It turns out that I am the Supreme Power

It was originally a battle between the fairy world and the god world, but now, it has become a battle between the heavens and the gods.

Why?

Because the God Realm belongs to the highest plane in this universe, and the cultivators of the heavens and myriad worlds have longed for the God Realm, and this has formed a silent tacit understanding.

Although the power gap between the two sides is too great, cultivators from the Immortal Realm and Myriad Realms are not afraid. Even if they die, they will enter the God Realm.

The temptation to become a god is too great.

Immortal Realm, Tianji Dao, Tianxuanji looked at the shuttle ships and warships passing by in the void, sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Junior brother, you split the Jiuzhongtian with a sword, and then disappeared. But your sword caused chaos in the heavens and the world."

"I don't know if it's good or bad. In the entire heavens and worlds, I'm afraid only the Xuantian Continent can fight against it. No, it shouldn't be able to fight it, because there are too few strong people in the Xuantian Continent, and the strong ones are ridiculously strong. , Weak ones... Hey, the weak ones can be ignored."

Worry flashed across his face. If he really got to that point, some lunatics might perish together with the God Realm. At that time, the entire heavens and worlds would be finished.

At the boundary wall, there are more and more shuttle ships and warships, which cannot be seen at a glance.

Due to the large number, the entire void was suppressed with terrifying waves of air.

The air waves kept impacting the surroundings, and some weak shuttle ships were directly torn to pieces by the force of the air waves.

Because this is not an ordinary air wave, but an air wave in the fairy world, the space is constantly compressed, compressed to the extreme, I am afraid that a small world can be destroyed.

"Is this a battle of planes?"

"No, it's no longer a war of planes, but a war of heavens."

"Oh my god, it's horrible."

"We are only from a small world, so we should stay far away. Once we get close, we will be torn apart by this terrifying air wave before we are killed."

Tens of thousands of miles away, the cultivators from these small worlds retreated and retreated, not to mention fighting, they were either torn apart by the air waves, or shocked to death by the breath of the strong.

For the sake of my life, it is better to stay away.

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard, I must have been attacked this time."

The evil lord stepped into the void, looked at the battle below, and laughed wildly.

"What did the god say, and asked these high-ranking gods to give some quotas to cultivators from the fairy world or other planes appropriately, so that they can enter the god world. It's all right now, they are under siege."

At this time, an old man looked at the evil lord in the void, and said angrily: "Evil lord, you are also from the God Realm, do you want to stay out of it?"

The evil lord looked at the old man and sneered: "Shenjun Dongpeng, I don't remember that I am a person from the God Realm. Don't you want to kill them all? If I don't make trouble for you, you can burn incense."

"you……"

"What are you, talk again, I don't mind killing people."

Hearing the words, Dongpeng Shenjun pointed at the evil lord, trembling with anger, unable to utter a word.

"My lord, do you think the Heavens and Myriad Realms will win this battle?"

asked the great elder.

"Win? It's impossible to win. After all, the God Realm has a profound background, but I'm afraid this battle won't stop for hundreds of years. Although the God Realm will win, it will also hurt muscles and bones, unless the strong people from the Xuantian Continent make a move." .”

"However, according to my understanding, Xuantian Continent will not make a move unless someone provokes them."

The Great Elder was thoughtful, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

The evil lord took a look at the Great Elder and knew what was going on in his heart. He wanted to drag the Xuantian Continent into the water as well.

So he explained: "You must not drag Xuantian Continent into the water, I'm afraid we will all be buried together."

The Great Elder and other elders were suddenly drenched in cold sweat when they heard the words, yes, the Xuantian Continent is too terrifying, they will all be wiped out if they are not young.

"Fight, in order to become a god!"

"We don't want to be oppressed by the God Realm for the rest of our lives."

Rumble!
Afterwards, the warships of Wanjie collided with the warships of God Realm.

One after another, warships kept hitting the warships in the fairy world, one was destroyed, and the other followed, endlessly.

bang bang bang...

Because the warships of the Ten Thousand Realm and the warships of the God Realm are not on the same level. Under the powerful impact, the constant explosions sent out dazzling fireworks in this void.

Countless Myriad World cultivators were also blown to ashes by this powerful force.

"Hahaha, you ants from all realms dare to fight against the gods?"

The cultivator on the God Realm warship looked at this scene and sneered.

