God Emperor

God Li Yuan rushed over immediately and used the power of mysteries to help the superior god of the Bone Race extinguish the Buddha's fire and help him reassemble his divine body. He roared: "There is a divine crossbow on the divine ship. Under the Taizhen Realm, The gods, leave this star field immediately.”

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen aimed at a escaping middle god of the zombie clan and shot the third arrow.

The crossbow arrow dragged out a stream of light tail thousands of miles long, and the speed was frightening.

"Ruochen, kid, don't be so arrogant."

Xu Liao shot out a crescent-shaped sacred weapon of the king, flew out across the air, and collided with the crossbow arrows.

"boom!"

The king's sacred weapon exploded and turned into metal powder.

The speed of the crossbow arrow did not slow down, but it deviated slightly from the direction and failed to hit the high god of the corpse clan.

Zhang Ruochen is not disappointed. After all, there are two great gods in the Taixu Realm here. It is a fluke to be able to kill one god and severely injure the other.

Moreover, his biggest purpose in using the God-shooting Crossbow was to contain God Li Yuan, Master Xu Liao, and Master Qianqian, so as to buy time for the Blood Color God Centipede to rush to the main star of Xinjia.

The gods watching the battle in the distant starry sky were all stunned!

Coming to the hell world, Zhang Ruochen still dared to kill gods.

In this Yuan Hui, there is no god more arrogant than him! Even though he is as arrogant as the bloody god of war, when facing the true god, he will still hold back to some extent and will not completely beat the opponent to death.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

…

Arrow after arrow was shot out. With Zhang Ruochen's tyrannical body, his arms were also shaken by the repulsive force of the Godly Crossbow, causing blood lines to appear and the skin to crack.

A mountain-like sacred stone inlaid on the crossbow has been exhausted.

Zhang Ruochen stopped still, the skin cracks on his arms healed quickly.

He discovered a powerful aura hidden in front, told Prajna the spatial coordinates, and said: "Capture him."

Prajna was tall and tall, with deep eyes. He looked in the direction informed by Zhang Ruochen's message. He couldn't see anything as far as his eyes could see. Obviously, the one hiding in the dark must be a great god.

"Chichi!"

Thunder tentacles resembling centipede feet flew out from the holes on both sides of the Bloody Divine Centipede ship's hull.

One of the lightning tentacles suddenly increased in length, sweeping up a Taiyi Realm great god who was hiding in front and about to make a sneak attack, and dragged it to the edge of the Blood Jue Divine Ship.

This Taiyi Realm great god comes from the Sea of ​​Bones, and his bones are like black jade.

"Bold, what are you going to do? I'm just here to watch the battle, and I didn't take any action at all." The Taiyi Realm great god was shocked and angry, holding up the cloud-filled God Realm world, trying to break away from the suppression of the thunder and lightning tentacles.

"Senior brother, we can't let him go. He is the junior brother of God Li Yuan, the great god of the Bone Clan, Cang Changji." Xuetu roared.

Xue Tu's body had been chopped to pieces and turned into carbon, and his soul was seriously injured.

Zhang Ruochen pressed his palm out from the air, and his five fingers formed into claws, penetrating the space, grabbing Cang Changji in his hand, and punched his three-meter-high bone body to the ground.

Stepping on Cang Changji's divine body, Zhang Ruochen carved inscriptions on his body, sealing his cultivation.

Just when the river of thunder and lightning fell again above, Zhang Ruochen slapped Cang Changji with a palm, and immediately, a giant divine body appeared. The three-meter-high bone body became three thousand feet long, blocking the blood-colored divine ship like a shield.

Li Yuan Tianshen, who was chasing behind, shouted: "Master, stop your hands quickly, that is my junior brother."

Divine Master Qianqian frowned slightly, and with a wave of his finger, the river of thunder and lightning that was about to fall on Cang Changji from a million miles away dispersed, turning into wisps of lightning and dissipating.

