Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Lord Biwu looked at Lord Haoyang who was laughing loudly towards the sky with a smug look on his face. He seemed to be unmoved and quite calm, but in fact, half of his scalp was numb at that moment.

He looked at the other people standing beside him, and after a moment of stunned silence, he spoke with a little hesitation.

"How about we run?"

"Are you stupid? If we are all together, we can still fight him for a while. If we are separated, we don't know how we will die."

"Yes, and if we run away, what will happen to these people in the fairy world? We can't just abandon them for our own lives."

Goddess Xuanji and Goddess Qingyin interrupted Lord Biwu's thoughts. Lord Haoyue looked at the three of them, then at the thousands of heavenly soldiers, his eyes darkened.

"Jimo, those demon soldiers have almost been slaughtered by Haoyang Tianzun. It seems that it will be our turn soon. Before you die, do you have anything to say to Hanyan?"

Lord Jimo looked at Lord Haoyue's smiling eyes. The corner of his eyes stayed on Han Yan, and he was reluctant to leave for a moment.

Han Yan listened to their conversation, her fingers curled together unconsciously, with a hint of anticipation rising in her heart.

"No, the past is the past. There is no point in mentioning it now."

Emotions were surging in Jimo God's eyes. His hands, hidden in his sleeves, had already been clenched into fists, as if he was trying his best to endure something, and a bitter smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Lord Haoyue had known him for tens of thousands of years, so how could he not know what kind of person he was? Even though he disguised himself well, Lord Haoyue still noticed the fleeting reluctance and attachment in his eyes.

"Hey... you, after all these years, your stubborn character hasn't changed at all."

Every word of his words reached Han Yan's ears clearly. She pretended not to care at all and watched Haoyang Tianzun kill the Demon Lord with one palm.

"Hahahaha... Half of the obstacles that stand in my way in the Three Realms and Six Paths are already dead. Next up, it's you!"

Haoyang Tianzun's eyes were filled with crazy desires, and his body seemed to be controlled by the devil, constantly twisting, which made people feel creepy.

"Everyone get ready. From now on, the real fierce battle will begin."

Lord Haoyue looked at Lord Haoyang who was gradually approaching them, his face darkened instantly, his brows were filled with gloom, and the murderous aura on his body suddenly became heavier, oppressing people and making them feel palpitating.

"What are you afraid of! Even if it means risking my life, I will still bite off a piece of his flesh!"

"Bi Wu is right. According to legend, a drop of Tianzun's blood can revive the dead and make mortals immortal, let alone a piece of meat."

Xuanji's teasing words broke the tense atmosphere around them. Everyone smiled at each other, took out their weapons, and looked at Haoyang Tianzun opposite them as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Lord Xuanming looked at his companions around him, then looked at the countless dead demon soldiers and heavenly soldiers, and remembered what Lord Haoyue had said to him before, asking him not to regret it.

He smiled at himself, regret and guilt intertwined in his heart, and he was immersed in emotions of regret and self-blame.

If he had not helped to transmit messages between Haoyang Tianzun and Mozun, the seal of Xuanbing Secret Realm would never have been opened, and Moyuan would not have broken through the seal and escaped.

Now, both Mo Yuan and the Demon Lord have died at the hands of Haoyang Tianzun. The demon world, which was once divided among many heroes, is no longer a threat.

Haoyang Tianzun is the only one in power and has become the most powerful person in the six realms.

"Haoyue, I regret it."

Lord Xuanming said that what lingered in his mind were the images of those innocent girls dying.

As a god, he not only failed to fulfill his responsibility to benefit all living beings, but instead harmed and harmed them.

Lord Haoyue turned his head and looked at him. There was a trace of regret on his face, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red with crystal tears.

"Since you know you are wrong, you should correct it and make amends in time."

"I know, so I will try my best to kill Haoyang Tianzun."

After hearing what Lord Xuanming said, no one took it to heart and just laughed it off. After all, it was completely impossible to kill Lord Haoyang.

"Come at once, it's too much trouble to kill them one by one."

As soon as Lord Haoyang finished speaking, Lord Haoyue shot out countless ice arrows, like raindrops, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun.

He sneered disdainfully, clasped his hands together, muttered something, and a layer of red and black light surged around his body, forming a solid barrier that blocked the attack of Lord Haoyue.

The moment the eyes of Lord Biwu, Goddess Xuanji, and Goddess Qingyin met in the air, they all flew up and attacked Lord Haoyang.

The divine powers collided with each other, and colorful lights flashed in the dark sky, like a ray of light, gorgeous and dazzling.

Han Yan held the Qiankun ancient sword in his hand, his red robe fluttering in the wind, and the long sword drew graceful arcs in the air like flowing water.

Wherever the sword passed, blood splattered. Her eyes were cold and indifferent, as if she had no emotional fluctuations at all and was just killing.

Jimo God stretched out his hand with his palm facing up. A powerful suction force gathered the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, forming a huge spiritual energy vortex.

Tianzun Haoyang looked at the vortex of spiritual power lingering in front of him and suddenly felt the pressure doubled. His magical attacks all dissipated into nothingness in this vortex.

Everyone soon discovered the abnormality of Haoyang Tianzun, and they couldn't help but feel happy and began to attack him with almost all their strength.

"Jimo, your spell is very good. It looks like we have a chance to win this game."

Lord Biwu's face was filled with joy. Except for Chaoyan, everyone else showed a happy expression. Only Chaoyan had an unprecedented serious look on his face.

"Jimo, this is..."

Before Chao Yan could finish her words, Jimo Divine Lord sealed her mouth with a silencing spell. Everyone was trying their best to kill Haoyang Tianzun and did not notice anything unusual about Chao Yan.

All of Haoyang Tianzun's magic spells were sucked away by the vortex of spiritual power. He was powerless to resist the gods, and under everyone's concerted siege, his white robe gradually became stained with blood.

When everyone was preparing to make the final attack, Haoyang Tianzun, who had been restrained for a long time, suddenly tried his best to break the rotating vortex of spiritual power and fiercely grabbed Xuanming Shenjun who was closest to him.

Before everyone could react, he fiercely broke the neck of Lord Xuanming and threw him from the sky like throwing away garbage.

The limp body of Lord Xuanming slowly fell down, and suddenly a strong wind blew up between heaven and earth, as if telling the tragic song of the fall of the gods.

His body was blown away by the wind, turned invisible, and ended his long life in a raging flame.

"Xuan Ming!"

Everyone screamed in surprise, resounding through heaven and earth, awakening the immortals who were completely at a loss. They all looked towards the battle above the clouds. The fall of the first god made them horrified.