Chapter 696

"The covenant of the gods!"

Even if the pope had not seen the covenant of the gods, he did not know what it looked like.

But the moment he saw the scroll, he could be sure that it was the covenant of the gods!

The ancient atmosphere, vast and grand, as if engraved a whole piece of ancient history in general, magnificent and vast.

The rise and fall, honor and disgrace of the gods seem to be condensed in this small ancient scroll.

The Pope's eyes burst with dazzling light!

He must get it!

But at this time, ye Zichuan's face became a little cloudy and sunny.

One of the three divinities at the top of the brain lights up.

He could probably guess what the bright spot represented.

There is a majestic figure on the throne of God in the void. His whole body is shrouded in the golden light. Although he can't see his face clearly, he can feel a breath of terror.

He is like an abyss, like the sea, even a ray of energy, as if it can submerge a sea of stars.

Lord of the gods!

It's definitely him!

Apart from him, other people will not give ye Zichuan such a feeling.

He never thought that the alliance of gods was reviving at this time, and some special changes had taken place.

What is the secret of the covenant, and what role it has in addition to conferring on the gods.

These ye Zichuan don't know.

What can be made by combining the three masters with more than a dozen gods is definitely not so simple.

The space master once said that the covenant is a fire.

It's the fire of the gods.

But how to revive the gods is not what ye Zichuan can know.

The statues that have been standing in the holy see for many years are all glowing at this time, with the breath of ancient gods.

Compared with ancient times, this small world has become much smaller.

At that time, the gods came here in person to receive the worship of the spirits, so there was their breath here.

Now, the marks left by these gods are revived, like the resurrection of the real ancient gods.

The covenant of the gods is also shining. The huge light brain looks like a star map at this time. Every light spot is a star, and most of them become Death Stars.

At this moment, some of the stars in the death star are also bright, there is a weak light in the twinkling.

Boom!

The whole small world is shaking slightly, unable to bear the more and more strong breath of gods.

Even ye Zichuan felt great pressure.

In particular, the statue of the Lord of the gods was like a hundred thousand mountains pressing on him, which made him sound unbearable.

The figure on the God's seat echoes with the statue, and the breath is connected together, which makes the breath more terrible.

It's like an angry sea roaring here. The vast energy breath is like a sea of stars. It's like a thousand troops galloping between heaven and earth.

It's hard for ye Zichuan to imagine how powerful the real Lord of the gods is just because the breath left by time is so strong?

But the existence standing on the top of the universe could not escape the doom of the gods at dusk.

Is hell really unstoppable?

Does the fire of gods really have the hope of rekindling?

Brush!

Like a pair of eyes opened, in the God seat, the great figure opened his eyes, a pair of eyes light seems to be able to destroy the eternal sky, almost let the world collapse.

Those two beams of eyes were so terrible that they cut through the world as if they had penetrated the river of time.

Ye Zichuan's divine body is about to crack, and there are cracks, such as broken porcelain, with blood flowing out.

Incomparable pressure, let him gasp hard, even feel life and death are not in their own control, at any time will be killed by this light.

It's true that the eyes in the legend kill people!

The level of evolution is too high, and the energy contained in the body is also based on stars. Just as the eye light is like a Star Destroyer, it can instantly destroy a living body.

For the first time, ye Zichuan had a clear understanding of the level of domination.

If the energy in one's body is a drop of water, the energy that dominates one's body is an ocean.

The middle God is not weak, but it can't compare with the level of master.

Brush!

The eyes of the Lord of the gods turn and fall on Ye Zichuan.

Pressure surge!

In an instant, ye Zichuan almost knelt on the ground, but he held on.

Every bone in the body is whining, clucking, and can't bear the heavy load. There are even countless fine cracks on it, which will crack at any time.

The spirit of Ye Zichuan's mind is shining, and every section is changing, reflecting countless spatial images.

That Mou light stares at him for a long time, then slowly astringent.

Yezichuan legs a soft, almost collapsed on the ground.

He clenched his teeth and forced himself not to fall.

Even if the whole body is full of blood, like climbing out of the blood pool.

Powerful energy and vitality are diffused in the body, and bone and muscle tissue are rapidly repaired.

With only a few breaths, ye Zichuan's injury healed a lot.

He looked at the great figure on the throne, his eyes cold.

The Lord of the gods doesn't seem to be friendly to him.

In the small world, other gods have also changed.

One illusory figure after another came out of the statues, and each one was shrouded in the ring of gods, shining like the glory of gods, shining all over the world.

All the believers in the small world are worshiping, looking devout and fanatical.

They didn't expect that they could see real miracles and gods coming in their lifetime!

Even the Pope couldn't restrain his excitement at this time. He didn't expect that the gods were really manifested in the world.

"Great gods, great Lord, please bring down your glory and shine on us who are devout believers. Our faith has never changed since ancient times."

The Pope was chanting, like a mantra, and worshipping the gods.

A figure came out of all the statues, and they gathered together at the moment.

Not many, only seven or eight.

But the breath that comes out seems to crush the heavens.

It was as if the whole universe was shaking under their feet.

"Great gods, some blasphemers break in. In the name of believers, I pray that the gods will come down to judge this blasphemer and let his soul fall into hell forever. It's hard to turn over!"

The Pope kept talking.

However, the gods didn't look at him and didn't even care.

Finally, in the dull eyes of the Pope and countless believers, the figures of the gods bent down to Ye Zichuan.

prostrate oneself in worship!