All the Girls in the Cultivation World Want a Piece of Me

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On the other side, the Dharma God Realm.

The fight among the gods was extremely fierce. The weak god who finally recovered some of his divine power was attacked and killed by the strong god. The more divine power he had obtained from Xia Yi before, the stronger the god became. Only the ruins of the holy city were left. No one could have imagined that it would be destroyed a day ago. Still so peaceful and beautiful.

Among the wreckage, at the feet of the gods, a withered skeleton covered in tattered clothes remained motionless. He seemed to be completely dead, but there was a trace of bright red karma in the dark eyes that never went out, and even began to gradually burn.

It heard it, heard thousands of miles away, and heard someone on the other side across the starry sky calling its name, giving him weak but immortal divine power.

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Xia Yi made a mistake. To be precise, he miscalculated one thing, that is, the gods devoured the divine power together with the soul, flesh and blood, and all tangible objects without any waste.

Xia Yi originally thought that he could still transform into the underworld, but all the phenomena of death were greedily absorbed by the God of Death. If he was not allowed to live or die, it would be difficult for him to transform into the underworld. There were too many opponents, and they were all in the past. Gods who really existed, how could Xia Yi, a sub-god, have the upper hand in the battle with the gods?

It is an exaggeration to be able to survive for a day. Xia Yi did not underestimate the corrupt gods, but he looked down on himself. Fortunately, the underworld still prevented Xia Yi from completely dying, but he basically lost all resistance. He may not even be able to think anymore. In the end, Xia Yi could only tell Mirage to remember to find a good place for him to resurrect. With his divine power drained away, he was no match for the gods.

It was as motionless as if it was completely dead. A firefly was flying around in front of the withered bones, but if you look closely, you will find that it is a very small dragon, as delicate as a bug.

"Brother Xia, Brother Xia, I told you not to care about those mortals before, but you insist on taking care of them. Will you be grateful even if you save them?"

"How long has it been since you still thought you were okay? Do you really think of yourself as a god? You can go to heaven after just a few words of praise from a mortal?"

Mirage Qian warned Xia Yi not to take risks. Do a group of corrupt stupid gods have to fight hard? But this is also Xia Yi's old problem. He can't let go of innocent people, especially those who have been implicated by him. The gods are now fighting to the point of madness. The mirage dare not move, fearing that Xia Yi's skeleton will be destroyed. Spread.

Xia Yi is lucky, but no matter how lucky he is, he should at least leave some ashes. How can he save the ashes if they are all gone? This is more thorough than the last time he faked his death on the abandoned star. The fluctuations of the residual soul are gone. If not for the familiar mirage dragon Xia Yi, Xia Yi's rotten bones have long been thrown away and fed to the dogs.

The battle between gods is still going on, and the mirage can't find any good time to evacuate. It can only complain next to Xia Yi. The mirage can't see the bright red flames that are getting stronger and stronger in the dark eyes of the dead bones. The fire of karma can be seen. When the cause and effect is dead, the fire of karma does not exist.

Suddenly, a rotten god was slapped to the ground by another rotten dragon god. This rotten god was a little weak. He was at a disadvantage in the initial stage of snatching Xia Yi's divine power and failed to absorb too much. Naturally, there is no way to exert much strength at this moment.

People who believe in this god can only worry. They pray on the mountains, in the distance on the horizon, where they can vaguely see the god, and are willing to sacrifice their lives to help the god they believe in stand up again.

The gods in the chaos basically only care about the gods who are hostile to them, and will not change their goals until the opponent is devoured by themselves. Therefore, the rotten Dragon God was about to continue his fierce attack, but suddenly he flapped his wings and moved away.

In the mountains surrounding the Holy City, the believers of the Twelve Gods were all shocked, because the thirteenth god who was supposed to be devoured and destroyed by the gods actually stood up. Thirteen, this is not a good number in the Dharma God Realm, it represents Unknown represents unpredictable variables, a number that even black magic is unwilling to approach.

The most terrifying thing was the god who was almost completely turned into withered bones. He actually grabbed the Vulcan who was shot down by the Dragon God, and cruelly inserted a hand from the back of the Vulcan into the Vulcan's body.

