The realm of sainthood.

In front of the station.

In the huge ice prison.

The millions of powerful gods are living in the divine race, and the number of dead bodies is increasing.

Ninety-nine thousand...

Ninety-six thousand...

Eighty-seven thousand!

In a few dozen breaths, more than 300,000 powerful aliens fell!

A tragic howling.

Scolding and roaring filled it.

"Good luck! You butcher!"

"Do you want to kill us all?"

"Even if we die, we will curse you!"

"Damn butcher!"

...

Core Divine Realm.

Seeing this scene, all the gods finally couldn't sit still.

They knew that if they continued like this, looking at the entire tribe, under the Lord of God, they would be the three-turn demigod.

And the lower gods and gods will become blank!

Even if there are breakthroughs below in the future.

But not too much.

After all, what is being slaughtered now is the accumulation of the gods over the endless years!

Want to recover as before...

It's not realistic at all!

"Stop him, be sure to stop him!"

The God-Devouring Lord waved his palm wildly.

"Calm down, we will be restricted by the convention." Gu Mei'e said intently: "Now, the eternal power of the endless territory is absolutely always staring at the battlefield. If there is any wrong, it will directly intervene and you will not be able to kill that fate!

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"Are you just watching him kill all the strong men of our clan?"

"Once we die, we..."

"At that time, even if we won the orthodox battle, it would be meaningless!!!"

"Although we can re-train the strong, there is no hope before the current Yuanshi appears. Before that, the faith of God we have obtained is greatly reduced... it is difficult to go further!"

The other gods said one after another.

"It's better to do this. We lower the projection and threaten him to stop."

Lord Demon said solemnly: "Tell me about the things that are comparable to the second realm in the future. I believe that the endless territory will leave a way out for myself. If fate stops, then we promise not to kill all the people in the future.

They can be expelled into a sealed space for themselves.”

The eyes of the gods looked at Gu Mei'e one after another.

To disclose it, the consent of the parties involved is required.

Gu Mei'e hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

Anyway, no one can stop her refining progress from the divine realm, and sooner or later it will be on the surface.

Now that the monks know the final outcome in advance, it can also serve as a deterrent effect.

"You go." Lord Jiajue shook his head and said, "I have a promise first and will not participate in the action."

The next moment.

Except for her, all the gods descended on the battlefield outside the garrison.

"Full luck! Stop!"

The God-Devouring Lord projected and scolded.

"Let's stop!"

The Eagle God Lord, the Delusion God Lord and other God Lord roared one after another!

"If you don't want to be able to not even have a single cultivator in the future." Gu Mei'e threatened lightly: "Then you can continue to kill! We will watch you kill all the strong men of our clan."

"oh?"

In the ice prison.

Zhao Fan raised his head and looked at the projection of the gods, "Why do you want to fight and stop whenever you want? Now that you are dead too much, are you starting to feel distressed?"

"Don't rush to refuse."

Gu Mei'e said intently: "First let all your inexplicable kings stop. I want to talk to you and the eternal mighty people in your endless territory."

"interesting."

Zhao Fan's thoughts moved.

One hundred ice element kings and one hundred fire element kings stopped one after another.

at this time.

The powerful gods who were still 750,000 left in the field were scared and curled up between the floating corpses in panic.

"What do you want to talk about."

Zhao Fan escaped from the ice prison and looked at the gods indifferently.

"You are not qualified enough to let the eternal powers descend the projection."

The God-Devouring Lord gritted his teeth.

"I'm not qualified?"

Zhao Fan shook the knife in his hand, and another needle appeared in his other empty hand, "Do you want me to go down and continue to kill more, or do you want to try this?"

The God-Devouring Subject is speechless.

Destroy the Holy Needle!!!

The divine masters also shrank their pupils, which was what killed the Red Eyebrow Master!

Fortunately, it is just a projection here, otherwise they will be able to maximize their defense.

A moment later.

The eternal mighty men in the endless territory, except for asking the Lord of the Pavilion, have all arrived.

Fisherman, Lord of Lingtai Mountain, Savage, Lord of Blood Saint, Emperor Chi, Emperor of Eternal Life, Allah of Mystery, Allah of Darkness.

However, the projections of the gods were stagnant because there were two fake new faces and one real new face in the other party's lineup.

Little Savage and Light and Shadow Zhao Fan.

Allah of Light.

"Who is this?"

"Aren't there two newcomers?"

"He gives me a better feeling than the fisherman and Jiajue!"

The gods sent voices to each other.

then.

The fisherman asked with a smile: "Everyone, long time no see, what do you want to talk to us?"

"To be precise, I'm talking to you."

Gu Mei'e's projection took a step forward, "isolating the perception of the resident range."

"good."

The fisherman waved his palm and a wave came.

The strong men and the five great kings in the garrison could not see or hear anything.

In order to watch the fun, the Great Power Holy Dragon jumped out quickly.

It ran to Zhao Fan's side and asked in a voice transmission: "Old Zhao, how did you get the limit of your two hundred kings? It's too cruel!"
To be continued...