God Emperor

"Junior Zhang Ruochen, pay your respects to the Sword Ancestor!"

Zhang Ruochen was thousands of miles away, standing in a wilderness full of green spiritual flowers and grasses, and bowed in the direction of the red sacred tree.

The wind rustled.

Got no response.

In the Origin Temple, Zhang Ruochen encountered the sword soul of the Sword Ancestor and had remaining spiritual memories. It can be seen how powerful the ancestor is, even if hundreds of millions of years have passed, he can still retain something.

But here, nothing seems to be left.

That crimson sacred tree is the only creature on the 18th floor of the entire Sword Pavilion that is older than ten yuanhui, and is extremely ancient. The leaves swayed, and the rules of heaven and earth throughout time and space were disrupted. Wonderful sights such as red clouds in the sky, ravines in space, long rivers of sword energy, etc. appeared.

Zhang Ruochen did not force his way in because the ancestral divine patterns were densely packed here and could not be avoided.

Not to mention him, those who are free and infinite, and even the heavens, must be cautious when facing the ancestral divine pattern.

Zhang Ruochen took out the six divine swords. They were once the swords of the Sword Ancestor. Although the weapon spirit is no longer the same as it used to be, the sword is still the sword of the past.

Zhang Ruochen released six divine thoughts and placed them in six divine swords.

"Swish!"

The six divine swords flew out together and gradually approached the red divine tree.

The divine thought in the sword once again saw the withered bones sitting cross-legged under the tree. Wearing silver-white divine clothes, holding a sword finger in one hand and a branch in the other, he drew little figures dancing swords on the ground.

It seems that he is deducing some kind of profound swordsmanship!

In Zhang Ruochen's mind, along with the six divine swords and six divine thoughts, six consciousnesses and six viewing angles appeared, constantly approaching the withered bones of the Sword Ancestor.

There was no attack like last time.

Sudden.

The six divine swords were pulled by a strong aura, accelerated towards the Sword Ancestor's withered bones, and were inserted into the six directions of the withered bones.

The sword body trembled and could not fly again.

The boss of the Divine Sword was shocked: "He is indeed the ancestor of the sword in the past. He has such a powerful sword field aura."

"This is the ancestor of swordsmanship, the number one swordsman in history!" said the fifth swordman.

"It's a pity that the sword ancestor has passed away."

"What kind of swordsmanship is the sword ancestor deducing? He was deducing it even before he died. It must be the invincible sword in the world!"

…

Zhang Ruochen's six-path divine thoughts and six-handled divine swords tried again, but they still couldn't break the ancestral aura of the Sword Ancestor.

I can’t imagine how terrifying Jianzu’s aura was when he was alive!

Then Zhang Ruochen's six-path mind looked at the sword-dancing villains on the ground.

Suddenly, these villains came to life and evolved one exquisite sword style after another. Some can cross the stars with one sword, some can pierce the sky with one sword, and some can break through time and space...

After just a moment of meditation, Zhang Ruochen's six-path divine thoughts were unbearable and almost decomposed.

Thousands of miles away, Zhang Ruochen's real body opened his eyes. After careful calculation and study, he shot out a wisp of spiritual energy from his fingertips and flew to the direction of the red sacred tree.

He wanted to use his spirit to try to take back a divine sword.

At the same time, he was also testing the dangers of the Ancestral Divine Pattern and the Ancestral Sword Domain.

The divine energy was still hundreds of miles away from the crimson sacred tree. It didn't know what it touched. Suddenly, a blazing and powerful brilliance burst out in the void.

Zhang Ruochen immediately stepped back and blocked the God-defying Monument in front of him.

"Boom!"

The brilliance hit the Anti-God Monument, and even the people behind the monument flew Zhang Ruochen away, smashed it to the ground, and retreated hundreds of miles.

When Zhang Ruochen stabilized his figure again, he found many cracks on the Nishen Monument.

These cracks quickly solidified.

"Amazing!"

Zhang Ruochen secretly assessed that with his current level of cultivation, even with the help of various treasures, it would be difficult to break through the Ancestral Divine Mark and the Ancestral Sword Domain.

However, after all, Sword Ancestor has passed away for too long. He is an ancient ancestor, and the power left behind is already quite weak.

As long as the four images are perfect and the cultivation level is greatly improved, there may be another result.