Vulcan struggled and even let out an inhuman wail. The flames burning Vulcan's body were extinguished. Vulcan's scorching eyes slowly turned gray. Vulcan's body quickly shriveled up and turned into a mummy. , the mighty God became like this in the blink of an eye, and the followers of the God of Fire wailed along with the God of Fire like crazy.

They seemed to feel the pain of the Vulcan, but Shura, who had returned from hell, would not stop because of this.

Withered Bones' other hand grabbed Vulcan's shoulder, and the hand that reached into Vulcan's body suddenly pulled out something. At this moment, Vulcan let out a scream that shook the world. It seemed to be the spine, but it was even more... Divine Marrow, Dry Bones pinched it hard, raised it slightly and crushed it completely, and a dazzling flame floated quietly in the palm of Dry Bones' hand.

The next moment, Withered Bones slapped the flames hard against his chest, and a storm formed by the flames spread around with the Withered Bones as the center. This was the resurgence of dead ashes, and the flames were like flesh and blood, allowing the Withered Bones to regenerate some flesh and blood, but half of them The scene of the half-bone man is still extremely scary, making people think of the terrifying undead.

In front of the withered bones, Vulcan stopped struggling and fell slowly. His body turned into burning embers and dissipated before he fell to the ground. Vulcan was dead, completely decayed, and could never return to the world. Followers of Vulcan Some of them didn't want to believe all this. They cried out the Vulcan's true name, but nothing could be changed.

The decaying gods stopped fighting, and they all looked at the withered bones that should have disappeared, but not only did the withered bones not disappear,

Instead, it took away the divinity that, although weak, had at least truly ruled for an era.

The violent winds subsided, the thunder extinguished, the clouds far in the sky actually burned, the earth was covered in flames, the sky and the earth were red, and even the heavens and the earth themselves seemed to have been ignited.

Withered Bones also felt hungry and thirsty at this moment, not for divinity, but for the divine source. He had divinity but no divine source, while the twelve rotten gods had divine sources but no divine nature. Withered Bones He didn't think much at the moment, he didn't even know who he was, but following his instinct, there was only one thing he had to do.

Devouring the twelve gods, he became the fire, and the corrupt gods could reluctantly use them as firewood, using their embers to ignite themselves.

Without any unnecessary words or movements, the withered bones rushed into the sky under the wrap of thousands of flames, intending to directly devour the dragon god closest to it. The other gods seemed to have sensed the instinctive crisis and no longer turned against each other. Instead, we gathered together once again to face the formidable enemy in front of us.

He is the devourer of gods. The fiery red sky and earth are more terrifying than the dusk. A glimmer of light quietly slips into the distance. This glimmer of light is the mirage. The mirage is completely speechless. She is afraid that Xia Yi will kill her. Killed, Xia Yi is completely a fierce god at this moment. The only difference from the corrupt gods is that his spirit may not be corrupted yet.

Head-on to the withered bones of the gods, the gods who were greedy for divinity, this battle ushered in a situation that no one expected. If the gods had spirits and thinking, they would definitely regret that they should never have connected with Xia Yi All the souls were swallowed up.

Those who lose everything will surely regain everything twice as much. It doesn’t matter who has done anything in the past. This is a battle for the throne. Will the gods regain their dignity and glory, or will the challenger kill the gods and ascend?

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It doesn't matter how much the gods have contributed to the human race.

It doesn't matter who Xia Yi did or what he did.

In this chaotic battle to capture divine power, only one god can win the final victory. Compared with all the twelve gods decaying, and compared with no new gods appearing in the future, this ending is certainly not the best. But it is the only remaining light among all the helplessness.

The human race has declined to this point. Perhaps except for the Dharma God Realm, it is difficult to find so many ancient gods who worked so hard to become gods before the Godless Annals. They are indeed very sad. Even waiting will decay along with their spirits until they fall. Up to the last second before this situation, I might have been thinking about what to do if they passed away and the innate god attacked.

But those great wishes were all gone, weathered by the years, leaving only the instinctive madness.

The withered bones set off a raging flame that burned all things. The gods jointly used the withered bones to exert their divine power that could change the world. But how much divine power can the God of Decay have left?

