For 800 years, a steady stream of monks came to foreign battlefields, and cities rose with the base camp as the center.
The first three hundred thousand monks have also gathered to more than two million.
At the same time, many familiar forces joined, which made Xuebo supreme sigh endlessly.
Jiudi Pavilion, which had been destroyed after the last Holocaust, reappeared. Red ear supreme and purple hair supreme joined in turn.
The star sky sword sect in flight also went to foreign battlefields. Wu Jianxian, as always, just added a sense of awe in indifference.
Bai ape, the ancestor of Ba nationality, smelled the order of the assembly of the temple of life, and took his children and grandchildren to foreign battlefields in the first 100 years.
What surprised the Supreme Xuebo most was that the Taixu temple, which thought it had already looked like the virtual universe, did not surrender. The Taixu God Emperor was as good and evil as tens of thousands of years ago.
When he saw that the blood wave supreme not only did not fall, but broke through the invincible supreme and achieved the position of half ancestor, he also didn't say much, but asked to see the unparalleled sword.
The blood wave Supreme Master did not refuse. After pointing to the direction of the unparalleled sword, the Taixu God Emperor jumped away.
Then, the wine crazy old beggar wandering in the sky swayed and arrived. He was carrying a wine gourd with a broken snowflake sword, a ragged Taoist shirt and two blushes on his face.
He is more drunk than 20000 years ago, but everyone who knows him knows that he will never be drunk.
The sword alliance created by the ancient road in the starry sky where jianwushuang is located has all arrived. The nine star holy land, the nine star Holy Son and the morluo family have also come one after another.
So far, nearly three million monks have been gathered for 800 years.
It is often a star domain that can give birth to a supreme God. At the moment, there are more than 200000!
Now everything has far exceeded the scale of any war of havoc!
The infinite star field of the whole divine power universe, even if it is further away, has contributed its own force.
The blood wave supreme temporarily took the place of the temple of life and began to adjust the monks with a large base.
The wordless monument standing not far from the base camp has almost become a landscape. Every friar who comes to the battlefield outside the territory will wait and see here, mostly weeping secretly.
More than 200 disciples from the dragon and Phoenix families took turns to guard the sword. Fengqi, the ancestor of the Phoenix family, was waiting here.
So busy, after more than 900 years, no one felt boring. All monks were breaking through themselves as much as possible.
"When will he wake up? Is there any problem? " The overlord with pure cultivation stood not far from the wordless Monument and looked at the unparalleled sword sitting in silence like a clay sculpture from a distance.
As the nine star son of the sword alliance, he held two arms and whispered, "if you worry about him, you might as well worry about yourself first. He is a monster that seizes heaven and earth."
The overlord smacked his mouth, stole a glance at the king of Jiujie not far away, and then said in a low voice, "do you think today's unparalleled sword will be much more powerful than the king of Jiujie?"
The nine star Holy Son glanced at the overlord, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, but the sword unparalleled has never disappointed me. Now he is the leader of the palace of life. Do you know what that means?"
"And I've heard that without the sword before closing, it can compete with the semi ancestral strong."
A word woke up the dreamer. Overlord suddenly realized that there was a semi ancestral existence in today's temple of life, which was even more terrible than his ancestors.
And the unparalleled sword can sit as the leader of the palace, which means
Overlord didn't dare to daydream. Although the unparalleled sword also existed in his heart, it was terrible to be able to compete with the half ancestor level in a half step invincible state
He took the wine gourd from the tip of the sword of the wine madman old beggar. The king of Jiujie saluted the unparalleled back of the sword, and then looked up and drank a big mouthful.
"How's it going, boy? Is my wine strong?" The old beggar asked with a smile.
The king of nine robbers grinned and said, "strong!"
The old beggar was very happy, as if he had heard the best praise. He grabbed the wine gourd and poured himself a big mouthful.
A long hiccup made the old beggar drunk and hazy.
"In my long life, I have only fought a war of havoc, that is, the last war in which the body of Zeus fell."
"Do you know why I didn't participate in the first war of havoc?"
King Jiujie shook his head.
The old beggar grinned, "that's because I'm too selfish."
"Selfish?" The king of Jiujie was confused.
As if in retrospect, the old beggar's eyes seemed filled with the past, "I became famous before the first Holocaust war, but I didn't participate in the first Holocaust war. At that time, I swam in all things, but advertised that I was independent, and everything had nothing to do with me."
"Until the opening of the first war of havoc, I vaguely realized that everyone did not exist independently. At that time, most of the divine universe also fell, and everything I loved was quietly destroyed."
"That is, in that war of havoc, I stayed out of it, but I saw the brilliance of a group of people, and the empty heart of Tao was pursued for the first time."
"Until the last war of the Holocaust, I finally fought side by side with them, but they all left one by one. Only I was still alive."
"I used to think that if I grew up step by step, the ultimate goal was just to protect, it would be too boring."
"But fortunately, the long years have taught me a lesson and made me wake up. Now I have finally come to this road."
The old beggar always smiled. "Once I was young, I witnessed the Zeus God who turned the tide with my own strength. Now my greatest hope is to witness the rise of the next Zeus God and lead the whole universe to live well."
At this point, the old beggar turned and staggered away, "selfish guy like me, I hope there is less and less divine power in the universe."
Jiujie Wang quietly looked at the wine crazy old beggar dressed in sloppy clothes, and inexplicably overlapped a graceful green shirt swordsman with him.
Perhaps the old beggar in his youth was so reckless.
The king of Jiujie, who came back to God, looked at the figure sitting in front of the wordless monument, "you guy, I'm looking forward to witnessing your growth."
Twelve hundred years passed by, but the spring and autumn of the world changed, and the new snow replaced the spring. For these monks who came to the path of cultivation, they just added a bit of mood.
The figure sitting under the wordless monument finally moved in this long time.
The falling dust is light, and a trace of noble divine pattern quietly surges from the tip of the hair.