God Emperor

The stone statue is a hundred feet tall and solemn and sacred.

I don't know who carved it, but it is lifelike, showing the boundless momentum and majesty of the Lord of the Dark Temple.

The stone statue spoke, and the divine voice was as loud as thunder: "Zhang Ruochen, you actually came here?"

Zhang Ruochen was not surprised by the divine power, and his body was as straight as a long sword. He said: "I am half the master of the Dark Temple. Why can't I come here? Is the Lord of Wubian okay in the Beize Great Wall? Can he come back alive?"

A deep hum sounded!

There is a divine power that penetrates time and space and breaks the world, rushing from the endless and distant star field, and merging with the stone statue.

Inside the stone statue, dense regular divine patterns and heavy dark divine power rushed out, turning into a black cloud.

The black cloud quickly rushed towards Zhang Ruochen, shaped like an evil spirit, holding the Heaven-Slaying Divine Blade and slashing out.

The space inside the temple is vast, and the evil spirit is like a dark cloud covering the sky.

The divine pattern of rules integrated into the body of the evil spirit is far superior to the divine pattern of rules of the great god. It is an infinite divine pattern, and each one contains the power to kill gods.

Zhang Ruochen retreated again and again, and stopped not far from the temple door. He stepped on the bow step, and the chaotic light burst out from his body, and punched out.

Acala Fist!

At the moment of punching, sixty-eight human-shaped phantoms appeared around Zhang Ruochen, with different postures and fists, representing the sixty-eight fist intentions of the seventeenth level of Acala Fist.

The sixty-eight fist intentions merged into one and overlapped with the real body.

"Bang!"

The fist collided with the Heaven-Slaying Divine Blade chopped out by the evil spirit.

The dark light and the chaotic light collided with each other, dividing the temple and tearing the space apart. A powerful and inexplicable shock force spread out of the temple.

All the cultivators outside the temple were shaken away like wormwood and dead wood.

The sub-god-level supreme holy weapon boxing gloves on Zhang Ruochen's arms showed bright light patterns, blocking Wubian's attack, and laughed heartily: "Palace Master, now is different from the past. It is impossible for you to cross a distant star field to kill me!"

"Swish!"

Six divine swords appeared behind Zhang Ruochen, leaving a stream of sword marks.

The light on the sword body became hotter and hotter, as if it was going to melt the entire temple.

Zhang Ruochen dived forward.

The six divine swords followed.

Zhang Ruochen made sword seals with both hands, and the six divine swords formed a sword formation. The sword tips pointed at one point, and with a "bang" sound, the dark evil spirit was shattered.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, Zhang Ruochen had arrived in front of the stone statue, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand merged and stabbed straight out. Then, the six divine swords stabbed at the chest of Wubian stone statue, breaking the infinite divine patterns.

"Snap!"

A crack appeared on the chest of the stone statue.

But at this moment, a deep and thick dark force burst out from the stone statue.

Zhang Ruochen's vision turned completely black, and even the divine light emitted by the six divine swords could not tear through the darkness. At the same time, a strong pulling force came from the darkness, dragging Zhang Ruochen into the abyss.

Zhang Ruochen was not panicked and urged the dark secret.

"Boom!"

A thunder sounded above the temple.

Chixuan Ghost King standing outside the temple was horrified to find that the dark power and dark rules of the entire Great Heart Ape Ancestor Realm condensed into a materialized dark air wisp, all rushing towards the temple.

A tall and majestic black figure stood above the temple, looking up at the sky.

Suddenly, the dark rules in the starry sky also gathered continuously. The stars lost their luster, and the world was swallowed by darkness.

The tall black figure was exactly the same as Zhang Ruochen.

"The Lord God... is the Lord God of Darkness!"

After the fluctuation of divine power subsided, Chixuan Ghost King rushed into the temple immediately. Seeing the rubble on the ground, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

It turned out that the temple master was showing his magical power!

But looking at this situation, the temple master was defeated and couldn't even save his own statue.

"Wubian is really powerful. He is far away from the Beize Great Wall, but his divine power can affect the Great Heart Ape Ancestor Realm. I understand, it is the rule divine pattern. Wubian left part of his rule divine pattern in the stone statue."

"I said, Wubian is not immortal, it's just a stone statue, how can he be so powerful."