Even if the sky and the earth roared with wind and thunder, the frosty wind froze the scorched earth, and thousands of shimmering arrows pierced the dead bones from beginning to end, and the power of distorting space appeared in front of the dead bones, pulling the dead bones together with the space. Crushed to pieces, but the dry bones never disappeared.

As long as a grain of remaining ashes falls to the ground, fierce fire will burn the earth, and the withered bones annihilated by the gods will be reborn from the fire again. The unquenchable fire and the immortal bones will repeatedly break and reunite. It seemed like there would be no end, even if the flames that swept through the world at first were receded, the fire around the withered bones never went out.

If the flames around the withered bones can be extinguished, perhaps the withered bones will come to an end, but before that, the decaying gods have become powerless first. This world is no longer what it was when they existed, and even they Everything that was once familiar has become so unfamiliar.

The withered bones rushed into the sky again, and its goal has not changed. The dragon soaring in the sky was surrounded by flames. The dragon god's broad wings tore through the air, letting the flames roll back to the ground, but the body was still burning with fire that could not be resisted no matter what. extinguished flames.

The withered bones were thrown away by the dragon god's tail and fell to the ground like a comet, causing the mountains and rivers to tremble. The mountain peak closest to the landing point of the withered bones collapsed directly. The believers on the edge of the mountain range suffered even more as a result. They prayed to the gods again, and the gods also Won't save them.

After a while, the withered bones rushed into the sky again, ignoring the gods and attacking the Dragon God. The Dragon God opened its mouth and spit out a blast of destructive dragon breath at the withered bones that rushed towards it. The dragon's breath was like a pillar of light, which was absolutely unbearable for any living thing. The high temperature evaporated the dead bones in an instant, melted the earth directly, and turned a large green space into living lava.

In the distance, the giant dragons coming from Dragon Island raised their heads and roared loudly. The bursts of dragon roars told the greatness of their dragon clan. The dragon god's plan destroyed the dragon's breath and could easily destroy a huge city. This picture should have been dead long ago. What are dry bones?

But in the newly formed lava, a bone hand suddenly stretched out from the bubbling magma, followed by a whole set of dead bones crawling up from the lava, and the flowing lava emerged from the eye sockets of the dead bones. The red lava flowed out, and the red lava cooled down quickly. The bones were all red, and the bones seemed to be burned through. Dazzling sparks were flying around it. The bones slowly raised their heads, and the fire power gathered in his body suddenly exploded, and the sky was filled with sparks. It spread all over the sky and the earth, like a rain of fire.

The giant dragons watching the battle from afar were wailing, trying to use ancient dragon language to persuade the Dragon God not to use fire! The withered bones that devoured the God of Fire already possessed the power of the God of Fire, and the fire would not be extinguished.

But the corrupt gods couldn't listen or understand at all. They just attacked and plundered instinctively, even Dry Bones himself.

After using that blow breath, Dragon God has

After some fatigue, Withered Bones seized this opportunity and continued to rush towards the Dragon God without giving up. The surrounding gods tried their best to stop Withered Bones. Even their instincts that did not have much thinking skills understood who was the greatest threat at the moment.

Time and again, time and time again, the withered bones failed to gain any benefit from the hands of the gods. The flames that were finally ignited became dim. The believers of the gods seemed to have found confidence and were pious to the gods again. Pray, will that demon-like ghost finally be destroyed?

The gods are the twelve gods of the Dharma God Realm, and the withered bones are just an outsider. Anyone with devout faith will not regard the withered bones as correct. In addition, the twelve gods have been devouring the withered bones from the beginning, and now they are joining hands. Attack and kill it, and the Withered Bones will never be able to get close to the gods except after devouring the Vulcan God with a sneak attack at the beginning.

It seems that this variable has come to an end, and it is still difficult to defeat the gods.

At this time, not only mortals and believers of all races gathered around the mountains of the Holy City, but also the most powerful people from the Dharma God Realm. They did not escape because they knew that if Xia Yi failed, no one would be able to escape, not even among them. If a god wants to be completely awakened, he needs a huge number of souls, and they are the first to bear the brunt, because each of them is worth tens of millions of weak souls.

