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Chapter 1527

Words:2192Update:22/06/25 08:35:09

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The Foreign Gods were furious, and they could no longer remain calm.

Nuwa, Pangu, Gonggong, Fuxi, Demon Lord, and other names made them feel terrified.

The Foreign Worlds were high and mighty, and they wanted to rule over the three thousand great worlds and even control the Three Highest Realms.

In the past, many great battles had erupted, and they were all related to the Foreign Worlds.

Many experts had appeared in the Three Highest Realms and the Three Highest Realms.

Many of them were enough to make the Foreign World's cultivators feel fear.



"Come out! Don't hide! Hurry up and come out …" The seventeen Foreign Gods roared furiously. They floated in the air, and their eyes flickered with dense killing intent.

They had the strength to turn the world upside down, and only Great Emperors could kill them.

With seventeen of them together, how shocking was their battle prowess?

It was as if they could destroy ten thousand worlds, shatter mountains and rivers, and destroy heaven and earth.

But now, these seventeen existences' emotions were fluctuating violently, and they were clearly alarmed and worried.

"If you don't come out, then we'll slaughter these lowly creatures."

One of the Foreign Gods said coldly. He raised his right hand, about to kill the cultivators in the plaza.

"Rumble …"

At that moment, an earth-shaking sound echoed through the area.

The Heaven-shaking Stele flew over.

"A stele?"

"A bloodstained stele! What's the origin of this stele? "

Many people looked at the flying stele in shock.

They didn't know the origins of the stele.

Lin Feng was shocked. It was actually the Heaven-shaking Stele!

Previously, the Heaven-shaking Stele had torn apart the small world and then disappeared without a trace. Now, it had reappeared.

"It's … that stele!"

The Foreign Gods' voices were cold. These Foreign Gods clearly knew something about the Heaven-shaking Stele.

Now, they recognized the origin of the Heaven-shaking Stele.

Then, these foreign gods all frowned.

The Heaven-shaking Stele made them think of many things, but soon, these Foreign Gods sneered.

"It's just a stele. Can't we subdue it?" Some of the Foreign Gods sneered. They were very confident in themselves.

"Attack! Subdue this stele!"

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …

The seventeen Foreign Gods shouted coldly and attacked at the same time. They leaped up and charged at the Heaven-shaking Stele, wanting to suppress it.

The Sky-shaking Stele shook the void.

Mysterious phantoms appeared one after another.

Mother Nuwa, Pangu, Gonggong, Fuxi, the Fiendlord … all of them were mysterious and unfathomable.

"Do you remember when the Lord of Gods presided over the Heaven-shaking Stone Stele? He guarded the Three Realms and fought against the foreign realms alone. The heavens wept blood, and blood flowed in the outer realms?"



Another majestic voice came from the Heaven-Shaking Stone Tablet.

This happened after the Demon Lord sealed the Foreign World.

The Master of the Three Realms, the leader of the Gods, had personally come with the Heaven-shaking Stone Stele.

He fought a great battle against the foreign cultivators.

The images appeared one after another.

The cultivators from the foreign worlds rushed out like a tidal wave.

One man, one stele, fought a great battle against the foreign cultivators.

In the end, blood was spilled.

Blood dyed the ancient stone tablet red.

"Ancestor …" Lin Feng was moved.

The blood on the ancient stone tablet was the blood of the ancestors of his mother's clan?

The Lord of Gods suppressed the alien cultivators and closed the gates to the Outer Realm, sealing the alien cultivators inside.

But in the end, the Lord of the Gods was too heavily injured and couldn't hold on any longer. He died and fell into the boundless starry sky.

In the past, many unknown battles happened. Because the history was too long, many of them had long become legends and couldn't be verified.

The images just now were intermittent, and it was difficult to truly restore the events of the past.

The seventeen foreign gods wanted to suppress the Heaven-shaking Stone Tablet.

But they didn't expect that the Heaven-shaking Stone Tablet stained with the blood of the Lord of the Gods would be so strange.

The Heaven-shaking Stone Tablet descended from the sky, forming a forbidden space that instantly sealed the magic power of the seventeen foreign gods. They fell from the sky.

Then, the Heaven-shaking Stone Tablet descended on the square.

"Damn it! It actually sealed our magic power! " The foreign gods had gloomy expressions.

Not only were the foreign gods' magic power sealed, but everyone's magic power was sealed as well.

At this moment, more than three hundred cultivators seemed to have seen hope.

"They've lost all their magic power. This is the only chance to kill them. Instead of sitting and waiting for death, why don't we fight to the death?" A cultivator shouted loudly.

"That's right, let's fight to the death!" Immediately after, another cultivator shouted coldly.

"At most, we'll be a hero again in eighteen years."

More and more cultivators responded.

"Kill …" Many people charged at the foreign gods.

The foreign gods laughed savagely. "You lowly ants, do you think that just because our magic power is sealed, you have the strength to fight against us?"

These foreign deities stepped forward.

Pu! Pu!

The sound of something being torn apart rang out.

One cultivator after another died miserably under the attacks of the foreign gods.

On the other hand, the foreign gods were completely unharmed under the joint attacks of so many cultivators.

The foreign gods' physical bodies were too strong, and they could be considered undying. It was difficult for any attack to injure them.

This was practically an invincible position.

But the three hundred cultivators couldn't stop the foreign gods' attacks. Before long, more than half of them were killed by the foreign gods.

"I'll fight to the death with you!" a cultivator roared, charging at the foreign gods without fear of death. But in the end, he was still killed by the foreign gods.

The battle in front of them was too tragic.

Cultivators fell one after another. Their deaths could be said to be incomparably miserable.

Looking at the fallen cultivators, Lin Feng's heart was filled with sorrow. He looked at the heaven shaking stele, but he didn't know if he could lift it now that he had lost all his magic power.

Lin Feng rushed over.

He tried his best to lift the heaven shaking stele.

But he failed.

"Ancestor, in order to seal the foreign gods, you and your stele alone bathed the outer realm in blood. If you have a spirit, please let me carry the heaven shaking stele and kill these foreign gods." Lin Feng's voice was tragic.

This was a moment of life and death.

If they couldn't suppress the foreign gods …

No one had a chance of survival.

Perhaps he had really sensed the arrival of his descendants.

The blood on the heaven shaking stele emitted waves of shocking fluctuations. Then, it formed a connection with the sovereign emperor blood in Lin Feng's body.

Then.

The blood on the heaven shaking stele actually took the initiative to flow into Lin Feng's body.

This was the blood of his ancestor.

And now, it had actually fused into Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng felt as if his body was about to ignite.

He never forgot that Nuwa, in order to save the world, used her body to mend the heavens.

He never forgot that Gonggong, in order to cut off the foreign passage, rammed into Mount Buzhou in anger.

He never forgot that Fuxi fought a bloody battle and dyed the heavens red.

He never forgot that in order to seal the foreign world, the Demon Lord entered and exited nine times, and in the end, he was buried in the foreign world.

He never forgot that in order to suppress the foreign world, the Lord of Gods shed blood in the outer realm, his blood splattering on the heaven shaking stele.

… ….

Lin Feng roared as he carried the heaven shaking stele.

With every step he took, the earth seemed to shake. Lin Feng resisted the heaven shaking stele and arrived in front of a foreign god. He directly smashed the heaven shaking stele towards the foreign god.

Bang …

Even someone as powerful as the foreign god couldn't withstand it. His body collapsed and his soul was destroyed.

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