God Emperor

In the Yanluo tribe, "Yan" is the most common surname, representing the noblest bloodline and possessing the strongest inheritance.

However, among the surname Yan, there are also divisions of "two direct descendants and thirteen gods".

The so-called second direct descendants refer to the Yan clan of Tianwai Tian and the Yan clan of Lihen Tian.

The Thirteen Gods refer to the other 13 Yan clans who have given birth to gods. Because they live in different places for cultivation and have different ancestral inheritances, they have become thirteen relatively independent forces.

Although their strength is far inferior to that of the second descendants, they are superior because of their large number of clan members, and they have become an important part of the Yan family.

The Yan clan of Tianwaitian, who is in charge of Yanluotianwaitian, is the most powerful. In a sense, they are the representatives of the surname Yan. Most of the strong men with the surname Yan who are active in the hell realm come from here.

Yan Wushen, Yan Huangtu, Yan Zhexian, and the Ancient God of Learning, including the successive heads of the Yama clan, all came from the Tianwaitian Yan clan.

However, since the recent Yuanhui, the Yan clan has said that it has three direct descendants.

The reason for this saying is that one hundred thousand years ago, after the last leader of the Yama clan, Yan Huanyu, disappeared, most of the clan members belonging to his lineage were stationed in the abyss of darkness. The rescuers may have been trapped in the abyss of darkness. The leader of the Universal Clan.

At this point, the Yan clan in Tianwai Tian was divided into two.

One hundred thousand years have passed, and this part of the Yan clan has been faintly divided, and is called the "Yan clan of the dark abyss".

Of course, the Yan clan of Dark Abyss and the Yan clan of Tianwaitian are from the same clan, same bloodline, and have a very close relationship. At least in the eyes of the monks in the entire hell world, they still belong to the same bloodline.

Yan Wushen was born into the Yan family in the Abyss of Darkness.

Yan Chu is an old man who looks to be sixty or seventy years old. He has an ordinary appearance. He wears a white scarf on his head and holds a foot-long pipe in his hand. He stands on a giant ship twenty-seven feet high and puffs out smoke.

He has lived for twenty-five thousand years and is one of the strongest men under the Yan clan's spirit in the Dark Abyss.

When the gods cannot interfere with the secular world, Wen Chu can run rampant in the world and solve all problems. It was precisely because of this that the Wuqing Sect sent him here to protect Yan Wushen's safety.

Even God Fulu saw that Yan Wushen was in danger, and granted him a marriage with Prajna, and used the power of the Temple of Destiny to intimidate the Yan clan in the outer world. He did not want this Yuanhui-level genius, the future strongest in the hell world, to die in Yan Among the legacy of the fighting of the previous generation of the clan.

Why can’t the Wuqing Sect see this?

The feast of hunting the sky is over, Yan Wushen has lost his final use value, and it is time to die. For this generation of the Yama clan, it is enough to have one person, Yama Huang Tu.

"call!"

Wen Chu looked at the rolling river water and blew out a smoke ring.

He was waiting, waiting for Tianwaitian Yan to take action.

The Yan clan of Tianwaitian would not be willing to see Yan Wushen marry Prajna. In that case, Yan Wushen would have two major backers, the God of Fulu and the God of Nu Tian.

The person who kills Yan Wushen will definitely not be a god.

If the gods take action, they will break the rules that everyone has subconsciously established. By then, the hell world will not be as peaceful as it is now.

Every move of the gods will cause huge waves.

The fight between the monks under the gods is like an undercurrent under water. Even if they collide fiercely, at least on the surface, it is still calm.

Whether it is the Temple of Destiny, the Temple of Darkness, or the leaders of the ten clans, they are all working hard to maintain such calm. At least, the hell realm cannot be turned upside down before all realms in heaven are eliminated.

"What is supposed to come will come eventually. Who will take action? The demigod Yan Yu? The Dark Walker Yan Xuelai? Or maybe it's the Fuxiang girl?" Wen Chu's thoughts were confused, and figures appeared in his mind. .

Every figure has a mysterious charm, representing a peerless strong man.

It was at this moment that Wen Chu felt a powerful murderous aura. I saw waves of more than ten feet high rising on the blood-red river, sweeping towards the giant ship.

"Yan Wushen, don't you want to fight me?"

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"This battle is about victory or defeat, as well as life and death."

Zhang Ruochen's voice turned into sound waves, surging in.

Wen Chu's old eyes shrank in shock, showing an incredulous look, and said: "So that's it, that's it. They actually want to use Zhang Ruochen's hands to kill people openly and justly. I should have thought of it a long time ago."

"Squeak."

A hatch of the giant ship opened, and Yan Wushen's majestic figure stepped out, looking at the blood mist surging with murderous intent in the night.

He said: "Zhang Ruochen has never been a real womanizer, but on the battlefield of Huntian, Yan Zhexian was pregnant with his child."