On the side of the demon clan, the demon king did not look at the ferocious demon god, but at the withered bones that were about to be extinguished. The entire demon clan was no longer under control, and he, the demon king, was no longer in name only. Most of the people of the demon clan had feelings for the demon god. Crazy belief.

"well……"

The Demon King couldn't stop lamenting. No matter how warlike or plundering he was, he also knew whether things were right or wrong. If the corrupt gods were victorious, everything in the Dharma God Realm would be transformed.

The vampire girl who had just woken up stared at the god in the sky with an evil aura and surrounded by blood. She recalled some past events in her mind. The brother who grew up with her, had a calm personality and liked reading, was seeking the throne after her father After getting no results, her brother embarked on the path of seeking godhood. Although he succeeded, it may seem sad now.

As a low-level life, wouldn't it be nice to rely on a special bloodline to extend his life? He had to fight for that opportunity and gave up the advantage of the vampire's immortality.

However, most people still looked at the existence standing in the center of the gods, almost completely obscured by the glow. He was so sacred. He was sung as the main god of the twelve gods in history. He was the radiant god Alyu. Si, what he represents is people's belief in chasing light.

But just on the other side of the mountain range, a large army was rushing towards the Holy City at full speed. Its leader was the Grand Senator of the Empire. In his hand was a bronze spear with an extremely simple shape. Although the spear body was extremely worn, it was The tip of the spear exuded bursts of cold light.

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At the edge of the mountain range, the great patriarch of the empire was extremely surprised after learning that Xia Yi was not dead yet and was still fighting the gods. He immediately decided to change his plan. Originally, he was planning to take action last, after the last corrupt god got everything. In an instant, he used the ancestral spear left by the ancestor of the military clan to penetrate and kill him.

This ancestral spear once accompanied the commander of the human army to defeat countless innate gods. The ancestral spear is stained with the blood of the innate gods. It is a sacred object for the human race and the military tribe, but the ancestors Because the spear was too damaged, it could no longer be used as a weapon, but it was regarded as an ancestral fetish by the military clan and enshrined for generations.

The ancestors of the military clan did not give the weapons any names, but just kept fighting with them. Until the ancestors of the military clan passed away, the spears were not repaired, because to the military clan, how worn out the weapons of the deceased people were. Considering how great the deceased man's military exploits were, this spear had great military exploits in history and could be called the first spear of the human race throughout the ages.

The spear is basically the ancient name of the spear. It was the spear carried by the supreme commander of the human army during the Daofa period. The spear is nameless, just like the commander of the military tribe, who did not leave his name in history. The great man at that time was too great. There are many, forging the twin emperors, the Taoist Emperor, and the former emperors who are full of legends in all major realms of the human race.

The Xiantian clan was expelled, and there was no need for the army to stay in the rear. They all took root and multiplied in the Dharma God Realm. This also led to the fact that as the commander of the army, the ancestors of the military clan stationed on the border did not leave their names widely in other realms, at least not well-known. It's not high. The achievements of the frontier are not passed down within the clan, and everyone in the clan congratulates the peak of the human race.

The people who are waiting for this peak are the remnants of the army who still stay on the border and call themselves the military clan.

I believe that for anyone who uses a spear as a weapon, this is an ancient spear full of sacred meaning. A gentleman is like a sword, and a tyrant is like a knife. But when it comes to killing enemies on the battlefield, you have to talk about spears.

The spear has never been a weapon that is good at one-on-one, nor has it been a choice between advancing and retreating.

"Blow the drum!"

The Grand Elder of the Empire stood on the plain outside the mountains. Behind the low peaks was the battlefield of the gods. Through the mountains, you could vaguely see the miserable image of hell on earth on the other side. Black smoke was everywhere, and an unpleasant burnt smell filled the air. .

The drums sounded. The great patriarch of the empire understood how important this battle was. He brought almost two-thirds of the army and lined it up on the plain. Once Xia Yi failed, the corrupt god would definitely be the first. Time notices every meal, but even if it hides and hides for a long time, the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. Although the human army has become history, the spirit that continues is still passed on.

Don’t talk about individuals before a disaster.

