God Emperor

The strange mark on Yan Wushen's forehead emitted an extremely dark light, causing the Buddhist aura and rules in the world to continuously converge towards him.

At the same time, nearly four billion rules of the Holy Path surged out of his body, creating a concrete world of hell.

The dark wind is hunting, and all ghosts are howling.

In hell, there is a bloody sun hanging in the sky, millions of tombstones, coffins of gods rising and falling, and bones marching...

Back then, when Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen had their first confrontation in Luoshui, they were forced to sacrifice the sundial to resolve this powerful blow.

Now Yan Wushen's cultivation is many times better than that at that time, and the "Yam Luo Hell" has once again evolved. The formation of the hell world caused a certain degree of oppression to Zhang Ruochen.

"He has actually cultivated 4 billion rules of the holy way, 400 million more than me." Zhang Ruochen was a little surprised in his heart. He didn't know what Yan Wushen's chance was and how he had such a big improvement. .

"A mere Hell of Hell cannot suppress me."

Ahead, Que Chang howled.

Like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, the Shadow Pill Sword flew into the sky and collided with the hell world.

One sword, divided into eight swords, divided into sixty-four swords, and evolved into five hundred and twelve swords...

Finally, all swords flew together.

"If I were at my peak, I could destroy his hell with just one sword."

Que mobilized all his power and used ten thousand swords to tear apart the Hell of Hell and turn it into wisps of gloomy ghost mist. At the same time, he vomited blood and suffered backlash from various forces within his body.

"Pfft."

Zhang Ruochen's Space Sword, thirty-six swords merged into one and hit Que's chest.

Que's hands were clenched into sword fingers, and he controlled Wanjian to block his chest. The dense sword light was like the sparkling water surface, clashing fiercely with the sword of space.

"Bang bang."

Thousands of swords were shattered.

The sword of space penetrated Que's chest with its devastating power and flew out from his back.

The impact carried by the sword flew Que's body backwards and hit a golden mountain, creating a deep dent in the cliff.

Without giving him time to breathe, Zhang Ruochen soared into the sky above the golden mountain, his left foot burst out with earth-shattering power, and he stepped down hard.

The golden mountain is more than three thousand meters high and has a tight geological structure that is more stable than a mountain made of gold.

"Boom."

The mountain was stepped down by Yan Shen's legs, causing it to sink, and a large amount of soil and rocks melted.

After a while, the golden mountain disappeared, leaving only a field of divine fireworks and a golden lava lake below.

Zhang Ruochen spread out the ten wings on his back, controlled the balance of his body, locked his mental power tightly on the lack of aura fluctuations, secretly mobilized the holy energy, injected it into the purple gold gourd, and activated the supreme inscription.

Yan Wushen rushed nearby, his eyes stern, and he was shocked for a moment by the power of Zhang Ruochen's Yanshen legs.

The strange mark between his eyebrows once again flashed with extremely dark brilliance. I don't know if he wanted to activate the Hell of Hell again, or to summon the Naihe Bridge.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Yan Wushen out of the corner of his eye, feeling secretly wary in his heart.

"Wow!"

Que turned into a black beam, broke through the golden lava, and flew into the air.

The injuries on his body became more serious, and the skin all over his body was scorched black by the divine flames. Where is the heroic figure of the first person in the Great Perfection Ranking of the Hundred-flag Realm? He is no longer human, and the wounds on his body are constantly gushing blood.

He cast his missing eyes towards Zhang Ruochen and waved his right hand.

"Zhang Ruochen, I give you the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill."

A bright ball of light flew in front of Zhang Ruochen at an extremely fast speed.

Zhang Ruochen was worried about being deceived, so he used the space power contained in the True Space Domain to resolve the impact of the light mist, causing it to slowly stop in front of him.

After a closer look, in the mist of light, it turned out to be the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill.

Although he was extremely excited, Zhang Ruochen did not lose his mind and quickly came to his senses.

This is a strategy to delay the attack, and it is also a move to divert disaster from the east.

Que knew very well that the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill was now a hot potato and the most fundamental reason why he was besieged.

Even if he takes the Emperor's Holy Intention Pill at this moment, the final result may be that he is captured by the Yama clan, thrown into the pill furnace, and refined into the pill again.

It was a brilliant strategy to hide in the star of the Yama clan.

Unfortunately, the cultivation levels of Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen far exceeded his expectations and became the two biggest variables in his defeat today.

At this moment, the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill cannot be kept, so it can only be given away.

This person can only be Zhang Ruochen.

Because even if Zhang Ruochen gets the Emperor's Holy Intention Pill, he will never refine it immediately. Instead, he will save it and attack a single third-level Holy Intention Pill.

