God Emperor

The so-called "war temple" refers to the temple left by the ancient strong men, which was inherited by the gods of later generations and turned into a temple for war.

Like a temple-shaped armor.

It has the strongest defense power and the strongest attack power.

It is very similar to the Ancestral Temple of the Yasha Clan, except that the general war magic temple is far less powerful than the Ancestral Temple.

Of course, whether it is the Ancestral Temple or the War Technique Temple, the key lies in the cultivation level of the temple owner. The stronger the soul of the temple owner, the stronger the power of the temple can be elicited.

The demi-god flew out of the black temple and crossed the void.

Black lightning flashed around the temple, containing terrifying killing power.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were solemn, but he was not deterred by the aura of the Infinite God. He attacked forward, pinched the sword formula with his fingers, and triggered the sword energy like rain, which hit the temple heavily.

"boom!"

A large area of ​​space collapsed.

Zhang Ruochen and the Black Temple fell into the void world together, sword energy and formation beams intertwined.

The half-god's soul was released, and with a wave of his sleeves, a long river of purple divine energy surged out of the temple.

Divine energy is at a level that can only be cultivated by the infinite god. Every ray can kill gods. Such a long river of divine energy rushes into a divine array with a diameter of ten thousand feet.

The divine formation rotated rapidly, and gray clouds surged out of the center of the formation.

A tall, ferocious-faced, and powerful dead god came out of the clouds and swung a sickle-shaped war blade, piercing the sky.

Zhang Ruochen's sword energy was completely shattered by the sickle.

The sword light passed by him, and with just a little touch, the body-protecting divine light was torn apart, and a blood mark appeared on his shoulder.

It was terrifying, like a blow from the real God King.

Seeing the blood dripping from Zhang Ruochen's shoulder, the demi-god breathed a secret sigh of relief and said: "No matter how strong you are, you are still below the limitless level, and the power I am using now is already limitless. No matter you are a famous sword god, or something else Who, show your true strength!"

Zhang Ruochen could tell that the combat power of the demi-god who controlled the War Technique Temple was already superior to that of Xuan Yi's clone.

Of course, this does not mean that the demi-god is the number one person under the Infinite. After all, if Xuan Yi controls the Tongtian Temple, he can easily crush his War Technique Temple.

Just like the God of War of Blood Jue offering sacrifices to the remains of the ancestor of Blood Jue, who can stop him under the immeasurable circumstances?

Every ancient god from a major force has a powerful trump card that can increase his combat power to the point of being invincible. The key depends on whether you can bear the cost of losing your trump card.

Xuan Yi lost the Tongtian Temple, half of the Battle Magic Temple, the Blood God of War lost the ancestor's remains, and the Jade Spirit God lost the Yaksha Ancestral Temple...these were not just their own losses.

If they are really taken away by the old scheming people hiding in the darkness, the forces behind them will definitely become furious.

Zhang Ruochen did not use artifacts or mysteries, but dodge with the speed of his body and did not collide head-on with the Temple of War Techniques.

In the eyes of all the spectators, Zhang Ruochen is in danger at this moment. If he slows down a little, he will be beaten to pieces by the divine formation in the Temple of War Techniques.

Unknowingly, the battlefield between Zhang Ruochen and Banzun was getting further and further away from Xiongguan Star.

Above the atmosphere of Xiongguan Star, Muto God of War walked out of thin air.

He is the second strongest person in the Dark Temple after Wuyue. His bones are wrapped in black iron, which puts great pressure on all the gods of the hell realm present.

"This famous sword god is really surprisingly powerful. Yuan Ruhai even used the War Technique Temple, but couldn't defeat him. It seems that I need help from this god!"

The voice of Muto God of War was dry, as harsh as iron rubbing against each other.

A god from the Dark Temple said: "God of War, be careful. The famous sword god in front of you may not be the real famous sword god. He is so strong that he doesn't look like a great god at all. Maybe he was transformed into an old monster from the Infinite Realm!"

"So what if it is transformed from an old monster from the Infinite Realm? If you dare to be an enemy of the Hell Realm, you must pay the price."

Muto God of War tore open the space, crossed the void directly, and rushed to the battlefield between Zhang Ruochen and Demi-Zun.

He never thought about using his own cultivation to compete with the famous sword god. After all, the previous half-master was severely injured by the famous sword god in an instant. With such fighting power, who would dare to compete?

However, before the Nine-Death Emperor went to the Great Wall of Kitazawa, he left him a temple of war magic. It was a temple refined by the ancient heavens, and it contained the power left by the heavens.

This War Technique Temple was reserved for him to deal with the God King and the Lord in order to protect the interests of the Dark Temple in the universe.

The strength displayed by the famous Sword God and the threat it may pose have reached the point where the War Technique Temple must be used.

"boom!"

Muto, the God of War, drove a white temple and descended into the world of nothingness.

The white temple is as crystal clear as jade. A jade-carved divine dragon is wrapped around the temple. There are auspicious clouds floating around, emitting colorful rays of light.

It's not like a temple owned by the gods of the Dark Temple, but more like a temple belonging to the Immortal Family.

Driven by the soul of Mutuo, the God of War, Zhang Ruochen was enveloped in colorful rays of light. Every ray of light was like a divine chain, making Zhang Ruochen feel like he had fallen into a swamp.

I wanted to raise my arm, but it felt like there was a hundred thousand sacred mountains pressing on it.

The jade dragon came to life, with all the divine patterns on its body densely packed, and it swung Zhang Ruochen away three thousand miles away with its claws.