"Kill, kill, kill, avenge the tribe."

The cultivators of the Myriad Worlds became even more insane, ramming against the warships of the God Realm.

However, within a second, the cultivators of this god-world warship couldn't laugh anymore. Their warship finally fell apart under the impact of countless ten thousand-world warships.

And the powerful explosion force wiped out countless God Realm practitioners, and even the God Realm cultivators on the battleship not far away were affected, ranging from serious injuries to death.

At this time, the cultivators in the fairy world were dumbfounded, what is the situation, is it so desperate?
Those who didn't know thought that there was a father-killing enemy between them and the God Realm.

Seeing this scene, even if they are the great powers of the fairy world, their scalps are a little numb. Fortunately, they didn't offend the cultivators of this world, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

With this kind of desperate style of play, the mighty powers of the God Realm are also scalp numb.

For the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Realms, they have lived for countless years. If they do not break through, their lives have already come to an end. Even if they do not fight against the God Realm, they will not live for long. If they fight, maybe they will survive I hope that even if they die in battle, future generations will record them in the annals of history.

For them, this is a glorious battle and sacrifice, and their reputation will be passed on to future generations. Rather than waiting to die, it is better to gain a reputation, why not do it.

They knew that from the moment they set foot on the boundary wall, it was a road of no return, but they were not afraid.

In this battle, the strength of the two sides is very different.

In this battle, they will fall.

Maybe before falling, a little remnant soul can be kept, waiting for rebirth.

Because of this unrivaled battle, this land will be sealed for tens of thousands of years, even hundreds of thousands of years. They can also use the rich aura here to strengthen the remnants of the soul. This is their plan, no, it was unintentional combine.

The light from the explosion of countless warships illuminates this void, and the void is constantly broken, with a radius of ten thousand miles, one hundred thousand miles, one million miles, and some weak cultivators are buried in the long river of broken void.

This terrifying power makes the battlefield in the void, like a meat grinder, frantically strangling everything. The cultivators of the God Realm and the cultivators of the Myriad Worlds are constantly wailing and begging for help.

Immortals here, like mortals, are constantly dying.

The same is true for some low-level gods.

After the battleship of the God Realm was broken, the fragments were like meteors, crossing the galaxy and falling in different directions.

The mountain peaks were destroyed, and deep pits appeared on the ground.

Their weapons fell into the sea, rolled up huge waves, and disappeared.

Even the corpses of cultivators from the myriad realms and cultivators from the divine realm fell on the ground like meteorites from the sky, and were covered in mud under the impact of the air waves, as if they had never appeared before.

"Hurry up, run farther, run farther, don't get hit."

Some cultivators kept retreating, only daring to stop after retreating millions of miles.

"Ahh, these damned immortals, no no no, save us."

"Aniang, Aniang, what's wrong with you, get up quickly."

The fairyland, a million miles away, is where mortals live. Here, mountains collapsed and rivers rolled. A five or six-year-old girl survived under the protection of her mother. She kept pushing her mother, but Her mother was unresponsive.

Her mother was pressed down by a huge rock from behind, her feet were buried in the mud, and only her head was exposed, while her nose, eyes, and corners of her mouth were all bleeding. Even if she died, she still kept protecting the little girl. posture.

Where there is battle, there is destruction, and every second a life is ended.

In this world, smoke is everywhere, and there is a scene of depression everywhere.

The battle at the boundary wall between the Immortal Realm and the God Realm has reached a fever pitch, and more and more cultivators from the Myriad Realms are constantly coming.

Some are righteous, some are evil, and some are for getting rich.

It's messed up, all messed up.

From fighting to fighting for resources, regardless of martial arts, countless small battlefields have been formed.

"Great Elder, lead someone to kill those troublesome Myriad Realm cultivators, leaving no one behind."

The evil lord looked at the battle below, and his face was a little ugly.

The Great Elder heard the words, did not say much, and joined the battle with tens of thousands of disciples.

Although the evil lord knew that the God Realm would win, he wouldn't let them win so easily.

If the cultivators of the Myriad Realms were allowed to continue in such a chaotic way, the God Realm would be more relaxed, and this was not what he wanted to see.

At this time, Tianxuanji came to the side of the evil lord, looked at the battle below, and said: "Do you think the God Realm will win or the Ten Thousand Realms will win."

