These death palaces are pieced together to form a super war platform outside the moon.

This is still a palace of death that no one controls. All the death cannons above have turned their muzzles and pointed them at the Guanghan Palace on the moon. It seems that they will all fire in the next moment. ..

A depressing feeling spread around.

"Sister Qingwei, is this the backup plan you left behind?"

"No."

"Really or not? Then this is the back-up that Brother Jiang left for us? There are so many death palaces, so cool!" Tang Ya raised the corner of her mouth slightly, a death palace can put them in the worst position on earth. In the invincible state, and now that so many death palaces have gathered, how strong will their dawn become?

"Look, the death cannon above seems to have been upgraded."

Xiaowan observed the changes in the Death Palace very well, and quickly discovered something wrong with the Death Palace. After putting these palaces together, the Death Cannon on it changed its appearance.

If we say that the previous Death Cannon was just a basic class, compared to the previous ones, not only the appearance of the current Death Cannon has changed dramatically, but also the momentum has also changed.

The appearance of the Death Cannon became extremely ferocious and terrifying, like some kind of wild beast.

A maid in white jade clothes exuded god-level fluctuations. She looked at Ye Qingwei with a pair of beautiful eyes, "What are you doing?"

"Why is this weapon of war in your hands?"

"Where did you get these things?"

Beside the white jade maid, there were many maids wearing the same clothes. In addition, there were many people wearing gorgeous clothes. These people looked at the Palace of Death with unprecedented solemnity in their eyes.

"In three years, don't you have any sense of belonging here?"

"Qingwei, what's wrong with staying here? I can help you survive the catastrophe of Nirvana."

"Your Jiang Yang is probably dead when he enters the zombie plane. That plane is as powerful as the earth at its peak and cannot be shaken by him at all."

A woman wearing light blue Hanfu came over, her beautiful eyes seemed to contain the sun, moon and stars, and her gestures carried an aura of supreme nobility, just like the queen of the world.

Ye Qingwei was originally joking with Tang Ya and others, but now she put away the playful look on her face and looked at the visitor seriously.

"Mother Chang'e, I think it's time for us to leave!"

"Jiang Yang is not dead. If he were, these things would not gather."

Ye Qingwei looked at the beautiful woman in front of her. She was two heads taller than her. She looked very tall, but there was no sense of violation.

Fairy Chang'e!

"So what if he doesn't die? He can't survive the catastrophe."

"Stay and be my maid. Millions of years from now, you will forget that you still have this person."

Chang'e's eyelashes flicked, and there was a look of sullenness on her handsome face, as if she was angry at the thoughts of Ye Qingwei and others, "It's been three years. You've been here for three years, don't you have any nostalgia at all?"

"As far as I know, it has only been a few years since the end of the earth began. Why do you have such a strong obsession with that Jiang Yang?"

Chang'e was very puzzled, and a terrifying wave emitted from her body. The moment this wave was released, Ye Qingwei and others felt breathless, as if they were suppressed by something.

It's like a big mountain appears above your head.

It was a kind of suffocation and despair that fell into the deep sea, which made Ye Qingwei and others feel that there was no light in front of them.

"The pressure of the main god level!"

Ye Qingwei and others were sweating profusely. Since they entered Guanghan Palace three years ago, they have been defeated and become maids inside. As for those from Shuguang, they have also been assigned to work in every place in Guanghan Palace.

There are people in Guanghan Palace, and they are living people. To be precise, they are ancient people.

"Isn't it a bit too much? As the main god, can't you even control your own aura?"

Ruobing's voice suddenly came out. Next to Qiu Chan, stood a woman as beautiful as a flower. Some maids heard the words and looked over, feeling that the person in front of them was extremely elegant.

Ruobing already had his own body at this moment and walked out of the Jingjue Sword.

Her body was exuding terrifying god-level fluctuations. At this moment, she stretched out her hand, and the exquisite sword flew out from Qiu Chan's arms and appeared directly in Ruo Bing's hand. As a sword flower was drawn out, the restrictions around Guanghan Palace suddenly When it broke, even the pressure felt by Ye Qingwei and others disappeared.

"Ruobing? Are you awake?"

"Have you forgotten the lessons learned thousands of years ago?"

Chang'e turned her head, her eyes full of coldness, looking at Ruobing, as if she would take action at the next moment.

Ye Qingwei and others moved closer to Ruobing, who stood with a sword and protected Ye Qingwei and others under him.

"Master, you are still a god, can you withstand it?"

Qiu Chan was a little worried, but Ruobing raised the corners of her mouth slightly and stood with her sword in hand, "In the seventh era, throughout the ages, has your master ever been the No. 1 swordsman!"

"It's just a main god who hasn't taken action for thousands of years. No matter how high the realm is, if it is not killed for a long time, it will be like a long sword. If it is left alone, it will become a pile of scrap metal!"

"Chang'e, I wanted to fight you 5000 years ago, but unfortunately I lost my opponent. Let me see today what abilities you, the moon god, have!"

With a sharp shout, Ruobing held his sword and was about to strike. The cold sword energy immediately covered the entire moon. Ye Qingwei and others suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if the surrounding space was filled with dense sword energy.

"Sister Ruobing, are you sure?" Ye Qingwei whispered. She is now at level nine and has mastered the law of life. She is leaning behind Ruobing and giving the other party as much blessing as possible.

"Of course not!" Ruobing remained calm on the surface, but secretly he had already used his mental power to communicate with Ye Qingwei and others, "This Chang'e still has some abilities. I fought her once 5000 years ago and was hammered."

"I can't even beat her now, but what I just said is right. She hasn't done anything for too long."

"You all hide behind me. Later I will break through all the restrictions on the moon and enter the Palace of Death!"

Ruobing's voice was a little anxious, and the sword energy condensed on Jing Jue Sword, as if he was about to make a killing move at the next moment.

But Ye Qingwei and others knew that Ruo Bing was bluffing and looking for the best way to leave.

As for Chang'e, she stood there without saying a word, with only a pair of cold eyes containing murderous intent.

Ye Qingwei lowered his head, feeling a little anxious. Too many things had happened in the past three years. If Chang'e said it, staying in Guanghan Palace was indeed the best choice for them.

But Jiang Yang still has a chance. Ye Qingwei cannot stay in Guanghan Palace, and he will definitely not stay in Guanghan Palace.

Three years ago, they entered Guanghan Palace and were taken as maids, and the rest were also assigned to different places.

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