The number is close to 30 million, and the people are arranged neatly together in a dark crowd. In the eyes of many people, the empire is simply here to die, and it actually brings a large army to deliver it to the gods. Doesn’t the empire never believe in gods? Is it to sacrifice to that foreign god?

A burst of anger burst out from the eyes of the believers of the Twelve Gods, and the giant dragon could not help but fly high into the sky to directly attack the imperial army that had a good relationship with them. The followers of the Vulcan were filled with grief and anger, as if they had found a The vent actually launched an attack on the imperial army, and fireballs filled the sky and poured towards the army.

But the army did not retreat at all. It moved forward slowly amidst the sound of military drums. The gathered strength was poured into the body of the Grand Elder. The Grand Elder of the Empire held up the barrier formed by the light and faced the offensive of those stupid believers.

This momentum is unstoppable. This is the momentum that the imperial army has always had. It is unstoppable.

After a pause, the grand elder of the empire looked coldly at those stupid people. The gods were indeed respectable, but they were the gods before their decay. The continuation of life lies in rebirth, rather than sacrificing new things to save the old. Although it is very difficult to Sorry to the respectable and pitiable gods, but humans must move forward.

No matter what stands in the way.

"Advance the army!"

The great senator of the empire roared loudly. Every soldier in the stopped army raised their heads, their footsteps moved to the drums, and everyone roared loudly.

"Hey--"

"call--"

"ha--"

The roar of the army shook the heaven and the earth, and the forces supporting the thirteenth god arrived. This force is the oldest and most orthodox force in the Dharma God Realm. It was the human army that first opened up the frontier.

"Sacrifice Spear!"

The Grand Senator of the Empire shouted again, and first cut his own palm with the spear in his hand. The thirty million sergeants followed the Grand Senator of the Empire's actions and cut their palms with their spears. The Imperial Conquest has never actually happened. He has shown his true ability, because it is for dealing with the innate gods, and the empire has always been reserved against its own people.

But what saddens the Grand Elder of the Empire the most is that the enemy is actually the Twelve Gods who are worthy of admiration. Their merits outweigh their faults! How much they wanted to fight for the human race again, they were worried until their death whether the frontier would be attacked by the Innate God first.

But now they have become the biggest obstacle to the rise of Frontier. Even if one of them can wake up, how much will it cost? What will happen if he wakes up? In this era, we can still only slowly wait for decay. Only by allowing a new god to ascend the throne can everything be changed.

"Salute to the people and honor the gods!"

The Grand Elder of the Empire put his hand on his chest and raised the ancestral spear high with the other hand. All the other soldiers followed suit. No matter how hateful the gods are at this moment, it cannot change the fact that they deserve to be thanked and remembered by the human race. They have not yet If you have time to make a contribution, you will be corrupted by time first.

Among them are the dragons who have the best relationship with the human race and have never betrayed them.

"May the glory of the human race last forever!"

Nearly 30 million people shouted one sentence, letting this sentence resound around the Holy City. Even the corrupt and crazy gods stopped their offensive against the withered bones. The withered bones actually stopped their movements, and the corrupted gods stopped. As if he remembered something, but also seemed to fail to remember it, the glow around the radiant god Aleus dissipated, and one of his hands trembled on his chest. It was like a kind of muscle memory, maybe even at this moment. Hui Shen himself didn't understand the meaning of doing this.

The spear held high in the hands of the great senator of the empire shone brightly. Even the spear whose weapon spirit had been dissipated for countless years seemed to have memories. It was awakened by this sentence that the glory of the human race would last forever. The believers of the Twelve Gods They were confused for a while. The elves and some demons who had never thought of themselves as human beings actually wanted to salute involuntarily.

Human rites are a great gift, a spirit, and a supreme self-identity. All spirits that respond to human rites are human beings and have human blood.

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This temporary peace not only made the gods hesitate, but also the crazy believers calmed down. Everyone was thinking about the meaning of this sentence. This sentence seemed to have always existed in the blood, in dreams, and was inherited from the ancestors and engraved on it. Words from the bottom of my heart.

