Chapter 4383: Ups and downs (1/2)

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Ten billion epochs are a superimposed age.

A Permian is indeed extremely long. Under such a time span, everything changes, and a large number of descendants of innate gods are born and rise.

In the world of ups and downs, how many god-level geniuses are buried in ups and downs.

If you count it carefully.

The innate group of gods and spirits in chaos will not change much as a result of the disappearance of a Permian, just like the behemoth in chaos.

It's just that in this world, who can sing along the way, prosperous and unfailing?

Toughness, like the ancient deities, has gradually declined.

Nowadays, the pattern of these chaotic forces has come to a demarcation point facing reshuffling.

Even among the innate gods above, a heavy atmosphere permeated.

The years turn, and it is at the end of a Permian.

The forbidden heavens of the Xiongguan and the strange landscapes are all empty scenes, like the autumn wind sweeping through, showing the bleakness.

In the face of unknown dangers, the acquired spirits in the Great Forbidden Heaven can do very little. Only when they work hard to get a sense of security.

When the unique evil breath of the alternating impact of the Tertiary breeds, there will be war sounds resounding in the five forbidden days.

The first stage.

The gods in the middle of the heavens who lived in the forbidden world were on the battlefield of the Permian, but this kind of fighting each other has lost the madness of the past.

The three main creatures far away in the Great Forbidden Heaven, as usual, conquered the Great Forbidden Heaven, and regarded the reincarnation of Heaven as the means of training.

However, the path opener is only Jin Huan God Rat, and Xiao Ye's seven-level Zhenhao Chaos.

The existence of the **** child, Qi Ye, and Xiao Ye deity were all absent.

One after another for 250,000 years, they ended in a hurry.

The surviving median gods all retreated back to the realm of the clan.

Immediately afterwards, the high-ranking Taoist **** was also unwilling to fight because of rumors in the world about the shuffle.

Until the third stage arrives.

The major bans are even more empty.

Except for those who are strong in Nirvana, they are extremely rare.

The chaotic gods of the world are all closed in the dojo, destined to be absent this time.

The Son of God is completely absent.

This is a good thing for the born souls of Nirvana.

But they made their minds trance, after a hasty battle, they withdrew from the battlefield.

In the fourth stage, the battle between the innate gods and spirits, what is the specific situation, the born spirits have no chance to be seen.

However, they can really feel that this innate **** battle is even more peaceful than last time, and they can't feel the movement at all.

Those innate gods are more like sitting together, only to distinguish high and low.

The camp is different, but some innate gods who are in friendship, even talk about many secrets and exchange information.

In fact.

At this point.

There is no innate **** willing, at this time, go to work hard.

Twenty-five years later.

”Haha, I actually survived another Die Ji!”

A rough-looking young man stepped out of the boundary of the clan and felt the breath of the Neogene. He suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly.

Just laughter, full of bitterness.

He is a descendant of the **** of air.

It was born before the two Permian, and has been cultivated to the upper Taoist realm.

Among the group, he heard too much from the brothers and sisters of the same door, about the terrible place of the alternating impact of the Permian.

But since he was born, he has gone through two times without wind and waves, and there is no danger at all. He wonders whether he should cry or laugh.

Buzz!

At the next moment, he became hot all over, his body cramped, the blood in his body was not controlled, and he madly leaped up, unable to kneel on the ground.

”Master Divine Son?”

This rugged young man, with a terrified look on his face, looked in a certain direction.