God Emperor

"So what if you step into the realm of gods? In my dark formation, you are destined to be suppressed."

Wujiang's eyes were as cold as frost, and his mental power was released, triggering the formation inscriptions of the dark formation. Suddenly, the metal mountains on the ground rushed upwards, like towering giants, heading toward Prajna.

Wujiang's senior brother is a formation master.

Most of those who can become divine masters have spiritual power above level 80, and the refined formations are enough to suppress the true gods.

Moreover, Wujiang has not only become a god in martial arts, but also has reached the seventieth level of spiritual power, which is enough to make the dark array explode with the power it deserves.

The center of dozens of metal mountains exudes colorful brilliance.

"Boom!"

The five-color supreme power and sword energy tore all the mountains into pieces.

Prajna's peerless figure rushed out from the rubble, holding a multicolored stone sword, and slashed out a sword arc that was dozens of miles long.

Wujiang soared up, made fingerprints with both hands, and from the black electric lines between his eyebrows, a dark light of destruction flew out.

Wherever the beam flew, the space vibrated violently.

"Bang!"

After the two attacks collided, a powerful shock wave erupted, knocking Zhang Ruochen and the Nine-toothed Wolf God General away from the picture scroll world.

Although Prajna and Wujiang have just entered the realm of gods, the realm of lower gods, they have accumulated rich experience before becoming gods, and they are both Yuanhui-level representatives.

When you step into the realm of gods, you are the strongest among true gods.

However, Zhang Ruochen and the Nine-toothed Wolf God General could not withstand the aftermath of their battle.

"What a powerful force. There is a huge difference between the Holy Realm and the Divine Realm." Zhang Ruochen thought.

The nine-toothed wolf god general's eyes the size of copper bells were full of contempt and said: "Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen, Luo Ji, Gu Shejing, Prajna, the women who are close to you have all entered the divine realm. Don’t you feel ashamed to be a strong person among the true gods? Don’t you think you are not worthy of them?”

"What does it have to do with you?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

"Did you know that even the gods don't have such blessings as you? Of course I am jealous. The more I look at you, the angrier I get. Kill!"

The nine-toothed wolf god general was very honest and said what was in his heart, and then controlled the thousand-foot-long phantom of the wolf to attack Zhang Ruochen.

At the same time, his feet released a large amount of thunder and lightning, turning into a sea of ​​electricity, covering Zhang Ruochen, destroying the Eternal Return Domain layer by layer.

As long as Zhang Ruochen's Dao domain defense is broken, it will be easy to kill him.

"Bang!"

The phantom of the thousand-foot-long divine wolf hit the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror with one claw, collided with Zhang Ruochen's palm print, and knocked Zhang Ruochen back more than a hundred miles away. Then, taking advantage of the victory, he pursued and attacked with one claw after another.

The battle between Prajna and Wujiang became more intense, and the divine power in his body was more than ten times better than the nine-toothed wolf divine realm. The aftermath of every blow and collision of divine power spreads throughout the world of the picture scroll like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

"Ten Thousand Hands of Life and Death Palm Seals."

Wujiang stood in the kingdom of the underworld, surrounded by mountains of bones, dark cities, and red rivers. Ten thousand palms flew out from behind and turned into ten thousand palm clouds in the sky, attacking Prajna.

Wujiang has a special physique and thousands of hands and eyes. This is the fundamental reason why he was chosen as a disciple by the oldest being in the Dark Temple.

"The River Styx travels three thousand miles."

Prajna is graceful and graceful, with swaying long hair. He holds a staff in one hand and makes finger tricks with the other.

A winding Styx condensed around her delicate body, spiraling upwards, making a "swishing" sound of water, and rushed towards the falling palm clouds.

The river is three thousand miles long, and the aura of death covers the entire picture scroll world.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The palm cloud keeps breaking and cannot fall on Prajna.

