God Emperor

"He is no longer the little Phoenix Dynasty he once was. He is now one of the pillars of the Immortal Vampire Clan. His combat power will not be weaker than that of an old guy like me. It is only a matter of time before he catches up with you or even surpasses you in the future. You Do you think you can still control him? "

The leader of the undead blood clan came across space. Compared with before the battle on the Great Wall of Beize, he was much older and said: "This may be a good thing!"

The Immortal God of War looked at him.

The leader of the Undead Blood Clan looked at the brilliant starry sky and said: "In this battle, if the heavenly universe collapses, the universe will surely enter a new era. At that time, it will not be the confrontation between the heavenly universe and the hellish universe, but the confrontation between the living and the undead. Such turmoil has occurred in the Rakshasa clan. Not only are there living creatures in the Shura clan, there are also half of the undead... In short, as the core of the lower three clans of living beings, the undead vampire clan has to consider many things in advance! "

The Immortal God of War said: "It's easy for you, old guy. I guess you won't see that day anymore, but you can enjoy your old age in peace."

"Yeah, I won't live long! By then, Xuejueruo hasn't grown up yet, so you have to help him. Otherwise, I will turn into a fierce ghost and haunt you every day."

Speaking of this, the leader of the Immortal Blood Clan lost his interest and said: "It's a pity that people like us can't transform into the Ghost Clan. When the time comes, our souls will be scattered. Even if our souls remain, they will be split apart by the Yuanhui Tribulation." "

The Immortal War God said: "Give up your soul now, there is still a chance. I will help you!"

"If you abandon your soul, you will lose consciousness. What's the point of turning into a ghost? I am a hero. I don't want to wake up in the Santu River millions of years later and become the soul food of some low-level ghosts. I have no consciousness of past lives. , what’s the difference between being dead?”

Although the leader of the Undead Blood Clan said he didn't care, he was still unwilling to give in. He had too much attachment to this world. He recalled something in his mind, and suddenly he became energetic again and looked at a certain direction in the universe.

I saw a large piece of lightning heading towards the Ancient God's Nest.

"Tell me, is this old man Qing Cang really the Liang Emperor? Why does he conclude that the Liang Organization will definitely take action?"

The eyes of the Immortal God of War gradually darkened, and he said: "Of course the Liang Organization will take action, because they just want to provoke a full-scale war between the hell world and heaven. If the starry sky defense line is not broken, how can a full-scale war break out? This is in their interests, and of course it is in ours. Everyone wants to get the greatest benefit, and it depends on who can have the last laugh.”

The leader of the Immortal Blood Clan smiled and said, "Emperor Fengdu hasn't taken any action. He must be guarding against them, right?"

"Just them? Emperor Kuiliang may have some abilities, but he is not enough to be the opponent of Emperor Fengdu. Those things in the void world are the ones that need to be suppressed."

"boom!"

Suddenly, dense cracks appeared in the space behind the Immortal God of War and the Undead Blood Clan leader, each crack extending hundreds of millions of miles.

The strong blood spread through the cracks and turned into waterfalls of blood in the universe.

After a while, the ten-winged world of the undead vampires, shaped like a bat, moved out little by little.

The space is vibrating violently.

The dense space rules wrap up the ten-wing world and blend with the space rules of this star field.

The Immortal God of War was full of fighting spirit and flew towards the ten-winged world, saying: "Don't get involved in this battle. Go back to the Immortal City and defend the home of the Immortal Vampire Clan in the rear. Take less action and guard your blood. Live a few more years!”

"okay!"

The leader of the undead blood clan turned around and left, returning to the hell realm.

The ten winged worlds moved rapidly towards the starry sky defense line, like a cosmic blood bat flying in the dark void. The power it erupted could scare the hearts of the passing gods.

Suddenly ahead, the trajectory of countless stars changed and became extremely chaotic.

"Wow!"

In the center of the chaotic star ocean, a battle ax flew out and slashed towards the ten winged worlds.

A powerful force from heaven has come across the galaxy to fight against the entire undead vampire race alone to buy time for the starry sky defense line.

…

Lihentian.

Zhang Ruochen has never thought that time would pass so slowly. It is not difficult to practice body measurement, but it takes too much time.

It took Huangtian and the Empress two hundred years.

Even if the Wuji Divine Way is mysterious, even in the time torrent zone, it is absolutely impossible to achieve it overnight.

It's too late!

Outside, it was too difficult for the Dragon Lord to fight alone. He had been wounded many times, and Li Hentian was dyed red with divine blood.

It was all because they wanted to protect them from breaking through the realm that they were surrounded and killed by powerful men from all sides in the hell world.

"No, I can't continue practicing like this step by step. I have to break through as soon as possible."

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that his cultivation method was completely different from other monks, and he took a different path.