Zhang Ruochen left the Six Paths of Divine Sense in the Divine Sword, stayed beside the bones of the Sword Ancestor to learn the sword, and then exited the 18th floor of the Sword Pavilion. On the way, I randomly picked some rare treasures.

Lord Jie was waiting on the seventeenth floor. When he saw Zhang Ruochen walking out, he immediately rushed over and asked, "How are you doing? What treasures did you get?"

Zhang Ruochen looked cautious and said: "The inside is wider than the seventeenth floor. There are elixirs everywhere, and sacred trees and fruits can be seen everywhere. By the way, the most precious thing is the sword bone. The Sword Ancestor is sitting inside, There is nothing left behind, what a pity!”

Lord Jie didn't believe Zhang Ruochen at all and said anxiously: "Since the Sword Ancestor is sitting inside, there must be countless relics. How could there be nothing? You just let it slip!"

"There really is nothing left. After so many years, even if there is anything left, it will be reduced to ashes."

Zhang Ruochen said as he walked quickly towards the sixteenth floor.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was in such a hurry to leave, Lord Jie was even more unlikely to let him go, and said: "You will be struck by lightning if you deceive our ancestors."

Zhang Ruochen hesitated again and again, as if he was having a psychological struggle, and said: "Is the ancestor's spirit in the swallow boots enough?"

Zhang Ruochen stayed on the eighteenth floor for nearly ten days, and almost three years passed on the seventeenth floor.

Lord Jie took out the swallow boots, but immediately took them back.

"I have never seen such a stingy ancestor like you. Why do you regret the things you promised to give?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Lord Jie asked: "What exactly did you get on the eighteenth floor?"

Zhang Ruochen took the swallow boots and put them on directly, saying: "If you want the relics left by the Sword Ancestor, you must exchange them for the relics left by the Great Master!"

"It's gone, it's really gone! Why don't you even believe in our ancestors?" Lord Jie said.

"Old Jie, if you think about it carefully, the few things left by Sword Ancestor are too precious. If there are not enough benefits, I can't give them to you casually."

Zhang Ruochen made a move to leave.

Lord Jie stopped him again and said: "Why are young people so impatient? When talking about things or business, the key is to talk about one word. Just wait..."

Lord Jie secretly looked at Zhang Ruochen, and seeing his arrogant and disdainful look, he gritted his teeth, took out a copper door, and placed it heavily in front of Zhang Ruochen.

The bronze door is eight meters high and half a meter thick, with golden patterns on it.

There should be two bronze doors, this is the one on the left.

Zhang Ruochen released his divine energy and lifted it up, which was unbelievably heavy. If it’s not a god, it’s probably impossible to pick it up.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were strange and he said: "Old Jie, you... you are more unfilial than me. You won't tear down the Tianyu left by the great master, right? Is this one of the doors?"

"Pooh!"

Lord Jie said: "This is a bronze door from the Zhang family's residence ten Yuanhui ago. It contains an ancestral energy left behind by the Great Lord to protect the family. Unfortunately, the Zhang family was destroyed and everything was burned to the ground. "

"I dug this door out of the ground. It is the only remnant of the Zhang family from the past."

Zhang Ruochen frowned and said: "There is only a thin amount of Ancestral Divine Energy, why is there no Ancestral Divine Mark in it?"

"A weapon that can withstand the divine marks of the ancestors is not much worse than a divine weapon. It is extremely rare. What else do you want after getting a pair of swallow boots?"

Lord Jie was really angry. If he hadn't had great expectations for the Sword Ancestor's relics, he wouldn't have been able to reveal his wealth and take out this treasure.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Then help me inject more ancestral energy into the door."

"Without the ancestral divine pattern, the door cannot carry much ancestral divine energy. It is now at its limit." Lord Jie lost his patience and wanted to close the bronze door, saying, "Do you want love?"

"Why are older people so impatient?"

Zhang Ruochen pressed the bronze door and immediately put it away. Then he took out a fist-sized black pine cone from his arms and handed it to Lord Jie.

Lord Jie took the pine cone and looked at it.

It contains divine substances and should come from a sacred tree. It's okay. I reluctantly accepted it, which can be regarded as a filial piety from this boy.

He spread his hands and said: "Quick, quick, there are the Sword Ancestor's relics, take them out quickly and have a look, let me choose one."

