God Emperor

The body of the ancient Yunqing Buddha is shining with golden light and has a peaceful Buddha aura. The sacred clothes and cassocks on the body are covered with various Buddha treasures.

However, the gods standing under the corpse did not feel any sense of peace. Their bodies were filled with chills, their eyes gradually became dark, and unknown dangerous auras came from all directions.

"Guacridine!"

A hoarse and weird cry rang out, making the souls of the gods tremble.

"It's that ghost-like monster..."

The True God Yuancang of the Dark Temple was extremely afraid and said this in a low voice.

"Pfft!"

The divine world of Yuancang Zhenshen was shattered, and seven explosions were heard from his body. The last one was the sound of his head exploding.

Divine blood splashed out.

The six explosions in front were the sounds of the six protective treasures on his body being destroyed.

From the bloody neck of Yuancang True God, a large amount of divine energy surged out, and the headless body quickly expanded and became larger, turning into a giant divine body, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Yuancang!" Jiang Qing called out.

An ancient middle-ranked god died suddenly. The god's blood splashed on Wujiang, Jiangqing, and Mahayan beside him, as hot as lava.

"Go, go quickly, separate and escape!"

Wujiang was very decisive, turned into a dark divine light, and chose a direction to rush out.

Jiang Qing, Maha Yan, and the shadow that controlled the Dark Light Magic Sky Talisman also fled each other.

Faced with such a terrifying existence, the middle god who has cultivated into the world of gods will die if he wants to. Only by escaping separately can he have a chance to survive.

Gui Si and Tian Que Shen Ji were also trembling with fear. They had no mood to pay attention to Zhang Ruochen and Feng Chen Sword God. They each held up a protective talisman and disappeared into the ravines of the corpses of gods the size of mountains.

The dark light magic sky talisman was taken away by the shadow, and the dark field formed by the talisman disappeared, and the five true gods of the Yama tribe appeared. They were all exhausted, and two of them were seriously injured.

The one with the highest cultivation level is Qian Kong, a high-ranking god of the Yan clan of the Dark Abyss. He has red hair and green eyes, a nose like an eagle, and is two feet tall. His whole body is covered with magic chains as thick as a bowl.

It is precisely because of the great master Qian Kong that they can withstand the attacks of the Dark Light Huantian Divine Talisman and the spiritual power god of the Dark Temple, and have been able to support them until now.

There was no time to explain or say words of gratitude. They communicated through messages and made an appointment to meet in the west of the city. Everyone immediately split up and fled.

Xiao Hei followed Zhang Ruochen closely, saying that he wanted to protect him.

Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei walked quickly, moving at extremely fast speeds, weaving between the corpses of gods and boulders.

In the ancient and abandoned city, there are countless corpses of gods.

Some corpses of gods, more than 100,000 miles long, fell to the ground. To mortals, they seemed to have turned into a world.

Some of the divine corpses were only a few feet long, floating like lanterns in the corrupted river of divine blood.

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They were very powerful when they were alive, and even the dark power did not allow their bodies to completely decay.

This place is like a cemetery of divine corpses and a world of doomsday gods. The deeper you go into it, the more shocked you are. The ancient ruined city is too vast and there are too many divine corpses. It is hard to imagine what would happen if these powerful gods from the past and present were still alive. What a horrific sight?

Who on earth killed them?

Xiao Hei complained: "It's too dangerous. A total of five false gods from the Yan clan in the Dark Abyss entered the ancient and abandoned city, and all of them fell. The true gods have such powerful vitality, but they die at will, without the ability to fight back."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Zhang Ruochen, we'd better escape from the ancient and ruined city and leave the abyss of darkness. Anyway, your spiritual power has become a god. Even if you can't become a god in martial arts in the future, you still have a chance to become a cosmic power. Look, Isn’t it too powerful?”

Zhang Ruochen said: "Don't talk nonsense! I have clues about the Udumbara Flower. Maybe I can use this to find Yin Xuetian's body."

"What clue?"

"The Udumbara flower may be in the west of the city."

"Great, why didn't you tell me earlier? The Udumbara flower is a magical medicine in the world. Once found, our spiritual power will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, and we may be able to lay the foundation for becoming a Supreme Being in the future."

Xiao Hei was so excited that he never mentioned leaving again.

Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei were heading west along a dark red river of Corrupt God's Blood.

The blood river is hundreds of feet wide, and the divine blood in the river is polluted by dark power and unknown strange energy, emitting a foul and unpleasant smell.

"That ghost-like beast doesn't seem to be chasing us."

Xiao Hei and Zhang Ruochen slowed down, and then they set up a concealment formation to cover up their auras, and their figures disappeared.

"How big is this ancient and ruined city, and where is the west of the city? Why do I feel that this is not a city at all, but an ancient world? Do you think it was a big world that fell here? "

Zhang Ruochen said: "It is said that the ancient and abandoned city is huge and boundless. If you want to get around it, you have to walk thousands of miles."

Xiao Hei felt a headache. He was thousands of miles away from the outside world. With their cultivation, they could cross it in an instant. However, this is an ancient and ruined city, the burial place of gods, filled with all kinds of rules and divine patterns, which severely suppresses their cultivation power.

There is no difference between this place and the ten sacred cities in the hell world!

If you want to cross thousands of miles, you don’t know how much time it will take.

And every day you stay in the ancient and abandoned city, the danger will increase.

"Huh!"

