At this time, the big scroll beside Tongtian War God, also known as Tongtianhou, began to stretch and transform, becoming an ancient and tacky golden helmet.

The armor on his body made him look less like a modern person and more like an existence from some history book.

"What the hell, Sun Wukong?!"

Xinyuan couldn't help but said this, but the God of War heard it clearly.

His brows furrowed slightly, he didn't quite know what Xinyuan meant.

But I always feel that it sounds a bit familiar.

Time is like running water. He has lived for too long and has forgotten many things. That title is like crossing the endless years and traveling through history, awakening something in his soul.

But that touch only passed by for a moment, and he didn't think much about it and didn't respond.

The two of them looked at each other hundreds of miles apart. Without much hesitation, Shinyuan raised his hand to weigh the spear of faith and threw it directly at him.

The golden gun barrel crossed the space and somehow reached the hands of the God of War in an instant.

"What's your name?" Xinyuan asked. He didn't know when such a strong man arrived on the battlefield.

Although they were far apart, he didn't speak too loudly because he knew that the other party could certainly hear him.

"Name? I forgot. Just call me Tongtian."

Tongtianzhanshen said, his eyes turned to the broken gun of faith in front of him.

After looking at it carefully for a long time, he couldn't help but nodded in appreciation.

"Although, my old buddy is more comfortable to use, but you are not bad either."

"What? You even broke yourself. You're a pretty old guy, right?"

He picked up the gun barrel and played with it a few times. It made a whistling sound. Tongtian couldn't help but nodded, and then looked up.

He turned around and glanced at Mo Qinggu, then he flew up into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

But the next second, the sky that originally looked normal suddenly turned black.

The blackness surged, becoming turbid and violent, like a pile of catfish stirring in a pool of mud.

All kinds of strange sounds were ringing in the sky, and I didn't know what was happening.

The sky has become a restricted area for everyone!

When the Tongtian God of War suddenly appeared and showed his aura, all the servants present were tense, as if a disaster was imminent.

They all knew that if the existence of the feudal lord realm attacked them, none of them would be able to survive.

But obviously Tongtian didn't have that idea. Seeing him flying into the sky, all the servants of God, including the Golden Son of God, relaxed.

Because they believe in their "lord" more than the God of War.

Not only them, but the elderly superpowers present also knew that the aura of a disaster-level god was above their heads.

At that level, no matter how hidden the divine descending ceremony is, it cannot be completely hidden.

In history, there are only a few records of disaster-level gods descending. When they are about to succeed in descending, the noise will be extremely loud.

Therefore, people have only one way to deal with it - before he officially descends, gather all possible masters and kill him quickly!

This divine descent was extremely secretive, and only a very special being like the God of War could sense it.

Of course, from now on, there will definitely be other powerful men in the feudal realm who will open their eyes from the long retreat and rush towards this direction.

For all mankind, there can be no room for error in this matter.

Otherwise, once the divine descending is successful, even if it is just a projection, the strongest human being will still not be a match for the gods.

In history, mankind has only made a mistake once.

That mistake allowed people of that era to understand what the end of the world would look like.

Although Mo Qinggu's strength was not enough to make him a lord, in fact, his strength should have allowed him to enter the battlefield above his head.

But he didn't.

He was even a little passive in the fight at this time, and the battle circle between him and Ying Qingchen could be said to be getting more and more skewed as they fought.

Until, he could easily see the battle circle between Jun Anyi and Li Qian.

The battlefield between those two women was, in a sense, the most gorgeous presence on the battlefield.

Although they are all in the sixth realm, the energy they erupted is already close to the level of the seventh realm.

Especially Li Qian, the aura on her body kept going up and down all the time, making her look very unstable.

This is a characteristic of God's servants. To improve their strength, they don't need to consider anything like their state of mind. They just need to obtain strength from the gods.

That's why Li Qian is like this now.

And below them fighting, Xin Yuan was fighting with other servants of God.

Of course, it seems more appropriate to call it massacre.

The ground beneath your feet has long been frozen, and there is no longer a single living person on this frozen ground.

On the cold and pale ice, a figure flashed like a ghost, the ice sword in his hand harvesting lives one after another.

Xinyuan's body has strong sword intent and even stronger killing intent!

Under the nourishment of blood, the sword in his hand has a bit of the "demon" flavor in the Demonic Sound Sword, choosing people to devour.

He respected Jun Anyi's words and did not interfere, but he could not let other servants of God interfere.

The Demonic Sound Severing Soul in her hand has long been prepared, and Li Qian has been paying attention to the sky, ready to deliver the blow at any time.

He actually has no fighting qualities, and he doesn't mind sneak attacks at all if necessary.

But now, his expression became very ugly.

Mo Qinggu was still fighting the servant of the god, but for some reason, he came behind him.

Feeling the sword intent on his body that seemed to tear apart the space, he smiled and said:

"Okay, now you are just like an unsheathed sword."

His tone was calm and even a bit teasing, just like the first time the two met.

But now, Xinyuan's face was expressionless, and he didn't even look back at the first person under the title.

From the moment he saw Li Qian and saw her bewitched look, he wanted to understand many, many things.

Why did Mo Qinggu come to me inexplicably to ask him that question and the red envelope at that time.

All this is not that complicated and it is not difficult to think clearly.

His voice was cold and he said:

"The traitor in the red envelope is her, right?"

Xinyuan's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Mo Qinggu's heart accurately, leaving him speechless for a long time.

"Yes, yes." Mo Qinggu responded softly, then nodded, admitting openly without denying it at all.

They are not the kind of people who bother to lie.

"That is to say, you already knew it, but you couldn't do it, right?"

"Yeah." Mo Qinggu nodded again.

"In fact, many things could have been avoided, but you didn't do that because this is your daughter, right?"

"You chose to stand by her, even if you knew she had killed many people, even if you knew of her betrayal, right?"

This time, Mo Qinggu didn't come out.

After a long time, he said softly: "I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to apologize to me. I understand you, very much."

"I am much more selfish than you. If my daughter or lover stands on the opposite side of the world, then it is impossible for me to stand on the other side of the world."

While Xinyuan was speaking, he kept looking up at the sky quietly, looking at Jun Anyi's battlefield in the sky.

"But I'm also much simpler than you."

"Today's scene is really big. It should shock the world. I know that everyone here has their own reasons and beliefs for fighting."

"But I'm different. No one gave me money this time. I only joined the war because she was here."

Having said this, Xinyuan turned around and looked at Mo Qinggu.
Chapter completed!