God Emperor

In the kingdom of the underworld, there are boundless bodies, countless in number, tens of thousands, countless.

Every figure is a spiritual clone.

All Wujiang spoke at the same time, and their voices gathered together: "The relics of the Buddha and the equality of all living beings are indeed remarkable. However, how can a mere holy monk like you understand the methods of the true god?"

"In order to deal with you, I have a hundred thousand divine thoughts coming together. Each divine thought is a clone."

"You are equal to all living beings. Don't you want to lower your cultivation level to the level of my divine thought? Can you defeat a hundred thousand with one person?"

Those sounds rise and fall like echoes.

At that time, the Black-Hearted Demon Lord divided three thousand spiritual thoughts, and the condensed clone had the combat power of a top powerhouse in the Great Saint Realm. Although Wujiang's cultivation is incomparable to that of the Black-Hearted Demon Lord who has survived the Yuanhui catastrophe, the clone that can be condensed by releasing one hundred thousand divine thoughts at once is indeed extraordinary.

Zhang Ruochen did not look panicked and said: "I think it's not just as simple as a hundred thousand divine thoughts, right? Wujiang, I didn't expect that you can cultivate so many divine thoughts in a short period of time. But, I can only regret it. Let me tell you, these spiritual thoughts of yours came at the right time and are of great use to me.”

The God-Eating Insects have eaten a large number of divine corpses, and it is now the critical time to advance to the third generation.

The greatest ability of the third-generation God-Eating Insect is its mental power and soul attack methods.

If one can leave a boundless hundred thousand divine thoughts and feed them to the God-Eating Insects, the God-Eating Insects will most likely fully evolve into the third generation.

Yan Wushen rushed out of the ice and returned to the stone temple, saying: "If we can destroy his hundred thousand divine thoughts, his soul will be severely damaged."

"Eternity is unified, time and space are separated."

Zhang Ruochen put away the Buddha's relics, and all the rules of the holy way poured out of his body, condensing into a realm that would return forever, covering the country of the underworld.

"Boom."

The cities of death in the kingdom of the underworld collapsed one after another, and the supreme saints of the Yama tribe who were suppressed under the city escaped one after another. They all hated Wujiang to the core, and each used holy magic to attack Wujiang's spiritual thoughts.

If the boundless hundred thousand divine thoughts are united, they will naturally be invincible.

However, at this moment, all the hundred thousand divine thoughts were dispersed, and when they wanted to reunite, they found that Zhang Ruochen's Eternal Return Domain had divided the world into different spaces.

Fighting breaks out.

How can the divine identity separated by Zhang Ruochen be the opponent of the dozens of supreme sages of the Yama tribe who are filled with hatred and anger?

"Kill Wujiang Divine Mind and avenge the dead monks of the Yama clan."

"Boundless bullying is too much."

…

Zhang Ruochen said: "Everyone, don't destroy Wujiang's spiritual thoughts first. Please help us collect them. I will be of great use."

In the dark country of the underworld, a deafening divine voice sounded: "If you want to destroy this god's spiritual thoughts, you are not qualified yet."

A ray of divine light rushed out of the ice as fast as a meteor.

The divine light was unmatched and continuously penetrated the space wall of Zhang Ruochen's domain, instantly absorbing tens of thousands of divine thoughts.

Zhang Ruochen looked intently and saw clearly a finger in the divine light.

On the fingers, regular divine patterns are entwined, and the energy fluctuations are strong.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It is a true divine finger from Wujiang, containing surging blood and a large number of regular divine patterns."

Xue Tu scratched his scalp and said: "I didn't realize that Wujiang was such a ruthless character. He cut off one of his fingers. Using his finger as a clone, once he takes back all the 100,000 divine thoughts, it will be very difficult."

"How is this ruthlessness? It's clearly greed. He wants to seize the treasures from Zhang Ruochen, and he will do whatever it takes." Yan Ting said.

After this incident, Yan Ting's impression of Zhang Ruochen changed a lot.

After all, it was the Great Sage of the Yama clan who was suppressed by Wujiang, and their life and death had nothing to do with Zhang Ruochen. But Zhang Ruochen was willing to take the initiative to rush out of the stone temple and rescue these great sages of the Yama clan.

This is a big risk to take!

From this point of view, although Zhang Ruochen is romantic, he is also passionate and polyamorous, and he is not the kind of treacherous person who abandons his allies at critical moments.

"Bang!"

Yan Wushen rushed into the realm of Eternal Return, with a brilliant light above his head. In the light, he rushed out of a stone bridge, hit the finger of the true god, and intercepted it.

The stone bridge is the Naihe Bridge.

"Origin Tao Tower!"

The original rules in Yan Wushen's body became absorbed, and he condensed an original Tao tower with countless layers, emitting white divine light, and took the true god's fingers into the tower.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

…

Inside the tower, there were loud noises and violent shaking.

"Suppress me!"

The Naihe Bridge spans the sky and the earth and presses above the Origin Dao Tower. All the secret patterns on the bridge light up, crushing the country of the underworld below into two broken Dao realm worlds.

All the divine thoughts that had returned to the realm for eternity were taken away by the supreme sage of the Yama clan and suppressed.

Zhang Ruochen came to the bottom of the Origin Tao Tower, glanced at Yan Wushen, and said, "Open the tower door, and I will take care of it."

"Senior brother, calm down. Although Wujiang is a new god, I think his combat power is stronger than many intermediate gods. Even with just one finger, it is powerful." Xue Tu called out from a distance.

"It's just a god's finger. Why are you afraid of it?"

Although Zhang Ruochen said this, he did not underestimate the true god's finger. The Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror automatically flew out and floated in front of him.

