Chapter 3942: Unpredictable

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Rebirth Day.
A behemoth that looks like an ancient battleship is colliding with each other.
Among the major groups of innate gods and spirits, the lower nirvana is really spreading out, and they are fighting madly, making the chaotic void dilapidated.
Billions of miles of sky, like the choppy sea, fluctuating.
Whoo!
Between a cyan superstar and a continent surrounded by purple light, a figure was rushing towards the distance.
His speed is too fast.
In an instant, endless territory.
But it still doesn't work.
Because there are many chasers, and all of them are extremely fast, and most of them are more exaggerated than him.
"Xiao Ye, the time is alternating with the Permian, where do you think you can escape?"
"Come on, die!"
One of the creatures has already caught up.
His cultivation years are extremely long, and he has walked quite far at the level of the lower Nirvana Realm, which is much stronger than that of Wei Dao.
He was born with silver divine wings, dazzling and dazzling, like a pair of sickles in the sky, flowing the four chaotic avenues above it, turning into a beam of streamer, which had attacked Xiao Ye behind him.
Poof!
Xiao Ye shook his figure and tried to avoid it, but it was still a little slower. His body was rubbed in, and he received a terrible impact, and his body flew out.
Uh!
He hadn't waited for Xiao Ye to stabilize his body. The creature with silver wings had already caught up with him and stopped in front of him with a cold look.
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
It was just a short time, the space was turbulent, and there were three hundred true wing gods. They also came across the sky one after another and surrounded Xiao Ye.
"The ancient group, the best genius disciple since hundreds of Permian, is about to fall today!"
"The road of this son's rise is contaminated with too much blood from the descendants of Yishen, and no one can save him today!"
"Kill this son first, then rush back, and then slaughter other ancient gods. In this great battle, our wing group will definitely be the biggest winner!"
...
They stared at Xiao Ye, as if looking at a checkmate.
At the same time, some true wing gods even took out the material that had been deposited in the Permian from the body, and arranged Nirvana array around them to cover Xiao Ye.
They are not too cautious.
It was Xiao Ye’s luck, which was too much, and he faced danger several times. However, he was repeatedly disturbed by various forces, which made him escape.
Now that they have come in large numbers, naturally they do not want the old scene to reappear.
Faced with this scene, Xiao Ye calmed down, stood in the field, silently healed the wound, and did not rush to break through.
At the same time, his deep eyes looked in the other direction.
There was a breath of ancient supernatural powers blooming at the same time, and there was a wave of battle fluctuations. It was not as amazing as the big battle, but it was also quite tragic.
"Has the seven nights already begun?"
"He is really not simple, it seems that he wants to slaughter the hundred wing true biography, there should be no problem!"
Xiao Ye whispered to herself, gazing at the 300 wing gods in front of her.
This is definitely a lineup that can make any lower Nirvana spirits fear, but he is calm and frightening.
"What's this boy doing?"
At the same time, the true story of the Wing God that surrounded Xiao Ye was aware of something awkward and his expression changed slightly.
boom!
Before they could move, Xiao Ye was covered in purple and steaming, and most of the wounds on his body were healing quickly, and the origins reappeared.
"how can that be!"
"It turns out that this kid deliberately led us here!"
At this moment, these more than three hundred wing gods really came to react, all of them were beating wildly.
"Sorry, let you down."
"The sixth form of Zun Dao Shen Tong, although it is beyond my realm, but only launched a move, it did not let me fall directly to the bottom!"
Xiao Ye's eyes are bright and clear, and he has the intent to rise in battle.
In the horrified eyes of all the disciples of the True Legend of Wing God, the square chess board of time has flew out of Xiao Ye's body.
Buzz!
The chessboard of time has skyrocketed, which is even larger than Nati’s Zichen Continent. All the creatures present will be shrouded in together, and all the breath will be hidden in this world.
"What artifact is this!"
The three hundred wing true disciples were all shocked.
From the chessboard of time, they all felt the breath of the supreme avenue flowing, making them palpitations.
The most terrifying thing is.
The Xiao Ye in front of him is also a great change in temperament, and there is a rich time breath flowing on his body, the source fluctuations are rising violently, and there are six kinds of Chaos Avenues rising alternately around the body.
"If you want to slaughter our ancient group and other true stories, then pass me Xiao Ye first!" Xiao Ye's expression was cold, and the whole body was floating and turbulent.
The criss-cross scales on the time board are shining, forty-nine chess pieces are urged to evolve into his phantom, and at the same time urge the time fist of the time, they have already been killed towards the three hundred wing gods.
His deity also rushed up.
It is indeed terrifying that the three hundred wing gods are really chased and killed. Xiao Ye also has no confidence in using the Avenue of Time to slaughter as much as possible.
But he was willing to give it a try!
"Kill kill!"
The three hundred wing gods' true stories are all roaring together.
This series of changes is too fast for them to respond.
But now they can't allow them to think too much, only to fight hard.
The terrifying battle broke out in an instant, but all the battle fluctuations were perfectly hidden by the time board.
...
at the same time.
The true legends of the Wing God and the ancient group, the battlefield area of ​​the decisive battle.
Although the two sides are still in a fierce battle, there is obviously a strange atmosphere pervading.
Especially many true wing gods, but they are all a little uneasy, and there is a trace of panic in their expressions.
Because the one who went to chase the seven nights, a hundred winged gods are truly transmitted, and none of them have returned yet.
And by virtue of the induction between the true tokens, the breath of the true wings of the wing gods is constantly disappearing, apparently falling one after another!
As for the true biography of the three hundred winged gods who went to chase Xiao Ye, they also did not return, and even relying on the true transmission token, they could not distinguish their directions, as if they disappeared out of thin air.
"Damn, what the is going on!"
This kind of change, so that the true spread of the wing gods in the field, was overshadowed by an ominous hunch.
Qiye and Xiao Ye are genius disciples of the ancient group.
Now when I think about it carefully, the two have escaped and escaped one after another, and there is indeed something wrong, more like a deliberate general.
"The true biography of 300 wing gods in solo wars, Brother Xiao Ye is really brave!"
The whole body was glowing, a purple gold cloak dancing behind him, the heroic Gu Zhao, in dealing with the super powers in the true biography of Wing God, led the siege, and a look of expectation appeared in the eyes.
(The first is here!)