"This divine ship is so fast and of extraordinary value. It must have been given to Zhang Ruochen by the Blood God of War." Xu Liao was very angry and gritted his teeth in anger.

Before, I was just a little bit close to collecting two swords, the Ancestral Soul Sword.

It was good now that he and Li Yuan Tianshen, two great Taixu Realm masters, had arrived in their true form, together with a Formation Divine Master, but they could not keep Zhang Ruochen, and instead were killed by the other side, a True God.

I’m all in disgrace!

"Don't worry, he can't escape."

God Li Yuan also felt ashamed, but he was still calm.

Many of the gods who followed behind and wanted to pick up the slack were repelling them. They had no choice but to do so. Zhang Ruochen was too strong. He had previously defeated Xu Liao with just one sword.

Use the god-shooting crossbow to shoot the true god in the starry sky.

Cang Changji, the great god of Taiyi Realm, was knocked down by one punch and turned into a shield.

With such combat power, can they miss it?

If you are a little unlucky, your life will be at stake here.

"No wonder Zhang Ruochen dared to step into the hell realm and go to the Temple of Destiny. Xu Liao, God Li Yuan, and Master Qianqian joined forces, but they couldn't keep him."

Suddenly, a joyful voice sounded, saying: "Look, it's the Ghost Lord. Zhang Ruochen shouldn't be able to escape this time!"

…

The chase battle in this star field lasted for most of the day, even though Zhang Ruochen used his Cang Chang as a shield to make the three gods chasing behind throw rat weapons.

However, there were still frequent battles, and the starry sky was beaten to pieces.

Xiao Hei was so tired that he lay on the ground, unable to support the 18th round of Yin and Yang.

Xue Tu's body seemed to have turned into charcoal, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He sat down leaning on the wall of the divine ship, his whole body was dull, and his eyes did not move.

The power of Prajna was exhausted, so I sat cross-legged under the door of my true self, hoping to recover as soon as possible.

Although Zhang Ruochen could still remain standing and control the flight of the Bloody Divine Centipede, he was injured by Xu Liao's divine soul attack method from the air, and his face was extremely pale.

Xiao Hei said weakly: "The first section of the road is so difficult, we can't reach the Destiny Realm at all. Zhang Ruochen, what trump cards do you have? Use them quickly, don't hide them!"

The Blood Color Divine Centipede suddenly slowed down and stopped.

Zhang Ruochen stared ahead and said: "The Ghost Lord is here."

Xiao Hei, who was lying on the ground, Xue Tu, who was sitting against the wall, and Prajna, who was under the Gate of the True Self, all turned their heads to look in the direction of the Xinjia main star. They saw that the ghost energy enveloped the entire starry sky, dark and dense, blocking the line of sight and covering the stars.

Above the ghost energy, there was a magnificent temple suspended, and the divine power it exuded seemed to penetrate time and space and shock the ancient and modern.

If it is said that Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation is a hundred thousand miles away from Xu Liao and Li Yuan Tian Shen. Then, the gap between Xu Liao, Li Yuan Tian Shen and the Ghost Lord will only be farther than a hundred thousand miles.

The Lord of the third largest ghost city of the ghost clan, the real giant-level god of the hell world, was right in front of him, blocking the way.

It was simply despairing.

In the back, Xu Liao, Li Yuan Tian Shen, and Qian Qian Shen Shi fanned out and surrounded them.

In the distant temple, the ghost master's deep voice rang out: "I didn't expect that you, Zhang Ruochen, were so amazing that you could actually get here. Talented people like you really make me reluctant to kill you. Why don't you surrender and I'll give you a chance to live."

"Don't be so hypocritical! Will you give me a chance to live?"

Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath, his fighting spirit and momentum increased greatly, and said: "Besides, where do you get the qualifications to say that you will give this world master a chance to live? You are too proud of yourself!"

"Why don't you surrender to Xing Huantian and this world master give you a chance to live?"

There was a silence in the starry sky.

