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The war between the Protoss and the Ten Thousand Races is not too long.

It has only been five years since the Protoss officially declared war on the Ten Thousand Clan.

Compared with the battle of thousands of years in ancient times,

These five years seem to be just a bunch of the sea.

However, in ancient times, the ten thousand races started from scratch.

But now after tens of thousands of years of development, the strength of the ten thousand races is no longer comparable to that of the ancient times.

Similarly, in comparison.

In the ancient times, the strength of the gods all reached their peaks.

Now that the gods have been sealed for tens of thousands of years, the strength of the gods is no longer as strong as it was in the ancient times.

However, in terms of top combat power, it is still the same as in the ancient times.

Jiang Lin and God King, everyone knows that the last battle between them is what really determines the destiny of hundreds of millions of people.

When the original gods on the protoss side were all beheaded by Jiang Lin, the protoss had already retreated and retreated into the realm of the gods.

Ten thousand races did not chase after it, because it didn't make sense.

And the ten thousand races also know it.

As far as the Protoss retreats back to God's Domain, this war is not over yet.

Everyone knows that soon there will be a final battle between the ten thousand races and the gods.

After the gods retreated, everything in the world seemed to be quiet.

Jiang Lin ordered a one-month holiday for the entire army.

Many monks left the barracks temporarily and returned to their hometowns.

For many monks, they may not have returned to their hometown or sect for hundreds or even thousands of years.

But now it's only a few years, and their feelings of returning home are extremely eager.

Although many sects have been destroyed in this war between Ten Thousand Races and Protoss.

Many sects have been razed to the ground and turned into ruins, and there is no longer the normal scenery and misty mists like before.

But for them, this is still their most intimate place.

After returning to their own sect, these monks lived on the ruins, chatting together and talking about what happened over the years.

Talking about the direction of the ten thousand races after the war of God and how the whole world will be peaceful.

Many people think that this will be the biggest prosperous age since ancient times.

None of them mentioned the battle of gods a month later. Even if they mentioned it accidentally, they were full of smiles and hopes. They all felt that the Ten Thousand Clan would defeat the gods like the ancient times.

But in the middle of the night, after the meeting, they would pick up the pen and write down their last words.

They knew that in the last battle of a month, they might not survive.

There are also many monks who have returned to the place where they were born.

In the place where I was born, even though it has gone through the vicissitudes of life, it has long been a matter of nonsense, but this piece of land has brought them the same closeness.

They sat for a long time.

It wasn't until nearly a month before they returned to the barracks that they would put some of their treasures and lifelong learning in their homes.

At least one destined person will come and inherit everything he has in the future.

This also proves that he has left traces in this world, and that he has not lived in vain.

People with a family will go to accompany their wives and children.

Although I told my wife that I would come back after next month.

But in fact, they don't even know if they will come back.

Similarly, in Wutongzhou, when the army was approaching, Jiang Lin would accompany Yumu and them every night.

Jiang Lin didn't know whether he could truly defeat the gods.

Perhaps every time I accompany them, it may be the last time.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Finally, when the day of the decisive battle came, the drums of the ten thousand races rang, and above the sky, a heavenly gate slowly opened.

Following Jiang Lin's direct intrusion.

The monks of the ten thousand races are all flocking to keep up.

In the realm of the gods, the gods and beasts of the monks of the ten thousand races have long been waiting for them to rush towards the monks of the ten thousand races.

Everyone knows that this is the last war between the two sides.

Standing right above the battlefield, Jiang Lin raised his head and looked at a place higher than this God's Domain.

That is the palace where the **** king lives.

"If you want to come up, come up by yourself."

From the highest point, the voice of the **** king came.

Jiang Lin just retracted his gaze and stepped forward, as if stepping up a ladder step by step.

When Jiang Ning walked to a sacred gate, the sacred gate opened with a "click".

Jiang Lin didn't worry about any ambush, and went straight into the divine gate.

Behind the Shenmen is a huge palace. This is the place where Jiang Lin, Rong Lao and Li Ye had visited at that time.

It's just that compared to before, the palace at this time has been completely repaired.

For the **** king, this is not difficult.

After all, God King is the law of this heaven and earth, and everything in God's Domain is the creation of the law.

At this time, the **** king no longer faced Jiang Lin like a small loli.

Just like in the ancient times, the **** king is holding a spear, and he has restored the appearance of his elder sister, with long golden hair fluttering in the wind.

The white skin and the jewel-like golden double-mou, as if they were carved out of a mold with the molten fish mud.

The rhyme of the avenue around her is even more surrounded, as if every gesture can create or destroy a world.

"Sure enough, there is one thing you say right across all races, and history will always repeat itself."

The **** king looked at Jiang Lin, tilted his head, and said lightly.

"Jiang Lin, this time, one of us must be in harmony with the world after this battle."

Jiang Lin smiled and shook his head: "Is the Protoss also pursuing the highest realm?"

"Of course, because it's boring..."

Listening to Jiang Lin's words, the **** king tilted his head and twitched the corner of his mouth.

This was the first time Jiang Lin saw the smile of the **** king.

To be honest, the **** king is really beautiful, and the beauty of the **** king is that kind of unique beauty.

The **** king is truly beautiful to a kind of unreality.

You will think she is extremely beautiful ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But it is difficult to have a passion for her, and it is even difficult to approach her.

"Draw the sword." The **** king looked at Jiang Lin coldly, his tone still showing the kind of contempt for the lower.

"What's your name?"

Chuxue flew out of Jiang Lin's hole and flew into Jiang Lin's hands.

In an instant, there were tens of thousands of long swords hanging high in the entire God Realm.

"Name?" The King of God tilted his head, "I took the names of Can Zhi and the others. As far as they are called my sister, I don't have a name."

"Is that so?"

Jiang Lin stepped forward step by step.

"If this is the case, then I will give you a name."

"Yes, if you can kill me, then it will be carved on my tombstone."

After the words fell, the **** king raised the spear in his hand and threw a shot.