God Emperor

The Yinglong pulling the cart is a pure-blooded divine beast, and is now an adult.

The divine power it exudes is incomparable to ordinary pseudo-gods. Like the scorching sun, it rushes out of the nebula and releases surging waves of divine energy.

Lord Quartz stabilized his figure, stood proudly with his sword in hand, clenched his stone teeth, and burned with boundless fighting spirit in his pair of stone pupils, and shouted coldly: "Wuma Nine Elements!"

"When you know it's me, you should immediately present Tianzun Baogao with both hands."

Nine lines of witches and horses flew out of the Yinxia Yunguang chariot. They were extraordinary in appearance, and their posture was as tall and straight as a divine pine. Their long fiery red hair and handsome face as sharp as a knife showed that they could charm thousands of women. of masculine charm.

After becoming a god for more than a thousand years, Wu Ma Jiuxing has entered the level of a middle god.

The power he erupted caused the space to tremble, and the regular divine patterns automatically condensed into countless sword lights, turning into a bright sea of ​​swords above his head.

Not far away, what the monks on Yunfan Star saw was not a sea of ​​knives.

But a ball of light that is brighter than the sun.

In terms of talent, at the same level, Wu Ma Jiu Xing can compete with the Son of God from the Temple of Destiny.

In terms of wisdom, even Bai Qing'er, who was as witty as a demon, almost fell into his hands.

In terms of forbearance, as the young master of Qiankun Yiqi Hall, he has been practicing in the hell world for thousands of years without revealing his identity.

In terms of ambition, when he was in the realm of the Great Sage, he dared to shout "Whatever is cut is fate." Ordinary gods would not dare to say this.

In front of Lord Quartz and Qingxuan Spirit God, he may only be regarded as a junior in the divine realm, but who dares to underestimate him?

The sword is thrown towards the sky, without cutting the opponent or pulling back the sheath.

Wu Ma Jiuxing has not drawn out to face the sky, but from the sea of ​​​​knives hanging above his head, a dense rain of knives has already flown out, hitting Lord Quartz.

Lord Quartz was extremely depressed. While wielding his sword to resist the rain of knives, he shouted: "Tianzun Baosha is not in my hands. I did not kill Meng Sheng."

But who would believe it?

Qingxuan Spirit God stood aside and did not take any action. He joined forces with Wu Ma Jiuxing to suppress Lord Shi Ying. He didn't take any action and joined forces with Lord Quartz to deal with Wuma Jiuxing, the great enemy in heaven.

Wouldn't it be better to let them fight until both sides suffer and reap the benefits?

Wu Ma Jiu Xing is indeed strong, but Lord Quartz is not weak either. After all, he is a god who has been a god for tens of thousands of years. His foundation is profound and cannot be compared to a new god who has been a god for thousands of years.

Zhang Ruochen had no interest in their fight, stepped on the void, and walked away.

In the starry sky, a mass of invisible energy dispersed, revealing a delicate figure.

He is the disciple of the ancient god Yu Lingshen of the Yaksha tribe, Lord Ailian. He has only entered the realm of gods in the past thousand years. However, he is a top prodigy of the Yaksha clan who has emerged in the hell world and has become the most amazing figure in this era in the royal city of hundreds of clans.

Ai Lianjun stopped in front of Zhang Ruochen, holding a green fan in his hand and smiling warmly: "Until we find Tianzun Baosha, it's better for the old man not to leave."

"What if I have to leave?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Ai Lianjun shook his head and said: "Junior, this is for the sake of senior! If senior must leave, then everyone will probably join hands and disrespect senior first. Why bother?"

"If I want to leave, you all have to join forces. What can you do to me?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"Uh-huh!"

The white-haired figure disappeared from Ai Lianjun's eyes.

Ai Lianjun's eyes changed slightly and she looked back. I saw that Zhang Ruochen had appeared a hundred thousand miles away behind him, and was slowly disappearing into the deep space on his divine steps.

"Senior, please come back!"

Lord Ailian stretched out her left hand, and suddenly her energy surged wildly.

A giant divine hand that is hundreds of thousands of miles long stretches across the universe, with its five fingers opening and closing, trying to capture Zhang Ruochen in the palm of his hand.

Zhang Ruochen still stepped forward, without looking back, and just waved his sleeves gently.

Immediately, the giant hand of the god disappeared into thin air, and all the regular divine patterns poured back into Lord Ailian's body, shocking Lord Ailian who was hundreds of thousands of miles away and flew out.

"No one can leave!"

The sharp voice of Wu Ma Jiuxing seemed to come from the deep space of the universe, as bright and deafening as divine thunder.

A condensed sword light condensed in the starry sky, forming a crescent shape.

The sword light flew past, and the space was split open, turning into a long and narrow broken belt.

Zhang Ruochen still walked forward, his steps were old and he didn't take any action at all.

However, one star after another was captured by his powerful mental power, flew backwards, and collided with the crescent-shaped sword light. Some of these stars were hundreds of miles in diameter, and some were thousands of miles in diameter. They were chopped into rocks by the light of the sword and were thrown away behind Zhang Ruochen.

However, none of the rocks could hit Zhang Ruochen.

The light of the sword was eventually washed away by the rain of stars, disappearing into nothingness.

Qingxuan Lingshen put his two fingers together, put them to his lips and bit them, causing blood to flow out.

With his blood-stained finger, he pointed in the direction Zhang Ruochen had left, and powerful mental power burst out, forming a blood-red cage millions of miles away.