Wujiang's eyes were sharp, and he spread his hands. In the kingdom of the underworld, a dark city three hundred miles long flew up. The city wall made of huge rocks was covered with Yin flags, and thousands of dead souls were shouting in the city.

What he practiced was the "Underworld Scroll" and the "Underworld Ancestor Scroll" among the eight volumes of the "Book of the Underworld".

Each volume is comparable to the Heavenly Skills Book on the "Taiyi Divine Skills List".

The Kingdom of the Underworld is condensed by practicing the "Netherworld Scroll". It has the power to resist the gate of the true self, which is Wujiang's most proud method.

The dark city pressed down, and even Prajna felt the pressure.

She planted the Destiny Staff on the ground and formed a seal with her hands.

Suddenly, the light of the Jue Staff became stronger and bigger, supporting the dark city that was pressed down, and constantly absorbing the dark power into the staff, transforming it into its own power.

Immediately afterwards, Prajna took out a green-brown disk and hit Wujiang suspended in the air.

This disk, called the "Destiny Sky Disk", is a destiny treasure that is not weaker than the Destiny Stick.

The destiny disk swelled with the wind, became ten feet in size, and rotated rapidly, distorting the space of the scroll world full of formation inscriptions, sinking inward, and causing cracks in the space to appear.

If she performs this move in the starry sky, the Destiny Sky Disk will be enough to destroy a starry sky, and every star will be turned into pieces.

"She has so many supreme holy weapons and secret treasures on her body, which are enough to withstand the dark formation. It is really difficult to deal with it."

Wujiang tried his best to mobilize the power of the dark array and condensed a miniature black hole in front of him to block the attacking Destiny Sky Disk.

"Take it from me!" he yelled.

In the miniature black hole, traces of black formation inscriptions escape, entwining the fate of the sky.

"As expected of the formation chart refined by the master of the formation method, it can actually suppress the destiny disk." Prajna's face changed slightly, he was very decisive, stepped on the Styx, held a colorful stone sword, and attacked the miniature black hole with his true body.

"Uh-huh!"

The colorful stone sword is the supreme holy weapon, and every sword strike is infinitely powerful.

Prajna finally cut through the miniature black hole, took back the destiny disk, and attacked Wujiang again.

Wujiang quickly retreated, activating the power of the dark formation to neutralize Prajna's sword energy, and sneered: "Your Highness Prajna is indeed the strongest goddess of the Yuanhui in the Temple of Destiny. Wujiang admires you, but it's a pity that you secretly cast your mind. Why do you want to do this?" Choose Zhang Ruochen who is destined to never become a god? "

"You don't deserve to know why."

Behind Prajna, there is the gate of the true self suspended, fighting against the boundless kingdom of the underworld and the dark formation.

Wujiang said again: "I admit that even in the dark formation, it is extremely difficult to suppress you. However, His Highness Prajna, don't forget that there is Zhang Ruochen in the formation. How long do you think Zhang Ruochen can last? ?”

really.

Hearing this, Prajna couldn't help but look worried and looked at Zhang Ruochen.

A false god like the Nine-toothed Wolf God General definitely has the combat power to kill Yuanhui-level geniuses. Now, Zhang Ruochen has been suppressed by the power of the dark formation and trapped in the formation. The space for escape is limited, which can be said to be very dangerous.

"We must break through the dark formation as soon as possible and escape from the world of the scroll."

Just as Prajna had this thought, a feeling of extreme danger came.

It turned out that Wujiang said those words on purpose to distract her.

At this moment, Wujiang held up the light and shadow of the ancestor of the underworld, sucked in the energy of heaven and earth, and breathed out the light of darkness. It was like the underworld ancestor was born, and struck a shocking blow, bombarding Prajna and falling to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of formation inscriptions rushed out from the ground, turning into vines as thin as hair, wrapping around her legs and spreading to her whole body.

"Wow!"

The five-color sword energy cut off all the formation inscriptions, and Prajna escaped.