"Didn't I give it to you just now?"

Zhang Ruochen inspired the power of Swallow Boots and disappeared on the seventeenth floor of the sword pavilion.

Lord Jie howled and chased him out of the sword pavilion, only to find that Zhang Ruochen had disappeared and was hiding somewhere.

Half a month later, the Kunlun world was calm. Zhang Ruochen walked out of the north cliff of Shushan and quietly went to the Eastern Region, entered the ancestral land of Wangshan, and came to the tomb of Tianzun.

Above Tianzun's tomb, there are still ten layers of the twenty-seventh layer of heaven condensed by the nine-color chaotic energy and chaotic rules, and the remaining seventeen layers have been absorbed by Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao.

Zhang Ruochen has fully understood the 18th punch intention of Fudo Mingwang Fist and flies directly into the nine-color chaotic energy.

"Wow!"

A large amount of chaotic divine energy and chaotic rules surged into the mysterious fetus beneath his belly.

Qi and rules circulated in the body for a long time, and then sank into the mysterious womb again. But the process of running it made Zhang Ruochen's aura quality improve rapidly.

The body and soul are also growing.

Soon after, only nine layers of the sky were left above Tianzun's tomb.

Zhang Ruochen felt the power in his body carefully, and it was obviously more consolidated, and his cultivation strength also improved to a higher level. However, according to Grand Master, it will take a long time for him to accumulate the Four Symbols to perfection.

Zhang Ruochen arranged a time god array in Tianzun's tomb, using the main god-level time mystery as the core to promote its operation, so that the time ratio of the god array reached one to thirty.

Here, Zhang Ruochen completely entered a state of retreat to consolidate his cultivation and enlightenment.

His main focus is on the Way of Space and the Way of Light, and he also practices the Fudo Mingou Fist, Time Sword Technique, Sword Nineteen, Biluo Huangquan, and various magical powers.

Only by fully understanding the 19th heavy fist intention of Fudo Myoou Fist can we continue to absorb the nine-color chaotic divine light and chaotic rules.

Time flies and things change.

In the universe, earth-shaking events are happening one after another, but no one comes to disturb Zhang Ruochen.

Including Lord Jie, who sensed the changes in Wangshan's ancestral land, he did not go to Zhang Ruochen to settle accounts. He silently took out a small notebook and jotted down a note, planning a revenge method in his heart.

In the time array, six thousand years have passed!

Outside, two hundred years have passed.

Twenty thousand years have passed since the seventeenth floor of the Sword Pavilion.

In the distant Sword World, under the sundial, more than 70,000 years have passed.

On the seventeenth floor of the sword pavilion, the Supreme Being and Lord Jie sat together, discussing some specific matters for opening the eighteenth floor of the sword pavilion.

The stone door on the eighteenth floor can block the Lord Jie, but it cannot block the Supreme Master.

The Supreme Being has laid out a divine formation on the stone gate.

You can rely on the divine formation to open the stone gate and connect the Kunlun Realm and the Ancestral Realm inside.

"I think we can wait a little longer. Only ten Yuanhui have been restored in the Ancestral World. The entry of large-scale monks will definitely destroy the ecology inside. You can try to educate some plant creatures first, or you can select those who have the ability to become gods. A large number of monks have the talent to go into training and look for opportunities," Tai Shang said.

Lord Jie said: "You even have to worry about these trivial matters, and you are not afraid of exhausting yourself?"

The Supreme Master smiled and said: "I don't have much time. I can do as much as I want. In the future, I have to rely on you and Jiwang to support the Kunlun Realm. For the time being, I will protect, guide and educate the Ancestral Realm left by the Sword Ancestor. In the future I'll leave it to you...eh..."

The Supreme Master peered in the direction of King Mountain in the Eastern Territory and said: "It's almost time. Ruochen's cultivation has achieved another major breakthrough. He should have accumulated enough. Now we will take him to the Lihentian Breakthrough Realm."

"This kid is only in the realm of a great god, and his cultivation is already so great. What can he do once he reaches the limitless realm? Can the limitless peak of the universe suppress him?"

Tai Shang said: "His future road is farther and more difficult than ours, and he has responsibilities that we are not capable of shouldering."

"Isn't it true that I don't have many chances to deal with him?"

Lord Jie cursed, left the sword pavilion, and went to King Mountain.

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