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1615  Supreme Will Realm—Meng Tuo! Eternal Immortal Realm! (1)

Zhou Fight looked at the confused expression on Lord Of Ten Thousand Evils' face and smiled.

"What are you looking at, Brother Demon Lord?"

"Nothing." Lord Of Ten Thousand Evils smiled bitterly. "I just feel that you're growing too quickly. I feel that in the blink of an eye, I… I won't be able to catch up to you."

"He's far behind you in terms of strength and strength."

"Isn't that a good thing?"

Zhou Fight smiled.

The Lord Of Ten Thousand Evils was stunned. "He" heard Zhou Fight say, "You and I are brothers. If my strength and faction become stronger, it will naturally be beneficial to Brother Demon Lord. Is there a downside?"

The Lord Of Ten Thousand Evils immediately laughed.

"That's true."

The higher the strength of the Common People's Regal, the only disadvantage for "Him" was that the chances of "Him" obtaining the Supreme Lord from the other party were lower.

But the Lord Of Ten Thousand Evils had already recognized reality.

Be it to the Common People's Regal, God King Heaven Punishment, or the Spring Autumn Dharma Lord, there was already an extremely obvious difference in strength between "Him" and "Them", especially compared to the latter two. The difference was like the difference between heaven and earth.

In fact, the probability of "Him" obtaining the Supreme Lord's inheritance was very small.

Now, there was another Common People's Regal who was close to those two fellows but it didn't seem to matter to "Him".

At the thought of this, the Lord Of Ten Thousand Evils felt enlightened.

Zhou Fight smiled when "He" saw this and did not say anything else. "He" turned around and ordered the battlefield to be cleaned up. Then, "He" led the army and flew straight to the other Void Mystic Realms.

"Their" goal today was a total of eight Void Mystic Realms!

Now, just the White Dawn Void Mystic Realm alone had delayed "Them" for so long. "They" had to hurry up and conquer the remaining Void Mystic Realms.

Fortunately, after the Land of Earth, A Minister Of The King, the strength of "His" forces increased again.

In the following period of time, conquering the remaining seven Void Mystic Realms should not be a problem.

At the same time, just as the ultimate void God Spirit army led by Monan and Sheila was completely destroyed…

The Holy Domain of the Ultimate Void Race.

In the Holy Temple, the Void Emperor was still resting on "His" holy throne with "His" eyes closed.

The more than 2,000 Ultimate Void Supreme Gods below were all looking at the dark silver ceiling above their heads.

On the ceiling that originally had more than 2,000 dark silver tiles, more than 100 tiles were completely shattered, causing a large portion of the dark silver ceiling to be damaged, making the Holy Temple seem like a tattered Holy Temple.

These 2,000 Supreme Gods understood the meaning of this scene very well.

This meant that more than 100 Ultimate Void Supreme Gods had died!

Moreover, among the more than 100 damaged dark silver tiles, there was a huge tile that was four to five times larger than the other ordinary tiles.

It represented the position of the quasi supreme willpower realm expert of the Ultimate Void Race.

And at this moment, its damage also meant that one of the quasi supreme will realm experts of the Ultimate Void Race had died!

That was an ultimate member of the Void Race who had the chance to advance to the Supreme Will Realm in the future!

Such an existence that concerned the rise and fall of their race actually died. How could "They" not be furious!?

The remaining 1,900 Ultimate Void Supreme Gods discussed among themselves.

As time passed, the discussion of "Them" became louder and louder. In the end, the entire Void Holy Temple was very noisy because of "Their" discussion, like a market.

A small number of Ultimate Void Supreme Gods who remained silent were used to this.

When the Ultimate Void Race, "They", invaded the Great Cosmos, "They" would have such internal discussions once "They" encountered a difficult enemy.

To put it nicely, this was freedom of speech.

To put it bluntly, it was poor organization and discipline.

The key was that the Void Emperor rarely cared about "Their" matters. As a result, it was a custom that "They" had preserved until now.

Just as the discussion of these Ultimate Void Supreme Gods became more and more intense…

"Quiet!"

"His" voice resounded throughout the entire Sanctuary, and the Ultimate Void Supreme Gods instantly fell silent.

Even though "They" had extremely free speech, when the Void Emperor spoke, "They" would also be very obedient.

Right at that moment…

The figure of a supreme willpower expert of the Ultimate Void Race slowly appeared within the Sacred Hall.

"He" appeared in the form of a projection. "His" main body was clearly not in the Holy Hall or even in the Ultimate Void Battlefield.

"Greetings, Your Majesty, Meng Tuo."

A supreme willpower practitioner—Meng Tuo—said respectfully.

"Meng Tuo."

"You're here about your junior, aren't you?"

The Void Emperor said.

"Yes, Your Majesty. I'm here for my descendant, Monan."

Meng Tuo's tone was a little agitated. "Monan is the junior who is most likely to advance to the supreme will realm among my descendants. In order to accumulate experience and credit for Monan, I specially lent my treasure, the Formless Book, to 'Him'."

"I didn't expect that not only did 'He' fail to return from crusading against that Common People's Regal, 'He' even died there. The Formless Book also fell into the hands of the enemy."

"Your Majesty!"

"I can't accept this!!!"

"I will avenge my child!"

"I want my treasure back!"

Meng Tuo roared.

Be it Monan or the Formless Book, "They" were both things that Meng Tuo valued the most. How could "He" not be angry now that both of them had left "His" side?

The surrounding Ultimate Void Supreme Gods were also in an uproar.

It was fine if Monan's grandson died but the Formless Book was a Will Holy Artifact! It must not fall into another's hands!

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