Everyone was shocked by this sudden scene, and there was a huge wave in their hearts. "It's kind of interesting, is it at the cost of the operation of the Three Hundred Years of the Central Empire?" Cang Shitian in the carriage smiled and thought for a while. Of course Cang Shitian recognized that it was the power of luck, and the cyan light was its symbol. Qi Luck, as one of the ten quantities of Eternal Eternity, has supreme power, and it is a breeze to restore a strong man in the divine realm to the peak. I'm afraid that Zhou Haoyue's survival is due to the power of luck. It can be predicted how weak the Central Empire will be after three hundred years of luck. At this moment, Zhou Haoyue is at his peak, with all his strength and Tongtian. All the powerhouses in the God Realm looked at Zhou Haoyue with solemn expressions, although they didn't know what evil method Zhou Haoyue used to restore his own power to its peak. But they understood that Zhou Haoyue at this time was no longer something they could deal with alone. "I'm afraid the senior's state won't last long. Besides, even if the senior returns to his peak state, how can the senior deal with the hundred of us?" Ye Zhou and Zhou Haoyue looked at each other and said "You can try it!" Zhou Haoyue said forcefully, looking in all directions with no fear in his eyes.
In fact, it's not that it won't last long, it's not some secret method, they won't understand how terrifying the real power of luck is. This is truly a new life! Seeing Zhou Haoyue's powerful words, they couldn't help being shaken in their hearts. They are not fools, Zhou Haoyue of Five Thousand Years doesn't know what kind of tricks they have, even if they win by relying on the number of people, I am afraid it will be a miserable victory. Even if Zhou Haoyue was on the verge of death, he was afraid that one or two of them would die, and no one could guarantee that it would not be one of them. The more he thinks about it like this, the more shaken the hearts of the powerhouses of the gods will be. Seeing that the gods were shaken, Ye Zhou's eyes flashed a chill. A moment later, Ye Zhou made a move, pinching a divine mark in his hand, his breath was strong. A huge ray of light several hundred feet gathered into a big "war" character, pressing towards Zhou Haoyue. Zhou Haoyue looked at the imprint with a calm face, and when he slapped it out, a terrifying aura erupted instantly. boom! A giant palm pressed forward, and the void began to "buzz", and the space seemed to be shattered. In an instant, the two forces collided completely, setting off a hurricane, and the huge air waves radiated to the surroundings. There was only a "click" sound, and the imprint of the word "war" shattered, and the giant palm stopped for a moment before continuing to bombard Ye Zhou. Ye Zhou's face was horrified, and he punched out hastily, colliding violently, and the pressure of the peak of the God-watching realm poured out. "This is too scary." "Is this the peak power of the Rage God Realm?" From all directions, there were voices of horror one after another! boom! boom!
The two imprints both cracked, the sky trembled, and Star trembled! Ye Zhou flew upside down, half kneeling on the ground, "cough...cough", spitting out a mouthful of blood. Zhou Haoyue took three steps back and stood upright. Shock! "How can it be so strong!" There was a huge wave in the hearts of all the god-level powerhouses, and they stared at Zhou Haoyue. The difference is evident! At this moment, no one thinks that he is a fake Dakong, this is Zhou Haoyue at his peak, the peerless genius five thousand years ago! Seeing this, Ye Zhou raised his head, his face was full of gloom, and said in a deep voice, "Okay! I'll give the senior this face, but I hope the senior will also give me a face." After that, hundreds of auras shot up into the sky, the terrifying coercion collapsed the void, and the vast aura made the soul tremble. Looking at how strong Zhou Haoyue is, she still appears so small in front of hundreds of other experts in the divine realm. After finishing speaking, Ye Zhou stood up abruptly, and with a wave of his cuffs, a hurricane blew up with great momentum, sweeping across the people who were watching the battle of the Wushi Empire. Speaking of Giving face, I didn't actually give much. "call!" The violent hurricane seemed to be pouring out Ye Zhou's anger, turning into blades, tearing apart a large group of viewers in an instant. Countless people's eyes were full of desperation, pouring out their injustice and crying. "Help! Who will save us?" "Why do you want to hurt the innocent, we didn't make a mistake!" "The communication between peers is not as good as that of others. Does the old one appear after death?" "Can't beat the old one? Let's kill the weak to vent our anger..." "ah!" A large number of people from the Wushi Empire were slaughtered, even many people who were not from the Wushi Empire were also strangled. Innocent people are not innocent, and everything is just due to lack of strength! There is nothing wrong with big forces killing people, they were killed, and justice must be sought! This is the status quo of this world. If you have strength, you can do whatever you want, and with a little reason, you can infinitely magnify it! "You!" Zhou Haoyue's face was gloomy, and his heart was burning with anger! "What? It's really impossible to start a war!" "If it wasn't for the fact that none of the Qin family is here, whether your Central Empire will be safe or not is another matter!" Zhou Wuji looked around, just as Ye Zhou said, the Qin family had retreated silently at some point.
This also gave them great hope. As one of the three wild gods, the Qin family would definitely be able to produce a dozen or so god-level powerhouses. But at this moment Zhou Wuji looked at Zhou Haoyue, walked slowly to his side, and stood side by side, whether it is war or peace, the decision still rests with the ancestors. Zhou Haoyue stood still, but in the end, Zhou Haoyue still chose to watch all this in silence. He can't guarantee the safety of everyone, and keeping the Central Empire is already his best effort. As for the life and death of other people, he is not Saint, and everything can only be blamed on their bad luck, being born in the Wushi Empire. Ye Zhou sneered, and thought to himself, "I thought it was some kind of hard bone, and I have to compromise in the face of the general trend!" After all, he stood aside and continued to let the hurricane sweep the audience. Countless people tried their best to escape, but how could they escape the blow of the strong man in the divine realm? "It's just ants." After a while, the whole field was splashed with blood. If outsiders looked at it, they would think it was a Shura field, no, it should be The Underworld. Mixed with the cries of thousands of people, despair and helplessness, it is simply the most terrifying eighteenth floor of The Underworld. Suddenly, a strong man in the divine realm discovered a place of indifference. If not for the fact that too few people were killed, he didn't know why he couldn't see this place. A wooden sandalwood carriage stood quietly in one place, and the driver held a silver gun and rode respectfully on the horse. Beside him is a refined man, holding a fan, looking at this powerful man with a smile on his face. Such a scenery is so abrupt that it feels a little strange to this strong man in the divine realm. But he didn't think too much about it, he just wanted to kill them. It was their fate to choose the spectator seat of the Wushi Empire, and it was their death talisman! "Hmph!" The god-level powerhouse sneered, his face grim. In an instant, a strong man in the divine realm appeared next to the carriage, and with a palm drop, Spiritual Qi erupted instantly.