God Emperor

The void space is filled with chaotic energy, and every wave it creates has the power to destroy the world.

In the center of chaotic energy, three figures clashed at close range, all at extremely fast speeds.

"Bang bang."

The sword energy, the sword light, and the death energy were intertwined with each other, turning hundreds of miles into a restricted area. Even with Granny Haitang's cultivation level, she wouldn't dare to approach easily.

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to hurt Qi Hai again, so he naturally retreated far away and did not try to show off and join the god-level battle.

Xiao Hei was eager to try, but was stopped by Zhang Ruochen.

"This emperor wants to kill the gods."

Xiao Hei was full of momentum and wanted to break away from Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen knew how cowardly Xiao Hei was, but he decided to intervene when he saw Bai Qing'er and Blood Spirit Fairy were attacking. Otherwise, if you encounter a false god, you will have long since escaped!

"Yes, I want to kill the gods, but if Mo Yunduan wants to escape, Blood Lingxian and Bai Qing'er can't stop him. Only you can." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xiao Hei calmed down, realized his importance, and nodded cautiously.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the battlefield again and saw that Blood Lingxian and Bai Qing'er joined forces, but they could only fight equally with Mo Yunduan. Moreover, it was Grandma Haitang who created this situation by constantly using her mental power to attack and interfere with Moyunduan.

Blood Spirit Fairy and Bai Qing'er were indeed very strong, but they could not sustain a god-level battle for a long time. Their supreme bodies could not bear it.

Mo Yunduan obviously had the idea of ​​dragging them to death. Although he was beaten upside down, he did not use the forbidden self-destruction technique of burning longevity or burning soul.

"Now, it's my turn to take action!"

Zhang Ruochen took out the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead and held it between his hands. The bloody energy escaped from his palms and activated it.

The Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead emits bright brilliance, and faintly, whispers of curses can be heard.

With Zhang Ruochen's mental strength and cultivation level, even if he activates the supreme holy weapon, the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead, it will be difficult to affect the false god. However, there is a top spiritual power saint in the universe.

The old man with seven hands.

The Seven-Handed Old Man is the only being in the hell world who is not a god but can become a god. He is called the "God of Gambling". He had escaped from a false god and Bai Qing'er one after another, which shows his strong mental strength.

The spiritual power of the Seven-Handed Old Man surged out from the Space-Time Divine Martial Mark between Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows and injected into the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead.

"Dark Light Curse." Zhang Ruochen muttered softly.

In the distance, Mo Yunduan slapped the Blood Spirit Immortal away with his palm, and then waved the war flag. Seeing that the flying flag was like a magic blade, it was about to cut into Bai Qing'er's neck.

"Wow!"

A layer of dark green light emerged, blocking the battle flag.

The dark green light formed a sphere ten feet in diameter, trapping Mo Yunduan inside.

Bai Qing'er was shocked and glanced at Zhang Ruochen in the distance.

Of course Mo Yunduan knew that it was Zhang Ruochen who ruined his good deeds, otherwise the blow just now would have avenged the humiliation of being beheaded by Bai Qing'er.

Blood Spirit Immortal seized the opportunity and merged his sword with his sword, turning it into a sword light with extremely fast speed. It passed through the dark light and stabbed Mo Yunduan between the eyebrows.

The tip of the sword only penetrated half an inch, and Mo Yunduan punched out.

"Bang!"

The false god's punch destroyed all the stars. Naturally, the Blood Spirit Immortal couldn't bear it. His chest collapsed, his internal organs turned into blood and mud, and his body flew out like a cannonball.

Bai Qing'er grasped the opportunity more accurately, and like a stream of light, he slashed Mo Yunduan from the back with a knife.

"Pfft!"

Mo Yunduan's divine body was split into two halves.

A large amount of divine blood escaped from between the two halves of the divine body.

The half-god body on the left waved the battle flag again, and the flagpole swept across Bai Qinger's body, sending her flying in a completely different direction from the Blood Spirit Fairy.

Bai Qing'er was injured more and more, and her white clothes had already been stained with blood.

"Blood-eating curse." Zhang Ruochen read.

The divine cloud rolled, and the two halves of the divine body at the end of the cloud merged into one.

However, due to being attacked by Zhang Ruochen's blood-devouring curse, a lot of divine blood was lost in his body. In addition, Bai Qing'er's crescent-shaped flying knife contained pure original power, so that even if his divine body re-condensed, there would still be a line of blood left where he was cut.

Whether it was a decapitation blow or a clone blow, he suffered a lot of trauma.

"Damn it! Didn't you say that the vitality of the false god is very weak? Why did he feel like nothing happened when he was hit twice by the Supreme Saint Artifact?" Zhang Ruochen knew that Blood Lingxian and Bai Qing'er were seriously injured, so he was naturally a little worried.

"Weak vitality? Who did you hear this from? The Blood God of War or the Blood Queen? It's only when compared with them that we call it weak. After all, the false god has cultivated a divine body and is no longer at the same life level as the Great Sage. There is a huge difference in vitality. It is possible to fight against false gods or escape from false gods, but if we want to defeat false gods or even kill gods, we must be willing to die. "

Xiao Hei said seriously: "Now you understand that Grandma Haitang and Xue Lingxian stayed to help you. What a favor you have accepted! They are helping you at the cost of their own lives to help you stay." Hell Realm. They respect your choice because you have helped Kunlun Realm."

"Boom."

Mo Yunduan broke the Dark Light Curse, looked fiercely, and threw out the battle flag in his hand.

The battle flag released a blazing divine light, like an arrow, shooting towards the Blood Spirit Immortal.

