Chapter 632 You've Fallen Into the Trap

Outside the Pantheon, the fierce battle was still going on.

The Great Southern God was almost going to become a god!

The feeling of being the king of the world and looking down on all living beings was really wonderful.

Looking at the three strongest opponents of the same level in the past - Dongfang, Xifang and the Palace Master.

The Great Southern God laughed sharply.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"How is it? Three of you? How does it feel?"

"Are you very surprised?"

"Do you feel very angry?"

"Obviously, when refining this Pantheon, you also contributed a lot... Oh, it's a bit humiliating to say this. I should say that you also contributed a lot of effort!"

"But now it has become my thing!"

"Do you feel like your child has been robbed?"

"Dongfang, you have always been a man of few words, but I want to hear your voice the most now. I really want to know, how do you feel now?"

In fact, there are several other great gods here, but at this moment, they are all seriously injured by the Great Southern God driving the Pantheon, and their combat power is greatly reduced.

It can be ignored now.

Originally, these great gods were nothing in the eyes of the Southern Great God.

Deep in his heart, he had never looked at Tianyue and other great gods.

Just like Wenjun, who was called a great god, was actually ridiculous!

If he was asked to kill Wenjun, he would even think it was a humiliation to him!

He would not kill Wenjun.

He could not afford to lose that bird!

The Eastern Great God was covered in blood, his hair was disheveled, and his top-level battle suit had been torn, but he still exuded a strong fighting spirit.

He glanced at the Southern Great God coldly and said, "It's not the end yet, and you can't wait to say your victory speech?"

"Oh, you mean this?" The Southern Great God laughed sharply, "You are late. In fact, I have already said my victory speech before, but it's a pity that you didn't hear it! Is it a pity? Do you feel a little unwilling to die?"

At this moment, a large number of gods suddenly jumped out of the space and killed the Southern Great God together.

At the same time, there were also a group of gods from the southern system.

The sound of fighting shook the earth and was extremely tragic.

It was obvious that the two sides had been fighting each other all the way.

The Great God of the South couldn't help laughing: "These idiots are really loyal to you! How could these fools not see your obvious consumption tactics? It's so funny! But it's not bad. Since we are all here, let's fight here and decide the outcome!"

The Great God of the South said, and sacrificed the Pantheon again.

The East, the West and the Lord of the Pantheon rushed forward in anger and worked together to block the attack of the Pantheon.

But the three vomited blood again.

The blood spurted out by the three dyed the Pantheon red.

The Great God of the South laughed wildly at the sky.

This battle made him excited and full of vigor.

I have forgotten how many years it has been since I felt so happy.

This feeling of fighting to decide the outcome is really great!

The gods of the Pantheon watched the three great gods being seriously injured in order to save themselves, and their eyes were all red.

At this time, how could they listen to the instigation of the Southern Great God?

Even if it was true, what could they do?

Join the Southern faction?

The two sides have fought so hard that the original conspiracy has become an open conspiracy.

They are all red-eyed, and neither side has any way out.

The group of gods of the Southern faction also burst out with peerless fighting power.

Almost all gods are determined to die, and they rush forward without caring about their lives.

Because they know in their hearts that as long as the Southern Great God wins this battle, they will rise again and grow again.

If they lose, there will be no chance.

Sooner or later, every clone will be found and killed.

So this battle can only be won, not lost!

Both sides are fighting for their lives!

This piece of void was quickly broken into pieces.

It's like a meat grinder here.

No matter what level of gods, lower gods or upper gods, ancient gods can't escape this terrifying field.

Crazy fighting!

The battlefield that was in the ancestral domain before was moved here all of a sudden.

The battle between the Great Southern God and the Lords of the East, West and Pantheon is still going on.

Still maintaining a relative balance.

Three to one, although still at a disadvantage, although still injured, but temporarily no danger of life.

But the battle between the troops under the command of both sides, casualties too fast!

The Great Southern God laughed with a shrill voice: "Look, your dream has finally come true, hahahaha, in fact, in this regard, our views are surprisingly consistent. The Pantheon should not have kept so many trash! What is the Ten Thousand Gods? What do you want so much useless garbage for?"

It said this openly without even avoiding its own troops.