Zhang Ruochen took all the infinite rule divine patterns and dark divine power in the rubble into his palm, condensed them into a dark light ball, and then used the divine flame to refine them.

Chixuan Ghost Lord completely regained his composure, and then, with a look of admiration in his eyes, he exclaimed: "Ruochen Jiezun is actually the Lord of Darkness, it's incredible! The Lord of Darkness among the great gods is rare in ancient times, and today I can really open my eyes."

Then, he carefully said: "Since Jiezun is married to Wuyue Hall Master, the past grievances can actually be written off, and there is no need to offend the Hall Master again."

"This lord is not saying this to support the Dark Temple, but to consider Jiezun. After all, who doesn't want to have one less powerful enemy and one more powerful helper?"

Zhang Ruochen has refined the boundless rule divine pattern and dark divine power, and he is too lazy to explain anything to Chixuan Ghost Lord, saying: "Go and do what you should do!"

After Chixuan Ghost Lord left, Zhang Ruochen's heart flashed with light, releasing tens of thousands of mental power clones, rushing to all directions, and intensively analyzing the formation inscriptions inside and outside the temple.

After a while, Chixuan Ghost Lord returned with a bad look on his face. He said, "I have already dealt with them severely, but among the true gods, only Chihun Lord is willing to surrender."

This result was expected by Zhang Ruochen.

After all, those who can become true gods have strong spiritual will.

In fact, including Chixuan Ghost Lord and Yuantian Lord, they are not truly surrendering at the moment. They just have different temperaments and beliefs and are seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages.

They each have their own plans in mind and their own way of preservation.

Chixuan Ghost Lord said: "But Chixuan Lord has conditions."

"What conditions?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Chixuan Ghost King said: "He said that if he surrenders to you, the Red Soul Kingdom will be destroyed by the Death Temple, and all the tribesmen and descendants will become dead souls or prisoners. If the World Venerable can preserve the Red Soul Kingdom, He was willing to submit and be loyal from then on.”

"Loyalty!" Zhang Ruochen smiled.

Lord Red Soul knelt on one knee outside the temple and said solemnly: "This is definitely not a lie! The reason why this god surrenders to the Realm Lord is not because he is greedy for life and afraid of death. In fact, there are two reasons."

"First, if this god dies, the Red Soul Divine Kingdom will lose the protection of the gods and will be divided among the major kingdoms of the dead. The tribesmen and descendants will still be unable to escape the fate of becoming dead souls and prisoners!"

"Secondly, I am really impressed by the talent of the World Master. I firmly believe that the World Master will achieve extraordinary things in the future. Following the World Master is abandoning the darkness and turning to the light. It is the pursuit of a more magnificent future. Who doesn't want to follow the future master?"

Lord Yuantian, who was standing aside, said to himself, "I usually see Lord Red Soul as majestic and arrogant, but I didn't expect you to be so flattering. He is no match for you!"

Lord Yuantian thought in his heart, had he surrendered too quickly, and would his status in Zhang Ruochen's heart be surpassed by Lord Chihun?

Zhang Ruochen's voice came from the temple: "Very good! You have such an idea. You are empathetic, responsible, and responsible. You are also far-sighted and see things thoroughly. You are a talent."

"The Lord of this world has summoned Xue Mu, the former master of the Palace of Eternal Life, and ordered him to immediately rush to the dead tribe and bring the whole country of Red Soul Divine Kingdom. At the same time, there is also the Kingdom of Yuantian Divine Kingdom!"

Lord Yuantian looked flattered, bowed quickly and said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, Lord World. In fact, I have already sent a message to my beloved daughter Yuanshu, asking her to bring Yuantian Divine Kingdom to the Star Territory of the Royal City of Hundred Clans. Lord Yuantian Although this country is only a small divine country, it still has countless talents and resources that will definitely contribute to the power of the world master. "

Zhang Ruochen said: "In fact, I don't understand the ideas and some extreme practices of the various tribes in the hell world. There are indeed irreconcilable conflicts between the dead and the living. However, I have the heart to accept all rivers. As long as you follow the If you behave according to the rules, there will naturally be a place for the dead to survive in this world.”

Lord Yuantian and Lord Chihun both looked moved.

Zhang Ruochen's words seemed plain and natural, but they also revealed a terrifying ambition. He seemed to want to destroy the entire dead race.