Outside of Time

Chapter 1239 The collection team reports here

The starry sky shook!

The stretch of the seaweed's body also reached its limit at this moment. Even if it cooperated with the dozens of ascenders to fight against the gods, the difference in strength between them...

made it impossible to balance this battle.

So almost at the moment when Xu Qing and others took action, the delay time of the seaweed also reached its limit. In the roar, the blockade of the seaweed collapsed.

The huge leaves rolled back and scattered in the starry sky.

Including those ascenders who tried their best, they were all injured and had to retreat.

So, the originally isolated area was opened, and those gods who were blocked suddenly rushed in.

But...at the moment of rushing in, these gods were all shaken.

They no longer remember that there were two peak gods as the leader.

In their cognition, there was only one.

And this one was extremely miserable at this moment!

Weird totems appeared in his skin, which were peaks.

This is a distant mountain, containing the weight of the Constitution, sealed with the power of ten thousand mountains!

On his body, burning iron chains were wrapped, each of which was shining with the light of order and exuding the power of heaven, as if the power of judgment was erupting at all times.

On his chest, flesh and blood gathered and a huge eye grew out!

This eye was evil and bloodshot, which was transformed by Zhou Zhengli's Constitution, suppressing the soul and cutting off the soul's path!

As for the back, a red flower bloomed, which was transformed by Li Mengtu's Constitution.

In addition, a broken sword was pierced into the position of the heart.

This sword pierced through the heart of this god platform.

Greed and madness continued to erupt.

In addition to these, there was also a curse from the drug ban, which turned into wisps of black mist, covering the whole body of this god, invading at all times, causing this god extreme pain.

There is also endless sound, which eternally echoes in his ears and mind, causing evil to torture everyone with sound.

At the same time, the blood of his whole body is also reversing, making this god's state constantly sluggish.

And the most crucial thing is the iron stick between his eyebrows!

Xu Qing has two iron sticks.

One was left by him in Wanggu Continent, and the ancestor of Vajra Sect used it as a weapon soul to protect Zixuan for him.

The other one was made for him by the disciple of Jiu'an Immortal Lord in the fifth star ring. It has integrated Xu Qing's own constitution and can enter the universe together and resonate with him in many time and space!

It also contains the dust of heaven, which makes this iron stick extremely high in status and has "weight".

This weight is feared by quasi-immortals!

Therefore, this second iron stick can be regarded as the most powerful treasure of Xu Qing's constitution now!

And it has its own power, which cannot be driven by others!

Therefore, its nailing sealed time and space, making this peak of the God Platform isolated from time and space.

Completely suppressed!

Then, as the iron stick that was immersed in the forehead shone, this peak of the God Platform disappeared instantly in the eyes of the gods.

Imprisoned in the Infernal Realm!

This scene gave the gods an extremely strong sense of shock, and after a brief silence, as Xu Qing and others swept their eyes full of murderous intent, the war broke out again.

This was the plan that Xu Qing and his party had originally set.

First suppress the God Platform, and then make a concerted effort!

When fighting with gods, you must never show your cowardice!

If you don't fight, it's fine. Once you fight, you must kill with momentum.

Especially in the current situation, it is even more so.

Because even if Xu Qing and others solve the peak of the God Platform, the overall gap between the two sides still exists.

So this battle must be a battle of power!

Innate gods have no emotions, but they have instincts from life.

That is the obsession with life, that is the avoidance of death.

To truly solve this crisis, they must kill these gods' instincts for death.

So in an instant, a more intense fight than before broke out in this starry sky.

Gradually, blood dyed the starry sky.

The blood of gods and the blood of monks did not mix with each other and spread separately.

And the smell of blood also filled the void.

Killing turned this place into purgatory.

The shrill voice, roar, wailing, and the collision of magic and divine arts, the interweaving of constitution and divine power, continued to rise in this area.

Killing like crazy!

Both Li Mengtu and Yuanshan Su were covered in blood and seriously injured. They had tried their best.

Especially Yuanshan Su, who was pale at the moment and his constitution was unstable.

As for Zhou Zhengli, it was the same, and even more serious.

All his orifices were bleeding, and Xie Lingzi's body was trembling, the fire of life was dim, as if a lot of vitality had been taken away.

And Xing Huanzi, his iron chain of order had also lost its luster, and at this moment he was holding on.

Thousands of troops were in fear, and even Fei Wu was shaky, and even the strength to curse in his heart was almost gone.

The sense of fatigue, accompanied by injuries, continued to erupt on them like a tide.

In addition to the corpses of gods, there were also the remains of the ascended limbs and incomplete corpses around.

But... the killing continued.

Xu Qing's figure, like the messenger of death, set off waves of killing wherever he passed. The eruption of his time and space constitution and the large amount of time and space that appeared in himself made him here like a nightmare of the gods.

