God Emperor

Lord Yuantian saw that Feng Qi and Nine-tailed Heart Fox were afraid to step forward, and laughed wildly: "Feng Qi, with your cultivation level, if you dare to come here, you will definitely die."

"I have long wanted to suppress a phoenix as my mount."

The Red Soul Lord releases the divine power of the Great Perfection level of the superior god.

Feng Qi's expression changed again and again, but he remained strong and said, "Don't be so arrogant!"

He did not rush over, but still left himself a safe distance to escape, spitting out the Phoenix Divine Flame from his mouth.

The sky was filled with fire and rain, falling into the camp of the dead army.

At the same time, the nine-tailed heart fox took out a golden cloth bag. The mouth of the bag became hundreds of meters in size, and hundreds of thousands of colorful flying insects rushed out of it.

This is the Phantom Sound Demonic Insect.

After hundreds of thousands of phantom sound bugs flew out, their wings vibrated and emitted hallucinogenic sounds, and the sound waves quickly spread into the army of the dead.

The soldiers of the dead clan were affected one after another. Some laughed wildly, some had splitting headaches, and some cried like crazy...

"Little tricks!"

Lord Yuantian knocked out the bronze beads, and the ancient scripture text appeared again, blasting hundreds of thousands of phantom sound demon insects into clouds of blood mist.

The nine-tailed heart fox's soul was traumatized, his face suddenly turned pale, and his delicate body was crumbling. I finally realized the terrible gap in cultivation level between the lower gods and the upper gods. My plump chest kept rising and falling, and I wanted to quit making a living.

Feng Qi also had a confrontation with Lord Yuantian just now. It was a clash of souls, but he suffered a hidden loss.

He is also at the peak of the upper gods, but he is much weaker than Lord Yuantian.

"The peak of the upper god who was tempered by the Yuanhui Tribulation is indeed much more powerful. Only the Great Perfection of the upper god can suppress him." Feng Qi secretly said.

The God Priest was extremely indifferent and said: "Ignore them and continue building the altar...eh..."

The God Priest used his spiritual power to explore the sea water, but did not find the Luo Jin Book.

Previously, Luo Jinshu's divine body was cut into two pieces by Lord Yuantian and fell into the sea. The sudden appearance of Feng Qi and Nine-tailed Heart Fox distracted the God Priest.

In this distracted moment, Luo Jinshu's two divine bodies mysteriously disappeared.

The Heavenly God Priest didn't think much about it. He just thought that it was the gods of Tianchu Civilization who had arranged hiding methods in the sea water, and then helped Luo Jinshu escape.

But in his heart, he became wary.

Thousands of miles away, on an island dozens of feet in size, Zhang Ruochen said to himself: "What a powerful mental power, he almost discovered it!"

Next to him, the two divine bodies of Luo Jinshu were reunited.

But because the death energy of Lord Yuanyuan invaded his body, there was always a blood line in his waist. The pain was secondary, and the main reason was that the spiritual energy in his body could not function normally, and his combat power was greatly reduced.

Luo Jinshu endured the pain in his body and bowed to Zhang Ruochen: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for helping me..."

"No! Don't! Don't do this great gift, Fellow Daoist Luo. We are all gods in heaven, and it is our duty to take action." Zhang Ruochen said with integrity and righteousness.

He didn't dare to accept Luo Jinshu's worship, otherwise it would be difficult to explain to Luo Ji in the future.

After all, he is Luo Ji's father!

Luo Jinshu only thought that the Taoist priest in front of him was a highly respected Taoist hermit, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration in his heart, saying: "If Luo doesn't die today, he will definitely repay his Taoist friends for saving him in the future."

He held the Yuanhui thunder stick in his hand and wanted to rush towards the sea area filled with death energy again.

Zhang Ruochen quickly stopped him and said, "My fellow Taoist is already injured, why do you want to seek death?"

There was no fear in Luo Jinshu's eyes, and he laughed: "Who would be willing to die if he could live? However, Luo vowed to coexist and die with Tianchu Civilization, and the Divine Chun Tree was in danger, so why not fight to the death? Fellow Taoist If you are not a monk from Tianchu Civilization, it is a great honor to come to Tianchu Civilization to participate in the battle. Fellow Taoist, please do not go!"

Zhang Ruochen saw that Luo Jinshu had decided to self-destruct his divine source and perish together with the gods of hell, so he couldn't let him go, so he said, "I've helped you resolve the death aura in your body before it's too late to leave."

Luo Jinshu hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and agreed.

He saw that the spiritual power of the God Priest was very strong. If he was injured, even if he rushed over, he would not be able to self-destruct his divine source. Even if we want to die together, we can't.

Zhang Ruochen formed his Dao finger and pointed it at Luo Jinshu's waist and abdomen.

"Wow!"

A halo of light appeared, rotating around the two of them, sucking out the death energy from Luo Jinshu's body.

A strange look appeared in Luo Jinshu's eyes, and he said, "Is this Tai Chi?"

Zhang Ruochen knew that he could not hide it from him, and said: "Tianchu Civilization is indeed the origin of Taoism. Pindao's tricks cannot hide it from fellow Taoist Luo."

Luo Jin's book looked at the thick clouds of death in the distance and sighed: "My Taoist friends have great attainments in Taoism, and this Tai Chi circle is very mysterious. If there was no war, Luo would really like to drink and discuss Taoism with his Taoist friends. Then It’s a joy in life.”

