God Emperor

Burning the blood of the gods, the power of the Third Armored Blood Ancestor increased greatly. The blood knife in his hand slashed out rivers of knives. He rushed left and right, but he was still unable to break the formation and escape.

The formation inscriptions are like mysterious iron ropes, densely covering the space.

In the starry sky, a harsh golden crow cry sounded.

The supreme holy weapon "Golden Crow Ancient Cauldron" was like a dazzling star, carrying the power of the formation, rolling down and crushing it, its brilliance shook the world, and countless blood feathers fell from the back of the top three blood ancestors.

Without giving the Third Armored Blood Ancestor a chance to breathe, the second supreme holy weapon, the "Titan Ghost Ax", with a thousand-foot-long blade, was cold and forbidding, and fell down like the beginning of the world.

"Bang!"

The blood knife was swung out and collided with the ghost axe.

Sparks are flying all over the sky!

The Wanlian Pagoda rotated and fell from the Sanhuan Twenty-Eight Constellations Formation, and received the Sanjia Blood Ancestor into the tower. On the tower, densely packed supreme inscriptions emerged, dazzling.

The roars of the Three Armored Blood Ancestors rang out in the tower.

Blood-red aura kept escaping from the tower door.

Xiao Hei chuckled, and the divine energy in his body was continuously released, using the formation to control the Ten Thousand Refining Tower, and using the Ten Thousand Refining Tower to refine the Third-A Blood Ancestor.

The so-called ten thousand refining means refining everything in the world.

Shuo Qianhai looked at the phantom of a cat's head in the starry sky as big as a mountain, and was shocked in his heart, "He is indeed the son of the Ice Emperor. Although he is only in the early stages of cultivation as a high-ranking god, his mental power and formation attainments have reached an extremely high level. Even if If I fight against him, I probably won’t be able to win. Sundial is really no small matter. In just a few decades, a new god has caught up with him.”

Zhang Ruochen's eyes suddenly shrank and he said: "This is not good!"

In the Three Huans and Twenty-Eight Constellations Formation, the Ten Thousand Refining Pagoda was getting bigger and bigger, its height rose from three thousand feet to thirty thousand feet to three hundred thousand feet...

"Pop!"

There was a cracking sound.

On the Ten Thousand Refining Tower, streaks of blood-red light appeared.

"Bang!"

The tower exploded and fragments flew everywhere.

Unparalleled sword energy surged out from inside, and together with the wave of divine energy, they collided with the formation deployed towards Xiao Hei.

The Ten Thousand Refining Tower is a vital link in the Sanhuan Twenty-Eight Constellations Formation. When it is shattered, the divine formation is severely damaged and its power is greatly reduced. It is unable to withstand the Triple-A Blood Ancestor in the state of burning divine blood.

Large areas of the formation inscriptions were shattered, and Xiao Hei's divine shadow was chopped into pieces by the sword light.

Xiao Hei's true identity was forced to appear.

He was heartbroken, and while running away, he said: "Zhang Ruochen, I blame you. I asked you to give me three supreme holy artifacts, but you have to come up with this defective one to make up for it. Now it's better, not only the tower was destroyed Even the divine formation that I worked so hard to refine was destroyed."

There are seven Wanlian Pagodas in total, and the seven together form a complete Supreme Sacred Artifact.

Trying to suppress a high-ranking god like the Sanjia Blood Ancestor with just one tower is obviously a fool's errand.

Zhang Ruochen said: "In this case, it is my fault to return the Golden Crow Ancient Cauldron and the Titan Ghost Ax to me. I should not give you the Supreme Sacred Artifact."

Shuo Qianhai was extremely nervous. The Sanjia Blood Ancestor burned his divine blood and broke out of the formation with murderous intent and momentum. It was a good thing that the two of them still had the time to quarrel.

"Third-level Blood Ancestor, pick me up."

Shuo Qianhai stepped out in one step, spanning 129,600 miles, appeared in front of the Sanjia Blood Ancestor, and waved the Bone Divine Pillar.

"boom!"

One blow against another.

Shuo Qianhai retreated quickly, his body bleeding like a stream, and he was injured by the sword of the Sanjia Blood Ancestor.

Shuo Qianhai had a look of fear in his eyes and said: "Ruochen Realm Lord, the Triple-A Blood Ancestor is now in a desperate state of madness, and his combat power is extremely strong. We'd better not confront him head-on, just hold him back. Great God of the Meteorite Temple , should arrive soon."

Waiting for the great god of the Meteor Temple?

Now that the master is here, how can Zhang Ruochen get any benefits?

A powerful man like the Triple-A Blood Ancestor, who is at the pinnacle of high-level gods, is full of treasures, and is seriously injured. How can he pass up such an excellent opportunity to others?

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "This place is not far from the Yanyang Civilization. When the great god of the Meteorite Temple arrives, the great god of the Heavenly Court will probably arrive too! By then, how can we kill the Triple-A Blood Ancestor?"

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's murderous intention, Shuo Qianhai's face changed and he said: "Jie Zun, think twice, with the current state of the top three blood ancestors, even with the combined strength of the three of us, we are probably no match. Even if we are lucky enough to win, if we are forced to He blew up the divine source, didn’t we risk our lives in vain?”

Zhang Ruochen smiled faintly, and a colorful brilliance appeared on his body. The brilliance slid down and flew towards the Third-A Blood Ancestor who was chasing Xiao Hei.

The seven-colored brilliance unfolded and turned into a colorful garment that covered the sky and the earth.

