I woke up after 300 million years

"Fight! Kill these extraordinary people! Revenge for your dead friends!"

"Disciples of the Sword Sect, follow me to set up a great evil-killing formation!"

"Come on! Bury these insidious grandsons here!"

The war drums sounded, and the monks shouted and rushed towards the Extraordinary, disdainful of conspiracies and tricks, and fought head-on against the power of the Taoist Alliance!

There is a holy king standing high in the sky, casually throwing out the black and white chess pieces, and nourishing the chess pieces with his own blood.

"Counsel enters the game with his own body. Today, I, Qi Ge, will definitely defeat Tian Banzi, kill him!"

There is a woman who dances with a sword, making a series of shadows. Her grace is outstanding, and the beautiful scenery of the mountains and rivers gathers behind her.

"The enemy will be killed, the army will fight with blood, one sword will destroy the country, one sword will dance, kill!"

These powerful men have all gone their own way. They are so strong that they are invincible in their own class. They have been fighting against the extraordinary for more than a year.

Judging from the number of people, there are less than [-] on the Extraordinary side, and close to [-] on the ascetic side.

There is no way, the mortality rate of Extraordinary people is too high, especially the Honkai level of Extraordinary Three. There are very few Extraordinary people who can survive this level, but those who survive are all strong and ruthless murderers without exception!

They met each other and screamed again and again.

Extraordinary people are too ruthless, not only cutting off the enemy's hands and feet, but also using their abilities to corrode the enemy's flesh and soul, turning them into a pool of blood. You can imagine the pain.

On the other hand, monks do not enjoy the fun of killing. They often seize the opportunity to kill the enemy with one fatal blow. They are clean and decisive, and they fight without sloppiness.

Five seconds later, the area was filled with flashes of swords, various spells and extraordinary powers.

Su Yong and Mo Qingwu were far away from the battlefield, standing on a big tree, taking everything in sight.

The white windbreaker was fluttering, and Mo Qingwu was worried, "Mom, will the chaos affect dad's plan? It's been more than half an hour. If all the previous efforts are wasted, it will be a loss!"

"This is the best situation." Su Yue lowered the brim of her hat and said softly, "There are now a total of seven powerful near-gods on the battlefield, and the number of extraordinary people exceeds [-]. This means that even if the three people who besiege Xiaofan cannot After persisting for an hour, Xiaofan can also change people temporarily, as long as the rest time in between is not long. Secondly, when the two major forces fight, Xiaofan can secretly take control and complete the second promotion condition at the same time. Therefore, the more chaotic the better, Kill two birds with one stone.”

Mo Qingwu's eyes widened, she didn't expect that she could still play like this?

She didn't understand the conditions for promotion of extraordinary people, but she was simply worried that too many people would disrupt the situation and affect Yan's father's plan.

She shifted her gaze to the left and looked at Yan Ruyu and the others.

Facing the attacks from the four powerful near-gods, the seven of them showed great difficulty and embarrassment.

In terms of realm, it is possible for two late-stage Kaitians to join forces to compete with a near-god powerhouse.

However, the combat power of different extraordinary professions is vastly different and cannot be summed up with a stick. The same is true for the Open Heaven realm. Some are strong and some are weak. For example, Yan Fan, in the early stage of Open Heaven, could resist the attacks of the three near gods without being defeated. The strong ones Often the means, physical strength, strategy, etc. are extraordinary.

The dean with gold-rimmed glasses kicked Kong Shu away with one kick and threw Yan Ruyu away with one hand, frowning and saying:

"Jianhe has passed. If he joins forces with that man, the three Lords will not be able to hold on."

"If the three Lords fall, we will not be able to resist the Dao Alliance." The leader of the Mother Goddess Church suggested, "You buy time for me to sing. I will use the last space fragment given by the God of Thunder to call the Pope over and perform a blood sacrifice in advance!"

The dean lowered his voice and said, "The risk of blood sacrifice in advance is too great, and it may affect us. Granny Hua also said that if she is given a month, she will be able to sacrifice all the cultivators easily."

