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Chapter two thousand eight hundred and sixty-five(3/3)

"How could our ancient saints lose in the third battle to communicate with the gods!!"

"But we can't lose anymore."

"Otherwise, let's start the True God War first and save some face!"

"If we lose in the realm of divine connection, our Ancient Saint Clan will..." The chiefs of the major families of the Ancient Saint Clan also said one after another.

Now they urgently need a battle to win, so that the players in the realm of gods and gods can feel confident.

Otherwise, after losing three games in a row, what will happen if we win the remaining battle between the Transformation God Realm and the True God Realm?

"good!!"

"Son of God, for the third battle, I request the battle of the true god."

The sage Confucius said.

There was a sound of abuse here in Kyushu.

"Okay, this is a matter between both of you. I have no right to ask any more questions. As long as the other party agrees, you can do whatever you want." The Son of Destiny said.

"Chentian, do you dare?"

"Haha, it seems that you also know that if you lose the third game, it will be meaningless. True God Battle, accepted!!!"

Chen Tian responded extremely domineeringly.

"good!!"

"You are quite courageous!!"

"Since both sides have no objections, let's go to the third match, the battle of the true gods!!!" The voice of the Son of Destiny appeared appropriately.
Chapter completed!
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