Low murmurs oscillated in the deep dimensions. The eyes of the gods and Buddhas in the sky all focused on the imperial capital. A mysterious high platform slowly bloomed under their gaze.

Boom boom~

The heavy metal chariot rushed into the imperial capital, and a majestic and terrifying sense of oppression suddenly fell from the sky, almost crushing the entire metal chariot.

Ares's crazy and bloodthirsty eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked up into the void, slowly converging on his unscrupulous divinity, leaving only a halo of fear that drove away mortals.

Following the mysterious induction, he went straight to the foot of a majestic high platform, and saw the white back of Yuan Tingyue Zhi from a distance.

boom!

He kicked his feet on the metal chariot, and his tall and burly figure was like a burning blood-red stream of light, shooting towards the enemy in an instant.

"Roar!"

The powerful and harsh roar resounded through the sky, holding the bronze spear tightly with both hands, Ares seemed to see his life and death enemy, and his eyes were filled with extremely twisted hatred and excitement.

At the critical moment, the boy in white turned around, his dark and deep eyes looked directly at the spear coming towards him, and saw the indestructible and terrifying power attached to the tip of the spear.

"Roar!"

A tit-for-tat ferocious tiger roar exploded out of thin air. In an instant, the phantom of a white tiger roaring up to the sky appeared behind the young man. Then it collapsed and condensed, forming a gorgeous armor-like aura on the young man's body.

【Broken Star】(Myth·SSS level)

The God of Desolation comes to the world, and the true spirit takes form

Turning sideways to avoid the sharp edge of the spear, Zhao Yinshun punched the connection point between the spear tip and the spear body, and received the brutal strong man's fist with his other hand without any sign of weakness.

Boom~

The destructive power under the leadership of the high-level divinity did not escape and wasted at all, and was completely eliminated. There were not many abnormalities in the confrontation between the two, and the horror of the two people could only be glimpsed from some details.

Along with a silent ripple that shook the internal organs, the thick bluestone beneath the two men slowly cracked, and the fine cracks spread outward like a spider web.

After a brief wrestling, Zhao Yinshun raised his leg and kicked it sideways. The long leg wrapped in the white tiger's true spiritual energy was like a sharp battle axe, and it collided with the ancient bronze spear.

After the harsh sound of metal collision, Ares was kicked into the apotheosis platform. The young man in white, Kaka, moved his limbs and followed in with a sinister smile.

Not long after the two of them entered the battlefield, countless genius saints came upon hearing the news and surrounded several streets around the Conferred God Platform.

"It's Ares, one of the twelve main gods of Olympus, the madman who is addicted to killing and bloody!"

"Who is that other person?"

"Wu Anjun? When did he return to Beijing?"

"How long have you been in seclusion? He has been back for more than half a month!"

"As soon as the saint list was opened, Ares couldn't wait to find trouble for Wu Anjun. It seems that the original impulse of divine power had a great influence on him..."

"Haha, there is no day in the sky. When two gods of war meet, there will always be a winner."

…………

Amidst the sparse discussion, two dusty figures separated from the crowd and walked straight towards the core area of ​​the Conferred God Platform.

"Caught up! Caught up! Finally caught up!"

Yinfu Eugene pulled Yin Ruisi, ignoring the fearful eyes of the people around her, and rushed forward excitedly.

"Damn [Prince of Joy], you can't do anything right, the clone is the first, and we almost missed this wonderful battle..."

While complaining in a low voice, Yin Fu Eugene pulled the helpless blond girl into the innermost circle, and suddenly found that she was surrounded by familiar faces.

"Miss Yin Ruisi, you seem to have gained a lot from being away from Beijing for several months..."

A handsome young man was shaking his folding fan in the cold winter months, looking up and down at the pure saint of the Holy Spirit Church with great interest.

The heroic blond girl withdrew her gaze from the God Conferring Stage, nodded politely to him, and then turned her gaze to the battlefield. For a moment, the brilliance flowed in the pale green hole, as bright as a gem.

Seeing the girl's holy and aloof temperament that was repelling others thousands of miles away, the young man put away the folding fan with a snap, which further aroused his interest.

But before he could continue the conversation, the terrifying divine pressure coming from the Conferring God Stage immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Chapter completed!