God Emperor

"What a treacherous Taoist priest, he actually has a time talisman. When combined with the power of the divine chun tree, the talisman's power is greatly increased and can obliterate the life span of the true god."

The Red Soul Lord knew that he had been plotted against, and he was filled with hatred and regret.

Over the years, he has experienced countless battles and has never experienced any conspiracy. Unfortunately, he still stumbled today.

When one's cultivation reaches the upper god level, one can use the divine world defense, and the divine soul and divine source are as solid as a rock. As long as the gap is not too big, one is not afraid of spiritual gods at all.

The ordinary power of time can never have an impact on their longevity.

However, the environment under the divine chun tree was special, which increased the power of the time talisman several times.

One of them, a monarch in the middle stage of the High God, lost a lot of lifespan. His skin became wrinkled, his blood dried up, and his teeth began to fall out. He said angrily: "As expected, he is sanctimonious, but his heart is very dirty."

"My whole life, the monks in heaven have been frightened by the news. Do you want to die here? I am unwilling!" Another monarch in the middle stage of the upper god sighed.

Even the God Priest fled away quickly to avoid the impact of the power of time.

Even the gods could not stop the erosion of time and became old and decayed. Those soldiers of the holy realm of the dead were so frightened that they fled in all directions. Some of them knew that they could not escape and couldn't help shouting, "My life is at stake!"

Time Talisman is extremely difficult to refine.

Zhang Ruochen's picture is actually not perfect, otherwise there would be no need to borrow the power of the Divine Chun Tree.

The talisman burned out quickly, and the power of time dissipated without reaching too far.

"The power of time is gone!"

The monarch who had lost the most serious longevity showed a look of joy and was about to release the divine pattern of rules to attack and kill the treacherous Taoist priest.

A strong feeling of weakness swept through his body.

Only then did he realize that his body was as thin as firewood, his shirt looked loose and loose, his hair was almost falling out, and he looked very old.

Due to the loss of blood and longevity, although he was still in the middle stage of a high-level god, his combat power had dropped significantly.

He couldn't accept this result, as if he was going crazy, and screamed loudly: "I will fight with you, and I will devour your flesh, blood and soul to make up for the missing life span."

The dead king rushed over and released billions of regular divine patterns, and the death energy surged like a huge wave.

"Just you? I will kill you today to frighten the gods of hell."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were cold, he shot out three black feathers, controlled them with his mental power, and flew towards the strong death aura.

The feathers are four feet long, with runes flashing on them, making them radiant.

Like a three-handled feather sword.

"Be careful, it's a talisman."

The Red Soul Lord roared, holding an ancient spear and rushing forward with great fighting spirit.

"Swish!"

The three-handled feather sword cut through the thick death energy, penetrated the vast divine world millions of miles away, and collided with the soldiers in the hands of the dead king.

"Bang bang!"

"ah……"

The dead king was already extremely weak and could not block Zhang Ruochen's attack. Before the Red Soul Lord arrived, he was cut into more than ten pieces by the three-handled feather sword.

These three feather swords were made from the feathers of the Divine Emperor Seizing Heaven.

The runes on it were drawn with the blood in the old ghoul's body.

The blood of the old ghoul can be called the blood of the Heavenly Lord.

One can imagine how terrifying the power of the talisman soldiers is.

The aura in the feathers of the Emperor Seizing Heaven and the aura in the old ghoul's blood have been refined so thoroughly by Zhang Ruochen that no ordinary god would be able to detect the clues.

Of course, if a top master were present, Zhang Ruochen would never use these three talismans.

The Red Soul Lord's cultivation was tyrannical. Even though he was severely injured by the time talisman, he was still unparalleled in power. The ancient spear, the supreme holy weapon in his hand, flew out three feather swords.

One of the feather swords was shattered by him.

Lord Red Soul is the Great Perfection, a superior god with powerful cultivation. He shouted: "I am here, who can you kill?"

The dead king who was chopped into more than a dozen pieces, his blood energy and regular divine patterns blended together, and he quickly reassembled into a divine body.

Zhang Ruochen was surprised and stared: "Isn't this even dead?"

The Red Soul Lord secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked the dead Lord who had regained his divine body: "How are you doing? Do you want to enter my godly world to recuperate?"

no respond.

Lord Red Soul took a closer look and saw a scene that made his scalp numb.

I saw that the body of the dead king was corrupting in some places, with black pus and blood leaking out. Some places are burning, like a bright fire blooming.

"Snapped!"

The divine body collapsed and turned into a piece of powder.

How could you not be surprised?

How can you not be afraid?

A powerful high-level god, who had been powerful for a hundred thousand years, was killed on the spot just by being killed by the talisman soldiers.

If it were you who was killed, would you be able to survive?

Zhang Ruochen nodded with satisfaction, this is normal!

The evil blood of the old corpse and the bright power of the Emperor Seizing Heaven exploded in the form of talismans. If it could not kill a high-level god with exhausted blood, it would be unreasonable.

Being able to kill a high-ranking god gave Zhang Ruochen endless confidence, thinking about how to refine more talisman weapons next.

He glanced down and saw that the talisman patterns on the two feathers had dimmed and some parts had been damaged. The talisman soldiers had lost their function, so he put them away.

Even if it is wasted, it cannot be lost.

In the distance, Luo Jinshu, who was fighting desperately with Lord Yuantian, roared excitedly: "Okay! Good kill, fellow Taoist."