…

On the other side, Zhang Ruochen was indeed having a difficult battle. He was suppressed by the phantom of the Thousand-Zhang Wolf God, and was beaten back and forth, unable to compete.

The Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror, the Vajra Moon Wheel, the Pure Sword, and the Wujin Zhan Tianzhu, the four supreme holy weapons flew around Zhang Ruochen, flying out continuously and colliding head-on with the thousand-foot-long phantom of the Wolf God.

The nine-toothed wolf god general laughed: "So what about secular myths? So what about controlling several supreme holy weapons? In the eyes of the gods, the holy realm will always be an ant."

The nine-toothed wolf god turned his right hand into a palm knife, activated the divine electricity, and slashed straight at Zhang Ruochen, breaking through the realm of eternal return.

Zhang Ruochen held the broad Shen Yuan ancient sword and blocked it with a horizontal sword.

"boom!"

The black metal-like ground beneath Zhang Ruochen's feet shattered into pieces and sank more than ten meters.

The nine-toothed wolf god general's hand collided with the sharp edge of Shen Yuan's ancient sword, but was not injured at all. Under the protection of divine energy and regular divine patterns, it was as hard as divine iron.

The nine-toothed wolf god general showed a ferocious smile, with nine sharp teeth and a bright red tongue, as if he wanted to eat Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were calm, and golden regular divine patterns surged out of the sea of ​​energy.

It is the burial gold rule divine pattern.

The burial gold rule divine pattern contains a powerful aura of death, which rushes into Zhang Ruochen's arms. In an instant, his arms were covered with dense golden patterns, his divine power surged, and his aura was actually somewhat more powerful than the nine-toothed wolf god general.

"How could it be...I know, it's the Golden Burial White Tiger..." The eyes of the Nine-toothed Wolf God General suddenly changed.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen's strength surged, and he dragged Shen Yuan's ancient sword, slashing the nine-toothed wolf god general and flying backwards.

His divine hand covered with wolf hair flows with bright red divine blood.

"Burial of Gold Sword Technique."

The burial gold rules and divine patterns merge with the rules of swordsmanship to form a brand new swordsmanship.

The ancient swords of Zhang Ruochen and Shen Yuan turned into a sword light and hit the chest of the nine-toothed wolf god general who was flying upside down in the air.

"Pfft!"

The sword breaks the divine body.

The body of the nine-toothed wolf god general hit the ground hard, and then hit the ground more than ten miles away, plowing a ravine.

The ravine was filled with divine blood.

Zhang Ruochen stood with a sword in his hand, his body full of divine power and golden light shining.

After changing paths with the Buried Gold White Tiger, he lost half of the nearly 60 trillion rules of the Holy Dao in his body. However, in exchange for two trillion Dao Burial Gold Rule Divine Marks.

It should be noted that the power erupted from one Golden Burial Rule Divine Mark is comparable to a hundred Holy Path Rules.

In other words, although Zhang Ruochen only has more than 300,000 rules, his combat power can reach the level of more than 200 trillion holy rules. It is a holy realm, but it is far better than a holy realm.

He has reached a level of combat power that all Yuanhui-level geniuses look up to.

Moreover, he can continue to practice the rules of the holy way and has greater room for growth.

The nine-toothed wolf god general had a huge bloody hole in his chest. With difficulty, he got up from the ground and gritted his teeth and shouted: "This god will never... lose to a holy monk... ow..."

The vitality of the gods is powerful.

The bloody hole in his chest healed quickly.

"Up to now, you still treat me as a holy monk. It seems necessary to tell you today, what exactly is a secular myth?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to delay any longer. He held the sword in both hands, and all the golden burial rules and kendo rules revolved around him. At the same time, the Eternal Return Realm reappeared and shrank towards him.

In the realm of Tao, time and space are chaotic, the realm of truth appears, and the chaos of the five elements turns into a sea of ​​qi.

And all of this is integrated into one sword.