The evil master said indifferently: "Does this need to be said?"

Tianxuanji didn't speak, he was making a decision, he couldn't let Wanjie continue to consume like this, otherwise, the entire heavens and myriad realms would collapse, and Dao would also be destroyed. This would be a disaster for mankind, after all there are demons The clan, the monster clan, and the other ten thousand clans did not take any action.

Once too many strong people of the human race fall, it will not be a war of human races, but a battle of ten thousand races.

"Have you ever thought that if too many strong human races fall, the entire heavens and myriad worlds will collapse, and then this battle will become a war of all races, and I will be a disaster for the human race, and even more so, a catastrophe for all races .”

"Although you are an evil cultivator, you are also a human race, and in front of tens of thousands of human races, you are nothing but ants."

Hearing the words, the evil lord snorted coldly: "It's not your good junior brother who did a good thing, but he was lucky. He split the nine heavens with a sword and disappeared. It's all right now. Let's see how they end up."

Tianxuanji sighed, junior brother, junior brother, how should I say hello.

"Let's get your good junior brother back, maybe he can control everything."

Tianxuanji shook his head, smiled wryly and said: "He is no longer in this world, he should go to another starry sky."

Hearing this, the evil lord's face changed drastically, and he said in surprise, "What, it's no longer in this world, could it be..."

"That's right, although the God Realm is the strongest plane in this world, there are even more powerful planes outside of the God Realm. I don't know how my junior knew about it and how I got out of it."

The evil lord was silent when he heard the words.

He at least suspects that Ergou is not a cultivator of this world, otherwise how could he be so powerful, he has never said it out, because he is not sure, now that Tianxuanji said this, it further confirmed his guess.

After a long time, the evil lord said: "The only one who wants to stop all this is the expert behind Xuantian Continent."

Tianxuanji smiled wryly, he also thought about it, but Xuantian Continent didn't have a good impression of Immortal Realm, nor did it have a good impression of Wanjie. After all, Immortal Realm and Wanjie had both besieged Xuantian Continent, and they were already superior if they didn't make trouble.

At this time, the evil lord no longer has the intention of unifying all worlds. His mind is now full of jumping out of this world and stepping onto a higher plane.

In Dao Village, on the wasteland, Xuanyuan Qingyin received a sound transmission from Xuanyuan Mo.

Luo Qingying asked curiously: "What happened?"

"The Ten Thousand Worlds and the God Realm are fighting. There are justice cultivators from other continents asking us for help. Let us save those ordinary people."

Xuanyuan Qingyin's face was incomparably dignified. Saving people is much more difficult than killing people. Killing people is only a matter of a sword, but saving people is too slow.

This is not a small village, or a town, but the heavens and myriad worlds, even if the cultivators of the entire Xuantian Continent are strong, they cannot be saved.

How to be good?
She doesn't have the ability to save her. If she doesn't save her, she will have a conscience.

"Why don't you ask the master? See what the master has to say."

Luo Qingying suggested.

"Discuss with the sisters first, and agree."

"If we face the power of the God Realm, it will be very difficult. Even Sister Dao Ling and Lord Ziyue will be very resistant to the power of the God Realm. After all, this is a battle of ten thousand realms."

After enough sleep, the girls sat together and discussed.

Xuanyuan Qingyin told the matter again today, as for how to make a decision, it depends on everyone's opinions.

"Ordinary people need to be saved, but there must be a way." Dao Ling said: "As for the battle between the God Realm and the Myriad Realm, let them fight. They are all a group of selfish people. Don't worry too much about it. Take the shot, and let them exhaust the opponent's strength first."

"How about this, first arrange the disciples of Tianxuan Pavilion to go to Ten Thousand Realms to build a large protection formation, remember, only protect ordinary people, as for cultivators, let them fend for themselves."

Dao Ling is not a holy mother, she only sees ordinary people now, except for ordinary people, she has no one in her heart, as for other people, life and death have nothing to do with her, she protects them like human beings, and it is only because ordinary people in the village treat ordinary people like their own family members.

After hearing the words, everyone agreed with Dao Ling's decision.

Xuanyuan Qingyin took out the sound transmission stone and told Xuanyuan Mo everything. With Xuanyuan Mo present, everything will be arranged.

As for stopping the Battle of Ten Thousand Realms, let the bullets fly for a while.