God Emperor

The nine dragon roars were long and shocking.

Nine golden dragons flew out from the dragon robes of the Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord, meandering through the silver sacred trees. They collided with the protective divine formation arranged by Yan Wuque, causing countless ripples of divine patterns.

Yan Wuque's eyes squinted, and he looked at the wolf like a hawk, and said: "Why does the Lord need to come to this muddy water? You should know how deep this water is."

Yan Wuque was not stupid, so how could he possibly believe that the Emperor Ancestor God would take action against him just for the little benefit of the Space Temple?

The Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord landed on the top of a silver sacred tree, with long hair flying and an outstanding figure. He said decisively: "I have practiced for hundreds of thousands of years, and I have fearlessness in my heart. Palace Master Yan, you are the sage of the predecessors, how could you do this? Do you think that just a few threatening words can scare me away?"

"Wow!"

The Dragon Scale Halberd appeared in the hands of the Emperor Ancestor God Lord.

He flew out in an arc and appeared diagonally above dozens of miles away from Yan Wuque.

Swing the halberd and strike out.

The divine light seemed to be able to tear apart the heaven and the earth.

Suddenly, Yan Wuque's protective formation was shattered into pieces.

A gap appeared in the impregnable defense.

Yan Wuque was well aware of the formidable fighting power of the Emperor Ancestor God Lord. He was once the most dazzling star in the heaven. It was rare to encounter an enemy of the same level. Once he got close to him, the outcome would be decided.

Yan Wuque felt regretful, he shouldn't have rushed into the Space Temple and been caught.

It was precisely because he had lost his righteousness that the Emperor Ancestor Divine Lord was able to take action decisively.

Moreover, he underestimated Zhang Ruochen's strength and determination.

If he controlled the formation to destroy the palace and led all the gods in the palace to come together, how could he end up in such a passive situation now?

At this moment, it has become extremely difficult for him to escape.

In the final analysis, I lost to my own pride and arrogance.

"It must not fall into Zhang Ruochen's hands."

Yan Wuque's eyes suddenly became sharp and he took out a bright yellow wooden box.

Open.

"Swish!"

Three hundred and sixty match-sized formation flags flew out of the box in succession.

The formation flags are rising in the wind.

The flagpole became as thick as a bowl, and various patterns appeared on the black flag, like snowflakes, ancient beasts, and mountains...

"Snow Wind Continent, Infinite Sacred Mountains."

Yan Wuque shouted loudly, the divine sound deafening.

"call!"

The sound of howling wind and snow echoed through the void.

A continent of ice and snow appears in the formation. It is extremely vast. The mountains can span tens of millions of miles. Strange mountains and dangerous valleys can be seen everywhere. It is no different from a big world.

The three hundred and sixty formation flags are like the three hundred and sixty pillars holding up the world.

Use formations to create a big world?

Or seal a big world in a formation?

No matter what the situation is, this formation is no small matter.

The Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord landed on the ground of Fengxue Continent, looked around, put away his contempt, and said: "I have never heard of Palace Master Yan having such a trump card before. Could this be the foundation of the Divine Formation of the Palace of Destruction? ?”

Yan Wuque's voice came from the wind and snow, saying: "The Lord God should be mentally prepared to face a formation master with an eighty-ninth level of spiritual power. It's not too late to retreat now!"

Standing on the mirror stage, Zhang Ruochen saw the 360 ​​formation flags and the Wind and Snow Continent blocking the Ten Thousand Buddhas formation. Not only did he not panic, but he showed joy and said: "The Lord God doesn't know something. This big world is called Fengyue Realm." ! One hundred thousand years ago, it was famous in the Western universe."

"Back then, when the gods of heaven and the gods of hell were fighting, Palace Master Yan who should have gone to support Kunlun Realm quietly went to Fengyue Realm instead."

"How did the Fengyue Realm disappear into the universe, and all the gods died? Why was Palace Master Yan able to break through the realms one after another in the past hundred thousand years of spiritual power? And why was the Fengyue Realm refined into a divine formation? The cause and effect relationship, I'm afraid Only Palace Master Yan himself knows.”

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Lian, who had summoned Zhao Gongming and Guangmu War God to break up the fight, his eyes stern.

She knows the Fengyue Realm.

One hundred thousand years ago, it could definitely rank among the top twenty in the Western Universe, and it was a first-class powerful world.

Yan Wuque's eyes were filled with anger, and he said: "Little Ruochen, you are trying to kill people! This formation refined by this palace master is called Fengxue Continent, and it has nothing to do with Fengyue Realm."

"Back then, I was indeed ordered to go to support the Kunlun Realm, but I was intercepted by powerful men from the Hell Realm on the way and almost died."

"My palace master understands that you are deliberately retaliating. You don't dare to deal with the heavens in the hell realm, but you blame the Kunlun realm on a monk who risked his life to rescue him. It's ridiculous, extremely ridiculous."

Zhang Ruochen waited calmly and said: "Back then, it must have been that you didn't dare to face those powerful people in the hell world and wanted to profit from it, so you did something evil to your own people, right? People like you deserve more than the monks in the hell world. kill."

"Do you think that by changing the landscape of Fengyue Realm, killing all living beings, and flattening all buildings, you can hide the truth?"

"If my guess is correct, the formation spirit of this divine formation is the world spirit of Fengyue Realm."

"Lord God, we might as well break this formation and let the spirit of the world tell us the truth."

The attack on Yan Wuque had a huge impact, and the Emperor Ancestor God was originally a little afraid and worried.

But now, he has no mercy at all!

He believed in Zhang Ruochen.

If Zhang Ruochen wanted to kill Yan Wuque, there was no need to make up such a reason.