The Blood Spirit Immortal held up his injured body, and the blood on his body flowed upstream like a stream, gathering towards the stone sword. He gritted his teeth and said, "Sword Thirteen..."

Before the sword intention could be condensed and formed, the battle flag penetrated his sword domain.

Grandma Haitang appeared in front of the Blood Spirit Fairy. She pointed her wooden staff forward and used her mental power to form a crystal clear shield, like the extreme wall of the world.

"Bang!"

The battle flag shattered the shield, and Grandma Haitang and Blood Spirit Fairy were thrown away at the same time.

The wooden stick in Granny Haitang's hand shattered into powder.

Not everyone can block the strike of the False God, just like not everyone can block the sword of Wuma Jiuxing. Granny Haitang is obviously still far from being a Yuanhui-level figure.

"Since you are such a hindrance, I will kill you remnants of the Kunlun Realm first."

Mo Yunduan used a magical power, took one step, and reached Granny Haitang and the Blood Spirit Immortal, and stepped on them with one foot. Countless regular divine patterns appeared on the legs, and a sea of ​​thunder condensed by gray lightning appeared under his feet.

One kick of God can destroy all living beings.

"Infinite Curse."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were bloodshot and he roared.

Mo Yunduan used his soul to carry the infinite curse, and the soles of his feet became as huge as the lake and the sea, and he stepped down with undiminished power.

"Boom!"

Granny Haitang's eyes were deep, she raised her head to look at the sky, seeing life and death as nothing. She spread her hands and pinched them into fingerprints, and said hoarsely: "The sea has changed, and the flowers are blooming on the other side."

The sound of water waves sounded.

With Grandma Haitang as the center, an ocean was born out of thin air, with waves rising thousands of feet.

Above her head, a gorgeous flower bloomed, and the brilliance it emitted reflected the ocean into blood red, making the flower's fragrance smell in the empty space.

The bright red flowers block the suppressed divine feet and gray thunder begonias.

"You are like an ant, but you dare to rebel against God?"

The divine body at Moyunduan continued to expand, and the power erupted from the divine feet became stronger and stronger, crushing the bright red flowers one foot away, and the ocean below was suppressed and became calm.

Bloodstains appeared on Granny Haitang's head, and spread to her face, neck, hands, and feet, as if they were about to break together with the flowers on her head.

The Blood Spirit Immortal's chest was bleeding, and he clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands. Thousands of sword energy rushed out of his body, and then rushed into the stone sword like a hummingbird returning to its nest.

"Sword...ten...three..."

"boom!"

The Blood Spirit Immortal disappeared on the spot and turned into an earth-shattering sword light that penetrated the gray sea of ​​thunder.

Between heaven and earth, no one can stop this sword.

"puff!"

The sea of ​​thunder dissipated, Moyun was pierced by a sword, and the divine body was torn apart.

The divine blood was like rain, spilling into the ocean at Granny Haitang's feet.

"Very good!"

Xiao Hei shouted excitedly.

Zhang Ruochen also showed a knowing smile. It should be noted that Blood Spirit Immortal's move of Sword Thirteen can not only kill the physical body, but also the soul and mental power. The former goddess of the Temple of Destiny was killed instantly by the sword.

No matter how strong the false god's vitality is, he must probably die, right?

The smile on Zhang Ruochen's face quickly faded.

I saw that the fragmented divine body floating in the void had regrouped, and even the spilled divine blood flew back.

Mo Yunduan's body appeared in front of everyone again.

Mo Yunduan became a lot weaker and said coldly: "What a powerful sword. If your sword hit my divine sea and divine source accurately, I'm afraid I would really have fallen at this moment. Unfortunately, I avoided it The vital point."

The Blood Spirit Immortal became even weaker, but extremely calm, saying: "So what? This sword has severely injured you. Is your soul on the verge of being broken?"

"Can you still fight?" Mo Yun asked.

The Blood Spirit Immortal looked at his tattered body, shook his head, and said: "If I fight you alone, I will die today. But, they are still here, enough to kill you."

Mo Yunduan glanced at Bai Qing'er, Zhang Ruochen, Xiao Hei, and Granny Haitang. He knew that today's situation was unstoppable, so he couldn't help laughing, "Okay, you are very good. You are all top-notch figures in this Yuanhui. But, I want to leave, but you can’t stop me. Just wait, especially you two. The Temple of Destiny will judge you. The head of the Blood Jue Family and the Goddess Twelve Houses will suffer disaster because of you.”

Mo Yunduan pointed at Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing'er, and then with a wave of his hand, he tore open the space and wanted to return to the real world.

"If you want to leave, have you asked the Emperor for permission?"

Xiao Hei roared: "Kill the gods and demons for nine days and ten earths!"

In this void space, thirty-one bright lights emerged, shining like thirty-one stars.

Among them, three large stars are located in the center, and twenty-eight small stars rotate around it. It is the three-walled and twenty-eight-constellation formation that was refined from three supreme sacred vessels and twenty-eight royal sacred vessels.

When fighting against Bai Qing'er and Blood Spirit Fairy at Moyunduan, Xiao Hei quietly laid out the formation, and everyone was in its formation.

When the clouds were full of surprise and uncertainty, a golden crow flew towards him.

The divine fire on the Golden Crow's feathers was blazing and hit him directly.

"Boom!"

The body of the Golden Crow exploded, and inside was the supreme holy weapon, the Ancient Golden Crow Cauldron.

Suffering this sudden heavy blow, Mo Yunduan's old injuries recurred. There were half-hand-wide cracks on his neck, between his eyebrows, between his legs, and on his chest, and the blood flowed out uncontrollably.

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