Refining Heaven and Earth

Honghuang, the Temple of War, the strong gathered!

Jian Jingtian, Tang Yimu, Zhong Buli, and so on, except for the savage wins of Yu Muyu, Xie Qing, and Fang Yan, the core of the War God Temple gathered.

Mo Quli was also present, ready to walk out of the flood with Fang Bai. Before leaving, Thor gave it to Yebei Mo.

It's funny to say that after the unrest that triggered the Thunder God Sect, the Thunder God hammer returned to Ye Beimo's hands, why bother?

Fang Pengyuan is also here. Broken feathers, crickets, Shi Dousheng and other demons are now an indispensable part of the Temple of War.

The gods of the God of War Temple are the strongest in Tang Yimu's deities. The sword is shocking, and the bell is inseparable from the gods. Seven of them are in the floods and there is no problem.

Fang Pengyuan is also preparing to leave the flood, Fang Bai feels that the time is immature, and a war with the Dragons is inevitable, and the demons will also be involved. How should Fang Pengyuan be with him?

Moreover, with Fang Pengyuan's current strength, the flood shortage is a strong one. It is not enough to look out of the flood shortage. It is better to wait for some days.

Other than that, no one else has the strength to leave, and there is nothing to say.

Looking away, I glanced at Jian Jingtian and Tang Yimu, "Master, Master, Hong Huang will leave it to you."

Jian Jingtian smiled and said, "Rest assured, your Master is here."

Tang Yimu shook his head and smiled slowly, "Be careful about everything!"

The teacher and apprentice had talked about Hong Huang several times, and always felt that things were not so simple. Fang Bai went first to find out the specific situation and facilitate the future.

"Ok!"

Fang Bai nodded and understood the meaning of Tang Yimu. The enemy may not be just Jiuyang Shenzong and the Dragon clan, it may be everyone.

Looking at Zhong Zhong, the past floated into his mind, and the words came into one sentence, "Thank you, brother!"

"it is good!"

Zhong Buli smiled. He used to have a sage and a younger brother, and his face was somewhat dull. Now, the younger brother is his pride and spreads the myth of the flood.

Then he looked at Tianshu Zi, Mu Lang, and Yu He, and three strands of spirits floated and fell in front of the three.

"This…"

The three looked at each other. When the situation forced them to surrender Fang Bai, they had been looking forward to such a day for years. When it really arrived, it was still unbelievable.

"You are free." Fang Bai said with a smile. With the current strength of the War God Temple, there is no need anymore, I believe they will make the right choice.

"Thank you!"

The three bodies were lightly shaken, and the spirits were put away one after another, grateful gazes came.

Fang Bai's thoughts spread out, with smiles on his lips, and a ray of spirits wandering from the sea of ​​understanding, some floating in all directions, and some dissipating in nothingness.

In the distance, someone suddenly opened his eyes and noticed the floating spirit, showing ecstasy, rushing to know the sea, his body lightly shaken, looking up to the distance, his gratitude was revealed.

And those ghosts that dissipate the void are no longer there.

Before leaving, Fang Bai released all the imprisoned souls, everyone!

"My son is righteous!" Zhu Bayin sent the appropriate horse fart, causing Fang Bai to chuckle a while, "I'm leaving, and follow my master later."

The embarrassing color of Zhu Bayin's face flashed like lightning, and he cried loudly, "Be obedient to the order of the son!"

Fang Bai smiled and didn't care, his eyes turned again.

Xiang Yu, Gu Dao, and Zi Yunong helped him a lot.

"Thank you seniors!" Fang Bai bowed down.

The three accepted it calmly, with smiles on their faces, and they did not see the wrong person.

Zhu Ye, Ye Huan, Xiao Yan, Wang Fuhua, Su Mu, Wang Yuzhen, these savage peers are now gods, and they have witnessed each other's rise together.

"Take care of you!"

"Brother Fang take care!"

Finally, his eyes fell on a group of people who came along with him from Tianyuan mainland!

Tianxing, Tianyue, Fang Pengyuan, Duan Yu, Xiang Yan, Wei Chen, Si Kong Yuxiu, Duan Sheng, Shi Ping, Jiang Li, Duan Musen, Ye Yi, Feng Xiaotian ...