"Come on, the old woman is getting more and more confused now. If you believe in a chess piece, our layout is perfect, and our comprehensive combat power far exceeds that of the Dao Alliance. With this battle, we can sacrifice the Dao Alliance to the devil and obtain doomsday protection. This is The perfect ending.”

"Okay, let's start." The dean narrowed his eyes and called, "Dr. Ye."

Not far away, Dr. Ye, who received the order, controlled the mirror image to counterattack.

A cultivator was fighting against Fei Fei San with his companion. Suddenly, his companion's eyes were dull and he gave the cultivator a knife with his backhand!

On his deathbed, he was unwilling to ask, "Why? Why!"

The companion's face turned into a mirror, and everything was unspoken.

"Xiaolan, stop! I am Wang Zhen!"

"Madam, what are you doing? Why are you pointing your sword at me!?"

"Master! You are crazy! That's Senior Sister!"

The sudden change caught the Taoist League by surprise.

Yan Ruyu covered her chest, blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, and she hurriedly shouted:

"There are dummies among us, please calm down and keep your distance!"

This is the scary thing about the mirror engraver. Even if the Taoist League has set up a secret code, even if it has been cautious, many people have been replaced in the past few months.

In the distance, Yan Fan is enjoying the battle.

"One sword of Spring and Autumn Zuixian Tower!" Jianhe made a sudden attack, pointing his sword at the Lord.

A sword cut the wooden giant in half.

The Lord escaped from the giant's body, "These guys can't even stop them with a sword, they just hide their trump cards and don't use them."

"No, look." The leader pointed to a corner and said in a deep voice, "The leader of the Mother Goddess Church is using space fragments to call the Pope. The outcome has been decided. Granny Hua's plan is ultimately unreliable."

After hearing this, Granny Hua snorted coldly and did not refute.

She just wants to reduce the casualties of Extraordinaries as much as possible. After all, there are too few Extraordinaries in this era, and the inheritance is about to end. If Yan Ruyu leads all the members of the Taoist Alliance to the altar, they can easily destroy the monks and ensure that survival rate of one’s own people.

Yan Fan did not stop and fought with the group leader in the air.

Jian He also wanted to pursue the Lord, but unexpectedly the "Endless Sky Realm" shattered and a beam of light fell from the sky.

Everyone looked away.

The void shattered, and a mysterious figure descended, standing on the top of the ruins, overlooking the entire scene.

This man is 1.9 meters tall, wearing a dark red battle suit, with white hair reaching his waist, and deep black eyes. He gives people a sense of despair just by standing still.

The strongest person in the Extraordinary Organization, the spokesperson of the Kingdom of God in the world, the Pope, Madara!

Originally, with the help of God's Heaven, Madara transcended to the demigod level. Later, he took the initiative to separate some divinities and lowered his level to Extraordinary Six. Even so, his combat power was still not weaker than that of a demigod.

Extraordinary profession, visionary.

"You are so slow. I have been waiting for three months and the sacrifice has not been successful yet." Madara crossed his arms and looked sideways at the leader.

"We don't want to either, Jianhe is too difficult to deal with." The leader explained bitterly.

Madara's face was expressionless, "Who is Kenwa?"

"Over there, the man holding the sword." The leader pointed to the battlefield in the distance.

Madara glanced at Kenwa and then looked at the two major forces, "It's too noisy. You guys step back and I... clear the place."

The leader was confused, and in the next second, his pupils suddenly narrowed.

Above the dark night, a meteorite three times larger than the Valley of Gods swept over with flames!

Damn it! You call this clearing out? How do we run? Which side are you on... The leader roared in his heart.

Everyone subconsciously stopped attacking.

Yan Ruyu's body was trembling, "Are you kidding me, the power of an immortal?"

Tie Zhen swallowed, "With this blow, no one can escape, we will be wiped out!"

"Damn it! This is no ordinary meteorite, it contains the power to destroy everything!" Kong Shu broke into a cold sweat.

The left corner of Madara's mouth raised, squinting at Kenwa, "Human, can you stop me?"