"Okay, let's open it."

Yan Wushen obviously trusts Zhang Ruochen absolutely.

The original Taoist tower dispersed and turned into a series of original rules and air currents, pouring back into Yan Wushen's body.

"Zhang Ruochen, you won't be so lucky next time we meet!" Wujiang shouted.

The fingers of the True God turned into a divine light and rushed towards the ice in the sky.

Obviously, Wujiang knew that with only more than 10,000 divine thoughts and the fingers of a true god, there was no way he could be a match for Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen, so naturally he could only leave with anger.

"receive!"

A ball of flame flew down from the sky and wrapped around the true god's finger.

The flames condensed into pieces, like a layer of armor.

It's the Vulcan Armor!

Zhang Ruochen flashed and appeared above the Vulcan Armor. He pressed down with his foot and suppressed the True God's fingers to the ground. Immediately afterwards, Yan Wushen stepped on the Naihe Bridge and pressed up.

"Boom!"

The true god has a huge body.

The finger of the true god was fully manifested, six to seven hundred meters long, like a mountain peak falling to the ground, and its aura was very strong.

Amidst Wujiang's screams, Zhang Ruochen took away all the spiritual thoughts from the True God's fingers and put them into the mirror space of the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror.

There are still remnant souls struggling in the True God's fingers, but they are no longer something to be afraid of.

Xuetu rushed over immediately and said: "Senior brother, let me do the finishing work! I will refine this true god's finger. I am obsessed with the way of fire. The power of the massacre divine fire will shake heaven and hell. I guarantee that it will not There will be no hidden dangers left.”

Zhang Ruochen was busy refining Wujiang's divine thoughts and preparing to feed the god-eating insects. Yan Wushen wanted to check the injuries of the supreme saints of the Yama tribe, so he was too lazy to spend time dealing with Wujiang's true god fingers.

So, he left it to the bloody slaughter.

"It must be dealt with cleanly, otherwise Wujiang's true body may not be able to find us in the abyss of darkness based on the remaining breath of the true god's fingers." Zhang Ruochen warned.

"Don't worry, when have I ever made a mistake in my work?"

Xuetu was so excited that he took out a treasure gifted by the Death God and began to collect the divine blood from the true god's fingers. With this treasure, the perception of the true god can be blinded.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the gourd-shaped treasure and thought to himself, this guy has a lot of treasures hidden in him!

Without spending much time, Zhang Ruochen refined Wujiang's hundred thousand divine thoughts one by one and threw them into the copper coffin containing the God-Eating Insects. In the copper coffin, there were still uneaten corpses of gods and two corpses of dragon-like beasts.

Being chased in the Abyss of Darkness seems dangerous, but Zhang Ruochen enjoys it and can collect a large amount of divine food for the God-Eating Insects.

Of course, the premise is that you must never encounter the true God.

The Yama clan suffered heavy losses. They had just entered the Abyss of Darkness for a few days and had already lost nine supreme saints.

Although they had been willing to die generously before entering the abyss of darkness, their emotions were still affected and everyone was depressed.

No one knows whether they can reach the destination of this trip alive, the "Great Ming Mountain", or even whether they can reach the "Ancient Abandoned City" where they will meet the True God.

Yan Ting found Yan Wushen, her eyes were red, and she said: "Da Ming Mountain is illusory, and there are only a few records in the classics. If we want to find it, it may be difficult to climb to the sky. Moreover, the old patriarch may not be in Da Ming The mountain may have already..."

"What do you want to say?" Yan Wushen asked.

Yan Ting glanced at Zhang Ruochen and Xuetu in the distance and said: "Rather than looking for a place that may not exist at all, it is better to seize the powerful power in front of you first."

Yan Wushen looked into the stone temple.

Yan Ting said: "Yin Xuetian's cultivation back then surpassed that of Huangquan Galaxy, and the strong men of the ten tribes were unrivaled. Although the Snowy Star Sea Divine Army she refined has never really appeared in the hell world, and there is no record of fighting, but , You also saw just now, how terrifying those human chrysalis are, and there are so many of them."

"If we can wake them up and use them for our use. With this divine army, our Dark Abyss Yan Clan can even dominate the starry sky, let alone protect ourselves, and we will no longer be afraid of the Yan Clan and the Dark Temple."

"In these years, if the Temple of Destiny had not been balancing the forces in the hell world, and if our ancestors had not died, our Yan family in the Dark Abyss would have been eradicated long ago."

"But, how long can this superficial friendship and closeness be maintained with the outbreak of war between heaven and hell? They don't want the patriarch to break through to the level of a god, let alone us develop and grow."

"This is an opportunity, possibly, our only chance!"

Yan Ting's words touched Yan Wushen's heart and made him fall into deep thinking.

…

At the other end, Hai Hai came to Zhang Ruochen and said: "We have to leave as soon as possible. Wujiang's clones can find here, and the strange beasts will definitely come here."

"Furthermore, I heard them say that one of the false gods of the Dark Temple escaped, and it was a very powerful false god. Even if it is not certain, he will come here. There is also the mysterious strong man who killed the false gods of the Dark Temple. , is also a potential threat.”

"The fluctuations in the battle just now are strong and will definitely attract nearby enemies."

Zhang Ruochen showed a surprised look, clasped his hands together, treated each other with Buddhist salutes, and said, "Why is little master Hai Hai so eager to leave? There are sky patterns guarding the stone temple. Wouldn't it be safer to stay here?"

"Yes, my senior brother has the relics of the Buddha. You can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat."

Xuetu always felt that this little nun was very evil and not like a good person, even though he himself was not a good person.