"I will leave it with you for now. When I recover from my injury, I will take it back with my own hands." Que thought in his heart.

Of course Zhang Ruochen knew that once he caught the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill, he would be besieged by many parties and end up with the same fate as before. However, he still stretched out his hand without hesitation and took away the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill.

"The road to the Holy Path that I am going to take now is too difficult, and I cannot do without the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill."

Zhang Ruochen got the Emperor's Holy Intention Pill and without thinking, he burst out at the fastest speed and rushed towards the exit of this world.

ahead.

In the air, specks of light escaped.

Those light spots were in nine colors, forming a small vortex.

From the nine-color vortex, a blood-red sword flew out, dragged out a tail dozens of meters long, and crashed into Zhang Ruochen's heart.

"Asura Sword!"

Zhang Ruochen's pupils shrank deeply, and he was both surprised and shocked.

Who is urging the Asura Sword?

Is it the Sword Spirit or the Greedy Baby?

Not to mention Zhang Ruochen, even Yan Wushen and Que were extremely surprised.

The speed and power erupted from the Asura Sword are extremely tyrannical, and the timing is very precise, and it was previously hidden without any flaws.

A sword attack, containing mysterious sword intent, rushed straight to the weakest point of Zhang Ruochen's defense.

It’s just a sword spirit, how could it be possible?

At this critical moment, it was too late to use any means, but Zhang Ruochen used three moves in succession to resolve the death crisis.

The first move is to use the power of the true domain of space to instantly freeze the space.

The second move is to quickly shrink the body.

In the third move, the ten wings on his back curved and wrapped around his body, turning into a golden ball the size of a marble.

With the strength of the golden wings and the power of the ancestor's blood pattern, this trick has been tried and tested in the face of sudden crises that are difficult to withstand.

"Bang!"

Asura's sword was like breaking through a layer of paper, penetrating the frozen space, and the tip of the sword hit the golden ball with astonishing accuracy.

The golden ball was covered with blood streaks, turning into a ray of golden light and flying backwards.

The golden ball hit the ground, stirring up a thick layer of dust.

In the dust, Zhang Ruochen's figure reappeared. All ten golden wings on his back were penetrated, and golden blood flowed out. A blood hole also appeared on his back, and a murderous aura invaded his body.

While mobilizing the Divine Fire of Purification to refine the killing energy, he also releases his spiritual power to guard against Que, Yan Wushen, and Asura Swords.

A wry smile appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face, somewhat understanding of his previous situation. Being surrounded by a group of abnormally strong geniuses was indeed a huge pressure.

What's more important is that these perverted geniuses can't be killed no matter how hard they beat them.

Like a greedy baby, it seems to survive a fatal attack.

Wisps of light mist of nine lights and eighteen colors rushed out from Asura's sword and condensed into the figure of Greedy Baby.

Greedy Baby stood on the sword with his bare feet and said, "Don't look at me with such strange eyes. If you want to kill me, you are not qualified yet."

"Did you swallow the sword spirit and merge it with the Asura Sword and the Human Sword?" Yan Wushen said thoughtfully with a smile.

Greedy Baby glanced at him coldly and said: "You don't understand how great the Asura Sword is. However, after it was recast, it has been unable to give birth to a sword spirit, so it stayed at the level of the Supreme Sacred Artifact. Couldn’t go any further.”

"I climbed Mount Asura and became its sword spirit, so I could take it away."

"In the future, it and I will both reach the top of the gods and artifacts."

"Que, you want to give birth to a divine weapon, why don't I want to give birth to a divine weapon?"

The Greedy Baby is not a human being, nor any living or undead spirit, but a spirit of murder bred from the murderous aura on the ancient battlefield.

Just like this, he can become the sword spirit of Asura Sword.

The killing aura and the sword spirit can exist at the same time.

There was a hint of disdain in his short eyes, and he raised the corners of his eyes and said: "We are different. My future has infinite possibilities. And your future must be bound by the Asura Sword. When you decide to take charge of the Asura Sword, you will become its sword. When the spirit is alive, the so-called divine fetus of the universe is already dead!”

On Asura's sword, the light of killing surged endlessly, showing how intense the Greedy Baby's mood was at this moment.

Just when Greedy Baby wanted to activate the Asura Sword and attack Que, a loud laughter came from the direction of the exit of the golden world: "Why isn't your war over yet? It seems I came early. "

Yama Huangtu put his hands on his back and strode forward with dragon shadows running through his body.

The Eight Sons of Life and Death lined up closely behind Yama Huang Tu. The Yama Qi on the eight people intertwined with each other and complemented each other. The power fluctuations that broke out were much more powerful than the King of Hell's Picture.

