God Emperor

"Quack."

The shrill crows of crows sounded one after another, resounding throughout the Burial Mountains.

Countless crows flew out from all over the Yin Burial Mountains, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. The scene was extremely terrifying.

Almost at the same time, a large number of holy rules flew out of Yan Wushen and Blood Demon's bodies, turning into two vast rivers and colliding together in mid-air.

Both of them have cultivated more than 90 million rules of the holy way, and each rule of the holy way is exceptionally tough and indelible.

"Bang."

The two rivers formed by the rules of the Holy Path were constantly colliding, causing the surrounding space to shatter. The Yin Burial Mountains were also rapidly disintegrating. Unknown how many bones were exposed and then crushed into powder.

Yan Wushen and the Blood Demon seemed to have a very tacit understanding. They both did not mobilize the rules of heaven and earth and the power of heaven and earth, but simply relied on the rules of the holy way that they had cultivated to fight.

The strength of the rules of the holy way can, to a large extent, determine the strength of a person.

The key to this lies in what kind of Tao one is cultivating. A monk who can cultivate to the Saint King Realm must at least major in one or even multiple Tao.

Those who can cultivate to the realm of the Nine-Step Saint King often need to major in one or even multiple supreme holy paths.

If you can major in the ancient way, your potential will undoubtedly be greater, relatively speaking.

There are hundreds of thousands of thick rules in Yan Wushen's river of holy rules, which are extremely conspicuous. They are cultivated by understanding the ancient way.

If Zhang Ruochen were here, he would definitely be very familiar with these rules of the holy way, because they are exactly the rules of space.

Few people know that Yan Wushen is actually a space controller. It is no wonder that he is so interested in Chi Kunlun and insists on accepting him as a disciple.

In the blood demon's river of holy rules, there are also many strong rules, exuding an extremely ancient and vicissitudes of atmosphere. Although they are not rules cultivated by the ancient way, they are comparable to them.

Everyone in the world knows that the Nine Ancient Ways are the strongest ways and are transcendent.

But in fact, in the long history of time, there have been some forces that can compete with the Nine Ancient Ways. However, it is extremely difficult to master. Few people can successfully practice it. Now, it has been known to the world. Forget.

The Blood Demon has mastered an ancient magical power, which belongs to the "witch" power of the Hades period, and this is also the capital that makes him invincible.

Yan Wushen and Blood Demon are both peerless talents. One is the master of the ancient way, and the other has inherited the ancient power of witchcraft. The achievements they have achieved are beyond the reach of countless holy monks.

In addition, more than half of the rules in the river of rules of Yan Wushen and Blood Demon are derived from the cultivation of the supreme holy way and the great road.

Under normal circumstances, most of the holy path rules cultivated by strong people in the Lindao realm are based on the Hundred Thousand Little Paths, which also results in their relatively weak strength.

It's not that they don't want to comprehend the Great Way and the Supreme Holy Way, but it's too difficult and often takes several times or even dozens of times the time, and they may not be able to comprehend it as they wish.

"You are worthy of being a strange man who practiced nine Heavenly Demon Stone carvings at the same time. He actually mastered the power of witches. You are enough to compare with the four heavenly kings of the Heavenly Palace." Yan Wushen said loudly.

The Blood Demon said: "You, the strongest person under the Great Sage of Hell, have not let me down. This trip is quite worth it."

As the two of them were talking, the river formed by the rules of the Holy Path underwent tremendous changes, and various terrifying visions appeared.

In the regular river of Yan Wushen, a majestic shadow of Yama emerged, with his feet on the underworld, holding the Book of the Earth, and controlling the life and death of hundreds of millions of creatures.

In the blood demon's regular river, a supreme demon rushed out, with nine dark demonic lights behind his head, superimposed layer by layer, exuding an ancient, wild, and domineering aura, lawless and chaotic. world.

"boom."

The phantom of Yama and the phantom of the demon collided with each other extremely violently, like two ancient beings, crossing endless time and space, meeting here, both trying to suppress the other.

"The good opportunity is now."

Seeing Yan Wushen and the Blood Demon fighting inextricably, Qiu Yichi immediately took action.

"Uh-huh."

Qiu Yichi and Yan Liren set out and rushed towards Yan Wushen at the fastest speed.

With the Blood Demon restraining Yan Wushen, it was undoubtedly the best time for them to take action.

"If you want to take people away from under my nose, you have to be capable."

Yan Wushen laughed loudly, and the majestic Hell Qi instantly emerged from his body, drowning Qiu Yichi and Yan Liren who were passing by.

"Wow——"

The next moment, the Hell's Yama Qi condensed and turned into nine hundred and ninety-nine clones. Each clone exuded a powerful aura, which was enough to rival the holy king with advanced cultivation.

"The Thousand Heads and Thousand Body Yama Technique. This is the forbidden technique of the Yama clan. Yan Wushen has succeeded in practicing it before he has reached the Great Saint Realm."

For a time, Qiu Yichi and Yan Liren were surrounded by these clones.

Yan Wushen's nine hundred and ninety-nine clones all had very indifferent expressions and used the same holy technique.

The faint light burst out, condensing into 999 mottled stone bridges, exuding an extremely strange aura, as if it was trying to pull the souls of living beings out of their bodies.