Because it doesn't care at all!

Now it can sweep the world!

As long as the gods and Buddhas don't return, no one can defeat it.

In fact, after eternity, the gods and Buddhas still haven't made any sound.

It's not like it doesn't know anything about the outer world.

It's a dead place, a hopeless place!

Once you enter, you can't get out.

No matter what realm you are in, no matter what gods and Buddhas you are, they can't come back again.

So now it is full of confidence.

The Great God of the West roared loudly: "Brothers and sisters of the Southern faction, did you hear me? This is the master you follow. This is a ruthless beast! We are not like that. We have never thought of consuming our own subordinates. You all have eyes, you can see what level of injuries we have! You all have ears, you can hear what your master says; you all have hearts, you can think about what to do?"

"Stop talking nonsense there. After my master kills you bunch of trash, he will restart the heaven and rebuild the six paths! It is a hundred times better than you bunch of trash who only know how to harm the lives of the world! If you have the time to sow discord, you might as well think about how to get out."

A Great God-level follower under the command of the Great God of the South sneered and taunted.

"Escape? None of them can get away!" The Great God of the South sneered: "They will all die here today!"

The surging energy fluctuations became more and more violent. In such a short while, the number of people who fell on both sides has reached an astonishing number.

On the Pantheon side, almost all the people in the ancestral domain have fought back.

Except for the one hundred or so northern gods who claimed to protect their masters - maybe they wanted to kill those who plotted to usurp the throne?

Almost all the gods thought so.

The remaining Pantheon gods who remained in the ancestral domain were no more than three hundred!

Thousands of Pantheon gods fought with the southern gods all the way, and now there are less than a thousand left.

Because both sides were fighting desperately, the powerful southern gods also suffered heavy losses in this battle.

They only have less than three hundred gods left!

Although the remaining ones are the strongest, the degree of cruelty of this battle has been completely beyond imagination.

Even the Great Southern God was actually a little anxious deep in his heart.

The three old immortals, Dongfang, Xifang and the Palace Master, were too resistant to fighting.

Although they could not defeat the Pantheon that it had sacrificed, it was really not that easy to kill them.

But these were actually expected by the Great Southern God.

It is normal that it cannot be killed in a short time. If it dies as soon as it is hit, it will be a little worried.

The last 300 gods left on the southern side once again launched an attack on the remaining 900 gods on the opposite Pantheon.

The magic weapons of both sides were almost shattered in the bombardment.

Even the Bagua plate of the God of Deduction had countless cracks.

However, this old turtle is very resistant to attack and has too strong defense.

It is also very cunning and has been hiding in the crowd. No matter when, it can always find a scapegoat.

It is not possible to deduce the son of luck, but it is not so difficult to deduce the group of gods in the same temple around him.

Another wave of crazy killing, there are still more than 150 gods left on the side of the Southern Great God.

All of them are upper gods!

Not even a middle god can be seen.

And each of them is covered in blood, but that invincible momentum, it goes straight to the sky!

There are less than 500 gods left on the Pantheon side.

In this wave, more than 400 gods exchanged for more than 150 on the other side.

This is a battle in which both sides suffer losses.

Neither side can be considered a winner.

The Great Southern God had deduced several times before, but no matter what the result was, there should not be only so many of his subordinates left.

In his calculation, at the end of the battle, there should be 500 of his subordinates left, and the other side was completely wiped out.

And the East, the West, the Palace Master and several other great gods must have left a few lives, and the remaining few fled in panic.

For the rest of their lives, they will live under its shadow.

It can chase and kill whenever it wants.

Therefore, it is somewhat distressed that this battle has been fought until now.

Seeing that Tianyue and other great gods were actually healing and recovering in the distance, the Great Southern God let out a piercing scream, seemingly rushing towards the three great gods of the East, the West and the Palace Master again, but in fact it turned a corner and went directly to Tianyue and the others.

Rumble!

The Pantheon was sacrificed again.

Tianyue hurriedly sent out a divine thought: "Save me!"

But it was too late.

Tianyue was smashed into pieces by the Pantheon, and before he could reassemble himself, he was burned clean by the Dao fire of the Southern Great God.

The sneak attack was successful!

