God Emperor

It was the gray air of death that surged out of the temple's ground and soaked into Zhang Ruochen's body, causing the fire of life to completely dry up.

As Zhang Ruochen fell, his consciousness became increasingly blurred and turned into specks of light, scattering between heaven and earth.

However, consciousness did not disappear.

Zhang Ruochen only felt as if he had transformed into billions and had billions of eyes that could see everything in the surrounding space.

Dirt on the ground.

A stone tablet full of cracks.

Bones hanging from the temple gate.

The gray air of death enveloped his body.

…

Further away, Lord Turtle was taking the three gods of the heaven faction and escaping to the four oases on the red earth.

Can hear their voices.

"Thank you Lord Turtle for saving me. Without you today, the three of us would definitely have died in that old thing's formation." Jialinan was furious, and the hatred in his heart was hard to calm down.

Yan Shen was filled with emotion and said: "Originally, I suspected that Young Master Bai deliberately set up a trap to trap us and others. Now it seems that this God has a villain's heart!"

"If Young Master Bai has any instructions from now on, I will return this favor." Kelan Feili said.

They were sincerely grateful to Lord Turtle and Bai Qing'er.

Only after falling into a desperate situation of life and death can you understand that life-saving kindness is greater than God.

…

His consciousness flew out of this area and out of the Yuhong Mountains. In the First Goddess City, Zhang Ruochen saw Chi Yao's figure.

Chi Yao wore a white veil that could block out mental exploration. She was tall and noble. She stood in a garden with red buildings and green tiles. With her divine power, she suppressed Lu Yi to the ground, unable to move.

She pressed and asked: "That old man, where did you meet him?"

Lu Yi could not see through Chi Yao's identity and asked timidly: "I wonder which old man the god is talking about?"

"It's the old man who killed Wu Ma Jiuxing." Chi Yao said.

Lu Yi knew that with his own cultivation, he had no power to resist in front of the gods. If you offend the other party, you may be soul-searched, or your body and soul may be destroyed.

So, she said: "Yunfanxing, Mr. Zhang lives in seclusion in Yunfanxing."

After learning that the old man's surname was "Zhang", Chi Yao's delicate body trembled slightly, revealing her starry eyes outside the veil, a layer of mist appeared, and she quickly asked: "Where is he now?"

Lu Yi hesitated for a moment, thinking that there was a divine master sitting in the villa. If the god in front of him dares to harm the old man, he will undoubtedly fall into a trap.

"Unnamed Villa," she said.

Chi Yao erased Lu Yi's memory and rushed straight to Weiming Villa.

…

Zhang Ruochen's consciousness continued to fly out, and the profound formations in the World Goddess Tower were unstoppable.

This made him more convinced that he was now conscious, not spiritual.

In the hinterland of the Tianxia Goddess Tower, in a magnificent and splendid temple, Zhang Ruochen's consciousness saw Shang Hong's figure.

Shang Hong stood in the center of the temple, wearing a purple robe, majestic weapons, and a handsome figure that was unlike anything in the world.

"Queen White, after seeing this order, why don't you come forward and salute?"

In Shang Hong's hand, he held an order with the word "Yi".

The token contained mighty power. Zhang Ruochen just glanced at it and felt that the world was spinning, as if there was a giant god standing in front of him, trying to crush the whole world.

"After all these years, Yi Tianjun still won't let me go?"

The White Queen walked out of a divine light, with an extremely graceful figure. She was dressed in light gauze and had a pair of beautiful long and straight legs. However, the light was shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see clearly.

But it is this hazy and sexy picture that is most sultry. Such a sacred and enchanting figure is the most shocking to the human heart.

Moreover, the White Queen's voice is as beautiful as the fishing ballad.

Not to mention Shang Hong who was standing in the temple, even Zhang Ruochen who was only conscious seemed to have a feeling of suffocation.

After all, Shang Hong is an extraordinary person. He quickly calmed down his charming mood and said: "One hundred thousand years ago, if our Shang clan had not secretly helped, your Nishen clan would have been completely wiped out. This kindness will not be fulfilled by you. If it were to be When your identity as a rebel is revealed, how long do you think you will survive? What will happen to the Goddess Twelve Branches? Will Xinghuantian still exist? By the way, your daughter and Master Yuyao will also exist."

The White Queen revealed her face, which was very similar to Yu Yao's.

The difference is that she exudes a charming temperament from the inside out, and is stunning in the world. It's like a look can make men, no matter how determined they are, kneel under her skirt.

The other one is extremely cold, like a thousand-year-old iceberg.

"Who is spying?"

The White Queen felt something, and her eyes, which were originally filled with a bit of pain and helplessness, suddenly became sharp, and her pupils seemed to turn into two divine stars, exuding brilliant power.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen's consciousness receded like a tide.

In an instant, he appeared under the temple door again, and he could see his old body lying on the ground. The old body was wrapped in the gray air of death, and wisps of air were eroding the flesh.

