The human race is stained with blood.

The million-strong Qin army suffered losses of more than 200,000!

The human race joined the war with the gods and nearly one tenth of them perished.

Although there are more enemies dying in front of them. But the human race is just one race, and there are all races within all races... There are too many gods, and they are still coming in a steady stream.

In the dark night of Taixu, Ji Yaoguang's face was covered with blood, and there were dozens of wounds on his body. He barely stood up with a gun in hand, and Xia Yihou was carried behind him!

The battle fell into a brief silence.

Because there are two gods of the seventh realm joining the battle.

The human race, the god of Cangshan Mountain in the seven realms of the human race!

He was the first to arrive on the battlefield, and like a god descending from the earth, he tore apart Taixu with one sword, condensing a terrifying abyss, dividing the human race from all races.

Before he could take action again, a seven-level god from the Golden God Clan suddenly appeared to confront him.

The brief silence came from the appearance of two powerful gods.

But after the silence, there was even more crazy fighting and fighting.

The human race is determined to fight to the death.

Gods from all races are pouring in continuously.

The entire Taixu world has completely become a Shura battlefield.

winter.

Dongdong.

winter.

…

The battle lasted less than half a quarter of an hour, and the sound of the void bursting suddenly sounded in the vast void.

It was a very rhythmic weirdness.

It seems to be carrying some kind of magic power, ringing in the hearts of every god, making them feel a sense of horror involuntarily.
Chapter completed!