God Emperor

The soul world is several times larger than the ordinary world. It is not like a planet or a continent. It is like a cosmic rock that is more than 100 million miles long and shrouded in mist.

There are no stars here, no daylight.

Only the lunar moon, which is the size of nine stars, is suspended in the sky above the big world.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Ruochen quietly descended on one of the yin moons without disturbing the monks stationed on the yin moon.

He was like a god standing above the nine heavens, looking down.

His eyes are bright and his field of vision is extremely wide.

The black fields and rivers of corpses in the soul world are as clear as a map. All the great monks have nothing to hide.

The entire soul world, under the eyes of his God of Truth, cannot hide any secrets.

wrong!

"Huh!"

Zhang Ruochen found an area of ​​vague perception deep in the soul world.

Even Zhang Ruochen could see through the formation and outline of the divine formation left behind by the ancestors of the Zhenhun Clan at a glance, but there were still some things he couldn't see through. How could he not be surprised?

"That must be the world spirit of the soul world! Who is it? It has left a method deep in the soul world that even my heart of truth cannot penetrate? What is its purpose?"

While Zhang Ruochen was contemplating, a bright and blazing sword energy beam tore through the cold atmosphere of the soul world, rushed into the sky, and dispersed into the sky.

"Wow!"

Feng Yan held the Pure Yang Divine Sword and fled quickly.

He was seriously injured, with half of his body shattered and in a state of blood mist. Only one head and three arms remained, and broken bones could be seen on his face.

In fact, it was the Pure Yang Divine Sword that dragged him, constantly breaking the regular divine patterns intertwined in the sky, and escaping from the soul world at an unparalleled speed.

The Lord of the Palace of Order spread out his white wings and chased after him with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

He miscalculated!

I thought that to deal with a God of Heaven-Building Realm, I could press him to death with just a finger.

Unexpectedly, the sword spirit of Chunyang Divine Sword was actually alive.

The world within the sword contains the divine energy left by Chunyang Tianzun.

There are many monks from the big world who send souls to the soul world or experience them in the soul world. Letting Feng Yan escape like this would undoubtedly reveal the secret.

If the news reaches the Wind Clan in the Pangu Realm, they will be in big trouble!

The Lord of the Order Palace had cold eyes and made up his mind that after taking care of Feng Yan, he must cleanse the soul world and leave no one with knowledge behind.

…

Ling Xi did not expect that the danger would come so quickly, nor did she expect that the master of the Order Palace would be so frantic and openly attack the head of the Feng Clan.

From this point of view, even if she has the status of Tianzun's disciple, she will not be able to escape death.

Ling Xi did not choose to seek help from Feng Jin, but immediately fled to Santu River.

Facing someone like the Master of the Palace of Order, she couldn't save Feng Yan. The only thing she could do was to escape and tell the Feng Clan and Zhang Ruochen the truth.

Only they can challenge the Temple of Light!

…

Leader Fengxian stood outside Zhenhun Palace with a cold expression on his face.

The Master of the Palace of Order disappointed him so much that he could make such mistakes when dealing with a god of the Heaven-Building Realm.

However, the Pure Yang Divine Sword was much more powerful than he expected, and he was reluctant to give it to the Lord of Order Palace!

Next to him, Feng Jin presented the Soul Controlling Seal with both hands, trembling all over.

If even the head of the Wind Clan with unlimited potential dares to hunt and kill him, who does Feng Jin mean to him?

Although he is a great god, he is too insignificant in front of an ancient existence like the Master of Fengxian. Even if you kill him, there are a hundred ways to cover up the past.

Only by being obedient and loyal enough can you protect yourself and the Zhenhun Clan.

Fortunately, Master Fengxian needs someone to help him control the soul world and refine soul pills to increase the strength of the soul.

Master Fengxian took the Soul-Controlling Ghost Seal and said coldly: "Why did your daughter run away? What did she want to do?"

"Don't worry, leader! She can't escape. I will capture her right away and personally cut off her memory." Feng Jin immediately promised.

The leader of Fengxian Cult was impressive and said: "With your cultivation, even if you kill her memory, you don't need the heavens to take action. Zhang Ruochen can use the way of fate to restore her memory."

Feng Jin's face changed with shock, and she struggled in her heart. She bowed and said, "She is now Mr. Lian's disciple and the god of the Judgment Palace. If she dies, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain."

"What? Can't bear to leave?"

A ferocious smile appeared on the face of Fengxian Cult Leader Xianfeng Daogu: "It is precisely because she is the god of the Temple of Light and died in the soul world with Feng Yan that no one doubts the Lord of Order Palace and me. After all, it’s the gods of hell who take action!”

"Let's capture her first. She's still of some use for the time being."

Then, he added lightly: "If she escapes, you won't have to come back!"

With a pale face, Feng Jin crossed the space and chased Lian Xi.

One hundred thousand years ago, in order to survive and protect the Zhenhun Clan, his back was broken!

Once a person gets used to kneeling, he will never stand up again.

…

The divine power of the Lord of the Palace of Order flows through Feng Yan's body, constantly destroying his divine body and eroding his divine soul.

If it weren't for the divine energy that Chunyang Tianzun left in the sword to protect his body, he would have fallen long ago.

The Master of the Palace of Order has infinite cultivation, and can suppress a Heaven-Building Realm god even across a starry sky. However, all the confinement methods he used were penetrated by the Pure Yang Divine Sword and could not be stopped at all.

After spending a lot of time, he finally stopped in front of Feng Yan with his speed.

The lord of the Order Palace, Bai Yu, was dazzling, with an outstanding figure, holding a crystal clear spear, and shouted the soul-stirring divine voice: "Pure Yang Divine Sword, surrender to me!"

Sound waves continue to invade the sword.

