God Emperor

In the clouds, half of the great sage beast let out a roar, like thunder exploding from the sky.

His left hand, exuding cold energy, reached towards the half-broken red copper spear, breaking through the power of the Supreme and grabbing it.

The expressions of the Great Master, Fairy Tianchu, and the Emperor of the Witch God below all changed. They did not expect that even half of the Great Sage could be so terrifying, and they could collect the Supreme Sacred Artifact with their bare hands.

That kind of power is far beyond them.

"Chi!"

The great master cut his wrist and spilled the golden holy blood in his body onto the broken red copper spear.

Suddenly, the sound of the dragon's long roar sounded from the inside of the broken red copper gun.

On the gun barrel, more inscriptions appeared, and the supreme power that burst out doubled again.

At this time, the arm of the half-monstrous holy creature began to tremble slightly. With his strength, it seemed that it was not easy to suppress the supreme holy weapon.

The half-monster monster's arm flicked, and its joints made an explosive sound.

Immediately, the red copper spear broke away from his fingers and flew to the ground, like a scorching sun hitting the earth.

"Boom."

The land with a radius of dozens of feet sank downwards.

An energy storm containing ancient Yin energy and supreme power spread in all directions, flying dust, and impacted more than half of the monks and ancient evil creatures present.

Those emperors, goddesses and gods used their most powerful talismans and sacred weapons to protect the monks around them.

"Bang."

A beautiful goddess in the realm of the four-step holy king, the talisman in her hand condensed into a bowl-shaped light shield, but was penetrated by an ancient Yin Qi in the energy storm.

The beautiful body fell into a pool of blood.

Those ancient evil creatures were struck by the energy storm and shattered like sand sculptures, their bodies turned into debris.

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Tragic scenes unfolded one after another.

Even the Holy King cannot catch a casual blow from a monster at the level of a great saint.

Zhang Ruochen inspired the seven-level pagoda talisman and formed a seven-story pagoda shadow to block the energy storm. Even so, his body was still knocked back more than twenty feet.

"Bang."

The seventh-level pagoda talisman burst into pieces and turned into paper powder.

This talisman, worth 40 million holy stones, finally exhausted all its energy after blocking several destructive forces for Zhang Ruochen.

"Boom."

A loud noise was heard in the direction of the space barrier, making the monks from the ancient civilization faction feel their hearts sinking.

The impact of the half-monster monster's attack was so powerful that it spread all the way to the direction of the space barrier, destroying the space division inscriptions on the ground.

The passage opened using the space division inscriptions shattered and disappeared in front of the monks.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochen.

Now, only he can reopen the way to escape.

Carving space division inscriptions is not an easy task, and it also takes a lot of time. In such a critical situation, even if Zhang Ruochen could withstand the pressure and successfully carve out a way. However, it is estimated that at that time, the monks of the ancient civilization faction had been completely killed by the ancient beasts.

The Thousand Stars Goddess shouted sweetly: "Everyone spread out and escape from here. As long as you are not targeted by the half-monster monster, you may not have a chance of survival."

The Great Master, Fairy Tianchu, and the Emperor, the Witch God, worked hard and continued to control the red copper broken spear to hold back half of the Great Sage.

The other monks, led by figures of the Son of God and Goddess level, retreated into the distance.

However, they had just escaped a few hundred feet away when some ancient inscriptions appeared on the ground. Once they stepped on them, the monks disappeared instantly.

"No...there are space-type ancient god inscriptions here..."

Mo Xiaogu exclaimed, and his petite body disappeared immediately, and he did not know where he was teleported.

Also disappearing with her were Gu Feng, Li Qinghai, Pu Shan, Qiu Gu and others.

Qianxing Tiannv searched everywhere for traces of Zhang Ruochen, but found that he had fled hundreds of feet away, leaving only a faint figure.

Whether it is to obtain the divine spring or to leave this murderous and dangerous place, Zhang Ruochen must rely on his space power. How can he be allowed to escape?

Thousand Stars Goddess took the blind man and the bearded man, and four star warriors, chased Zhang Ruochen.

"Wow."

Zhang Ruochen also stepped on an inscription carved by the ancient gods. Space fluctuations surged out, and his feet sank downwards.

"Oops……"

Zhang Ruochen secretly shouted something bad, and his body disappeared from the place.

The transmission time was extremely short, just in the blink of an eye, Zhang Ruochen's figure appeared again.

He came to a blood-red wilderness. There was no grass growing on the ground. The soil seemed to have been soaked with blood, exuding a disgusting smell of blood.

"Why are there space-type ancient god inscriptions on the ground? Where was it transported to?"

Zhang Ruochen tensed his nerves and looked around.

The majestic and majestic Mountains of the Gods could not be seen at all. Thousands of feet away, it turned into a red and gray field. In the bloody soil field, there was a dead silence, as if no living thing had been here for tens of thousands of years.

The wonderful little Taoist jumped out of Zhang Ruochen's clothes and looked around. Finally, he came to the conclusion and said: "We should have arrived not far from the Mountain of the Gods."

"How is it possible? In this wilderness, you can't even see the shadow of the mountain." Zhang Ruochen didn't believe it.

Zhenmiao Taoist said solemnly: "The Mountain of the Gods is not a mountain, but a world in the shape of a mountain. Even if we stand in the mountain, there may be a sea, a grassland, a desert... because the Mountain of the Gods is too big. It’s huge and we’re too small.”