After Zhang Ruochen fell, the Nine Yin Escape Formations stopped operating.

Bai Qing'er turned into a white beam and rushed in front of the old body.

She seemed to be very afraid of the gray aura of death and did not dare to touch Zhang Ruochen directly. The original divine light escaped from his body, and he struck out with a palm, dispelling the aura of death.

"Zhang Ruochen!"

Bai Qing'er stretched out a slender and soft jade hand, placed it on Zhang Ruochen's heart, and then sighed softly: "Death is irreversible after all. It's a pity for a generation of geniuses."

Zhang Ruochen wanted to speak, but couldn't.

He tried to gather his consciousness and rush into his body, but still failed.

"Gula!"

Not far away, under the tombstones, corpses came out one after another.

These corpses were wearing divine clothes and armor, but because they had been buried for too long, or perhaps corroded by the powerful air of death here, the divine clothes were rotten and the armor was rusty.

Even their shining corpses exuded the smell of decay, and in some places they were so rotten that bones could be seen.

Every time a divine corpse comes out of the ground, a broken world will appear at its feet. The divine corpses are also growing in size rapidly, and some can even reach a height of thousands of miles, which is larger than the planet.

Indistinct sounds came out of the mouths of the corpses, and their powerful resentment turned into thick clouds.

Bai Qing'er glanced at the corpses, then at Zhang Ruochen's old corpse lying on the ground, and sighed: "I was the one who harmed you. If you hadn't come here, you wouldn't have been eroded by the breath of death. You can still live a little longer. Come with me, I will send you back to your roots and bury you in Kunlun."

She picked up Zhang Ruochen and fled from here quickly.

"boom!"

As soon as they left, a divine spear as thick as a mountain peak was thrown from the hand of a divine corpse and inserted into the position where the two of them had just been. There were dense cracks in that piece of land.

Zhang Ruochen's consciousness, along with the old corpse, always surrounds Bai Qing'er.

"As expected, I underestimated her."

Zhang Ruochen was filled with emotion. Although Bai Qing'er was born in the Twelfth House of the Goddess, and although she seemed extremely ruthless, she did not abandon his body in such a dangerous place after his death. There was no time to look for the various treasures on him.

Moreover, there was no plan to utilize his body to maximize its value.

Instead, he planned to take greater risks and go to Kunlun to let him return to his roots.

Zhang Ruochen's body has been refined with the Heart of Truth, Buddha's relics, and Bai Cang Blood and Earth. It is difficult to hide these from Bai Qing'er, who has a lot of original secrets. If it were any other woman, she might have already begun to think about refining his body into elixirs.

"Huh!"

Zhang Ruochen was surprised to find a circle not far away.

The circle was horizontal to the ground, looming like a halo, but it disappeared after being slightly distracted.

"No, it's not a circle, it's... countless circles..."

Zhang Ruochen discovered that outside the circle, there were circles, one layer after another, spreading to the end of the world.

Like ripples on the water.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Bai Qing'er and found that her expression was as usual, and she didn't seem to see the circles at all.

"What's going on? Are these circles related to me? Only my consciousness can see... no, I can feel them."

"That's right! My consciousness has not dissipated. Could it be related to these circles?"

The reason why Zhang Ruochen came up with such a guess was because he found that his consciousness could only see the scene within the first layer of the circle. He tried to look at the second circle, the third circle...

After passing through countless circles, Zhang Ruochen's consciousness reached hundreds of thousands of miles away.

His consciousness became weaker and weaker, and the scenes he saw became increasingly blurry.

However, looking outside, the circles are still stacked one on top of another, with an infinite number, as if they are spread throughout the entire universe.

Zhang Ruochen's consciousness quickly retreated and returned to the surroundings of his body. The shock in his heart was beyond words.

"He is obviously dead, but his consciousness is immortal. How can he be considered dead if his consciousness is immortal?"

There are undead souls in the world, and the undead souls do not have the fire of life, but they do have consciousness.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen seemed to understand the true meaning of life and death.

In the past, his understanding of life was too narrow. He always felt that only races with the fire of life were alive.

However, is there no life in this world, mountains and water, wind and electricity?

Corpse tribe, ghost tribe, bone tribe, they also have life. Isn't it the prejudice of other races to treat them as undead? There is such a prejudice that everyone regards the other as an alien, and the living and the dead are bound to be incompatible.

Life and death, like yang and yin, should go round and round, the biggest cycle between heaven and earth, rather than two opposing sides.

Only through the cycle of yin and yang can heaven and earth be eternal.

When life and death collide, the world will inevitably be ruined.

When Zhang Ruochen suddenly woke up, he found that the first circle had shrunk in front of his eyes from a distance, and was very close at hand.

And his consciousness, which had turned into billions of light points, actually condensed together and turned into a human form.

He raised his hands and looked at them. They were young hands.