The Southern Great God struck while the iron was hot and rushed towards another Dog Great God.

But halfway through the flight, the Pantheon actually hit an Old Turtle Great God!

Boom!

The shell on the old turtle's back can almost be called the top defense in the world, but in front of the Pantheon, it is still too fragile to withstand a single blow.

Finally it was smashed to pieces.

The old turtle spit out a mouthful of blood, and was directly scratched by a wing of the Great Southern God across the neck.

The head fell off with a sound.

Another successful sneak attack!

Originally, the Great Southern God did not expect it to be so smooth.

Even if the old immortals of Dongfang, Xifang and the Palace Master wanted to consume the gods in their hearts, the battle had reached this point, and both sides could not afford to consume it.

If it continued to consume like this, no matter who won, it would be a miserable victory.

If you want to recover your vitality again, it is estimated that it will take tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years, don't even think about it.

In fact, they have not forgotten that there is still a son of destiny who has merged with the liquid of creation.

Never give that person a chance to grow up.

They also did not forget that there were more than a hundred northern gods in the ancestral domain, and Wenjun, the elf who was currently extremely weak, but would soon rise up under the blessing of the original northern great god's inheritance.

It was necessary to retain strength to deal with all possible crises.

These must be calculated.

So... why was it so smooth?

The southern great god suddenly felt a kind of hair stand on end.

It almost instantly felt that there was a fraud, as if everything was going wrong.

Its calculation ability was so powerful?

In a single thought in the mind, the whole process could be reviewed.

It suddenly discovered that things... had begun to become abnormal since it quietly left the ancestral domain and came to refine the Pantheon!

For this day, it has indeed been planning for countless years.

In its eyes, all living beings are chess pieces.

Even itself is one of them!

Of course, it must be the biggest chess piece.

So when it successfully restrained the three great gods and quietly went to the Pantheon, it felt only the joy of victory.

During the refining process, it found that something went wrong on the human side, and it was a little nervous at the time.

The three great gods did arrive as scheduled according to the time it had calculated before.

It was indeed unable to defeat it.

They were soon severely injured, and each of them looked miserable.

But then... why did something change later?

First of all, the three old immortals, Dongfang, Xifang and the Palace Master, could not be killed.

Of course, this was also within its expectations.

But the gods of the Pantheon, who fought with its subordinates all the way here, appeared here... much earlier than it had calculated before!

In its countless previous calculations, the time when its subordinates and the group of gods of the Pantheon came to kill should be when the battle on its side was nearing the end and the dust had settled!

But it was ahead of schedule!

But at that time, it still couldn't feel anything wrong.

It's better to do it in advance, just throw it all away!

In its eyes, they are all a bunch of garbage, a bunch of useless maggots.

Just like cleaning, it doesn't matter whether there is one piece of paper or two pieces of paper on the ground.

It will be swept away anyway.

Isn't there a saying in human beings, "Catching rabbits by raking grass"?

The battle between the two sides is also within its judgment.

There is no mistake, and there is no problem.

Until it easily killed the Great God Tianyue and the old turtle, and now it is about to kill the Great God of the Dog Clan... Until this moment, it suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Why at this time, the East, the West and the Palace Master... didn't stop it?

The three great gods, divided into three directions of the endless void, were all covered in blood and looked seriously injured, but the aura they burst out was still full!

Boom!

The Great God of the South smashed the Great God of the Dog Clan to death with the Pantheon.

Then, with red eyes, he looked at the three top gods in the depths of the universe and roared, "Why don't you take action?"

"Haha." The Great Eastern God sneered.

"How cunning are beasts?" The Lord of the Pantheon said lightly.

"Nanfang, you've fallen into a trap!" The Great Western God smiled and looked at the Great Southern God: "I'm the only one who treats you best and is willing to explain to you. Do you want to hear it?"

"Get lost!" The Great Southern God was extremely irritable at this moment, showing his true form, which was thousands of miles long and stretched across the void of the universe. The red fire of the avenue burned all over his body, and he roared wildly, wanting to fight to the death with the three great gods.

At this time, the survivors on both sides finally stopped.

There were more than a hundred gods left on the Southern side.

There were more than three hundred left on the Pantheon side.