"The closer you get to the Mountain of the Gods, the more dangerous it becomes. It seems peaceful here, but there may not necessarily be fatal murderous intentions."

Zhang Ruochen took out a heavy sword and held it in his hand, then called out the two killer puppets and asked them to guard the left and right sides, and then began to check the ground.

There are no ancient god inscriptions on the ground beneath your feet.

He was teleported here in one direction.

Zhang Ruochen wanted to set up a space formation and immediately teleported away. But I was worried that when I was teleporting, I would encounter the magical hand suspended in the void space.

The last time he teleported, he almost died in the void space, and he still has lingering fears.

"Da da."

On the bloody soil field, the sound of hooves sounded, breaking the silence here.

Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw a colorful unicorn running thousands of feet away. Its body was only about one foot tall. When it was running, a multi-colored holy cloud formed under its feet.

However, the colorful unicorn's body did not exude blood, but instead exuded a charming fragrance.

"It smells like the holy fruit."

Zhang Ruochen said to himself, and then his eyes emitted a dazzling light: "Qilin's Supreme Consummation Fruit?"

The wonderful little Taoist nodded and said: "It should be right. The fruit has matured and has given birth to spirit and soul, which can leave the holy tree and travel between heaven and earth."

"Since you encounter it, just collect it conveniently."

Zhang Ruochen took out a jar made of Jietian Shenmu and held it in his hand, stimulating the power of the twelve Buddha Emperor beads. He restrained his aura and approached cautiously.

The colorful unicorn was very alert. It suddenly stopped, sniffed, and looked around with a suspicious look in its eyes. As if it noticed something, it immediately turned around and ran away.

Zhang Ruochen no longer hid himself, and the phantoms of a luan and a phoenix appeared under his feet, bursting out as fast as he could, chasing the colorful unicorn.

Zhang Ruochen's speed was much faster than the colorful unicorn, and he was getting closer and closer.

Just as he was about to catch up, suddenly, the colorful unicorn jumped up and rushed into an abandoned manor.

Zhang Ruochen stopped and did not rush in rashly.

There was nothing in this bloody wilderness, but an abandoned manor suddenly appeared, which seemed too weird.

The manor is very large, like a dilapidated small town overgrown with weeds. The walls are incomplete, the buildings have collapsed, and they were destroyed no matter how many years ago.

What is surprising is that the soil under the manor is actually colorful.

Zhang Ruochen was shocked and said: "Five Elements of Soil."

The Five Elements Soil is the first soil formed when the heaven and earth were born. All things are nurtured from it, and it can be called the "mother of all things".

The Five Elements soil contains rich Qi of the Five Elements. If you plant weeds in the soil, you can cultivate them into spiritual grass.

At the same time, spiritual herbs can also be cultivated into holy medicines, and holy medicines can be cultivated into magical medicines.

Nowadays, it is difficult to find the Five Elements Earth in the entire universe.

It is just a legend that some of the Taoist holy land "Five Elements Temple" is still preserved.

"How wonderful."

The wonderful little Taoist howled with excitement and rushed towards the abandoned manor, "The Five Elements Soil is of great use to the Taoist monks. It can not only be used to refine some special holy pills, but also make the Five Elements Taoist." The law becomes powerful.”

"Boom."

On the outskirts of the manor, the blood-red soil on the ground condensed into a meter-long palm, which struck the Zhenmiao Taoist's body, sending him flying backwards.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his left hand to catch the fallen Taoist Zhenmiao, and stared sharply ahead.

"Wow."

Under the ground, a giant made of blood and soil crawled out, holding a giant hammer and standing in front of Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen observed carefully and said: "There are still some remaining spiritual wills in this abandoned manor. This clay figure is the condensed spirit and will of them. They are guarding this place and want to prevent us from breaking in."

The wonderful little Taoist was not injured. After falling to the ground, he said: "Obstructing people's way of wealth is like killing their parents. The five elements of soil here are determined by poor Taoism. They are just some residual thoughts. Just break them into pieces."

The wonderful little Taoist exuded a dazzling purple holy light, turned into a purple stream of light, and rushed towards the blood and earth giant. A small handprint condensed and hit the blood-earth giant's eyebrows. The air was torn, making a "rumbling" sound.

Tens of thousands of palm rules are gathered together with the handprints.

"Roar!"

The blood-earth giant roared angrily, swung the sledgehammer in his hand, and struck at the Zhenmiao Taoist, blowing up a scarlet wind.

"Bang."

The sledgehammer in its hand collided with the palm print of Zhenmiao Taoist, and was instantly penetrated, turning into pieces of blood and earth.

The blood-earth giant's head was also penetrated by Zhenmiao Taoist's palm print, and his body fell heavily backwards to the ground.

After the wonderful little Taoist fell to the ground, he straightened his back, gently stroked his long beard, and said proudly: "It's wonderful, it's wonderful, it's not vulnerable to a single blow."

"The aura exuded by the blood-earth giant is quite powerful. How could it be defeated by the Zhenmiao Taoist in one blow?"

Zhang Ruochen was puzzled and was about to attribute all this to Zhenmiao Taoist's advanced cultivation. A dull "buzzing" sound sounded from the ground, the earth trembled violently, and dozens of quicksand whirlpools appeared immediately.