The so-called quantity and immeasurability are still within the rules of heaven and earth in this world.

In fact, he does not necessarily have to cultivate the body, but must condense the fourth image, the sun, to achieve the perfection of the four images.

Practicing body measurement can strengthen the physical body and soul, make one's foundation stronger, have a greater chance of successfully condensing the sun, and make it easier to carry the four images.

However, time is urgent now and there is no way to proceed step by step.

"boom!"

Zhang Ruochen stood up, with the divine patterns of light rules, divine patterns of space rules, and various yang-attribute Tao rules all released from his body, and his body burned.

No more measuring the body, just focus on the sun.

Even if my current physical body cannot bear it and there is a risk of spontaneous combustion and death, I still have to fight! The underworld and the dead are bullying people too much.

…

Eight Infinite Realm powerhouses clashed, and a vast void was thrown into chaos, filled with all kinds of divine lights and rules.

Fortunately, in Lihentian, the power of mysteries was suppressed, the rules of heaven and earth were difficult to mobilize, and the stability of space was difficult to break. Otherwise, the world would have been turned upside down, and the power fluctuations could destroy a star field.

One artifact after another released peerless power and bombarded them continuously.

The Dragon Lord had no way to escape. All of these powerful warriors in the Infinite Realm in the Hell Realm had experienced hundreds of battles. The six Infinitesimals with weaker cultivation levels always kept a distance from him, with the sole purpose of harassing and sneaking attacks and preventing him from escaping.

Although he can use his speed and physical advantages to injure them, he will also be blocked and will never be able to escape the encirclement.

The Lord of the Divine City evolved the Death Clan's only divine power, the "God of Death Transformation", and behind him, a black evil land appeared in the air of death.

This bad land is not his divine world, nor is it an illusion. It is a real existence. I don’t know where it came from, as if it manifested from a foreign space.

There are ten changes in the Death Transformation, and each time you upgrade one transformation, the power will be greatly increased.

According to legend, the Death Transformation was probably created by the original ancestor of the Death Race. It is extremely difficult to practice. Since ancient times, very few people have been able to practice to the seventh transformation.

A being like the Lord of the Divine City has only cultivated the Death Transformation to the sixth transformation, the Blood Shadow Transformation.

The Death Transformation was played, and a ferocious blood shadow rushed out from the evil earth, merging with the Lord of the Divine City. All four arms attacked together, and suddenly the bloody glow sprinkled on the Dragon Lord.

The dragon master was bleeding profusely and his wounds were difficult to heal. He looked at the bloody glow and immediately retreated.

The Lord of the Divine City smiled ferociously and said: "As soon as the Heavenly Lord's magical power comes out, the same realm sweeps across everything. Ji Wang, aren't you very strong? Why did you retreat?"

The Dragon Lord stopped and had no way to retreat!

The skeleton in white swung his sword, and the dark flames and the light of the sword merged, and he slashed from behind.

The dragon master mobilizes his divine energy and rules in order to condense his magical power.

However, a magical weapon in the form of a flying knife came through the air, forcing him to immediately block it. The half-developed magical power was forced to disperse.

"Pfft!"

The dragon master avoided the divine power of the Lord of the Divine City, but failed to avoid the sword of the white-clothed skeleton. He was hit in the right shoulder by the sword, the shoulder bone was completely broken, the blade was embedded in the body, and cut into the internal organs.

The dragon master's five fingers turned into dragon claws and grabbed the simple sword.

The skeleton in white was about to put away the knife, but found that the blade was not moving at all.

"Bang!"

Another dragon claw struck out, and the white-clothed skeleton immediately reached out with its palm and struck head-on with the dragon master.

The white-clothed skeleton flew out upside down.

Because his hand was cut off before, it was a new arm and was quite fragile. After the blow from the dragon master, the entire bone arm was shattered.

The Dragon Lord looked back and saw that the Lord of the Divine City had once again transformed into the Death God. Regardless of his injuries, the two dragon claws released golden flames, and the dragon horns on his head began to burn.

The dragon roar in the body is endless, like ten thousand dragons roaring.

"Death transformation!"

The Lord of the Divine City used his magical power and pressed down with his palms, causing the bloody clouds and black bad earth to fall down.

"Your Heavenly Master's magical power is still far from perfect, and your cultivation is very superficial."

"Wanlong Chaozong!"

The Dragon Lord's eyes were filled with a proud light that looked down on the world. He struck out with a palm, and the palm of his hand turned into a sky and earth, spraying a thin golden light mist.

Tens of thousands of divine dragons flew out from the palms of their hands. They were majestic and domineering, and directly penetrated the bloody divine clouds and black bad soil that were pressed down. They collapsed and fell again amidst the roar.

"puff!"

The Lord of the Divine City's palm exploded, turning into blood mist, and his body quickly retreated backwards.