Too much too much!

From Tianyuan to Mang to Honghuang, I have experienced too much together. Now looking at each other, I feel like a dream!

Tianyuan is the imprisonment of Zhantianzong. What can wildness mean to Honghuang?

And at this moment, it is these people who came out of Tianyuan, standing on the top of the flood!

"Take care!"

"Take care!"

Thousands of words came to my lips with only two words left.

"Let's go!"

The words fell, and the two figures flew towards the clouds, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The roaring howling wind slaps on the body, turning a blind eye, climbing quickly to the sky, the blink of an eye is 80 thousand feet.

When he reached the altitude of 80,000 feet last time, Fang Bai almost played his cards, but at this moment, he didn't feel the slightest.

Looking down at the ground, it seems that I can feel the familiar gaze, turn to high altitude, and climb rapidly.

Ninety-thousand feet, finally felt a trace of pressure, the air flow turned, and the pressure disappeared.

Mo Quli was already running around, and there seemed to be thunders rolling around.

Breaking through 95,000 feet, invisible pressure squeezed the body, before I changed it, I was afraid that it would be squeezed into a ball of blood by a strong pressure and exploded.

At this moment, Fang Bai profoundly realized that the power of nature is infinite. Even as the peak of the gods, he still maintains awe of heaven and earth.

Boom boom!

Heading straight into the sky, the sound boom was rolling, 100,000 feet reached its limit, and an invisible diaphragm appeared in front of it, dividing two different worlds.

Looking through the diaphragm, there is still a clear sky, as if there is no end.

Can't help but look down at the ground again, and Mo Quli's voice sounded in his ears, "Let's go!"

Fang Bai sighed a little, taking this step is another world, embarked on a new journey.

"Let's go!"

A swordmang flew across, and the calm sky ripped a crack, and the two figures went out.

There are thousands of stars in the sky, endless, endless void floating with thousands of **** of different sizes. The divine thoughts suddenly spread out, and they are not reachable at all.

How far can it be seen with the naked eye so far apart?

Is this the star?

Looking back, there are also endless stars behind, where is the trace of the flood?

Honghuang can see the stars, but the starry sky can't see the existence of Honghuang, is it?

Looking at the floating void, I don't know how many stars, they were stunned, but for a long time they could n’t return to God. These stars mean a small world, how wide is the universe?

How many small worlds will there be outside the flood?

Divine thoughts spread out, and it is thousands of miles away, and still cannot touch the nearest star.

With a single thought, I can't feel the breath of Hong Huang, nor can I use the power of Hong Huang. It seems that Meng Biluo is telling the truth, the current strength is a bit awkward in this starry sky.

Meng Biluo said before leaving, and went out to Hongwang Pavilion as soon as possible after leaving the famine.

At this moment, Fang Bai was hesitant.

After thinking about it, if you accidentally hit Jiuyang Shenzong or the stars controlled by the Dragon family, the fun will be great.

What is the purpose of Shenwang Pavilion? Fang Bai decided to ignore it for the time being. Now he needs a place to stay. Shenwang Pavilion is a good choice.

The purple jade plate emerged out of nowhere, and the divine thought sank into it. It didn't take long for Mengbi to hear the news, "Waiting in situ!"

Taking this opportunity, Fang Bai glanced at the starry sky again. The aura was thin and faint. The phantom might not be able to feel the light aura when changing the phantom.

After about two hours, a stream of light radiated from the starry sky, blinking extremely.

Stopped hundreds of miles away, it was a purple battleship.

"So fast!"

Fang Bai was taken aback. There were also warships in the flood, but the speed was a little dare to compliment. The saint left him far behind, let alone the gods.

The purple battleship is extremely fast in front of it. Unless in the world where the gods refine themselves, there is no comparability!

The battleship stepped out of two figures. An old man in purple robe in front of him seemed to have infinite thunder and lightning flashing in his eyes.

Behind him was the long-lost dream blue, with a smile on the wrinkled face, "You guys come fast!"

"Patriarch!"

Mo Quli murmured, Fang Bai's body was lightly shocked, looking at the old man in purple robe, a name floated in his mind, the name of the majestic flood for many years, Thor!

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