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The huge palm above his head pressed down, and the breath of destruction rushed towards him. Moduo sighed, closed his eyes, and poked his neck.

At this moment, Yang Kai's roar suddenly exploded in his ears: "If you don't take action, can you die?"

This roar was like a magical sacrificial order. Modu suddenly opened his eyes, and under the instinct of survival, he activated his power of the demon saint and raised his fists to greet him.

He suddenly realized that the power that had been bound by him had disappeared, and the void turbulence bound by him had also disappeared, allowing him to exert all his strength.

But Moduo regretted the moment he took action.

He asked himself, what exactly he was doing? As a demon saint, he was actually resisting the great demon god?

All his actions were subconscious and had no brain thinking at all. They were driven by the desire to survive. On the verge of life and death, no one could think too much.

In any case, this is a full explosion of his Demon Saint's strength.

At the same time, Yang Kai, who was not far away from him, also looked solemn, raised the magic weapon hammer in his hand, infused his demonic energy, and smashed it hard at the giant palm.

The laws of space above the demon war hammer were lingering. Wherever the war hammer passed, the void was chaotic and broken. Not only that, Yang Kai also mixed some laws of time in it. At this critical moment of life and death, Yang Kai swung a fierce attack that exceeded his own limits.

This attack was stronger than the power he had shown before, and it was a blow he had never thought of before.

Among the two realms, one is intentional and the other is unintentional. Yang Kai and Moduo joined forces perfectly to launch a stunning counterattack.

The giant palm stumbled slightly, and a huge hole appeared in the palm of the palm, and endless magic power vented out of the hole and flowed around.

But the next moment, the giant palm pressed over the location where Yang Kai and Modu were, as if they had destroyed two insignificant ants and continued to cover them down.

Moduo's muffled groan suddenly broke out, and his thirty-foot-high body suddenly collapsed and turned into pieces of flesh and floated in the endless void. Yang Kai also felt that he seemed to be shattering, his body completely disappeared, only his soul was constantly falling, falling... as if he was about to fall into the endless abyss.

Is this dead? Yang Kai didn't know what death looked like, but even the Demon Saint Modo could not resist it, he would never survive.

I'm afraid I'm really dead.

In a trance, he suddenly felt that he had forgotten many things and remembered something.

In my own sense, I am still falling constantly. This kind of fall seems to have no end. I have to continue forever. I feel relaxed for no reason, as if I no longer need to think about things that make me irritated. It is good to just keep falling like this.

The mutated suddenly appeared, and the feeling of falling suddenly disappeared, and then the vision changed. When Yang Kai came to his senses, he was already in a void with stars flashing. He turned his head and looked around. There was nothing quietly, and even himself was nothing, without entity.

The sound of battle came from below, and energy fluctuations of uncertainty in strength and weakness.

He looked down and then widened his eyes.

He saw an immense tree, standing across the sky and the earth, standing on a battlefield full of blood and corpses. The magnificent canopy penetrated into a crack in the sky and was growing continuously.

He saw some strong humans avoiding the killing of the demons under the big tree.

He also saw millions of human and demons fighting to the death on the vast wilderness.

In the sky on the other side, eight powerful men with great hands and eyes were fighting. They were the saints of the two tribes, and they looked comparable.

He was shocked and suddenly remembered what he had just forgotten and what had happened a little longer.

He is a Wu Niu, the Witch King of the Southern Barbarians tribe, and he commands an elite soldier named Wu Niu Tribe.

I am also Yang Kai, and the lord of Lingxiao Palace in the North Region of the Star Realm.

Especially for the latter identity, he didn't know when he had forgotten it all. When he first came to this world, he would remember from time to time that he was just a passerby to this world, and coming to this secret realm was just a training. But with the outbreak of the war between the two tribes, he became more and more vague about this identity, and instead gradually adapted to the identity of Wu Niu, and finally completely forgot Yang Kai's name.

I just dragged a demon saint to launch a suicide attack on the great demon god to imitate the sacrificial life of the Changqing Divine Tree?

If he remembered that he was Yang Kai's identity, he would never be so reckless and impulsive. After all, no matter how he said that, this was just a secret realm, and all of this might be just an illusion.

But it would be normal to look at this matter as a barbarian witch and cow.

The witch cow will definitely make such a choice, and any barbarian will make such a choice without hesitation. Even if he dies, as long as he has a slight chance of success, death is valuable.

The only thing he couldn't understand now was what was going on, was everything here really an illusion, was he really dead?