The Grand Elder of the Empire took this opportunity to rush to the top of the mountain. He held the ancestral spear tightly in his right hand and aimed at the Dragon God who had been trying to attack Dry Bones. The Dragon God was not affected too much by these words, but he seemed to be appeased. Generally, the ferocity has weakened a lot, but there is still a feeling of being ready to attack the dead bones at any time.

Looking at the Dragon God, a few drops of old tears fell inexplicably in the eyes of the great patriarch of the empire. The Dragon God is the most powerful among the twelve gods. He persisted until the end. Its decay was not too long ago. When he was a child, the reason why the empire had the tradition of dragon knights was because of him. The empire had a very bad relationship with the dragons at that time. When his father took him to Dragon Island to negotiate, he sneaked into the Dragon God of Dragon Island out of curiosity. In the cave.

At that time, the Dragon God appeared and turned into a smiling old man. He always picked the most delicious spiritual fruits for him from nowhere. The Dragon God's tomb was sacred, and even the dragon himself would not be affected by anything serious. Enter, during the three months of negotiations between his father and the king of Dragon Island, the young empire elder would always look for the old grandfather who was the gatekeeper in the Dragon God Cave.

He thought it was the old man guarding the gate. It wasn't until he went there again when he grew up that he realized that there had never been any gatekeepers in Dragon God Cave.

Sect disciple, the Dragon God who appeared in those three months would tell many, many ancient stories, but never told his true identity. The great senator of the empire still doesn’t know that the Dragon God who is about to decay will use his last strength to appear. What to do.

It only remembered that the Dragon God once told him that he was tired, a little lonely, and a little sad, and just wanted to find someone to talk to. Although he was not the person the Dragon God wanted to find, the Dragon God never disliked him for being just a weakling. Children, because the Dragon Clan has a long age, it is normal for them to only enter the Dragon God Cave once every thousands of years when something big happens.

Later, the Grand Elder guessed that it was the appearance of the Dragon God. He had always wanted to know who the laughing old man he met when he was a child was. Knowing that it might be the Dragon God and that it was sealed by the God of Radiance, the Grand Elder of the Empire continued to wonder. He wanted to rescue the Dragon God, so he became hostile to the Theocracy.

Awakening before decay, it is like returning to the light. All they want is to find someone to talk to. These are the self-proclaimed gods. Not only the Dharma God Realm, but also all the self-proclaimed gods of all races in the major realms are more or less. Few face decay, people forget about them and only think of them during critical periods.

But they don't blame them. This is their own choice. The gods of the Dharma God Realm who finally became gods before the advent of the Godless Year have all become corrupt. How can the self-proclaimed gods earlier than the Twelve Gods be any better?

That's why it is said that the human race has fallen into such a situation. Only the innate clan with nearly infinite life spans do not have such worries. They seem to be able to drag the weak acquired creatures to death. No matter how powerful the acquired creatures are, they cannot resist time.

The Grand Elder's hands were trembling, and he couldn't throw the spear he was holding tightly. As the heir to the empire, no one was so kind to him when he was a child. He has been subjected to various rigorous trainings. He is the future empire. The Lord, he did not allow any cowardly behavior. Only the appearance of the Dragon God aroused his character as a child. Those three months were his only childhood.

Even now, when I occasionally dream, I always think of the old man who let him act like a spoiled child.

Why are the followers of Vulcan so crazy when they see the death of Vulcan? The Grand Elder seems to understand a little. The Twelve Gods were once so kind, but as a descendant of the military clan, as a legacy of the human race that has endured so many hardships to this day, he cannot be selfish, otherwise he wants to help the people he most wants to help. Still the Dragon God!

The Demon King looked at the figure of the Demon God and kept shaking his head. The Vampire Girl gritted her teeth and seemed to be mentally preparing. The Elf Queen looked at the Elf Moon Goddess from a distance and couldn't bear to recite some kind of spell.

Below the ruins of the Holy City, in the cathedral.

Under the collapsed statue, the saint was coughing and vomiting blood, as if she was about to die. She stretched out her hand to catch the radiant god in the sky. She was surrounded by divine light, which blocked the gods. The aftermath of the attack prevented her from dying immediately, but how long could she last?

"Aleus...you saved everything...you must...be reborn..."

"My dear Arius..."

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