Seeing the death of the high-ranking god-lord in the hell world, the Tianchu Civilization Army guarding under the divine chun tree swept away their previous despair and became filled with enthusiasm and momentum.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

"The world of hell is not invincible, and some divine monarchs have fallen."

…

They shouted "war" sounds from their mouths and firmly remembered the figure of the Taoist priest.

Seeing hope, Zhenjun Yuetong gave up the idea of ​​conserving strength in order to escape alone and went all out. Eleven rivers of divine energy surged out of the divine world and flew towards the eleven formation towers.

"Heavenly Dou's Twelve Stars Formation, start!"

Although one formation tower was damaged, as the remaining eleven formation towers emerged with divine light, an ancient divine formation slowly began to operate.

Twelve planets appeared in the twelve directions of the sacred tree. The stars were huge and rotating endlessly.

This is a large attack formation!

Luo Jinshu, who was fighting with Lord Yuantian, showed a dissatisfied look and said secretly: "Only now do you know how to fight desperately. Sure enough, in your heart, your own life is more important than anything else."

It stands to reason that the Heaven Dou Twelve Stars Formation should have been activated long ago.

However, you don't need to guess to know that Yuetong Zhenjun must be afraid that the formation will exhaust the divine energy in his body, thus completely losing the chance to break out and escape.

At the critical moment of life and death, he was even worse than an outsider.

Luo Jinshu does not blame Yue Tong Zhenjun, after all, it is human nature to preserve strength in life and death situations, but in his heart, he admires the unknown fellow Taoist even more!

"What a powerful Taoist priest, he actually killed a high-ranking god of the dead." Feng Qi sighed and flew to Luo Jinshu decisively to deal with Lord Yuantian with him.

He didn't dare to provoke people like the Celestial Priest and the Red Soul Lord.

Not everyone is as powerful as Taoist Yellow Ox!

The Red Soul Lord was extremely fearful and gritted his teeth and said: "What kind of talisman are you, a Taoist priest, refining? You are too evil!"

Zhang Ruochen said in an old-fashioned tone: "You, a god of the dead, dare to talk about poor people and evil spirits. You must die!"

"Lord Red Soul, hand him over to this priest. You go immediately and break the twelve stars formation in Heaven. This formation is no small matter." The voice of the God Priest rang out.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes became dark and all the scenes disappeared.

"Is this...a mental attack?" Zhang Ruochen muttered to himself.

The seawater beneath my feet turned as black as ink, and the sky above my head was filled with dark clouds.

Only the God Priest was suspended in the void, exuding a faint brilliance, saying: "This is the power of death! You have now been pulled into the field of telepathy by this priest!"

"Death Blade!"

A blade in the shape of a sickle condensed in front of the God Priest. It was thousands of feet long and filled with death energy. It cut through the void and slashed straight at Zhang Ruochen.

"Wow!"

The power of death thoughts is strange and unparalleled. The thought of killing souls and destroying gods is the greatest reliance for the dead to become one of the three races in the hell world.

The ancient gods of the dead tribe have created countless powerful magical arts based on the power of death, all of which have the power of killing gods.

Zhang Ruochen felt a strong sense of death crisis, and the hairs on his body were bunched up. He immediately made a circle with his hands and said: "The vitality in the center of Tai Chi! The vitality is not divided, and the chaos is one."

A Tai Chi Liang Yi diagram condensed above his head.

This is not condensed from the tens of thousands of Tao rules in the body, but a Tao sect magic, a concrete manifestation of the great ways of heaven and earth.

In other words, this is the Tai Chi two rituals of heaven and earth, not Zhang Ruochen's own Tai Chi two rituals.

"boom!"

The Tai Chi Liang Yi Tu rotated like a millstone, crushing the blade of death and hitting the god priest hard.

The darkness was torn apart, and Zhang Ruochen reappeared on the sea below the Shenchun tree, his Taoist robes flying.

"puff!"

On the opposite side, the god priest suffered a severe mental injury and vomited blood from his mouth. He looked at Zhang Ruochen with disbelief and said, "You...you are a master of both magic and martial arts?"

Zhang Ruochen had an unparalleled aura and said proudly: "That's right, Pindao has practiced both divine and martial arts, and Taoism has entered the realm of heaven and man. With your attainments in death awareness, do you dare to compete with Pindao?"

After noticing something, the expression of the God Priest changed and he looked towards the end of the sea and the sky.

I saw rays of divine light flying rapidly towards the direction of the sacred tree.

Feng Xi's voice, as sweet as a wind chime, sounded: "Fellow Taoist Yellow Ox, Feng Xi and the gods of the Wind Clan are here to help you!"

"I, Yutaizhen, am here! Who among the gods of the dead will suffer death?"

Yu Taizhen evolved the boundless truth realm of the universe, triggered the truth rules between heaven and earth, transformed into a giant war god, descended from the sky, and stepped on the Lord Yuantian.

Lord Yuantian was originally the peak of the upper gods who had survived the Yuanhui catastrophe, but he was stepped on by Yu Taizhen and fell from the sky. His divine blood flew everywhere, and he fell into the sea with a pop.

There is no way to fight.

"boom!"

The Zhenwen Altar, which Luo Jinshu and Feng Qi had been unable to attack for a long time, was trampled to pieces by Yu Taizhen, and the entire sea area seemed to collapse.