The gods were injured and the gods who had lived for 50,000 years were almost killed, and they were stunned by the mortal clans, trembling all over, looking at the deep desolation in horror, and couldn't guess how powerful the gods in the depths were

The gods were terrifying, and the desolate universe was screaming in grief, and all races surrendered, and even the Four Realms did not dare to take the opportunity to cause chaos.

"Let's wait to retreat" The Heavenly Emperor wiped the void, time and space reversed, and what had just happened was circulating in his sea of consciousness, with a tuft between his eyebrows, and said coldly.

All the heroes retreated one after another, no one proposed to deal with the necromancer, and no one dared to fight the idea of leaving, no matter how good the holy medicine is, if you have a life to take it, you have to have a life to enjoy it.

The Emperor of the Sky casually took everyone into the other world, obviously the beautiful time and space at the beginning, still the birds and flowers, beautiful, a wisp of green willows rippling on the water, and the water waves slowly dissipated.

The aura of the people became very heavy, and they were all worried about the sudden appearance of the desolate hell force, and the gods all retreated, and even suffered heavy losses, obviously it was no longer possible to infer this force with common sense.

"Heavenly Daoist, how many gods are there in that desolate prison, how powerful are they, and how powerful are they to hurt you like this" There was a trace of doubt in the corner of the Holy Ancestor Emperor's eyes, and he suddenly asked in a deep voice.

The Emperor of the Sky had a heavy face, a strand of white hair flowing, and this battle consumed the few remaining vitality, and it seemed even more vicissitudes and sadness.

"There are only three gods who appear, and one is...... The human race, the human race of the eternal era, but I am not very sure, it is too far away, it is difficult to explore his origin across countless eras, and the strength has not decreased much" The Emperor of the Sky said in a low voice.

"Three gods?" After saying this, even the Holy Ancestor Emperor felt incredible, let alone a group of juniors, who were speechless in surprise.

"That so-called desolate hell, the passage of time is extremely slow, almost stopped, I don't know how many desolate ancient gods are hiding in it, they fall into a deep sleep, hoping to find the true way of immortality, but once they stay there for a long time, it is equivalent to imprisoning their steps, those gods do not dare to step out of the desolate prison at all, there is no time shackles, once they step out of the desolate prison, the torrent of time will directly crush them, so they are not much of a threat to mortal dust at all. The Heavenly Emperor then explained.

No one knows how many gods there were in the eternal era, and the historical record has long been lost, and when there are countless gods in a deserted prison, that place is simply terrifying

"Could it be that the ancestor of my Void Clan, Zhan Ancestor, is also in the desolation, and could the god who killed the Holy Ancestor also be there?" Yun Yijian suddenly remembered the two gods who suddenly disappeared, and suddenly asked.

Yun Yijian didn't know much about the names of the gods, only the two gods who killed the Saint Ancestor and the Zhan Ancestor, but the two gods disappeared inexplicably, so he had to ask such doubts.

"It is impossible for Zhan Zu to be there, according to history and folk rumors, Zhan Zu and the four gods of the Four Realms and hundreds of Great Emperors fell into the Burial Immortal Road at the same time, unless the Burial Immortal Road and the Desert Prison are connected, it is impossible to be there at all, as for the gods who killed the Holy Ancestor's predecessors, it is very likely that they will be in the Deserted Prison" The Emperor of the Sky shook his head and said.

"That desolate prison is a time bomb, as long as they untie the shackles of time and exist in the world forever, a large group of gods will pour out, and there will be a peaceful day in the desolate universe. "The Holy Ancestor is sad and merciful, and the voice of vicissitudes makes heaven and earth sad.

"Yes, what I'm most worried about now is whether the Desert Hell is movable, once it can be moved, mortal dust will definitely suffer, I need to recover from my injuries and find a way to destroy the Wasteland, even if I can't destroy it, I have to find the Burial Immortal Road, and send the Wasteland to the Burial Immortal Road" The threat of the Wasteland is now stronger than the Four Realms, the Four Realms, as long as there are one or several emperors, they can contend with it, but there are not many gods in the Wasteland, once it erupts, the entire Flood Universe will collapse.

The Emperor of the Heavens had to prepare in advance, he didn't have much time left, unless he was willing to absorb the essence of the life of the strong like that group of gods and survive, it would be difficult to live for more than a hundred years.

"I'm willing to help you" The Holy Ancestor's invincible arrogance burst out, disrespecting the sky and disrespecting the immortal Buddha, and the broken body exuded a vast battle intent.

"Don't use it for the time being, Holy Ancestor, you are a Void Clan, Yun Yijian will be handed over to your old teaching during this time, I want to find the Burial Immortal Road in the Flood Universe, as long as I find the Burial Immortal Road, the Desert Prison is not terrible, it is irresistible, I can finally use my strength to send it into the Burial Immortal Road, if I can't find it...... Hey"

The Emperor of the Sky is helpless, his life is limited, it is difficult to sing alone, there are too few gods in this world after all, even the Great Emperor, the human race has not appeared for 10,000 years, there may be a few of them, but it is not useful, a person has resisted in the world for 50,000 years, even if it is a god, he feels tired.

"Cangtian Daoyou, you said that there is still an emperor in my clan in the world, but the soul is sealed, can you let me see it, maybe I can unseal it" The conversation between the emperor and the gods made Yun Yijian and the others unable to interject, so they could only retreat silently.

"Hey, the premise for her soul to be unsealed must be the essence blood of the Great Emperor within the five generations of the War Clan, and it must cooperate with the cultivators of the Great Perfection Realm of the Great Perfection of the Great Circle of Reincarnation and the Yin and Yang Dao Cultivators...... But let's try it, I've tried for 30,000 years, and I still can't find a solution, if she doesn't wake up, how can I be willing to die" The Emperor of the Sky fluttered a few strands of white hair, turned around and walked towards the hall behind.

The vicissitudes of helplessness made people feel sad, Yun Yijian lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, his footsteps moved slowly, feeling the two blazing eyes behind him, and he didn't know what to do.

Nangong Qilan's face was sad, she didn't know how to choose, Yun Yijian suffered a lot in the ancient battlefield for her, and almost disappeared, if he didn't like himself, it was tantamount to deceiving himself, his heart that had never been active had already been conquered by the Zhan family, and now she couldn't leave if she wanted to, if she didn't leave, how could she be willing to share a man with others.

Ye Ziyue's every move, every look was telling herself that she was already Yun Yijian's person, and she was so weak, presumably Yun Yijian owed her a lot, and she didn't want him to be difficult at this time, so she could only grit her teeth and endure the sourness in her heart, silently shifting her gaze.

"Hmm, big brother, you big radish, tell me honestly, how many women do you have outside" Xiao Moyu was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, without the coercion and restraint of the Holy Ancestor and the Emperor of the Heavens, she didn't look at the situation, and asked directly.

When this sentence came out, even Nangong Qilan couldn't help but raise her head and stare at Yun Yijian, and secretly said in her heart, "If this bastard has another outside, I will definitely turn around and leave, and there will be absolutely no hesitation."

Nangong Qilan subconsciously relaxed her bottom line, and never thought that Ruoyun Yijian really didn't have a fourth woman except for this night Ziyue and the known Kunlun Ziyao.

"Ahem... No, just the two of you, Qilan, do you believe me......" Yun Yijian looked at Nangong Qilan's eyes, and immediately hurriedly explained.

Nangong Qilan and Ye Ziyue glanced at each other, their pink fists clenched, their pulses intertwined, and they rushed towards Yun Yijian frantically, in order to vent the anger in their hearts.