"Of course it is." Zhang Ruochen responded.

While healing Luo Jinshu, Zhang Ruochen thought about ways to break the situation.

Luo Jinshu asked: "Fellow Taoist, maybe you can see what the altar next to the god priest in the Temple of Death is?"

Zhang Ruochen had already investigated it before and said, "That altar should be related to space."

Luo Jinshu, who was recovering from his injuries, suddenly saw a golden glow in his eyes. He shouted "Not good", broke away from the Tai Chi circle, and rushed towards the sacred tree at the fastest speed.

But, it's too late!

The two altars have been successfully built.

On the Zhenwen altar, there were thirty-six dead clan masters standing. They were chanting inaudible voices, and the staffs in their hands were pointed directly at the sky.

The ten monarchs flew over together, and the divine energy in their bodies turned into ten torrents, pouring into the altar.

The entire sea area was shaken.

The divine patterns and formation inscriptions of the patron saint Chun Shu were frozen and quickly became dim.

However, it is obviously impossible to erase the divine patterns and formations left by the gods of the Tianchu Civilization with just one altar.

The heavenly priest stood on another altar, and the spiritual power in his body poured out from the staff in his hand, lighting up the spatial patterns on the altar.

"Crack!"

Behind the altar, the space crack restricted by the divine pattern made a tearing sound and gradually expanded.

From inside the space crack, a divine roar sounded that made all the monks present tremble.

"Please Qingkong War God come to Tianchu Civilization and destroy all ignorant creatures in this big world." The God Priest chanted loudly.

"Wow!"

A blue divine blade that was more than ten miles long flew out from the crack in space, cut off the divine patterns on the sea, and flew straight in the direction of the sacred tree.

This is a blow from the peerless God of War, slashed across space.

If there was no Zhenwen altar, perhaps the formation inscriptions and divine patterns of the patron saint Chun Shu could still be resisted. However, at this moment, the cyan divine blade slashed out with force like breaking bamboo, shattering the formations one after another.

Even the divine pattern left by the old God cannot resist it.

A God of War who stands at the top level among the great gods, uses all his strength to attack, and no Infinite Realm god can block it with just his divine marks.

"Bang!"

The green divine blade finally bombarded a formation tower, splitting the upper half of the formation tower into pieces.

A large number of Tianchu Civilization soldiers guarding the bottom of the formation tower were blown away by the aftermath of the blue divine blade and instantly turned into blood and sand, with not a single bone left.

The ten monarchs of the dead tribe all gasped in cold air.

Too strong!

This is the power they should pursue, to break all laws in the world with one strike.

The strike of the cyan divine blade opened a gap leading to the sacred tree for the dead army.

Under the leadership of the ten monarchs, the gray death energy rushed over like a tide.

The face of True Lord Yuetong who was guarding under the sacred tree changed wildly. He couldn't escape, so he could only try his best to repair the formation. If he could block it for a while, what if reinforcements arrived?

Feng Qi had already put away her attack methods and said cautiously: "The situation is irreversible. The top god of the dead tribe is about to come. Let's go. We can't stay here any longer, otherwise we won't be able to escape later."

"Luo Jinshu went to attack the God Priest!" the nine-tailed heart fox said in shock.

Feng Qi sighed: "He wants to fight to the death, but the spiritual power of the god priest is too high. Even the great god of Taiyi Realm may not be his opponent. I'm afraid he won't even be able to self-destruct his divine source." No chance!"

When Luo Jinshu saw the cyan divine blade smashing the tower, he was filled with despair, knowing that the divine toon tree was in danger.

The only chance now is to destroy the altar under the God Priest and prevent the dead war god from coming to the Tianchu Civilization. It's a pity that the spiritual power of the God Priest is unfathomable. With his level of cultivation, it will undoubtedly be like knocking an egg against a stone.

"Feng Qi, help me." Luo Jinshu shouted.

Feng Qi didn't dare to go forward, he was hesitant.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, please help me!"

Zhang Ruochen stepped on a light talisman the size of a door panel and caught up with Luo Jinshu, running at lightning speed.

A deeply moved look appeared in Luo Jinshu's eyes, and he nodded fiercely to him. Immediately, the divine blood and life essence in his body burned at the same time, and the aura emitted continued to rise, and soon reached the level of the peak of the upper gods.

The heavenly priest's white hair was flying, and his eyes were cold: "There are still people who are not afraid of death."

"Jiuxiao's world-shaking thunder method!"

Luo Jinshu held the Yuanhui thunder stick in both hands and soared, and a huge thunder and lightning vortex appeared above his head.

In the vortex, there were bursts of explosions and lightning flashes.

Yuanhui's thunderwood stick struck down and fell straight towards the God Priest.

"Even if you try your best, your attack will only be at the peak level of a superior god. But this priest is a seventy-sixth level spiritual power god!"

The god priest raised his staff and released the power of death, forming a gray shadow of the world, scattering all the thunder and lightning, and violently bombarded Luo Jinshu.

After Luo Jinshu sensed the opponent's seventy-sixth level of mental strength, he completely gave up. His eyes looked at death, and all the energy in his body surged toward the source of God.

"Is the seventy-sixth level a big deal? The poor Taoist is also the seventy-sixth level!"

"Look at the Five Elements Talisman of Pindao!"

Zhang Ruochen appeared next to Luo Jinshu. A large five-color talisman with a length of a thousand feet rose from the sea like a five-color waterfall, colliding with the gray world shadow created by the god priest.