It wasn't that the two sides couldn't fight, but they didn't dare to fight anymore.

They all saw that the four top gods in the depths of the universe were going to fight to the death.

Energy fluctuations of this level will definitely affect the endless and distant universe.

They either moved the battlefield farther away, or they could only stop fighting temporarily and retreat.

Although both sides hated each other, at this moment, they chose to retreat tacitly.

They all retreated.

They looked at each other coldly, trying to kill a wave of enemies with their eyes.

But in fact, they couldn't do it.

So the distance between the two sides was getting farther and farther.

This void full of terrible murderous intent has completely become a violent killing domain.

Not to mention ordinary creatures, even the upper gods dared not come in.

"If you want to kill someone, make him crazy first." The Eastern Great God looked at the Southern Great God who showed his true body indifferently: "Do you really think that the Pantheon is so easy to refine?"

Hearing this, the Southern Great God showed a look of doubt and uncertainty, staring at the Eastern Great God: "Want to trick me into throwing it away? You're dreaming!"

"You won't be able to hold it soon." The Eastern Great God said indifferently, and suddenly a magical aura emanated from his body.

At the same time, the Western Great God and the Lord of the Pantheon actually exuded this magical Dao essence at the same time!

The three Dao essences quickly merged into one, forming an extremely mysterious field, instantly covering the Pantheon hanging in the void.

The next moment, tens of thousands of shrines flew out of the Pantheon!

Including those shrines that originally belonged to the Southern system, they all turned into an extremely sharp sword.

Ten thousand swords cut the Southern Bird together!

This scene directly shocked both sides.

The Southern Great God let out an extremely angry and sharp roar.

The Dao fire burned to the extreme!

At the same time, he was also frantically fighting with the other three for control of the Pantheon.

Because it was extremely shocked to find that it was actually losing control of the Pantheon!

This is terrible!

How could this be?

But at this time, no kind-hearted person explained it to it.

The Southern Great God, who can become the most powerful god in the Pantheon, is really not a lie.

It is not that other great gods are generous and give this title to it.

It earned its name through hard work!

The top gods of the Pantheon fought countless times in the ancient mythological era when all gods and Buddhas were present!

The Great God of the South also fought his way out in countless battles!

So even if such a terrible problem occurred at this moment, it still did not look like giving up at all.

Killing is over!

What are you afraid of?

I can die in battle, but I will never be scared to death!

Boom!

The swords transformed from tens of thousands of shrines slashed on the huge body of the Great God of the South, and a loud sound of earth-shaking erupted.

The Great God of the South shook violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of its mouth.

This wave of attacks was too fierce, and it was injured after all.

But the more ruthless... is still to come.

The control of the Pantheon changed hands in an instant.

Just now, they beat the East, West and the Lord of the Pantheon very smoothly, but now the situation has turned around!

Bang!

The Pantheon smashed hard on the Great Southern God, and immediately smashed countless feathers on his body to fly everywhere.

If Lao Liu was here, he would definitely find a way to let Xiaobai help him collect some feathers.

How awesome would it be to make a feather fan made of feathers from the Great Southern God?

I'm afraid there is only this one in the world?

The Great Southern God fought back frantically, slapping the swords transformed from the shrines while hitting the Lord of the Pantheon.

At this point, what else does it not understand?

These damn things must have left deep marks on the Pantheon when they refined it!

It had left it there before!

Over the years, it has searched countless times to find the marks left by others on the Pantheon.

But it has never been able to find it.

So it was deceived!

When everyone worked together to build the Pantheon, it was the time when the gods of the Pantheon were most united and trusted each other the most!

In the absence of evidence in the past eternity, it could only think that the group of people did not tamper with the Pantheon.

Facts have proved that it was wrong.

Very wrong!

These three damn things not only tampered with it, but also hid it so deeply!

Who would have thought that the mechanism to activate those marks would be on the shrine where the gods placed the statues?

And the thing that triggered all this was the blood of the three old immortals!

What made it most angry was that even when it was the most rampant and proud, the other party did not play this trump card.

It held on until the end.

When it felt that it had won and everything was settled.

It gave it a head-on blow.

Too insidious!

Too cunning!

Too vicious!