retreat!

Call the gods and prepare for the decisive battle!

Pharmacist Dok is not a fool, he is just a Daluo.

He is not so stupid that he thinks that he can deal with the millions of troops in the divine world with his own strength.

Even the saints of the ten directions were also there.

However, just as the pharmacist was about to retreat.

The saint of the gods behind that crack had already discovered him.

I saw a young saint beside the man in the lead, his eyes directly into the pharmacist's pocket and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Want to leave? Is it possible?"

He didn't move!

But a black flying knife appeared in front of him in an instant.

The knife is just two fingers wide, and black mist lingers.

In an instant, the flying knife slashed through the sky and shot out the cracks, tearing open the entire sky and cracks. Wherever it passed, the breath of death teared the entire space,

Directly pointing to the soul of the Pharmacist’s Dog!

The pharmacist's pupils tightened.

I never thought that the saint of the gods would take action at this time.

If you want to escape, you can't escape at all.

He found that at the moment the flying knife appeared, his soul was directly imprisoned and could not move at all!

That flying knife is the nemesis of the soul!

Once you are touched, even a saint cannot save yourself!

Just the moment when the flying knife was about to tear open the pharmacist's soul,

A brilliant light burst out in front of the pharmacist's pocket.

A world appeared out of thin air.

The vast breath pressed down and put away the flying knife...

At this moment, ripples began to appear in that world, turning into a picture of the country, rolled up and fleeing!

"This is……"

The sudden change made the saints of the gods stunned.

Suddenly he looked in the direction where the picture escaped.

Pharmacist Dou was also stunned, but soon, he became excited.

The magical power of that painting evolves into the world. There is only one treasure in this universe that can do, and only one person has that treasure!

"The map of mountains, rivers, and country...Nuwa...Saint!"

He turned around suddenly!

The distant sky!

A young blue woman came in the air, with colorful clouds following her feet, holding a scroll in her hand, her eyes coldly.

Who is it if it’s not Wei Zifu?

And around her, there are also several women, namely Yao Chi, Xiaolongnu, Yazi, Yushu, etc.

Except for Wei Zifu, who has recovered his saint's cultivation, the rest have all reached the quasi-saint level, especially Yao Chi, which is even more terrifying!

If possible, the saint is just a step away!

"you……"

The pharmacist Dou was overjoyed and looked at Wei Zifu and others.

The girls smiled slightly, and at the same time, a powerful aura suddenly appeared, and they were seen behind the girls.

A crack covering the sky appeared...

There, the endless Qinglian Continent appeared in the field of vision.

At the same time, huge auras appeared, and they were powerful people such as Li Xiaoyao, Night Attack, Jiuying from the Great Witch Clan!

Especially Li Xiaoyao, although his strength has not reached the quasi-saint, he is also Daluo's cultivation level.

His eyes were so sharp that the swords around him were vaguely tearing apart the space. It can be seen that in the past century, with the help of the huge resources of the Qinglian Continent, he has the power of qualitative change!

Everyone didn't say anything.

The millions of Qinglian Continent's immortal army behind them have become their strongest backing.

Wei Zifu stepped out and his eyes shot straight into the sky, reaching the top ten saints of the gods.

No fear...

No retreat...

Some are just cold!

"Interesting, but not enough..."

The saints of the gods stood behind the crack.

Looking at the girls who appeared, they shook their heads, "Ten quasi-saints, one saint, if you want to fight against my saints of the gods, you are far from qualified!"

The one who spoke was the flying knife saint who had just taken action.

He is one of the top ten saints of the gods: Taltaros.

The creator of Hell and Underworld, the body of the abyss, and the rule of death in darkness are his peak power, and the soul, in front of him, has no power to resist!

Buzz!

Just as his words fell.

Qinglian Continent.

A terrifying aura appeared in the colorful glow.

The river of fate stagnates and flows, and there are monkeys wearing colorful battle robes, holding golden sticks, coming from the sky!

At the same time!

The world is changing...

Gray, covering the whole world...

Everything seemed to be forbidden, the world was dark and time was retreating...

There, a man in white, with a cold face and walked in the space, coming slowly!

It was in a moment again!

Flashes of dragon roars spread throughout the sky!

The green light in the sky dispels the entire depressing world, and the green light turns into green dragons.

The Canglong roared, the Banana stirred the whole world, and the rules were avoiding and daring to get close!

There, a girl in green stepped on the blue dragon, her eyes were calm and stubborn, and she came through the air!

"One saint, two false saints!"

Taltarus's eyes sterned.

Pseudo-Saint!

That is an existence that has already stepped on the position of the saint.

The difference between it and the saint is just that the former has already placed the spirit in the river of destiny, but the other is in the world!

The combat power is equivalent!

But, if you want to kill, just destroy the entire world!

One is to destroy the entire river of destiny.

The latter is hard to kill...

"It seems that Lao Sun is not late yet!"

The monkey stood beside Wei Zifu, looked at everyone, and grinned.

He has become a saint!

But even so, he has great respect for Wei Zifu, for nothing else, because if it weren't for him, he wouldn't be who he is now!

"Not too late, it's just right!"

Wei Zifu smiled slightly.
To be continued...