"Naihe Bridge."

An extremely ancient voice echoed faintly in the void.

Qiu Yichi's expression changed slightly. She waved her hand and dozens of figures suddenly appeared around her.

These people are all nine-step holy kings, and each one has a great reputation. Unfortunately, they have all been controlled by Qiu Yichi using the spiritual method and the blood soul method.

Yan Liren has not changed, his expression is still gloomy, exuding strong negative emotions.

It is originally the blood cocoon shed by Yan Liren's true body, combined with a hundred thousand negative emotions and thoughts, which is equivalent to a clone of Yan Liren.

"Take action."

Following Qiu Yichi's order, dozens of Nine-Step Saint Kings immediately took action.

Various powerful holy arts and holy weapons were fired one after another, and the bright holy light almost broke apart the world.

Yan Liren's figure also moved, and his body exuded stronger negative emotions, spreading in all directions.

Yan Liren stretched out his two hands at the same time, turning into two big hands that could cover the sky. They seemed to be able to pick stars and grasp the moon. They were the five finger prints of the Blood God at the level of high-level holy arts.

Different from the Blood God's Five Fingerprints used by the Blood Spirit Fairy, Yan Liren's palms could not help but condense a large amount of blood evil energy, and also condensed terrible negative emotions, which could not only corrode the flesh and blood, but also affect the spiritual will.

"boom."

The holy spells and holy weapons fired by dozens of nine-step holy kings blocked a small part of the stone bridge, while the rest fell into Yan Liren's hands.

"Something capable." Yan Wushen said lightly.

Naturally, the people he paid attention to were Yanli people, but the other Nine-Step Saint Kings were beyond his reach.

"Buzz."

Suddenly, a strange wave emanated from Qiu Yichi's body and spread at an unimaginable speed.

Suddenly, the movements of Yan Wushen's nine hundred and ninety-nine clones stagnated.

"boom."

All the stone bridges were blown to pieces in an instant, forming a terrifying impact. A gap immediately appeared in the encirclement formed by the nine hundred and ninety-nine clones.

Taking this opportunity, Qiu Yichi turned into a streak of blood, rushed out instantly, arrived at Yan Wushen's side, and grabbed Chi Kunlun.

"snort."

Yan Wushen's real body let out a cold snort and slapped it with a casual palm.

Qiu Yichi was well prepared, and without hesitation, he sacrificed the Heart-Capturing Bead given by the Blood Queen. A strange and unpredictable spiritual power appeared and struck Yan Wushen's mind hard.

The achievements of the Blood Queen in the path of the soul are naturally not comparable to that of Qiu Yichi. Even if she only seals a trace of the power of the soul in the Heart-Capturing Bead, it still possesses terrifying power. Ordinary Great Sage Realm experts may not be able to withstand it. Live.

As Qiu Yichi expected, Yan Wushen's movements paused momentarily after being impacted by the psychic power released by the Heart-Taking Pearl.

"Walk."

Qiu Yichi didn't dare to stay, so he immediately took Chi Kunlun and escaped as fast as possible.

"This is just a way of the soul, but I want to shake my mind and leave it to you."

Yan Wushen shouted, and the vast hellish energy of hell condensed in his palm, and he hit Qiu Yichi who was escaping.

"Uh-huh."

Yan Liren appeared and also shot out with one palm.

The majestic blood evil energy emerged from his palm, instantly condensing into a tall shadow of Pluto, standing tall on the sky and the ground, exuding extremely ferocious energy.

"boom."

Pluto's shadow shook and was on the verge of collapse, but he finally blocked Yan Wushen's angry palm.

Just when Yan Wushen was about to take action again, the Blood Demon suddenly attacked.

"Yan Wushen, take me to the Nine Transformations of Heavenly Demon."

The blood demon shouted violently, and the world-destroying demonic energy continuously emerged from his body.

Immediately, the phantom of the demon quickly solidified, releasing a monstrous demonic power.

The nine layers of magic light behind the head of the demon's phantom were combined according to special rules and evolved into a strange and complicated magic pattern, which bloomed with bright light and bombarded towards Yan Wushen.

Yan Wushen's eyes flashed, and the Hell Yama Qi in his body surged out crazily and merged with the river of the rules of the holy way.

The shadow of Yama became solid in an instant, like the ancestor of the Yama clan, crossing over from distant time and space. A strange mark appeared on his forehead, like a deep starry sky or an endless black hole, swallowing everything.

"boom."

The space was violently distorted and then shattered, and all kinds of strange energy within thousands of miles gathered crazily and were swept away.

At the same time, the earth cracked open, and countless earth, rocks and corpses flew up, and were crushed into ashes by the destructive force.

It took a long time for this destructive force to subside, and the outer areas of the Burial Mountains were already completely destroyed.

Yan Wushen is still standing on the top of the mountain, and under his protection, the mountain has been fortunately preserved.

The Blood Demon and Yan Liren have long since disappeared.

Yan Wushen locked the direction in which Qiu Yichi was escaping and was about to start chasing him. He suddenly sensed something and stopped. A strange color suddenly appeared in his eyes as he looked towards the distant horizon.

"Prajna? I didn't expect that this upstart in the Temple of Destiny would be so bold."

Yan Wushen whispered, then moved and chased in the direction where he sensed it.