After walking for a long time, Xiao Hei noticed something, his eyes brightened, and he said: "Zhang Ruochen, please wait here for me for a while, there is something good."

With a swish sound, Xiao Hei rushed out and entered a towering sacred mountain shrouded in blue mist.

This sacred mountain is an ancient divine corpse, lying on the ground for thousands of miles. Many places are covered with black mud, and the corpse is severely decayed.

Zhang Ruochen used the Eye of Truth and saw a group of purple light flashing in the "Towering Sacred Mountain", accompanied by streaks of electric light, which should be pregnant with some kind of treasure.

Zhang Ruochen was worried about encountering unknown dangers and was trapped inside, so he did not follow.

He observed the surrounding environment. It was very quiet and he did not notice any dangerous atmosphere.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen saw a black whirlpool in the blood river next to him. The surroundings of the vortex are filled with powerful dark forces, as well as strong space and time fluctuations.

Zhang Ruochen was very familiar with this power, and with a joyful expression on his face, he released the Holy Aspect of Time and approached the black vortex.

The holy phase of time is also in a whirlpool-like state and cannot be seen by the naked eye.

The two whirlpools quickly overlapped, and then, under Zhang Ruochen's control, flew out of the blood river and returned to his side.

In the center of the vortex, there is a black crystal stone the size of a pigeon egg, which can swallow light, space, and time.

This is solid dark space-time matter!

Back then, Zhang Ruochen had obtained dozens of drops of dark space-time matter from inside the dark star.

The dark space-time matter obtained at that time was all in liquid state.

Even a drop of liquid dark space-time matter has the power to kill the Great Sage.

At this moment, the black spar in the Holy Form of Time is a solid dark space-time substance. Although it is only the size of a pigeon egg, it contains a hundred or a thousand times more power of darkness, space, and time than liquid dark space-time substance.

This is a real treasure!

If it were detonated, the destructive power that would erupt would probably be no less than that of a god's self-destruction source.

However, precisely because of its terrifying power and difficulty in controlling it, Zhang Ruochen was more cautious. If it accidentally exploded, he would be the first to die on the spot.

Half a day later, Xiao Hei returned.

It held a crystal clear purple stone grass in its hand and said ostentatiously: "Who said there are no great opportunities in the ancient and abandoned city? There are still treasures, but at least a true god can pick them."

"This corpse fossil dendrobium plant was conceived from the corpse of a powerful god-level person. It has grown for at least five yuanhui, and it is a peerless treasure material for refining divine elixirs. With it, this emperor's My cultivation is about to improve by leaps and bounds!”

"There should be other rare treasures. Although this ancient and abandoned city is dangerous, it also offers great opportunities. I don't want to leave at all now, and I am looking forward to seeing how many good things I can encounter next."

Zhang Ruochen didn't show any look of envy on his face, which disappointed Xiao Hei.

"What are you fishing for?" Xiao Hei asked curiously.

Zhang Ruochen was holding a bone whip and sitting on the bank of the Divine River, looking like he was fishing.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, let's go!"

He raised the bone whip upwards, and a huge copper coffin flew up from the other end of the whip.

Only then did Xiao Hei realize that Zhang Ruochen was not fishing for anything, but filling the copper coffin with divine blood.

In the copper coffin, there are god-eating insects.

"You actually used the divine blood here to raise the divine eating insects?" Xiao Hei said in surprise.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The divine blood in this blood river flows from the corpses of gods. When these corpses were alive, they were all earth-shattering. Their divine blood must contain infinite power, and they should be able to cultivate the god-eating insects to the third level. Four generations."

Xiao Hei licked his lips, his heart was very excited, he really wanted Zhang Ruochen to share half of the God-Eating Insect with him.

It has seen the horror of the God-Eating Insect Swarm before. Now, only the third generation can threaten the life of the true god.

How terrifying would it be if it were raised to the fourth generation?

However, Xiao Hei really couldn't speak this time.

Because back then, Zhang Ruochen had already given it a nest of three-legged corpse-eating insects, but it was raised to death by itself!

Although the ranking of the three-legged corpse-eating insect in "The Collection of Thousand Insects" is not as good as that of the god-eating insect, it is still ranked high. If they had not been nourished to death, they would probably have turned into a powerful insect swarm by now.

Now that it sees Zhang Ruochen in charge of such a group of God-Eating Insects that are comparable to the Holy Army, it naturally only feels envious in its heart.

Sneak all the way west.

Half a month later.

Zhang Ruochen, who was sitting cross-legged in the eye socket of a bone corpse, sensed a powerful wave of divine power appearing in the distance. The air currents and rules between heaven and earth are rapidly converging in a certain direction.

"Someone has become a god!"

Zhang Ruochen suddenly stood up, flew to the top of the corpse, and looked into the distance.

This is a powerful surge of power that occurs when martial arts become a god and the new god absorbs the power between heaven and earth.

who is it?

At present, almost all the supreme saints who have entered the Dark Abyss are from the Yan clan of the Dark Abyss.

Zhang Ruochen felt happy and worried in his heart. He was happy that no accident happened to Yan Wushen and the others, at least there were still people alive. The worry is that the fluctuations caused by becoming a god are too strong and can easily lead to taboos in the ancient and abandoned city.

Xiao Hei sensed the treasure again. One day ago, he entered a 30,000-mile-long sacred corpse mountain and has not come out yet.

Zhang Ruochen left a message for it, put away the sundial, jumped off the corpse, and rushed towards the direction where the fluctuation of divine power was coming from.