"Isn't it very magic?" A voice suddenly came from behind.

Yang Kai was shocked and didn't expect that there would be someone else here, but he didn't turn around immediately because he could hear who the owner of the voice was.

He stood in the void, pointed at the bottom and said, "Is all this true or false?"

"It's true, it's also false!" A petite figure slowly walked to him and stood still, staring at the bottom of his beautiful eyes, watching with Yang Kai.

Yang Kai turned his head and looked at her and said curiously: "Please solve it!"

"There are fakes in the truth, and there are reals in the false." The woman blinked at him, looking a little playful. This was an expression she had never shown before, which made Yang Kai stunned.

Yang Kai continued to look at her without saying a word.

The woman said: "This battle is true. There was indeed such a battle between the two tribes in ancient times. It was not much different from what you saw in front of you, but it was a bit larger."

Yang Kai frowned and said, "Where is the witch cow?"

"It is precisely because of the countless witch cows in that battle. This land was preserved and the demons were forced to retreat!"

Yang Kai suddenly said, "What I saw and experienced is just a microcosm?"

“That’s right!”

Yang Kai said: "I understand. Everything I experienced is just an illusion, but this illusion is not an empty fantasy thing, but something that happened in ancient times."

Moreover, this illusion lasted a little longer, a full two years.

However, Yang Kai believed that the war in ancient times could never end in just two years, maybe twenty years, or two hundred years, but the microcosm he saw shortened the time.

"Not bad, so I want to congratulate you on making contributions in this battle." The woman smiled pursed.

Yang Kai sneered: "I'm dead, but there's nothing to congratulate."

"It's just in this world, you're still alive." The woman chuckled slightly.

Yang Kai shook his head and said, "I want to see the final result of this battle."

The woman nodded gently, stretched out her hand to caress the void, and the next moment, Yang Kai seemed to have transformed into a god. Whenever he thought, everything below could be seen clearly and clearly.

First, there was the two realms channel. The attack from the great demon god across the air destroyed the demon saint Modo and the witch bull to resist, and continued to press down.

However, Modu and Wu Niu's sacrifice were not useless. The huge palm broke a hole, and a large amount of demonic energy was released, absorbed by the surrounding void, causing the power of the giant palm to drop significantly. Moreover, as the giant palm was pressed down, the power became smaller and smaller.

Finally, when the giant palm hit the canopy, the sky and the earth began to shake.

The huge tree crown suddenly faded. Countless broken branches and leaves flew, and countless cracks appeared in the trunks that were towering into the clouds, as if they could fall down at any time.

But the Eternal Divine Tree just shook for a while and then stabilized again. The green light burst out from every leaf and branch of the Eternal Divine Tree. The amazing breath of life burst out.

The canopy of the tree that had already explored the gods and entered the two realms soared, and it seemed that the new year suddenly shone, blocking the cracks in the sky tightly.

Immediately afterwards, countless green lights flew towards the sky like fireflies, rushed into the blocked realm and disappeared.

The realm path was soon filled with a green light.

The essence of life condensed by the Eternal Green Divine Tree for tens of thousands of years has rapidly shrunk, and all the power of life has turned into green light to block the realm.

When the realm was completely filled with countless green lights, the long-body sacred tree suddenly shaking, and the branches fell one after another, leaving only a bare trunk.

The realm gradually contracted under inexplicable power, and finally closed and disappeared.

The whole process lasted for a long time, and after the realm disappeared, the eternal sacred tree seemed to have lost its vitality, and the trunks connected to the sky and the earth turned into powder and fluttered in the wind.

The eternal sacred tree sacrificed itself to achieve success, and the realm was finally sealed.

When they saw this scene, all the barbarians cheered in surprise, but the demons who were fighting with the barbarians were as if they were lost.

The connection with the Demon Realm was lost, from the miscellaneous soldiers to the Demon King, and seemed to have been greatly affected. His strength was greatly reduced and he could no longer fully utilize it.

The barbarians fought back and killed countless enemies.

And the battle of the Saints that had been stalemate finally changed.

The four demon saints gradually became no match for them. They fled in a panic under the pursuit of the witch saints. In just half a day, two demon saints were killed on the spot. The other two demon saints knew that the situation was hopeless, and they began to escape from the left and right.

The witch saints chased each other.

The demon saints all ran away and fled to death. The demons below were even more unable to accomplish anything. The war was over, and the rest was just to clean the battlefield.
Chapter completed!