"Beauty trap?" Wen Chu said.

Yan Wushen shook his head and said: "If Zhang Ruochen can be captured through a honey trap, then I don't have to regard him as my lifelong enemy. I believe even more that it was the Yan family from Tianwaitian who reached some kind of agreement with Zhang Ruochen and promised What's wrong with him? If Zhang Ruochen wants to establish himself in the hell world, he needs their support. In the hell world, Zhang Ruochen's situation is more difficult than mine."

Wen Chu said: "Since Zhang Ruochen is the sword of the Yan clan outside the sky, we don't need to pay attention to him and go to the Fulu Palace first. As long as you marry Prajna, you will have the Fulu God and the Nutian God standing behind you. Two strong men.”

Yan Wushen shook his head and said: "The fight with Zhang Ruochen has always been an obsession in my heart. If I retreat without a fight today, my obsession will definitely be deeper. Not to mention not being able to cultivate the Six Paths of Reincarnation, I am afraid it will also affect the Thousand Questions Realm. and the cultivation of the realm of eternal death.”

"Fight! Be it Zhang Ruochen or the Yan clan from Tianwaitian, any enemy who stands in my way will be killed."

"Fight! I have been trapped in the Holy King Realm for hundreds of years. I have accumulated so much wealth, why should I be afraid of Zhang Ruochen?"

"Fight! Zhang Ruochen came with a purpose, his fighting spirit is not pure, he has fallen into the inferior position."

"Fight! If we fight today, I will kill him. Only when the Dao Heart is perfect can the six paths be unified."

With four words of war in a row, Yan Wushen's aura reached its peak. The space seemed to have become solidified, and the world was extremely silent.

Yan Wushen had an outstanding figure, with long hair flying, and he shouted with a smile: "Well done! This battle has been long overdue! After you die, I will take care of you in Kunlun."

After returning from Dark Star No. 3, Yan Wushen made great progress in cultivation.

However, he had no confidence at all that he could defeat Zhang Ruochen.

Facing the battle of life and death, Zhang Ruochen attached great importance to it and came here with all his war treasures. How could Yan Wushen not pay attention to it?

Saying those words just now was just to mess up Zhang Ruochen's heart.

"After you die, I will take care of Kunlun." In other words, if I die, Kunlun will die.

Zhang Ruochen was not affected by Yan Wushen's words at all and was not worried about Chi Kunlun's safety at all.

The battle between him and Yan Wushen was not a personal feud, but an open and honest decisive battle.

If the Yan Luo clan killed Chi Kunlun, a disciple of Yan Wushen, they would be ridiculed by the monks all over the world, and they would also suffer fierce revenge from the Xue Jue clan.

The Supreme Clan values ​​reputation more than life.

How could it be possible to do something so limitless?

"Stop talking nonsense and fight."

The blood under Zhang Ruochen's feet condensed into wisps of strange lines, like tadpoles and earthworms, which caused the rules of heaven and earth to be activated. The power of heaven and earth was transformed into thunder and lightning, which hit the giant ship overwhelmingly.

Yan Wushen punched out, creating a black fist shadow larger than a giant ship, shattering all the surging thunder and lightning, spreading it onto the river of blood.

On the river, there were flashes of lightning.

"Roar!"

On the giant ship, Buddha's light burst out.

Yan Wushen inspired a nine-foot six-foot golden body and roared like an angry lion. The roar contained the true meaning of the six-character Great Ming Mantra.

Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hum.

Six words make one sound.

The shadow of a golden lion dozens of feet long appeared on the surface of Yan Wushen's body. The sound waves of the lion's roar were all golden, the space was roared into chaos, and the river was roared to vapor.

Each word of the six-character Great Ming Mantra is comparable to a hundred-flag-level high-level holy art. It can clear evil obstacles, end life and death, destroy wisdom, and cut off longevity.

The six words merge into one, turning into a lion's roar, which is more powerful than the Qianwen level high-level holy technique.

"Cut! Cut! Cut..."

Zhang Ruochen did not retreat. Instead, he turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the golden sound waves. He swung the Shen Yuan ancient sword and broke through the layers of ripples.

The unbroken sound wave rushed within ten feet of Zhang Ruochen and was blocked by the true space.

The sound wave rotates in a circle in the True Domain and flows out in the opposite direction.

"I heard that you went to Dark Star No. 3 and your cultivation really improved greatly."

Zhang Ruochen flew over the giant ship, the Vulcan armor on his body burning brightly. The light emitted illuminated the night sky for thousands of miles, and the vegetation on both sides of the river burned to ashes like paper.

With one foot pressed down, more than 20 million divine flame patterns appeared on the legs, condensing into a thick divine cloud.

Wen Chu looked up at the sky with a look of wonder and said, "What a powerful god."

It is already remarkable that the great sage can possess and control divine power.

Being able to control such a powerful divine power is naturally even more frightening. Wen Chu finally understood why Yan Wushen regarded this son as his lifelong enemy.

