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Create the realm, destroy the heavenly palace.

There is a vast and boundless world of chaos in the depths of the Tiangong. There is nothing else in this world, only the meaning of endless destruction.

Here, the way of destruction is particularly strong.

It is a paradise for practitioners of the Way of Destruction.

And in the center of the world, there is a magnificent ancient palace - the Temple of Destruction.

The Lord of Destruction, the Lord of Destruction, cultivated in the Heavenly Palace.

boom!

Suddenly, the way of destruction in the world boils, and the endless aura of destruction is like a turbulent sea, surging and vast.

A destructive thought of the highest, the greatest, the strongest and the most holy spread out from the depths of the Destruction Heavenly Palace and swept the entire world.

Fortunately, there are no living beings in this world, otherwise, under this destructive thought, even a half-step Daoist powerhouse would fall instantly.

"Hahaha!"

"The Peak of Dao Tianjun!"

"Three thousand six hundred Chaos Era, this seat has finally recovered to the peak of Dao Tianjun!"

The cheerful laughter sounded, shaking the entire chaotic world to tremble. If it weren't for the countless terrifying Dao-level formations in this world, this chaotic world would have collapsed long ago!

In the Temple of Destruction, a burly man in a dark red robe stood up.

There is a flame-like destruction mark between his eyebrows, his eyes are like two black holes of destruction, terrifying and intimidating, domineering and sharp!

He is the creator of the destruction of the Heavenly Palace, the Lord of Destruction.

The Lord of Destruction suddenly rose up and established the Heavenly Palace of Destruction in the Realm of Creation that was no weaker than the Holy Land of Creation.

No one knows his origins.

In fact, he was destroyed to respect the post-creation reincarnation and rebuilt.

Destroy the Supreme, dare to use the name of the Supreme, it must be the Supreme Dao, otherwise it will not be able to bear this name, there will be great terror, and the body will die and the Dao will disappear.

"Before the Thirty Chaos Era, that bitch of the Lord of Creation just broke through the middle stage of Dao Tianjun, and now even if there is a breakthrough, it is the most in the late Dao Tianjun!"

The Lord of Destruction has hot eyes, Ye Feng and others don't know whether the Lord of Fortune breaks through the Dao Tianjun, but she knows a lot about it.

"With the supernatural powers and mysteries I mastered in my previous life, and the peak cultivation of Dao Tianjun, I should be able to win that bitch of the Lord of Creation!"

The Lord of Destruction secretly cares about it. The reason why he chose to build the Destruction Heaven Palace in the Realm of Creation is for this day.

The main body of the good fortune is a good-fortune green lotus born in the chaos. Whether he is harvesting or devouring, he has infinite good fortune, enough to allow him to restore the cultivation of the Supreme Dao.

soon.

He issued an order to destroy the Heavenly Palace and begin to attack the Holy Land of Creation.

This is the competition of local forces in the realm of creation, and others are not easy to intervene.

This is also the reason why the Lord of Destruction has established power in the realm of creation.

The teacher is famous.

Otherwise, if he runs from other places and directly takes the initiative to create a hand, it is likely to cause a rebound from his Dao Realm powerhouse.

Even if people discover his purpose, he may be attacked by a group.

For a time, the mountain and rain were about to come and the wind filled the building.

A tense atmosphere spread unknowingly in the realm of creation.

...

for these.

Ye Feng didn't know, at this moment he was practicing with Nangong Qinglian to the peak.

Ye Feng was as imposing as a rainbow, and with a low roar, the majestic power spewed out like a river bursting its banks.

With the release of his power, the momentum in his body quickly wilted and returned to calm.

"call!"

Ye Feng heaved a long sigh of relief. The result of this practice was unprecedentedly good, and he was full of peace and joy.

He looked down at Nangong Qinglian.

now.

Nangong Qinglian's pretty face flushed, her eyes blurred, she was so tired that she fell asleep.

Ye Feng held the tender and tender body of the beautiful woman lovingly, and entered the Daotian Temple with divine sense, and began to count the treasures treasured by the Chaos Holy Dragon.

Among them, there are a total of 150,000 avenues of god stones, and there are countless other treasures.

"As expected of the Chaos Holy Dragon, no wonder there are three treasures of the Great Dao, and they are really rich!"

After Ye Feng checked it carefully, his heart was filled with infinite emotion.

He quickly picked out the useful treasures, and then devoured the rest to the system.

Host now: Ye Feng

Cultivation base: the pinnacle of the true god of the avenue (fourth layer of the Dao of Chaos at the Dao level)

Luck: 100 trillion

Avenue Point: 232960

Cultivation method: Chaos Infinite Method, Chaos Yin-Yang Collection

Dao supernatural powers: Dao God Eye (sixth layer), Dao Displacement (fifth layer), Chaos Dao Domain (fifth layer), Dao Nine Destruction (fourth layer), Dao Divine Thunder (fourth layer), Dao Chaos Arrow (fourth layer)

Skills: Dao Qi Dao (fourth layer), Dao Dan Dao (fourth layer), Dao Talisman Dao (fourth layer)

Treasures: Chaos Spear, Dao Tiangong, Dao Long Divine Spear, Dao Dragon God Armor, Two Realms Yin-Yang Sword, Destruction Gourd...

"230,000 avenue points? You can improve your cultivation!"

When Ye Feng saw his skyrocketing avenue point, he moved in his heart, let go of Nangong Nangong Qinglian, pulled out, and then entered the avenue temple.

Nangong Qinglian, who had already fallen asleep, was still asleep and didn't notice it.

"System, improve your cultivation!"

Ye Feng ordered.

"Yes, host."

The system responds.

The consumption of 100,000 Dao points, endless insights flooded into my heart, and every cell in Ye Feng's body was glowing.

The tyrannical way of chaos circulated around the body, constantly tempering Ye Feng's divine body.

After being promoted to the True God of the Dao, Ye Feng's body, soul and even the true spirit have been integrated into one, and they have long been indistinguishable from each other.

Any of his cells can easily be transformed into Ye Feng's complete appearance.

A terrifying aura filled the air, Ye Feng broke the barrier and was promoted to Dao Tianjun, and the way of chaos was also a matter of course.

"Dao Tianjun!"

Ye Feng clenched his fist, at this moment he was more than a hundred times stronger than before.

"There are still hundreds of thousands of Dao points, and it takes 500,000 to improve the cultivation base, then improve Dao's supernatural powers!"

Ye Feng thought for a while, and then ordered: "System, improve Dao's eyes."

"Yes, host!"

As the sound of the system sounded, 100,000 Dao points were consumed, endless insights flooded into my heart, and Dao Shenmu was promoted from the sixth to the seventh.

Ye Feng's eyes are bright, and there is a feeling that a single look can kill a true god of the Dao.

"The seventh-level Dao supernatural power, plus my practice of the Chaos Dao, I wonder if I can kill the general Dao true god in seconds?"

Ye Feng has some expectations in his heart. It is necessary to know that only the powerhouses of the late Tianjun can master the supernatural powers of the Seventh Realm, and its power can be imagined.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Ye Feng's brows moved, and the figure disappeared in the Daotian Temple, and when he reappeared, he had returned to the bedroom where Nangong Qinglian was.

now.

Nangong Qinglian was still asleep, with a graceful figure, snow-white skin, amazing curves, and a plump figure.

Two straight and round long legs were placed on the couch without any image, which was particularly eye-catching.

Especially in the middle of her snow-white thighs, the essence of power left by Ye Feng overflowed.

And in front of her bed, there is a perfect figure standing indifferently, like a peerless green lotus, independent and extraordinary.

"What a nice view!"

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