However, no matter how horrible the nightmare is, there is always a moment of awakening. The fatigue of Xu Qing and his group made the awakening rhythm of this nightmare accelerate.

Fortunately...the instinct for death comes faster than the awakening from nightmares.

After the total number of dead gods reached nearly half, the remaining gods emerged from their souls with their instinctive avoidance of death.

The capture of the leader and the numerous deaths finally caused a god to retreat in silence and disappear into nothingness.

Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is the instinct of all life.

Gods are even more like this.

If the two altars were still at their peak, they could still be driven by the power of the superior gods, but now...the indifference in the bones of the gods made them choose to leave.

So soon, the second god disappeared.

In the following time, similar things happened frequently, and the gods here gradually dispersed.

This fierce fighting gradually became smaller and smaller in scale.

Until finally, the battlefield became quiet.

There is no such thing as a god.

Only Xu Qing and others were standing in the starry sky. They were all trapped in endless exhaustion, both physically and mentally, and the number of people... had also dropped sharply.

Check out the correct version one by one!

No more fifty-something.

There were less than twenty people left.

Each is miserable.

Even so, every one of the remaining ones is filled with evil energy, and every one of them has blood in their eyes.

Together with Xu Qing, they first experienced the Huntian Universe, and then plundered the source matter together, suppressed the Divine Prison together, and entered the battlefield together.

During this period, he did not go with the ascendants who left, but chose Xu Qing.

Until now, those who have survived are like well-refined soldiers, each one is sharp!

Looking at them, Xu Qing was silent for a moment and spoke in a low and hoarse voice.

"Let's go!"

As soon as the words came out, Xu Qing no longer borrowed the body of the mud fox, turned around and ran straight into the distance.

The others were silent, but without any delay in their movements, they turned into rainbows and followed behind.

From a distance, they look like a pack of wolves!

He disappeared into the starry sky with Xu Qing.

Just like that, time passes.

The fighting in the left war zone continued and became more and more intense. Gods from other war zones entered one after another, and the hidden armies of monks also appeared one after another.

The entire center of the left-wing theater became a real millstone of flesh and blood.

The universe where the Taoist flags are located everywhere has turned into dust.

One after another, the legions of gods turned into corpses.

Buried in the stars with countless monks, including those who had ascended away from Xu Qing and his group.

The ascended ones are indeed seeds, but they are also insignificant in this war.

Because only those who grow up are the real seeds!

Those who died were all fakes.

As a result, the bloody light emanating from the center of the left-wing battle zone became brighter and brighter, and eventually became a torch in the dark night, attracting all eyes and attention.

The goals of both parties seemed to be gradually achieved to varying degrees.

Compared with the overall battle area, the two missing peaks of the sacred platform became insignificant, even if the team of gods avoided the battle and became disabled.

In front of the bright light, the dust disappears.

Therefore, no one noticed that at the edge of the brighter and brighter light, it had merged into the darkness, and the exhausted Xu Qing and his party were gradually moving away.

Slowly approaching the edge of the center of the left-wing theater and the front line.

The closer we get here, the emptier the starry sky becomes, and the heterogeneity also becomes thinner.

Until a certain moment, when he sensed that the foreignness around him had completely disappeared, the fairy aura once again enveloped Xu Qing and his party.

There was confusion in everyone's eyes.

They rushed out of the central theater.

Stepping into... the frontline theater of the left wing!

From a distance, it can be seen that the barrier formed by the monk's magic is standing in front.

This barrier is boundless, continuous, and shining with splendor.

"Finally, it's out."

Looking at these, Zhou Zhengli murmured, his eyes were now dark red, and he was seriously injured.

Everyone else was like this, and they all felt slightly relieved because they came here and saw the monk barrier in the distance.

Looking at the starry sky here, the stars are shining brightly. That is because the tunnel flags are still there, so there is no foreignness and the fairy spirit is rich.

At the same time, for Xu Qing and his party, this sufficient fairy aura has also become a supplement to the serious injuries at this moment.

However, it was obvious that there was still a short distance from being truly safe here, so Xu Qing and his party only took a short rest before moving forward immediately.

All the way towards the vast barrier formed by the monks' spells in front.

Until an hour later, when approaching the barrier, a vast thought, with solemnity and majesty, spread from the barrier, instantly covering Xu Qing and others.

Accompanying this thought was a slightly surprised voice.

"Who is coming!"

This sound echoed in the hearts and minds of Xu Qing and his party, like thunder, causing them to stop one after another.

Xu Qing stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

"We, the team of the Jiu'an Tianchiwu Division, are ordered by the Jiu'an Immortal Lord to send the collected sources to the frontline battle area!"