"If you let me know that you really sacrificed yourself to the world and our robe in order to refine the formation and improve your cultivation. No matter who is standing behind you, I will kill you to pieces. part!"

The Emperor's Ancestor God-Monarch evolved into the Emperor's Ancestor Dharma. His body was a hundred thousand feet high, and a halberd struck straight out.

The sky clouds are parted.

The mountains and rivers on the ground were cut off.

The divine beam of light continued to fall in front of Yan Wuque, who was thousands of miles away.

"Wow!"

A majestic sacred mountain rises from the ground in front of Yan Wuque, with steep cliffs and purple light emitting from its entire body.

The sacred mountain blocked the attack of Emperor Ancestor Divine Lord, but the mountain collapsed and turned into countless rubbles.

Yan Wuque flew out backwards, looking quite embarrassed.

He wanted to mobilize the power of the formation, but found that thousands of silver-white Buddhas appeared in the sky, suppressing the formation and absorbing the divine energy inside the formation.

Zhang Ruochen stood in the sky, with the Buddha's light shining everywhere, exerting psychological pressure on Yan Wuque, and said: "Yan Wuque, you have no way to escape today. Do you think you can defy heaven with just a formation? Just blow up your mind, you have no other choice." !”

"boom!"

"Boom!"

…

The Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord chased Yan Wuque close to him and blew up the sacred mountains that emerged from the formation.

The Dharma of the Emperor Ancestor is unparalleled and powerful, with strong blood energy. It is like countless rivers flowing in the body of the Emperor Ancestor God. Gods can block and kill gods, and Buddhas can block and kill Buddhas.

"Thousands of peaks and ten thousand ridges!"

With a ferocious look on his face, Yan Wuque directly burned his longevity to forcibly increase his mental power.

Densely packed sacred mountains are condensed in the formation world.

Zhang Ruochen snorted and struck out from the sky with a palm. Suddenly, a Tai Chi Four Symbols Divine Diagram with a diameter of more than 100 million miles appeared in the sky above the Snow Continent, suppressing the thousands of sacred mountains derived from Yan Wuque.

"Boom!"

The Space Temple shook violently.

The spatial rules and spiritual energy between heaven and earth are continuously gathering towards the temple.

The entire Qicheng Heavenly Domain is covered with dark clouds, the energy of heaven and earth is boiling, and the earth is shaking from time to time.

The monks of the Space Temple walked out of the training cave one by one and looked at the majestic palace in the sky.

It has only been less than a day, how come another god-level battle broke out in the temple?

"What a troubled time!" A young monk sighed.

There are gods from all over the heaven coming to Qicheng Tianyu to inquire about the news.

After learning that the Palace Master of the Formation Palace had crossed the Jiuchi River and arrived at the Space Temple, they all reported the news to the people above: "The Palace Master of the Formation Palace wants to kill Zhang Ruochen, and there may be new changes in the layout of the Space Temple."

…

The Emperor's Ancestor God knew that Yan Wuque had already begun to fight to the death, and the next step might really destroy his divine heart.

"Bang bang!"

His divine power exploded completely, and he swung the dragon-scaled halberd with such force that he broke the sacred mountains one by one.

"Pfft!"

A moment later, the halberd landed on Yan Wuque, splitting his body into two pieces.

The divine blood flew out and dyed the snow red.

In a duel of this level, Emperor Ancestor Shenjun is very experienced and does not give Yan Wuque any chance to make a comeback or die together.

As soon as he pointed out, the lower half of Yan Wuque's divine body was enveloped in divine power and flew high into the sky.

By the time Yan Wuque used his mental power to break through his divine power and was about to fight back, he had already fallen into Zhang Ruochen's hands and was firmly restrained by the Mirror Stage.

As for the upper half of the divine body with the divine heart, it was nailed by the dragon scale halberd. The Emperor Ancestor Divine Lord suppressed it into the divine world and suppressed Yan Wuque's spiritual thoughts with the thoughts of the divine soul.

This fight ended too quickly!

It stands to reason that once one's cultivation has reached the level of immeasurable freedom, it will often take days or even months to determine the winner in a confrontation at the same level.

After all, everyone is not a vulgar person, and everyone has his own trump cards.

Want to win quickly, easier said than done?

The Emperor's Divine Lord and Yan Wuque were in the same realm. Even if Zhang Ruochen was suppressing Yan Wuque, the victory was so easy, which was still far beyond Xuanyuan Lian's expectations.

Zhang Ruochen, who was well aware of Yan Wuque's strength, still looked at Emperor Ancestor God in a different light.

He has reached the point of great freedom and can still have such an overwhelming advantage in the same realm. Could it be that his way is the perfect second-grade divine way?

It should be noted that for those who can cultivate to the point of immeasurable freedom, the way they practice is definitely not the ordinary third-grade divine way. Almost all of them have the flavor of the second-grade divine way. When I was young, among my peers, there was no one who was not alone in the world.

The Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord dispersed his appearance and returned to normal human size. He looked at Zhang Ruochen who descended from the sky and said, "How do you know he won't explode his divine heart?"

"How can a person who dare not face the strong men in the hell world have the courage to self-destruct his divine heart? Maybe he once had a lofty ambition and was filled with anger, but the older a person gets, the less angry he becomes!"

Zhang Ruochen didn't think that Yan Wuque was a member of the Liang organization. He didn't go to support Kunlun Realm back then. He was probably just afraid of Qingtian, Yan Renhuan and others.

Otherwise, Haotian would have taken care of him long ago and would not have left him to Zhang Ruochen to deal with.

Zhang Ruochen took out a list of names from his arms and drew a red circle with Yan Wuque's blood on the words "Zhen Mie Gong".

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen did not shy away from him, the Emperor Ancestor God looked over and found that the "Space Temple" was on the list.

In addition, the Imperial World...

It's also on the list.