In the Xuling Hall and the Hongmeng Pagoda, Yang Ye sat quietly in front of the bodhi tree. Next to him, there was An Nanjing.

In this way, time passed little by little.

In the blink of an eye, one month has passed.

At this moment, except for the Void Spirit Continent, the people in the rest of the places were basically killed by the undead.

The entire universe is shrouded in death.

Now in the entire universe, there are only two places that have not been massacred by the undead. One is the Void Spirit Continent, and the other is the Divine Realm.

Holy area.

Shi Tian was sitting cross-legged in the temple. At a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Are you here?"

Outside the realm of gods.

Five hundred undead knights suddenly arrived. The leader was the undead source master. Next to the source master was Dugu Juetian.

Five hundred undead knights sit on the throne and look ferocious, carrying spears on their backs. The auras of the five hundred people are integrated into one body, and the powerful pressure is approaching the divine realm.

The source master glanced at the divine realm below, and then said quietly: "This is the divine race that once ruled the universe? Compared with the Void Spirit Race, it is not even worse than the Void Spirit Race!"

Having said this, he paused slightly, and then said: "This clan has some background, so don't be careless and underestimate the enemy."

"clear!"

Dugu Juetian nodded slightly, then raised his right hand.

"kill!"

In the void, the spears in the hands of the five hundred undead knights were suddenly thrown out, and the five hundred spears streaked across the sky and sank directly into the divine realm.

boom!

The formation covering the divine realm exploded instantly.

The Divine Realm was unreservedly exposed to the undead army.

In the temple, Na Shitian stood up slowly, "Let me see how powerful the undead are. Call the generals!"

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Chapter completed!