The Divine War began, and early the next morning, when the Heavenly Gate that had been opened by Jiang Feng's sword was completely consolidated, and even the Heavenly Gate could be seen from the human world, one after another gods fell down directly!

The gods and spirits, with their gestures, were tornadoes that swept thousands of miles, as if they wanted to destroy everything in the world!

Led by Jiang Feng, the monks of the Ten Thousand Races Yuan Infant Realm and above all rushed straight up!

In the middle of the battlefield, all the monks of the Yuan Infant Realm and above of all the races were gathered!

As for the Heavenly Court's side, except for the God King, all the gods in the Divine Court were attracted!

This is the last battle, if all races win, the gods will be destroyed, and if the gods win, all the races will be slaves, and in the next hundreds of millions of years, or even forever, there will be no chance to turn over!

The true dragon led the dragon clan to fly in the air, and the dragon shadows covered the sky and the sun, and the true dragon clan fought alone against the sea god holding the trident.

Phoenix, Yellow, Hideous...... A legendary ancient beast roared and rushed forward, and the whole world echoed their roar.

The martial artists in the world are headed by the Chen family, the men roll up their sleeves, the women knot their skirts, and their fists shake the sky.

The Confucian sage took his disciples to flip through the books, turning over the books one by one, and the wind blowing the wind on the battlefield blew on the battlefield, adding buffs to the ten thousand races on the battlefield.

It turns out that the sound of books is so loud and moving, who said that it is useless to be a scholar?

The old man of the Taoist who rode the green ox lightly whipped the dust, and together with his disciples, at the feet of all races, there were rivers of time!

The Buddhist Arhat Jin body forward, fighting with the martial arts, the old monk is taking the little monk to recite the scriptures, one by one the golden lotus flowers open out of thin air, the golden lotus falls into the long river of Taoist time, attracting the vision of the avenue!

The Yin-Yang family monks arranged the magic circle, reversed the cause and effect, continued the life of the soul, and even exchanged their lives for their lives, and exchanged their own lives for the lives of the martial arts sword cultivators!

The doctor monk heals the bones of life, and the poisonous god invades the golden body.

Everyone knows that this is a war with no way back!

No one thought they would make it back alive.

One god after another has been shattered! It took an unknown number of lives for all races to scatter a god!

And the Protoss would never have thought that those all the races in the world who were regarded as ants by themselves would be able to compete with themselves, stand in front of themselves, be qualified to fight with themselves, and even fall into the disadvantage!

"Boom!"

Just when the gods were bombarded and killed, in the sky, dark clouds were thick, and a heavenly catastrophe slashed down, cutting the earth and shaking the mountains and rivers.

Above the sky, two men and three women stand side by side! They were all humanoids, one holding a thunder bead, one holding a spear, one holding a sword, and one holding a jade flute.

They are the five gods under the throne of the gods, and the five gods are ranked in no particular order, and each of them is the closest existence to the god king!

When the five gods came, the morale of the Protoss was even higher, although they were a little uncomfortable why they didn't take action as soon as possible, but now it was like a life-saving straw, making people reluctant to let go.

However, many gods do not have such a good impression of the god with a long sword and a name named Yi Zhi!

If it weren't for Yi Zhi who taught such a perverted apprentice and created a new cultivation path for those ants in the Nether Realm, where would there be so many things now.

However, although those gods were unhappy, they were just unhappy, and they didn't blame this Yizhi.

Because self-esteem as a god will never blame others for wrong things, which is a manifestation of extreme incompetence!

How can my gods blame others for their weakness?

"But ants!"

The man holding the thunder bead let out a soft cry and raised the thunder bead in his hand, above the sky, the sun was covered by dark clouds, and lightning loomed behind the clouds.

"Fall!"

The Lei Zhu man waved his big hand, and with the sound that resounded throughout the world, a bolt of lightning smashed towards the most dense place of the Demon Alliance, which was bound to turn even the gods in it into powder!

For the Lei Zhu man, surrounded and suppressed by a group of slaves, these so-called gods, it is better to die, as soon as the gods die, the divine power will return to the divine court, and after hundreds of thousands of years, new gods will appear.

And just when that thunder tribulation as thick as a hill smashed to the ground, in the camp of the Shemale Alliance, tens of thousands of flying swords slashed through the air at the same time!

These sword cultivators are the sum of all the Yuan Infant Realms and above of the human race and the demon race, if this batch of sword cultivators dies, then among the ten thousand clans, the sword cultivation with the highest realm is just Jin Dan!

The head of more than 10,000 sword cultivators was dressed in white.

He stood beneath the thunderbolt, his sword in front of him, and the wind whipped his green silk.

A sword swing!

The ice-cold sword qi turned into an ice-colored rainbow and rushed straight towards the thunder tribulation!

In an instant, that thunder tribulation was frozen into a huge "ice branch leaf" that fell from the sky and tried to touch the earth!

"Kill!"

"For the Terrans!"

"For the sake of the girl!"

"For the sake of the woman....."

Jiang Feng is like a totem, the moment Jiang Feng appeared on the battlefield, the morale of all races rose to an extreme, just like meeting the so-called god king, he could also bite off a piece of his flesh,

The battle became more and more fierce, and all the races of the world fought the final battle with the gods.

One by one, the gods fell, and one by one the world's famous monks died!

This war lasted for an unknown amount of time!

As a result of the fighting, many ordinary people died.

The patriarch of the Chen clan punched and the golden elephant god to die together, starting from the ground under the feet of the patriarch of the Chen clan, and cracks appeared in all of them! The original prototype of Xunxian Continent split open!

Jiang Feng fought with the Lei Zhu man and the gods holding the big sword, and after hundreds of rounds, Jiang Feng fell with a sword, and the two gods split into two, and they all dissipated!

In the end, they were so unbelievable that their divine bodies had collapsed!

And because of Jiang Feng's sword, Wan Jian Continent was separated from that entire piece of land, but it left behind countless sword qi.

The phoenix fell, shattered a place, and this place was separated, named Wutong.

Until the end, all the gods fell, and the monks of all races were even more than two, and above that sky, he was dressed in white, and after many years, he finally saw her again and stood in front of him.

The faint sword roar of the ice and snow sword in Jiang Feng's hand was like a continuous excitement after slashing the gods, and it was more like greeting a friend when he saw him.

"What's your name?"

The woman holding the golden sword in her hand bent her eyes to look at him who was bathed in golden divine blood, and smiled softly.

As it was at the beginning, a woman handed out two steamed buns to the hungry boy and asked for his name.

"Jiang Feng."

The grown boy, replied.

"The river of the river, the maple of the maple."

The woman smiled and said:

"I love your name."