The cracks gradually widened, and the sky broke into countless pieces like a piece of glass, falling down.

Just as the barrier sealed outside was finally broken, Meng Jingzhe also saw clearly the situation outside.

Countless people fought in one place.

The clearest thing Meng Jingzhe saw was the disciples of Guiyi Jian Sect.

On the other side of the battle, there were only a few flags to see.

Ye, Chen, Zheng...

There are even many demons involved in the war between the aristocratic families and sects.

Meng Jingzhe glanced at Sixi who had already died and immediately realized that he should have taken it.

In the past, in Meng Jingzhe's eyes, corpses were just corpses. Now, looking at so many corpses, you can clearly see the energy balls on their bodies. It seems that as long as you wave your hand, some energy balls will be at your fingertips.

At this moment, Meng Jingzhe seemed to have seen his ascension.

The mirage insect illusion in the sea of ​​consciousness turned over gently, and Meng Jingzhe shook his head. The urgent desire for energy disappeared immediately.

Meng Jingzhe thought to himself that when he obtained this divine body, he should have obtained the talent of the gods for devouring power, and everything in front of him was obviously a plan set by the evil god inducing Sixi in advance.

After all, nothing is more capable of creating killing than war.

The evil god originally wanted to use the magic weapon, magic fire and Pixiu soul to complete the best resurrection. After resurrection, he left the holy mountain, and quickly completed the power to swallow it with the killing outside, and finally ascended to the sky.

But all of this has become a fantasy now.

The voice of the head of Guiyi Jianshe Sect sounded at this moment, interrupting Meng Jingzhe's thoughts.

"A disciple of Guiyi Jian Sect, return quickly and protect the sect!"
Chapter completed!