"The door you opened for mankind is also open for us!"

"The door you opened for mankind is also open for us!"

........

Crazy sounds began to ring continuously in Xinyuan's ears. The sounds themselves were filled with madness, as if they were trying to drive him crazy too.

Only then did Xinyuan realize that the existence of this voice sounded in his mind.

Among the countless frantic languages, he could only understand this sentence, and it was this sentence that was trying hard to penetrate into the depths of his spirit and trying desperately to destroy his spirit.

"cough!"

It took almost all of his strength to maintain his mental stability under such a voice. The light beam on his body began to shake violently, driving the entire city as if it was shaking together.

This point of his is very crucial. If one person is defeated, the earth will shake.

"Cough cough cough!"

Shinyuan began to cough violently, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs, and his mouth slowly began to turn scarlet.

——No! The person of this voice is wrong!

——What is this sound? What kind of pressure from a god is this? Can such a god be born into the world?

Amid the powerlessness brought about by the violent shaking, and the despair brought about by the powerlessness, Xinyuan used all his strength to stabilize his mentality.

Can even just the sound of sound have such an impact on myself?

Is this why even the father of superpowers gave up? Is this why he concluded that mankind has no hope of victory?

This is so powerful that it is incomprehensible...

Xin Yuan couldn't help but think about it, and his heart couldn't help but be affected by a negative emotion. The shadow of giving up began to spread in his mind.

Boom!

Boom!!

A large number of cracks began to occur on the ground below where the light pillar was located, and the cracks continued to break, burying the surrounding buildings that represented human civilization.

The building collapsed, and at the same time, the actions of the god Nabin seemed to become even more violent.

The guardians of the surrounding abyss and the far north naturally realized what was wrong with the problem immediately. They all turned back and looked at Xinyuan's location.

Almost everyone's pupils shrank instantly and their expressions changed instantly.

Facing the gods who remained expressionless, their hearts really trembled and they couldn't help but panic.

Because Xinyuan's current state is really terrifying. Blood mist is oozing from the pores all over his body, especially the head. The bleeding from the seven orifices looks like a ghost!

What's going on?

People like him have been waiting by his side, but these gods haven't even given Xinyuan a hair, so why is it like this?

And...I didn’t feel anything unusual at all!

This is simply a house being stolen.

Obviously, that terrifying sound only existed in Xinyuan's ears, and none of them noticed anything was wrong.

There was no need for any communication. The two parties had already carried out an internal division of labor. The two leaders of the abyss immediately turned their heads, facing away from Xinyuan, and continued to resist the impact of the gods.

Jun Wei, on the other hand, dodged and came to the side of the light pillar and to Xinyuan.

"Hey! How are you?!"

"Can you speak?"

There was a hint of anxiety in Jun Wei's voice. Due to his relationship with his daughter, his evaluation of Xinyuan has always been difficult to describe, and it was different from other people in the world.

But if you are here and watch Xinyuan die in front of you, how should you tell your daughter about this when you go back?

The characteristics of the extreme cold cloak made him calm down instantly. Looking at Xinyuan's body shaking like chaff, he understood that this must be the god's target.

At the last moment, the gods were so ruthless that they even resorted to such methods as "assassination".

Through the golden light, he stretched out a hand to Xinyuan.

The hand was covered with frost, and soon, Xinyuan's face was also covered with white frost, like a film made of frost, covering his head.

The crazy pain slowly subsided. The cold made his thinking slow down, and also greatly weakened the damage he suffered.

"How is it? What happened?!"

Junwei asked immediately. He didn't know Xinyuan's current physical condition. In the light beam, he couldn't really check Xinyuan's body.

"They... exceeded my expectations..."

Xinyuan's words were a little dazed, and even his pupils were slightly dilated, as if he had been shattered at the soul level.

Jun Wei's heart skipped a beat. As the guardian of the Far North, he actually had a deeper understanding of the gods. He flipped his wrist, took out a special patch-type serial weapon, and pressed it against his throat.

Then, a majestic voice sounded, piercing Xinyuan's soul.

"Xinyuan, as long as you can still breathe, the Far North will not let you die!"

"Xinyuan, even if you die, there is a way in the far north to keep your body from rotting for half a year and find a way to resurrect it!"

Junwei's voice made Xinyuan wake up a lot, and his eyes refocused, and then he realized that what he had just experienced was the most dangerous attack.

Then, his blood-red eyes looked at Jun Wei, and the corners of his mouth raised, revealing his scarlet gums.

"Thanks!"

"Seventeen minutes! Just seventeen minutes left!"

"Is your body okay?" Junwei asked.

"Whether it is possible or not, it must be possible!"

Xinyuan's eyes were also filled with madness. It was something beyond human boundaries. Under the pressure of the gods, he also began to reveal the crazy side of his heart.

He ignored the terrifying voice in his ears, and the light pillar covering his body suddenly shone brightly. The entire world was filled with the domineering golden light belonging to Xinyuan!

Moo!

After roaring in unison, the puppets and other downgraded gods felt something was wrong and began a final fierce attack, but time was still passing by, and Shinyuan seemed to have seen the dawn of the final stage.

When the time entered the last 300 seconds, suddenly, the power of the gods in the city fell off a cliff.

All those below the madness level were wiped out in ashes, while those above the madness level quickly evacuated, some tore open the space and left, and some were exhausted.

In the sky, a gray eye wrapped with golden lines suddenly opened.

Junwei, the leader of soldiers, and the leader of Dou all stopped for a moment, feeling a strong sense of dizziness in their minds. They all lowered their heads and instinctively avoided the sight of their heads.

That is the level of life.

When Mo Qinggu became a saint, these feudal lords had never felt this small!

That is a terrifying existence above the saints!

In the sky, the only person looking at those eyes that looked like a vortex of gravity was Xinyuan, as if his soul was about to be annihilated.

In my mind, a familiar voice sounded inexplicably.

"Tsk."

"broken......"

——That is the voice of the father of superpowers!
Chapter completed!