Zhang Ruochen's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes looked towards the exit of the golden world, with a deep light shining in his eyes.

Yan Huang Tu glanced at Congque, Gu Ying, and Zhang Ruochen one by one, with a smile on his face. Everything was going according to plan.

"The three of them seem to have suffered serious injuries. Whoever has the Emperor's Holy Intention Pill, please hand it over immediately!" Yan Huangtu said in a strong tone with sharp eyes.

Before the other three people could speak, Zhang Ruochen pointed at Yan Wushen and said, "The Imperial Grade Holy Intent Pill has been taken away by Yan Wushen."

"That's right, I handed it to him personally." Que said.

Greedy Baby, who was standing on Asura's sword, could clearly see the situation and said rather coldly: "Yan Wushen's cultivation speed is too fast. Even I underestimated him. Unexpectedly, he became the last one." Winner. In my opinion, Yama Huangtu, you are no longer his opponent, he is the most powerful person in the Yama clan."

The three of them all knew that to break the dominance of the Yama family, they could only divide and alienate them.

They are all geniuses. Do they not believe that Yan Huangtu is not jealous of Yan Wushen's talent at all? Don’t you care at all about being surpassed by Yan Wushen?

Even if he is not jealous, he doesn't care, the monks of the Yama clan will probably have a lot of discussions.

Besides, Yama Huang Tu really doesn’t want the Emperor’s Holy Spirit Pill?

After swallowing the Emperor's Holy Intention Pill, it is not certain that he will be able to surpass Yan Wushen and secure his position as the number one person in the Yama clan in this era. Not everyone can withstand such temptation.

Yan Huangtu stared at the four of them one by one. At least, he couldn't see any flaws in Zhang Ruochen, Que, and Greed Ying. Finally, his eyes fell on Yan Wushen.

Yan Wushen stared deeply at Zhang Ruochen and said, "I'm afraid you made the wrong decision to use an Emperor's Holy Intention Pill to test the will of the monks of the Yama clan."

"Brother Wushen, what do you mean by this?" Zhang Ruochen asked curiously.

Yan Wushen's chest heaved deeply. He obviously didn't expect Zhang Ruochen to be so shameless and capable of doing something so cruel and sinister.

He stared at the King of Hell Tu and the Eight Sons of Life and Death, and said: "The Emperor's Holy Intention Pill is on Zhang Ruochen. Forget it, no matter if it is on him or not, we must kill all three of them. They were all seriously injured. Better opportunities than this.”

One of the Eight Sons of Life and Death, who looked like a scribe, said in a puzzled tone: "Why kill them all?"

"That's right! Kill them, what if you can't find the Emperor's Holy Intention Pill?" Another one of the Eight Sons of Life and Death said.

Yan Wushen's eyelids shrank and said: "What do you mean, do you really doubt that the Emperor's Holy Intention Pill is in my body? Even if the Emperor's Holy Intention Pill is really in my body, so what, are you qualified to swallow it?"

Yan Huangtu's eyes turned cold, and he glared at the two people who had just spoken, and said: "The Emperor's Holy Intent Pill should have been given to Wu Shen to swallow. If it was really on him, how could he lie? You two should stop talking nonsense. , let outsiders see the joke.”

Yan Huangtu's words seemed to be reprimanding the two Great Perfection Saints of the Hundred Flails Realm, but Yan Wushen heard another meaning and his heart sank slightly.

Maybe Yama Huangtu didn't care about the title of the top master of the Yama clan before, but after being called that too many times, he started to care.

Maybe Yan Huangtu was not jealous of Yan Wushen's talent before, but when he was often compared with others, there would always be psychological changes.

"Could it be that my opportunity to take away my own star has aroused his dissatisfaction?"

This thought flashed through Yan Wushen's mind, and then he laughed loudly: "My cousin understands me. Today, I have to keep the three of them no matter what. Leave Zhang Ruochen to me, and you will divide the other two."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Wushen clasped his hands together, and his body emitted two kinds of light, extremely bright and extremely dark. The mighty Yama Qi of Hunyuan Hell surged out from the soles of his feet and turned into a sea of ​​light and dark Qi.

"There is nothing on the Naihe bridge, and the flowers on the other side are blooming on the other side."

"Boom."

The air rolled, the space trembled, and the whole world trembled violently.

An ancient stone bridge rushed out from between Yan Wushen's eyebrows.

The stone bridge only manifested a section hundreds of feet long, suppressing a space of thousands of miles in radius. On the bridge, secret patterns revived one after another, forming chains similar to Tao locks, and they all fell on Zhang Ruochen.

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Today is the last day of the event.