Zhang Ruochen's internal organs ached, and his 70% Immeasurable-level body couldn't bear it, as if it was about to burst.

But everything was as he expected. The strongest trump cards of all the major forces in the hell world were exposed. They were indeed very powerful and could resist the attack of the Infinite God King of the Universe.

If they did not have such strength, it would be abnormal and would make Zhang Ruochen feel that they were showing weakness to the enemy.

"It's a pity that I didn't bring the Sword Temple with me, otherwise why would I be afraid of you two?" Zhang Ruochen deliberately sighed, and then stepped on the divine step and fled to the depths of the universe. "Want to escape? How can it be so easy!" The God of War Muto activated the space teleportation array under the Temple of War, the space trembled, ripples appeared, and the temple disappeared. When it appeared again, it was intercepted in front of Zhang Ruochen. At the same time, Princess Shenba in the Yin-Yang Eighteen Bureaus and the second elder of the Zhenmie Palace in the Hundred Sons Qilin Formation slowly withdrew and distanced themselves from Xiongguan Star. But they were chased by the God King Battle Formation and it was difficult to escape. The Hell Realm completely took the upper hand, and the expressions of the gods above Xiongguan Star relaxed. The pressure brought to them by the four ancient gods of the Heavenly Court was really not small. "On the battlefield, the power of an individual is still too small to overturn the world." The Lord of the Sun chuckled: "The gods of the Sun civilization listen to the order, offer the heavenly flag, and kill the ancient god of the plow mark."

In the Xiongguan Star, a more terrifying aura of power than the Battle Temple of the Half-Zun and the God of War Muto emanated, and a battle flag flew out of the void, making the rules of heaven and earth in the star field become active in an instant.

The power left by the world is obviously much more terrifying than the dead Great Freedom and the ancient gods.

"Why use the heavenly flag for a mere plow mark ancient god?" A melodious divine voice resounded through the world.

Three divine lights flew out from the Xiongguan Star.

Each divine light contained an extremely terrifying aura. When flying, the space trembled and the stars trembled.

They were the three ancient strong men of the Bone Clan, Bai Changxu, Yunzhonghu, and Hei Tao. Each of them dominated a sea of ​​bones and was a giant in the realm of gods.

"The three ancient gods should not underestimate the enemy. The cultivation of the ancient god Lihen is extraordinary." Yanyang Tianzhu reminded.

"Leopard King and Ice King were both severely injured by the ancient god Lihen. The three ancient gods of the bone clan dared to attack, and they must have something to hold back." Yanyang Tianzhu looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw that the one who said this was the ancient god Shenfeng of the Qinglu Temple.

The ancient god Shenfeng had butterfly wings on his back and stepped on green divine mist.

In the divine mist, a black coffin was suspended.

Seeing the Sun Lord looking over, the Ancient God of Wind nodded to him and said, "Today's events are a bit strange. Although the four ancient gods of Heaven are strong, they are not strong enough to challenge the army of Hell. There must be something fishy. Now that the top masters have taken action, Xiongguan Star is empty inside. We must beware of the sneak attack of Heaven and Xing Huantian."

The Sun Lord is very confident and said, "Don't worry! With the four great divine masters in charge, Xiongguan Star is as solid as a rock."

"The Ancient God of Wind is worrying too much. We are still here!" said the Great God of Taixu.

...

The two Battle Method Temples, one in front and one behind, suppressed Zhang Ruochen in a broken space within ten thousand miles.

There are thirty-four divine formations surrounding the four directions.

Each of the divine patterns left by the Great Freedom and the Heavens is like a knife that kills gods, smashing the divine world derived by Zhang Ruochen into pieces.

The supreme holy weapons released by Zhang Ruochen all turned into metal fragments, which could not withstand the attack of the Battle Method Temple.

"They have all been lured out, and the time is almost up. Xiongguan Star and Baizu King City should take action!" Zhang Ruochen secretly took out the Tianzun scroll and hid it in his sleeve, preparing to fight back.

Feng Yan, who was hiding in the dark, could no longer bear it.

"With the blessing of the Battle Method Temple, Banzun and Muto War God have almost the combat power of the God King and God Lord, but Big Brother cannot reveal his identity and cannot use the secrets and artifacts. This is too unfair!"

Feng Yan rushed out regardless of Chi Cai Luo's dissuasion.

"Great... Sword God, take the sword!"

Feng Yan shot out the Pure Yang Sword.

The sword was like a dazzling meteor fire, cutting through the starry sky.

The Pure Yang Sword passed through the light curtain of the God Array and flew towards Zhang Ruochen.

"Sure enough, there are other gods in the heaven hidden in the dark."

Banzun stood outside the Battle Method Temple, glanced at Feng Yan, raised his arm, and waved his palm out. The palm shook in circles.

The heaven and earth were touched, and a divine handprint nearly ten thousand meters long appeared in the void and fell towards Feng Yan.

It was so powerful that it was going to beat him to death.

Feng Yan only felt that the space on all sides was collapsing towards him, his body could not move, and the divine energy in his body was difficult to circulate.

Chi Qia Luo and Mandala Flower God appeared one after another, but distant water could not quench a nearby fire.

Ji Fanxin stood hundreds of thousands of miles away, waved her fragrant sleeves, and a colorful rain of petals appeared. The ten thousand meter long divine handprint instantly turned into wisps of mist and decomposed.

The skill was so brilliant that Banzun was secretly shocked.

He looked with his divine eyes, and could only see Chi Qia Luo, Mandala Flower God, and Xiang Chunan, but could not find the trace of the caster, and his heart could not help but sink slightly.