Chapter 3489: 30,000 years of rest (1/2)

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The opening time of the Permian battlefield was not more than half, so many creatures fell, and experienced a melee battle against the mid-level Taoist gods, so that the Permian battlefield finally ushered in a relatively peaceful period.

It's as if an agreement has been reached.

The disciples of the ancient gods, wing gods, Taishen, and Bodhidharma lurked, as if to draw strength in the years, restore the wear and tear, and prepare for the next battle.

In particular, in the fierce battle between the gods and gods in the mid-level position, Luo Kui, a disciple of the wing gods, who showed great power, was even more eye-catching.

With Luo Kui's character, he was forced to stop and retreat during the melee, and he would definitely not give up.

But what is striking is that in the following years, Luo Kui almost disappeared, and no follow-up action.

For a time, there were divergent opinions about Luo Kui's movements.

Permian battlefield.

On a not huge chaotic **** star, there are creatures everywhere.

From a glance, it can be seen that a tower of Dao God Array stands near the Divine Star, and the flowing patterns are intertwined, and there is a haze of chaos surging, turning into a heavy Dao God Array, which envelopes this Divine Star. Airtight.

Through these Taoist formations, it can be seen that this **** star is very different in the Permian battlefield, full of vitality, and purple divine lights are scrolling everywhere.

And on top of Chaos Divine Star, there are buildings and pavilions in groups, which have the breath of ancient **** blood, and the roar of the road continues to spread.

In no time, you can see the creatures with ancient **** blood line passing by and patrolling.

This chaotic **** star is the ancient **** group, the base camp in the Permian battlefield.

In these years, with Xiao Ye and other inferior-level median gods, raising the banner of the ancient **** group, it indeed summoned many ancient **** disciples to come.

Today, about 50,000 ancient disciples are stationed on this chaotic **** star.

This is almost the same, since the opening of the Permian battlefield, all the surviving ancient disciples have survived.

Faced with unprecedented pressure, these ancient disciples put down their hatred, and the descendants and branch disciples got along well, and defended this chaotic **** star like an iron plate.

”It's finally over, the days of hiding from Tibet.”

”Since our ancient gods and tribes have established a stronghold in the Permian battlefield, the strong men of other tribes have not dared to offend. Brother Xiao Ye, they can defeat the strongmen from all walks of life. On the battlefield, it’s possible to leave alive.”

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On Shenxing, a group of ancient disciples passed by, talking to each other while patrolling.

Looking around, Mu Ze, Wu Tao, Youlan, Han Dong and others were all on the list, all with emotions on their faces.

In the past, 10,000 ancient disciples, including them, were imprisoned, and life was better than death.

Fortunately, with the help of Xiao Ye, he came out of trouble and is now in the base camp. He has recovered from these years and lived very calmly. Compared with the past escape career, it is like heaven, and he never has to worry too much.

With their strength, they can live to the present on the battlefield of the Permian, like a dream.

”However, it can't be too careless.”

”Don't you find that Brother Xiao Ye, Brother Feng Ruoye and Brother Mo Cha, have been under great pressure these years?”

Suddenly, Wu Tao's unremarkable expression opened his mouth and made everyone's heart jump. His eyes couldn't help but look away.

On this chaotic **** star, there are twenty peaks rising from the ground, towering into the sky, like twenty pillars of sky-high sky.