The cage was eight thousand miles in diameter, like a blood-red planet, enveloping Zhang Ruochen.

This is the divine method of the Dark Temple, the Blood Purification Divine Prison, which can only be practiced by gods with extremely powerful spiritual power.

"Bang!"

A wooden bang sounded!

In the 8,000-mile Blood Purification Prison, the sound wave turned into a nine-color Dao Divine Flower, rising from a hundred miles, to a thousand miles, to ten thousand miles, to a hundred thousand miles...

The Blood Refining Divine Prison has long been broken.

The chasing Lord Quartz, Wuma Jiuxing, Ailian Lord, and Qingxuan Spirit God were struck by the Sound Wave Divine Flower. Suddenly, their eardrums exploded, their souls trembled, their blood boiled, and their internal organs burst.

When everything calms down, where will Zhang Ruochen still be seen in this star field?

Lord Ai Lian sighed: "This person has such strong mental power, and such terrible use of mental power. Such sound waves are in line with the way of heaven, and he does not use the secrets, but it seems to be no different from using the secrets."

"Mysteries can only mobilize the power of a single path. However, it seems to me that he can mobilize all the power in the universe. Does he have control of every mysteries? But if the spiritual power gods want to use the mysteries, it's not Such an easy thing." Qingxuan Spirit God said solemnly.

Wuma Jiuxing's eyes were deep and silent.

Lord Quartz said: "It's not as mysterious as you think. The mental power is strong enough, and it can evolve all kinds of mysteries. It's nothing special. How many years has he been practicing, and how many years have we been practicing?"

Lu Yi and Ye Manman were already so shocked that they felt that they had far underestimated the horror of the old senior.

"Could it be he who is the great secret of Yun Fanxing mentioned by the Thief God?" Lu Yidao.

Liu Qingcheng said: "Such a powerful man in the divine realm will not appear in the world for no reason. Let's go and return to Xinghuantian first. Maybe only the city lord knows who he is."

…

The boundary between the universe where Heaven is located and the underworld of hell is very vast.

In the edge area between heaven and hell, from north to south, there are not only the Wuding Divine Sea, the Royal City of Hundreds of Races, and the Dark Triangular Star Region, but continuing to the south is the Sea Stone Star Station, which is known as the origin of the universe.

The Sea Stone Star Station separates the Southern Universe of Heaven from the Underworld Galaxy.

Between the Dark Triangle Star Territory and the Sea Stone Star Station, there is a place that must be mentioned, called "Xinghuantian".

Xinghuantian is an ancient world that does not belong to the hell world or heaven. There are many reasons why it can remain neutral.

First, it is because the major forces in heaven and hell are complicated in Xinghuantian.

The second reason is that in ancient times, a Heavenly Lord was born in Xinghuantian. This is the hometown of Tianzun, and there are many secrets hidden there. Ordinary gods dare not act recklessly in this world.

Thirdly, it is because this is the only place where monks from Heaven and Hell must pass on their way to Haishishingwu. Neither side wants to destroy this world because of the war, thereby cutting off the road to Haishi Xingwu.

However, now that the war between heaven and hell breaks out and the war spreads, who can stay out of it?

Zhang Ruochen arrived at Xinghuantian at this moment, looking up at the eastern starry sky. I saw that there were dense clouds there, purple-blue, like a sea.

"Sure enough, we haven't gone very far, and we are still in this star field." Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly and shook his head, while sighing at the vastness of the universe and the vastness of the star field.

The scene in the starry sky is almost exactly the same as what I saw in the ruins of the saint on that unknown planet decades ago. The only difference was that I only saw a corner of it.

If he had seen more at that time, Zhang Ruochen would have guessed that there was Haishi Xingwu.

Entering Xinghuantian, Zhang Ruochen came to an ancient holy city.

It is a true holy city. It is densely covered with great saint patterns, divine patterns, and dao locks. The weakest people who enter the city are all semi-saints. Those servants and slaves all have strong martial arts skills.

Entering the city, Zhang Ruochen was like a wanderer returning home, arriving at a majestic and quiet manor.

The monks guarding the gate of the manor are all at the level of the Holy King.

They originally wanted to stop Zhang Ruochen, but when Zhang Ruochen released a ray of spiritual power, he suppressed them and bowed down. The disrespect in their eyes was immediately replaced by horror.

They immediately and respectfully invited Zhang Ruochen in.

"Senior, ours is a private sacred garden here. We only receive gods. I wonder if you, old man, have an appointment? Or, we can invite the owner of the village to come out..."

Zhang Ruochen just walked forward. Suddenly, he stopped outside a wooden door with a plaque of "Jade Yuanxuan" and said, "The person I'm looking for is right here."

The expressions of the two Saint King Realm guards changed greatly, and they quickly said: "Senior and the one inside, are they friends?"

"Not friends, never met." Zhang Ruochen said.

The two guards at the Saint King Realm turned pale, and one of them said, "It's not okay here. We can't afford to offend the person inside."

Inside the wooden door, a deep yet firm voice sounded: "Let him come in."

Zhang Ruochen stepped in.

He was chasing the remaining stone energy in Meng Sheng's body, and then, with a hint of mysterious perception, he found Xing Huantian and then the manor from the starry sky.

He probably had some guesses as to who the person inside was, but he was not afraid and pursued him resolutely.

The two Saint King Realm guards were so frightened that their legs went weak and they immediately rushed to report the incident to the owner of the village.