Shuo Qianhai exclaimed: "Qiyuan Caiyi!"

The Qiyuan Caiyi is the first treasure of the Yin-Yang Realm Master "Colorful God". It is an extremely powerful Hunyuan-level supreme holy weapon. Even though it is only a defensive supreme holy weapon, its offensive power is still far superior to the heaven-suppressing supreme holy weapons such as the Golden Crow Ancient Cauldron, Titan Ghost Ax, Soul-Eating Bell, and Ten Thousand Cursed Dzi Beads.

Of course, these are secondary.

The most important thing is that Caiyi God spent countless thoughts on Qiyuan Caiyi, and refined three of them alone.

There is exciting lightning hidden in every thread, and a large amount of annihilating sky fire is stored in the inner space of the sleeves...

Qiyuan Caiyi is made from seven different divine forged substances, and contains seven different powers. When each power is released, it can pose varying degrees of threats to the great gods.

At first, Caiyi God carelessly underestimated the enemy and asked a clone to carry Qiyuan Caiyi to Yuchen Temple. However, he was caught off guard by Jade Dragon Immortal and was destroyed before he could use Caiyi's various methods.

It's no wonder that when he found out that his clone had been destroyed and Qiyuan Caiyi was lost, he would be so angry and confused that he rushed to Yuchen Temple desperately. In the end, he was driven into the ground by Huang Tian and became the food of the old corpse ghost.

It can be said that this Qiyuan Colorful Clothes, in the hands of the Heaven-Building Realm gods, is more useful than any divine weapon.

In Xinghuantian, Zhang Ruochen has already refined this treasured garment and can use it as he wishes.

The Qiyuan colorful clothes fell and directly enveloped the Sanjia Blood Ancestor.

Every thread on the clothes has a huge space inside, and dense lightning sources surge out from the inside, falling on the Sanjia Blood Ancestor.

These thunder and lightning are condensed by Caiyi God with his own divine power and stored in his clothes. You can imagine how powerful they are.

For a moment, there was no movement from the Sanjia Blood Ancestor.

"receive!"

Zhang Ruochen reached out and took back Qiyuan Caiyi, making it only the size of a normal robe.

The robe is like a bag, very bulging inside.

Zhang Ruochen held up his two sleeves, collar, and hem, and tightly wrapped the Sanjia Blood Ancestor inside.

After confirming that he had lost consciousness, he unfolded his robes and suppressed the Third Armored Blood Ancestor, who had been transformed into a ball of blood mist by the source of lightning, under the mirror stage in "The Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Release of Zen".

Under the service of Moyin's two jade hands, Zhang Ruochen put on the Qiyuan colorful clothes again.

The colorful clothes disappeared and disappeared.

Shuo Qianhai was dumbfounded. Even though the Third-A Blood Ancestor was seriously injured and his combat power was greatly reduced, he was still a truly powerful person at the peak of the upper-level gods.

Why was he suppressed so lightly by Zhang Ruochen?

In the end, Shuo Qianhai could only attribute all of this to the power of Qiyuan Caiyi and the great fame of Caiyi God.

But on the surface, that can never be said.

Shuo Qianhai clasped his hands in his fists, looking like he was in admiration, and said: "Today, I have opened my eyes. Everyone in the world thinks that Ruochen Realm Master relies on the power of Grandma Tian to be proud of the world. Who knows, Realm Master Even if you lose your martial arts training, you can still become the top expert in this Yuanhui just by relying on your mental strength."

In front of Shuo Qianhai, Zhang Ruochen didn't want to be modest, so he waved his hand with a smile and said, "Where are you now? My six divine swords have long been hungry and thirsty, but unfortunately they are useless."

Shuo Qianhai's whole body twitched when he heard it. It was so sad to talk to this man who was so lucky.

Xiao Hei flew back and said, "Zhang Ruochen, are we friends of life and death?"

Zhang Ruochen knew Xiao Hei so well that he ignored him and immediately flew into the wormhole with Chi Kongle and Moyin.

"As for this? I don't want the divine sword, just give me Qiyuan Caiyi. Don't leave, wait." Xiao Hei quickly caught up.

Zhang Ruochen's voice floated out of the wormhole: "Brother Qianhai, I leave this place to you. If the great god of the hell realm asks, please cover it up for me."

Upon hearing the words "Brother Qianhai", Shuo Qianhai was immediately shocked.

Did everyone's relationship suddenly become so close?

Whether it was Zhang Ruochen's demonstrated strength or the background of big figures such as Tianmu, Jiutian, and Blood Jue God of War, Shuo Qianhai did not dare to go against Zhang Ruochen.

On the contrary, being on good terms with Zhang Ruochen would be of endless benefit to him.

Thinking of this, Shuo Qianhai released his mental power to clean up the remaining auras of Xiao Hei and Zhang Ruochen in the starry sky, and then sent a message to the mental power gods guarding the Divine Eye Realm to communicate.

…

On Zhang Ruochen, there was a drunkard and the owner of the God of Death Island who covered up the secret of heaven. After passing through the space wormhole and arriving at the starry sky where the heaven is located, he rushed straight to the Kunlun realm without disturbing the gods in the nearby star field.

Next, everything becomes easy.

Zhang Ruochen changed his appearance and mingled with the monks from all walks of life in heaven. He was transported through space again and again, and within a few days, he entered the Kunlun world.

After all, the most heavily defended area is the Starry Sky Defense Line.

As long as those space teleportation arrays and wormholes are not occupied by god kings or gods, Zhang Ruochen is still quite confident that he can hide the truth.