"We don't need reinforcements. Is this the time to show off our strength?"

Military God Chen Jinglan heard what Jin Zhengyi said, looked over suddenly, and said very directly.

"You must have felt that kind of aura, right? Each of us is familiar with it."

"Those are three disaster-level gods! You should know what level they are."

"The East and West continents have been separated for fifty years, and they are only now being forcibly brought back by the power of sanctification. The one who separated the East and West continents fifty years ago was just a disaster-level god!"

"Who knows what properties they might have!"

The recent situation is very tense, Chen Jinglan's temper is not very good, and he has been hesitating about something recently.

Jin Zhengyi also knew Chen Jinglan's worries, but he had no choice but to say helplessly:

"I know clearly that if the three disaster levels really come from God, the consequences will be disastrous."

"But Xinyuan also said that gods will be restricted. This world cannot bear too much power, and gods will not descend on a large scale."

"Three disaster levels, it is very likely that like last time, the force that fell to the top of the violent attack came."

"What if it's not like last time? Don't we need to be responsible for this world?" Chen Jinglan continued, as if he was already planning to leave.

"Alas." Jin Zhengyi let out a long sigh, "I also want to go over and take action together, but this is the will of the king."

"He said that the power of people in the Far North will be maximized in the Far North."

"And the reason why it's so powerful there is that it will greatly weaken any outsiders, and they seem to have some kind of formation that allows Junwei to deploy people with the ability to turn things around."

"In short, if those of us go, our strength will be greatly reduced, we will not be of much help, and it will also cause other parts of the world to be too empty..."

Chen Jinglan's expression was ugly, but he actually knew what Jun Wei said was right.

They all understand the home battle strength of the Far North. If it really cannot hold it, they may have to gather the strength of all mankind to hold it.

What about other places?

What no one noticed was that in Chen Jinglan's clenched fist, there was a small core that exuded a strange light.

He kept holding this thing tightly, silently, and struggling.

"Basic defense in various places still needs to be done well, but someone still needs to take a look over there."

Suddenly, someone spoke, and several people turned their heads to see a virtual 3D projection.

It is impossible for several feudal lords to gather here all the time. Many people meet in this way.ωωw..net

The speaker is called Wen Cangsheng!

Lord of the manor, hear Cangsheng!

"My manor is with me and has its own territory. The extreme cold there will not have a particularly great impact on me, so it should be able to help."

"You guys wait and see first. In addition, the area I am responsible for will be left to the military."

Several people looked at each other and nodded. Chen Jinglan said, "Okay, I'll keep an eye on you."

"Then let's do this for now." Wen Cangsheng also nodded, then closed the call and left.

...

Everyone sighed in their hearts and looked to the north again.

At this moment, the Far North has completely raised its butcher's knife!

The formation in the far north has begun. The monarch is in the center of the formation, controlling the movement of space under everyone's feet, like the best chess player in the world.

On the frozen soil, all the seventh level masters started to move.

Their emotionless eyes were completely devoid of warmth. These god-killers used their god-killing skills that they had honed for countless years to send away the gods one by one.

For a time, the Far North seemed to have become a slaughterhouse, a place where the gods shed blood!

Nowhere in the world of dialects can we gather so much high-end combat power with such an astonishing density.

The most critical issue is that the Far North is unlike other cities or regions - there are almost no weak people here!

And in this cold and freezing place, their family achievements seem to be those of ascendants. When the battle gradually becomes fierce, there has not been a single casualty yet!

Even when the earth-level gods fell in droves and their violent attacks on the gods failed to achieve anything, they had not suffered any casualties.

This is a horrific war without gunpowder smoke, roars, or blood. Everything is just like a dramatic conflict in an old-fashioned black-and-white mime.

Only the chill in the cold wind became stronger and stronger.

But Junwei doesn't know how long the invincibility of the Far North can last.

There is no old or weak here. Basically, the older people are, the stronger they get, but not everyone is so strong.

Moreover, no matter how strong you are, there is an upper limit. The three disaster-level auras were looming in the air, but you couldn't catch them at all.

Now it seems that it is one-sided suppression on his side, but he always feels that the gods have a purpose.

Can't wait any longer!

"Xinyuan!"

Junwei in the eyes of the formation suddenly said, and Xinyuan, who was far away in the horizon, had heard his words clearly.

In his induction of the sound of all things, the entire Far North has turned into the grandest battlefield.

Looking at Jun Anyi in front of him, he knew that he had to make a decision.

However, Jun Anyi had already spoken first.

"It seems to be colder here today than in the past. Do you feel it?"

Before Xinyuan could speak, she continued:

"Something happened in the Far North, right?"

Xinyuan was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "Can you feel it too?"

"Of course, you think I won't understand anything after I finish my exercise, right?" There was still no trace of nervousness on her face, she just smiled.

"There are three disaster-level gods in my induction! My uncle told me that if there is a problem, I will take you away first." Xinyuan decided to show off.

"Do you think I'll leave?"

"But I'm worried that they are coming for you!" Xinyuan already felt a little unable to hold on, and he wanted to be selfish.

At this moment, the three disaster-level god auras that made him tense suddenly appeared in his induction.

Appearing together, the distance is very close!

One of them was instantly annihilated, which should be Jun Wei's handiwork, but in the air, a light blade suddenly took shape, with a speed and power that was difficult to capture with light, and struck Jun Anyi head-on!

"Coming!" Xinyuan's heartbeat skipped a beat, and he had already made a decision to take the people and run away first!

With one dash forward, he planned to show up with Jun Anyi.

However, there were three auras of disaster-level gods. Although they did not appear, a strange force blocked Xinyuan for a moment.

At most, it only takes a blink of an eye!

However, the light blade above Jun Anyi's head has already been struck down!

!!!

At that moment, Xinyuan's mind went blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

boom!

Amidst the terrifying energy explosion, Xinyuan came back to his senses and saw the scene in front of him.

Jun Anyi stood there unscathed, raised his right hand, stretched out two slender fingers, and blocked the disaster-level light blade.

But in such a disproportionate comparison, the light blade made no progress at all and was stopped by Jun Anyi's two fingers! It was easy to lift it!

"I told you, it's very safe here."
Chapter completed!