Villain: The whole family is a boss, and I am arrogant.

Time flies, and three years have passed in a flash.

Liang Chen spent three years in seclusion in the ancient secret realm, while Shen Congxi guarded him outside for three years.

On this day, the void of the Western Wilderness Continent shattered, and terrifying black energy emitted from the cracks, like night falling, covering the entire land.

The black mist is extremely strange. Wherever it goes, everything in the world withers and turns into powder and dissipates.

The ancient people of the ancient tribe had just gained their freedom and were building their own homes on the Western Wilderness Continent. In three years, many cities had begun to take shape, rising one by one, inhabited by millions of the ancient tribesmen.

After the black mist came, wherever it passed, these cities and millions of ancient tribesmen also turned into powder and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Another disaster for the ancient tribe came quietly.

"No, a natural disaster has struck..."

The people of the ancient tribe showed despair. Facing this terrifying natural disaster, they were simply not able to contend.

This is what the divine authority calls a natural disaster.

When Shenquan was alive, this force intended to invade the Western Wilderness Continent. Unfortunately, it was afraid of the Forbidden Divine Sword in Shenquan's hands, so it did not invade the Western Wilderness Continent.

After the fall of Shenquan, this force of natural disasters, after confirming the fall of Shenquan, unscrupulously broke into the Western Wilderness Continent and killed many people.

He wants to transform the Western Wilderness Continent into something suitable for his life.

In just one month, half of the land in the Western Wilderness Continent was polluted by the black mist of the natural disaster. All the surviving ancient tribesmen migrated towards the ancient holy land.

And the natural disaster black fog is approaching the ancient holy land at an extremely fast speed.

Tuoba Ku led the senior officials of the Ancient Ancient Clan outside the Ancient Secret Realm, and saw Shen Congxi sitting cross-legged, like a perfect goddess sculpture.

"Senior Sword God, the Western Wilderness Continent is in danger, please come to our rescue!"

Tuoba Ku knelt down.

"Senior Sword God please take action."

Everyone from the Huanggu tribe knelt down and worshiped devoutly.

"The person who can relieve the danger of your ancient tribe is not me."

Shen Congxi opened her beautiful eyes, her face as cold as frost.

"Senior means..."

Tuoba was puzzled.

"You will naturally know when the time comes."

Shen Congxi said lightly.

"Senior, when is the time for you to say it?"

"Yes, the natural disaster is approaching the Ancient Holy Land. If it is not stopped, the Ancient Clan will be doomed."

……

The people behind Tuoba Ku said anxiously.

And Shen Congxi closed her eyes again and stopped talking.

"Let's not disturb Senior Sword God's Qingxiu anymore, let's go!"

Tuoba Ku said.

"The patriarch is..."

The crowd stopped talking.

Tuoba said bitterly: "Lord Tianhu and Senior Sword God have already helped us a lot. They have no obligation to help us all the time. We have to use our own hands to fight against natural disasters."

……

Three days later, the natural disaster approached the ancient Holy Land. Outside the Great Wall of the Ancient Holy Land, the defensive formations were ineffective. The black mist quickly corroded the defensive mask and spread toward the Great Wall.

"Clan leader, please go first. You are the leader of our ancient tribe and you cannot make any mistakes."

"Yes, clan leader, as long as you are here, our ancient clan will never be destroyed."

"Clan leader, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood!"

……

The senior officials of the Ancient Ancient Clan advised one after another.

"Thousands of years ago, when the divine power invaded, our ancient tribe gave up the ancient holy land and became slaves for countless years. But now facing a natural disaster, do we still want to give up the ancient holy land and become slaves?"

Tuoba Ku shouted loudly.

Everyone fell into silence. After a long time, one person shouted: "I don't want to be a slave anymore. Even if I die, I will not take a step back."

"Yes, even if we die in battle, we will not leave our homeland."

……

Tuoba Ku shouted: "That's right. Today the city is here but the people are there. The city is destroyed and people are dead. Today it is inevitable that we will coexist and die with the ancient holy land. I swear not to take a step back even to the death."

"I swear I will never take a step back!"

"I swear I will never take a step back!"

……

On top of the city wall, millions of people were shouting loudly and continuously.

"A swarm of ants!"

A disdainful voice sounded in the black mist that filled the sky, and at this moment, the black mist that filled the sky surged crazily, condensing into a big black hand, and grabbed Tuoba Ku.

Natural Disaster knows very well that Tuoba Ku is their spiritual leader. As long as Tuoba Ku is killed, the fighting will of the entire ancient tribe can be destroyed.

He just likes to see human beings at their most desperate.

"Protect the patriarch!"

"Protect the patriarch!"

"Protect the patriarch!"

One after another, figures flew into the sky, like countless moths, striking towards the huge black hand.

Without the Forbidden God Sword, the ancient tribesmen have also begun to practice. Even those with extraordinary talents have only been practicing for three years. How strong can they be?

Facing the attack of natural disaster, they were killed instantly.

I saw that the countless figures immediately turned into annihilation and disappeared after coming into contact with the black mist, and the big black hands grabbed Tuoba Ku with speed without fear.

"Patriarch..."

Everyone looked desperate.

Tuoba's eyes were filled with murderous intent, but he showed no intention of backing down. He looked coldly at the big black hand falling from the sky.

Just when the ancient tribe was desperate, a supreme aura suddenly erupted in the direction of the ancient secret realm, instantly covering the sky of the entire ancient holy land and pushing back the arrogant black mist.

"It's Master Hutian..."

"Lord Hutian has left seclusion..."

Tuoba Ku said ecstatically.

"Master Hu Tian is out of seclusion, we are saved..."

The Huanggu tribe, who were desperate and helpless just now, all cheered and jumped. When Liang Chen's aura appeared, they knew that the Huanggu tribe was saved.

If Tuoba Ku is the spiritual leader of the ancient tribe, then Liang Chen is the god of faith for the entire ancient tribe.

On the Great Wall, in various parts of the Ancient Holy Land and in every corner of the Western Wilderness Continent, countless Ancient tribesmen were kneeling in the direction of the Ancient Secret Realm.

Countless power of faith turned into rays of light and flew towards the ancient holy land. On the sky, it was as gorgeous and spectacular as an endless meteor shower.

Liang Chen walked out of the ancient secret realm and walked through the air. Countless divine lights emanated from his body, like a god, solemn, sacred and compassionate.

I saw that the power of faith was integrated into the divine light emanating from his body, and behind him, a supreme godhead was condensing.

"Is this the power of faith?"

Liang Chen slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, and his thoughts were clear, neither happy nor sad. He took one step forward, as if he could ignore the space and cross a hundred thousand miles in an instant.

Coming to the Great Wall, we faced the endless erosion of black mist.

"Humph, he's just a god who hasn't yet become a god. He must die!"

The figure hidden in the black mist raised a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth, and the billowing black air turned into a huge black hand, grabbing Liang Chen.

The next moment, a supreme coercion emanated from Liang Chen's body, and the big black hand turned into smoke and disappeared before it even got close to him.

"what……"

The figure in the black mist was startled.

Liang Chen looked at him, and the divine power and pressure he exuded reached its peak.

I saw that the divine personality behind Liang Chen had condensed.

At this moment, Wang Dao officially became a god.

Enter the realm of gods.