your clan is the result. Since you can't hide, how can you hide? Let's take action, I will bear everything!"

Faced with monks who are unable to get into the air, alien wizards can only do nothing.

At this moment, the true spirit wizard of the alien race sensed a wave coming from a distance. The wave was very weak, but the chaotic energy was stained with a faint fluctuation and disappeared quickly.

"It seems that the outsider is Chaos favoring our clan. He has handed over the information from your world. I have obtained its coordinates. You have failed!"

The true spirit wizard was overjoyed. While using words to restrain the golden figure, he ordered his wizards to push the Tower of Heaven to change the trajectory of the world.

The wizard arms himself with supreme wisdom and knowledge, arms the world, and develops with a small world, constantly explores the chaotic starry sea, plunders and annexes everything he comes into contact with.

"Oh! I am merciful!"

The golden figure also captured this wave. Since hundreds of years of obstruction failed, I just hope that the world has enough power to face the upcoming catastrophe.

In the unknown mountain, Chen Huixian looked up at the sky with lingering fear, and his eyes seemed to be coming from layers of obstacles, projecting towards the chaos outside the world.

"What exactly happened? Who is interfering with my calculations, or is the enemy coming from the chaos, because the natural barrier of chaos makes me unable to calculate?"

The more you come into contact with, the more things Chen Huixian will find from the world.

The heaven may be a new thing, so there are very few hidden things.

But the world is different. It is not difficult to find from many subtle aspects that a black hand is vaguely manipulating everything.

But the other party did it too seamlessly, and Chen Huixian could only explore the subtle influence of events.

He didn't know the other party's identity, origin, and purpose.

"The result should come soon. I hope this drama won't disappoint me."

Chen Hui's immortal sword intent flashed away, and the chessboard in front of him shattered. He no longer needed to deduce aimlessly. Everything next was just a battle.

Heaven.

Wenxin Zong Huaiming walked down the clouds with bamboo shoes and straw raincoat. He stood on the soft land and looked at the endless camp in the distance. He was filled with mixed feelings and didn't know how to face it.

Huaiming has been in the Western Qin Dynasty for hundreds of years, fought against the ghost clan with the Western Qin army, and also traveled to the communication avenues in various places. His time in the world has far surpassed that in the mountains. Western Qin can be said to be his second home.

"Who is coming?"

Huaiming looked at the soldiers of the Western Qin who were running towards him, clasped his hands and said, "I am merciful. I am a monk Huaiming, I ask for the commander of the Western Qin Dynasty. I would like to ask you to help me pass on a word."

The soldiers of Xiqin came down and suddenly said, "Monk, go, you are not welcome here, and Xiqin will no longer welcome you."

Huaiming looked at him and said word by word: "I am merciful. Even if the donor does not do it for himself, he should consider your compatriots. I may come here for others, and I hope that you can survive safely and return to Western Qin."

The soldier of the Western Qin Dynasty was speechless and no longer had the momentum he had just now. He stood there for a long time and said, "Wait here, you should pay attention to him."

After saying that, he pulled the horse and turned around and headed towards the camp.

Along the way, looking at the Xiqin soldiers who were struggling in pain in the camp, his speed couldn't help but get a little faster.

The destruction of the stone gate made many Western Qin soldiers who could only adapt to this world temporarily stayed, and death and fear came to this pitiful army.

When the first case of the Western Qin soldiers dying due to the pain of the environment, the army, which was originally depressed, faced the brink of collapse.

The reason why it can be maintained is that everyone understands that in this terrible world, only when they are gathered together can they have the power to confront the heavens.

However, even if you understand, you cannot stop the madness that is transmitted in the crowd. In the face of death, in the torment of death, even the most resolute man is still weak.
Chapter completed!