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The moon is in the sky.

The top leaders of Country E held a meeting late at night, and all senior political officials were seated.

The chief glanced at the officials and spoke in a low voice.

"News came from Kukes Island that the Divine Court organization was completely destroyed."

As soon as these words were spoken, the conference room fell silent and everyone was shocked.

The existence of the Divine Court is a secret and has always been the basis for Country E’s external defense.

To deter overseas countries from attacking easily...

The people in the organization are like gods, and they have means beyond imagination.

"What is going on? Who has the ability to fight against the gods?"

"For the past few hundred years, the Divine Court has stood tall in the West, and its status has remained unshakable."

"Even the Mystical Association of China was suppressed by the Divine Court."

"Could it be the Western Illuminati..."

The officials were talking among themselves, with confusion in their eyes.

"Do not."

The leader's eyes darkened slightly: "We have just sent a helicopter to investigate."

"It is said that he is a young man from China."

This statement once again made the officials' eyes widen.

A Chinese? Destroy the Divine Court?

What a joke!

Isn't today April Fool's Day?

The leader let out a long sigh, his eyes looking a little complicated.

"That's the fact. There was a surveillance camera that captured this scene."

"The epic battle during the day nearly sank Cooks Island."

"The gods... were almost all killed or wounded."

The atmosphere in the entire conference room froze, and the officials' faces turned pale under the light.

It almost sank the island. What a horrific method!

"That..."

"Should we continue to erode China?"

In recent years, Country E and China, as neighbors, have never stopped having friction.

Although there are restrictions from the United Nations, they have been making small moves...

The leader glanced out the window and saw a bright moon hanging in the sky, but it looked a little different from before.

He was silent for a moment, frowned, and spoke to the crowd.

"Pass my order to send an ambassador with valuable gifts to China!"

“We will try our best to complete the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two countries.”

"At the same time, stop the fighting on the front lines and release all Chinese prisoners of war."

"Contact the Chinese leader for me and discuss friendly relations between the two countries online."

Everyone's heart trembled. This behavior...isn't it voluntary submission?

Hundreds of years of love and hate are finally coming to an end?

The sun rises in the east.

It was another morning, and the secular world was going on as usual, but a piece of news was spreading wildly in the world of monks.

The evildoer from China destroyed the Divine Court in the West and buried three Yuanyings by himself.

The Yuanying realm is the strongest person in this world.

What's more, all three of them are well-known people.

One is Mu Hualong, the Lord of the Divine Court, and the other is the Emperor of the Holy See.

There was also Chen Yuan, who was known as the God of Death. All three of them died.

The news spread like wildfire, and all the independent cultivators who heard about it were shocked.

Who on earth could kill the three most powerful men in the West with a sword?

Some old monsters who like to recluse themselves from the world have begun to doubt the authenticity of the news.

The Holy See of Light.

The four cardinals knelt on the ground, their faces full of remorse.

There stood a crystal in front of it, golden in color and bathed in holy light.

"The Divine Court is destroyed, and this matter is over."

"As for that person, let's not provoke him for now."

A vague and ethereal female voice slowly came out from the crystal.

The four bishops nodded respectfully and left the majestic temple.

In China's Kunlun Mountains, some people are looking at the peaks, wearing thin clothes to welcome the extreme cold.

He has a youthful face and white hair. He strokes the snow leopard's head, and his eyes seem to be filled with endless vicissitudes of life.

"A demon?"

He smiled faintly: "There are still such capable people in this world."

"Once the ancient world passage is repaired, you can recruit him to join our sect!"

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the snow, and walked into the mountains alone.

"The mountains and rivers remain the same, the world remains the same, I hope he won't make mistakes."

"If it is not used, it can only be strangled!"

On the top of Mount Tai, on a steep peak, an old man overlooks the sea of ​​clouds.

He was wearing a black robe embroidered with dragon patterns, and his demeanor was very transcendent.

"At the age of nineteen, a true dragon was born in this world."

"And... he's the son-in-law of the Mo family, interesting."

The old man let out a sigh, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his calm eyes.

He took a step forward, the mountain peaks shook slightly, the sea of ​​clouds moved away, and when he looked at the edge of the cliff again, the old man had disappeared.

A courtyard in Kyoto.

Bai Ming sat at the desk, pursed his lips and read the content in the group.

"Oh my god!"

"Wang Xiaoke is actually in the Nascent Soul stage, and he even surpassed his level and killed Mu Hualong?"

She couldn't contact Wang Xiaoke yesterday and felt that he was too dangerous.

Unexpectedly, after one night, we heard the news of the destruction of the Divine Court.

Bai Ming felt a little confused, this guy was fighting one against four.

They are all veteran strong men with higher cultivation than him.

Too exaggerated...

Outside the courtyard, two old men sat opposite each other drinking tea.

Han Daoren was holding a whisk, smiling, drinking tea and appreciating peach blossoms with others.

"Master Han, why did you suddenly disturb my peace?

Sitting opposite was a bald old man who looked simple and ordinary.

"The boy you mentioned is indeed a rare talent."

"I have defeated three powerful warriors. Even I cannot claim victory."

"But we are going to die soon, so we should have taken worldly affairs lightly."

Han Daoren shook his head, and with a flick of his whisk, flowers rained down from the sky.

After setting up a soundproof formation, he told the story of the ancient world in detail.

"what!"

Zhao Qiankun frowned, and a powerful aura burst out of his body.

Realizing his loss of composure, he retracted his aura, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Ancient World... Wu Tu, it seems that God will not abandon us."

"Perhaps by entering the ancient world, we can find a glimmer of hope!"

Han Daoren smiled bitterly: "I only know that Wang Xiaoke is related to the ancient world."

"We'll have to wait for Wu Tu to find out the details."

Zhao Qiankun nodded, if he could really enter the ancient world.

Even if it costs him some price, he is willing to do it.

……

Wang family.

Construction is in full swing to rebuild the collapsed buildings.

Wang Xiaoke got into a taxi and got off at the gate of the villa.

He was holding a few storage rings and smiling from ear to ear.

These are not only the entire wealth of the three powerful men, but also the accumulation of hundreds of years of the Divine Court.

There are about 30,000 spirit stones and two piles of gold, silver and jewelry.

There are also some rare treasures, elixirs and magical weapons.

"It's still faster to get resources by robbing... Let's go to the Vatican!"

Wang Xiaoke put away the storage ring and looked towards the gate of Sike Villa.

"Are you sure my sister is home?"

Feng Ling followed behind and nodded, "One day and one night."

"Based on the speed the six young ladies are going, they should have reached home by now."

Wang Xiaoke narrowed his peach blossom eyes and smiled warmly and comfortably.

"Thank you, otherwise it would be really difficult."

"Here, this is for you."

Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, then took the spear that was thrown to him.

"Is this... the Dragon Spear?"

She was slightly stunned, hesitated for a moment and shook her head.

"This thing is too precious, the owner should keep it."

Wang Xiaoke waved his hands, seemingly not caring at all.

"I have no use for it, and I told you that you are more suited to using a gun..."

"Since you follow me, I won't be stingy with you."

"The evil energy on it has been wiped out, so it won't affect your use."

Feng Ling clenched the gun tightly, feeling more and more grateful to Wang Xiaoke.

She was already proud and charming, and the spear in her hand made her look even more arrogant.

Wang Xiaoke nodded with satisfaction and took her into the villa.