Sure enough, Jian He gave up attacking the Lord and turned towards Yan Ruyu. With this blow, he would definitely not die, but the child and the child's mother would definitely not be able to stop him.

"Go back and protect the child." Jian He said concisely.

He glanced at Madara, gritted his teeth and rushed towards the night sky.

Madara snapped his fingers, and three nuclear bombs appeared out of thin air, "Last time I was sleeping, and then I heard someone said that you dropped three nuclear bombs on the Kingdom of God. This time, I will give them back to you."

A meteorite and three nuclear bombs exploded at an altitude of 4000 meters, and the Valley of the Gods was razed to the ground!

Jian He fell from the sky and coughed up blood. He immediately stood up and rushed to the south canyon to look for Yan Ruyu and the child. After making sure that the two were okay, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The Valley of the Gods turned into flat ground, the mountains and forests collapsed, and the altar hidden underground was revealed.

Yan Fan climbed out of the dirt and complained:

"Another lunatic who loves to mess around. The dreamer's ability has been developed to this extent, and he can be regarded as the best in this profession."

After a two-second pause, he took a lunge and kicked the distracted leader away.

"Damn! You are so sick! You keep staring at me and beating me. The Lord can resist beating me better than me. You beat him!"

"People can kill by mistake, but they can't talk nonsense. In your awakened posture, you can withstand a beating a hundred times better than me. If you withstand the attack, Granny Hua and I can find a chance to kill him!"

"Agreed." Granny Hua nodded.

Madara's appearance did not affect the battle on their side. Yan Fan didn't care how many extraordinary people or ascetics died, nor did he care whether Tiana would be resurrected. There were one hour, two and ten minutes left before the hour, and he had to entangle the three of them. Not letting him escape, but also showing a shaky posture, made the three of them feel that they were one hit away from defeating him, but in fact they could never defeat him.

A real-life version of a fight.

The leader's angel wings wrapped around himself. After unfolding, the injury was healed. The power restored by the spell was no weaker than the Lord's life recovery. Of course, only the injury was restored. The consumption of power certainly cannot be restored in a short time. The posture of the awakening of the Holy Light is better than Although he was three points weaker before, he could still hold on for three hours. Once the awakening was lifted, he would immediately fall into a deep sleep.

"Fight!" the leader clasped his hands together and clenched his fists, growling, "Use all the spells and strengthen your body!"

Concentrating all his strength on his body, he punched the opponent and knocked him back ten meters!

Yan Fan's tiger's mouth was torn, and the blood that flowed out was not the blood of the Sun God, but ordinary dark red blood. He had adjusted his body condition before the battle to avoid exposing his extraordinary power.

"The power of the spell strengthens the body, a wise choice." Yan Fan praised and started fighting in close quarters.

Granny Hua made a side attack, but she looked depressed. Her aging and germ abilities were ineffective against men. She was old and close combat was not her strong point.

Madara glanced at it and ignored the battle over there. It was just an early stage of creation. If the three Lords could not defeat it, it would be better to be sacrificed alive.

"You are really crazy!" The dean was covered in dust and his gold-rimmed glasses were broken.

The dark red suit swayed, Madara's posture was arrogant, and he did not move from beginning to end, holding his arms in his arms, saying coldly:

"I don't have time to catch mice with you. My body can only be here for an hour at most. The end is coming, and the weak do not deserve to live. If you can't even block the aftermath of my attack, how do you qualify to receive the blessing of the gods?"

This guy, as arrogant as ever, never takes anyone seriously... The leader wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suggested:

"Madara, your actions have caused the altar to be exposed, so we can only forcibly throw the monks into it. You will deal with Jianhe and the seven Kaitian realms, and we will massacre the monks."

Madara shook his head and said in a mellow voice:

"I don't like your proposal. It's a waste of time. Just because you can't move the altar doesn't mean I can't move it. Look clearly, weak ants, this is your last night!"

"God's Fantasy, Blood Sacrifice!"

The altar buried underground shook, cracks appeared on the surface, and then fragmented. The darkest power surged into the night sky, outlining a huge ceremony covering the Valley of the Gods, a new kind of sacrifice.