Xu Liao and Li Yuan Tian Shen, who caught up, looked at each other in confusion. It was really hard to understand. How could Zhang Ruochen be so arrogant?

Is it the blood inheritance of the Xue Jue family?

Xue Tu and Xiao Hei also looked at each other. For the first time, they found that Zhang Ruochen was more arrogant than them when he spoke harshly, and it was natural. However, speaking harshly also depends on the situation!

In this situation...

The harsher the words are, the more harsh the beating will be.

The ghost master walked out of the temple, wearing a black robe, and the surrounding void seemed to have turned into a black hole, swallowing all the light and heat. Then, the ghost cloud in the starry sky turned into billions of giant hands, with the shadows of heads and tentacles.

The ghosts screamed and cried.

I don’t know how many souls have been devoured for the ghost master to have today’s cultivation.

“Why does the ghost master need to take action? I, Xu Liao, can take his life.”

Xu Liao was previously chopped back by Zhang Ruochen using the Sword Ancestor Soul Sword, but he knew that it must be Zhang Ruochen’s strongest sword. And he, the most powerful means, has not yet been used.

As long as Zhang Ruochen does not escape, Xu Liao has enough information to kill him in this starry sky.

The ghost master nodded gently and said, "I'll give you a chance to regain your face."

"Thank you, ghost master."

Xu Liao manifested a huge body, with a head like a star and arms like mountains. The corpse gas on his body surged out, emitting a strong corrosive force, and a group of divine flames condensed around him.

He mainly studied the way of fire, the way of death, and the way of the world of corruption, and mastered a lot of the mysteries of the way of fire.

Those who can enter the realm of Taixu are naturally not mediocre.

Zhang Ruochen pointed at Xu Liao and said in a deep voice: "Don't make a mistake. This world master will give you one last chance. Get out immediately, otherwise you will die without a burial place."

Xu Liao was almost furious. A mere new god, even if he had great luck and extraordinary combat power. But, in front of him, an ancient god in the realm of Taixu, it was too arrogant!

He couldn't bear it anymore.

"Looking for death!"

Xu Liao made a move, and the rules of the way of fire between heaven and earth became active.

The divine flames turned into various forms and rushed towards the blood-colored centipede ship from all directions.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen sacrificed a fist-sized temple. The height of the temple grew rapidly, emitting a far stronger corrosiveness than Xu Liao's Corruption Heavenly Dao.

The gray death aura surged out of the temple, and the sound of iron chains dragging was heard.

A roar came from the temple and resounded through the sea of ​​stars.

The ghost master's brows jumped.

The next moment, an ancient corpse with disheveled hair rushed out of the temple.

The ancient corpse was entangled in a flame column by chains and entered the void. The corpse continued to expand and reached a height of more than 10,000 miles.

It exhaled a breath of corpse gas from its mouth, which was cold and piercing, and completely froze the divine flame that Xu Liao had attracted.

Zhang Ruochen held the "Ming" token, controlled the flame column with his mental power, and controlled the old corpse ghost with the flame column, and slapped Xu Liao with one palm.

Xu Liao looked up and saw that the starry sky above his head was completely covered by a rotten big hand. His heart trembled violently, but he still punched out.

"Boom!"

With his Taixu realm cultivation, he was like a child in front of the old corpse ghost and was beaten away.

The Nine-Headed Dragon God, whose cultivation was far more powerful than his, couldn't even take the three hits of the old corpse ghost.

The protective field on Xu Liao's body shattered, and he spat out green corpse blood from his mouth. Before he could stabilize his body, he found that the space around him solidified and he appeared in the five-fingered big hand of the old corpse ghost.

"Not good..."

He was horrified and tried his best to activate the sub-god-level supreme holy weapon boxing gloves and support the world of the gods again.

The old corpse ghost was like a corpse ancestor born, his eyes were like blood moons, and his murderous aura was soaring into the sky. His five fingers crushed Xu Liao's world of the gods, and the earth collapsed inch by inch. Then, he lifted Xu Liao with his fingers and threw him into his mouth.