I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

The war of gods started, and early the next morning, when the Tianmen, which was opened by Jiang Feng's sword, was completely consolidated, and even the Tianmen could be seen from the world, the gods fell directly!

Those gods and gods, with every gesture of their hands, are the tornado wind that sweeps thousands of miles, as if they want to destroy everything in the world!

Led by Jiang Feng, all the monks at the Nascent Soul Realm and above all charged forward!

In the battlefield, all the monks of the Nascent Soul Realm and above from all races have gathered!

As for the heavenly court, except for the god king, all the gods in the divine court were attracted!

This is the last battle, if all races win, the gods will perish, and if the gods win, all races will be enslaved, and there will be no chance of standing up for hundreds of millions of years, or even forever!

The real dragon led the members of the dragon clan to soar into the sky, and the shadows of the dragons covered the sky and the sun, and the real dragon clan fought alone against the sea god holding the trident.

Fenghuang, Chenghuang, and Jiyong, the legendary ancient beasts all roared and rushed forward, and the whole world echoed their roars.

The warriors of the world are headed by the Chen family. The men roll up their sleeves, and the women tie up their skirts.

The Confucian sage led his disciples to flip through the books, one by one, and the wind of flipping through the books blew the battlefield, adding buffs to the thousands of races on the battlefield.

It turns out that the sound of books is so moving, who said that a scholar is useless?

The Taoist old man riding a green ox lightly raised his whisk, and together with his disciples, at the feet of all races, rivers of time appeared!

The golden body of the Buddhist arhat moves forward and fights with the warriors, while the old monk leads the young monks to recite scriptures. Golden lotus flowers bloom out of thin air, and the golden lotus falls into the long river of Taoist time, attracting visions of the great way!

The monks of the Yin Yang family arranged a magic circle, reversed cause and effect, maintained their souls and continued their lives, and even traded their lives for their lives, their own lives, to exchange the life of that warrior sword cultivator!

Physicians, monks, and doctors give birth to white bones, and the god of poison invades the golden body.

Everyone knows that this is a battle with no retreat!

No one thought they could go back alive.

All the gods were crushed! It took thousands of lives to break up a god with an unknown number of lives!

And the Protoss would never have imagined that those people in the world who were regarded as ants by him could stand shoulder to shoulder with him, stand in front of him, be qualified to fight with him, and even fall into a disadvantage!

Boom!

Just when the gods were bombarded and killed, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a catastrophe fell, which split the earth and shook the mountains and rivers.

Above the sky, two men and three women stand side by side! They are all in human form, one holding a thunder ball, one holding a spear, one holding a long sword, and one holding a jade flute.

They are the five great gods under the throne of gods. The five great gods are ranked in no particular order, and each of them is the existence closest to the god king!

When the five great gods came, the morale of the Protoss increased even more. Although they were a little uncomfortable why they didn't take action as soon as possible, but now it was like a life-saving straw, making people reluctant to let go.

However, many gods don't have a good impression of the god named Yan Zhi holding a long sword!

If it hadn't been for the perverted apprentice taught by Yan Zhi, who opened up a new path of practice for the ants in the lower realm, how could there be so many things now.

However, although those gods felt unhappy, they just felt unhappy, and they didn't blame this.

Because the self-esteem as a god will never shirk wrong things on others, this is an extremely incompetent manifestation!

How can my god blame others for my own weakness?

But ants!

The man holding the thunder bead let out a sigh, and held up the thunder bead in his hand. Above the sky, the sun was covered by dark clouds, and the lightning was faintly visible behind the clouds.

fall!

The Leizhu man waved his hand, and with the sound resounding throughout the world, a bolt of lightning hit the most densely populated place of the Human Beast Alliance, and even the gods in it would be turned into powder!

For the Leizhu man, being besieged by a group of slaves, these so-called gods might as well be dead. Once the gods die, the divine power will return to the gods, and after hundreds of thousands of years, new gods will appear.

And when that thunder calamity that was as thick as a hill smashed to the ground, tens of thousands of flying swords flew across the air at the same time in the camp of the Human Beast Alliance!

These sword cultivators are the sum of all the Nascent Soul Realm and above of the human race and the monster race. If this group of sword cultivators are dead, then the sword cultivators with the highest realm among all races are nothing more than golden elixir!

The head of more than ten thousand famous sword cultivators in the early days was him who was dressed in white.

He stood under the thunder calamity, with a horizontal sword in front of him, and the strong wind was blowing his black hair.

A sword swung!

The icy-colored sword turned into an icy-colored rainbow and rushed towards the thunder calamity!

In an instant, that lightning calamity was frozen into a huge ice branch and leaf that descended from the sky and tried to touch the ground!

kill!

For the human race!

For the girl!

For women

Jiang Feng was like a totem. The moment Jiang Feng appeared on the battlefield, the morale of all races rose to an extreme. It was like meeting the so-called god king, and he could bite off a piece of his flesh.

The battle became more and more fierce, and all races in the world fought the final battle with the gods.

Gods fell one after another, and world-renowned monks died one after another!

How long this war has lasted!

Affected by the fighting, many ordinary people died.

The patriarch of the Chen clan died with the golden elephant spirit with one punch, starting from the ground under the patriarch of the Chen clan, all the cracks appeared! The initial embryonic form of Xunxianzhou split apart!

Jiang Feng fought with the Leizhu man and the god holding a big knife. After hundreds of rounds, Jiang Feng struck down with a sword, and the two gods were split into two and disappeared!

In the end, they were so unbelievable about the collapse of their divine bodies!

And because of Jiang Feng's sword, Wan Jianzhou separated from the whole piece of land, but left behind countless sword qi.

The phoenix fell, cracked a place, and this place was separated, named Wutong.

Until the end, all the gods and spirits fell, and there were no monks from all races. On that piece of sky, he who was dressed in white, after many years, finally saw her again and stood in front of him.

The faint sound of the ice and snow sword in Jiang Feng's hand was like the continuous excitement after killing the gods, and it was more like saying hello to a friend.

May I have your name?

The woman holding the golden rapier bent her eyes to look at him who was bathed in golden blood, and smiled softly.

Like the original appearance, such a woman handed out two steamed buns to the hungry and cold boy, and asked his name.

Jiang Feng.

The grown-up boy replied.

The river of the river, the maple of the maple tree.

The woman smiled and said:

I like your name very much.