Yan Wushen felt the huge pressure, his eyes were solemn, he leaped up from the giant ship, took out Tongtian Ruyi, and chopped it away with the power of the Supreme.

Tongtian Ruyi originally belonged to the King of Hell, but it fell into his hands, so of course there was no need to return it.

"Wow——"

Tongtian Ruyi became more than ten feet long and collided with the divine cloud formed by Yan Shen's legs.

After the earth-shaking roar, the supreme power and divine fire flew out in all directions. Every time a ball of divine fire falls, it will create a pit several feet in size on the earth.

In the pit, the divine flame burns and will not go out for a long time.

Yan Wushen fell into the dry blood river and hit a large crater-like crater on the river bed. There was divine fire on his hair, burning several strands of hair into ashes.

With the current power of Yan Shen's legs, Yan Wushen cannot completely block it with the help of the Supreme Sacred Artifact.

On the battlefield of Huntian, although Zhang Ruochen's Divine Flame Leg broke the fourth seal, he could only control more than 10 million divine flame patterns.

In the five days since the sundial was turned on, Zhang Ruochen spent five years refining another 10 million flame divine patterns.

The power of Yan Shen's legs is naturally far greater than before.

It can be said that this battle has just begun. Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen are already using their most powerful moves, and there are no tentative attacks at all.

"A thousand hands and a thousand bodies."

Yan Wushen was divided into thousands and stood all over the earth. The Yama Qi of the Hunyuan Hell formed by the combination of extreme light and extreme darkness covered the earth with a radius of hundreds of miles and turned into a sea of ​​Qi.

In the sea of ​​​​qi, the figure of the ancestor of Yama emerged, with his feet on the underworld and a book on the ground in his hand.

The ancestor of Yama waved his big hand and slapped Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen pulled out the divine dragon white bone whip wrapped around his waist and swung it out. The whip crackled and a huge divine dragon rushed out from inside, releasing a terrifying divine power.

This bone whip was made from the backbone of a divine dragon. There is an immortal dragon soul inside and is preserved by divine power.

At the same time, a shadow emerged from Zhang Ruochen's body.

Not Fudo Myooh.

The form of that phantom, with twenty-four pairs of golden wings, was surprisingly the form of the blood-killing ancestor.

If you stand a hundred miles away and look at it, the scene you will see is that the ancestor of Xuejue is holding a divine dragon, using the dragon as a whip, and whipping the ancestor of Yama. That picture was extremely shocking.

"Boom."

The sound of heaven and earth shattering continued to be heard.

Thousands of miles away, two figures, a man and a woman, stood under a big black umbrella.

They are the demigods "Yan Yu" and "Fuxiang Girl". Both of them are first-rate powerhouses under the realm of gods in the hell world. They are among the top in the "God's Reserve Scroll" and the "Peerless List of Worlds". figure.

"God's Storage Scroll" comes from the Temple of Destiny.

"The Peerless List of Worlds" was composed by Tiangong.

The Fuxiang girl wore a blue crystal veil and had slender jade arms. She opened a crystal bow. On the bowstring, the rules of heaven and earth were twisted together and condensed into a translucent arrow.

The direction pointed by the tip of the arrow was Yan Wushen, who was thousands of miles away.

In terms of archery skills, Fu Xiang Nu was ranked number one among the gods in the entire universe. Compared with her, Emperor Omori was no different from a child who had just learned to hold a bow.

Yan Yu's voice was gentle and he said: "Put it away first!"

Fu Xiangnu didn't sheath her arrow, and said in a cold voice: "Do you think Zhang Ruochen can kill Yan Wushen? I heard that after Yan Wushen returned from the third dark star, not only did his cultivation improve greatly, but his longevity was reversed. There was no doubt that he had some kind of opportunity there."

Yan Yu said: "It is best not to be us who kill Yan Wushen. There is no internal fighting in the Yan Luo clan. The Yan family of Tianwai Tian and the Yan family of Dark Abyss are the closest families. No, to be precise, there is no Dark Abyss Yan at all. 's statement.

"The Dark Secret Umbrella can indeed deceive all secrets, even from the gods. However, it cannot be hidden from people's hearts. As long as Yan Wushen dies after being hit by an arrow, then everyone will know that you must be the one who shot him."

"I don't know why Zhang Ruochen wanted to kill Yan Wushen, but I can feel the murderous intent in him. Moreover, he seems to want outsiders to think that he represents us."

Female Fuxiang said: "The opportunity is fleeting. If we don't kill now, when the divine will of Lord Fulu arrives, there will be no chance again."

Yan Yu put his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering, and said calmly: "Give Zhang Ruochen a chance, I can see that his murderous intention is very determined."

Fu Xiangnu loosened her fingers, and the arrow on the bowstring disappeared automatically. The crystal bow was carried on her back, and it was a bit longer than her slender body.