Unfortunately, the sword spirit could not be forced out.

The Lord of the Order Palace drew an arc with his fingers, and countless light rules, like chains, flowed from all directions to Feng Yan and the Pure Yang Sword.

The surrounding heaven and earth were all under his control.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the sword resounded throughout the soul world.

The sword spirit of the Pure Yang Sword, stimulated by the soul-capturing divine sound, further revived.

The divine energy of the Heavenly Venerable continuously escaped from the sword tip, reflecting the sky into five colors.

The sword spirit has lived from the Pure Yang Heavenly Venerable period to the present, and has been in a dormant state to avoid the Yuanhui catastrophe.

In the past, Feng Yan used the Pure Yang Divine Realm to kill powerful enemies, and the sword spirit only woke up slightly, only bursting out a very small part of the power. Moreover, as a sword holder, with Feng Yan's cultivation at the time, he could only withstand so much power.

Feng Yan inherited the mystery and pure Yang essence of Feng Yunba, and he himself was made of the five-colored mud of the Pure Yang Heavenly Venerable, like the rebirth of the Heavenly Venerable.

That's why he can constantly absorb the divine energy of the Heavenly Venerable in the Pure Yang Sword. His cultivation speed is amazing. Now he has reached the Great Perfection of the Upper God and can activate the divine sword to burst out with stronger destructive power.

"Cut!"

Feng Yan raised the sword with both hands.

The Pure Yang Sword in his hand, like a torch, slashed forward.

The Palace Master of the Order Palace narrowed his eyes, realizing that he had underestimated this young man of the Wind Clan again, and quickly mobilized the spirit of his whole body and stabbed the spear in his hand.

In an instant, he turned into a brilliant sun, blazing brightly in the sky.

"Boom!"

The Palace Master of the Order Palace was chopped by this sword and flew backwards in the void for dozens of miles. A burning blood mark appeared on his handsome cheek.

"Actually... the defense was broken by an upper god..."

The Palace Master of the Order Palace was extremely angry and felt a great shame.

Of course, he would not think that he was injured by Feng Yan, but only that the Pure Yang Sword was too powerful. I dare not imagine how strong the sword spirit would be if it was fully revived?

Is it another artifact of the heavens?

"The sword spirit of the Pure Yang Sword cannot be fully revived. It must be sealed." The Lord of the Order Palace secretly said.

After Feng Yan slashed the sword with all his strength, his body became even more tattered, with cracks everywhere, as if it would be torn into pieces with a slight touch. He could not activate his spirit at all, and he could only watch the Lord of the Order Palace approaching.

There was no fear in his eyes, but a resolute attitude.

Since he could not leave, even if he risked his life, he had to make the Lord of the Order Palace pay the price. With all his divine power, he broke the barrier of heaven covering the sky above the soul world, and let the heavens of the heavenly court sense what happened here.

The Lord of the Order Palace fixed the space, walked step by step to Feng Yan, and was about to seize the Pure Yang Sword, suddenly...

He had a creepy sense of danger, and his body felt like falling into an ice cave.

Feng Yan looked behind him, and a relaxed smile appeared in his resolute eyes.

The Lord of the Order Palace turned around immediately.

Under the dark blue moon, Zhang Ruochen's body seemed to have no weight and no breath, floating ten feet away, and said: "Ao Si, you are the Lord of the Order Palace, but you do not abide by the order of the Temple of Light and the Heavenly Palace. Do you know what crime you should be punished for?"

This is the tone of judgment, and also the attitude of looking down.

"Zhang Ruochen!"

The Lord of the Order Palace had a panic in his eyes, and then, he made a move at lightning speed.

Not attacking Zhang Ruochen, but capturing Feng Yan.

He knew that he was no match for Zhang Ruochen.

But as long as Feng Yan was captured, Zhang Ruochen would be afraid to act rashly.

He was very close to Feng Yan, within reach.

But he was also within eighteen feet of Zhang Ruochen!

The distance that was obviously within reach became as far away as the ends of the earth.

Time became extremely slow, and space seemed to be stretched thousands and tens of thousands times. The Lord of the Order Palace stretched out his hand to Feng Yan, very slowly, and countless rules and divine patterns flowed on his arm to fight against Zhang Ruochen's space rules and time rules.

"Feng Yan is the patriarch of the Feng Clan and my sworn brother. If you touch him, it will be a capital crime!"

Zhang Ruochen walked over step by step and clenched his fists.

The divine power burst out from the Qilin boxing gloves on his arms, shaking the space of thousands of miles.

"Boom!"

In the desperate eyes of the Palace Master of Order, Zhang Ruochen punched him and knocked him straight down from mid-air to the ground.

While still in mid-air, the body of the Palace Master of Order had been torn into pieces, the flesh and blood exploded, and the wings were broken.

Thunder and lightning were born in the void, hitting these flesh and blood, and the residual souls.

A drop of divine blood, a wisp of divine soul, no one can escape.

The residual soul is annihilated.

The flesh and blood turned into black ashes.

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen fell to the ground, and the ground under his feet turned into a purple field of lightning and thunder, suppressing the main body of the Palace Master of Order who wanted to escape under the thunder and lightning, and constantly burning.

The Lord of the Order Palace burned his soul and lifespan, and used various forbidden techniques to improve his combat power, but he could not break free from the lightning shackles on his body.

"Master, why don't you take action?"

The Lord of the Order Palace did not try to self-destruct his divine source, and placed his hope of survival on the Lord of Fengxian.

"Today, no one can save you!"

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his arm, pinched his five fingers, and a space black hole appeared in his palm.

The next moment, he directly took away the Lord of the Order Palace's divine source across the space.

The divine source was suspended in the space black hole.

No one knew what a sophisticated space method this was, enough to terrify the gods of the world.

The Earth Cauldron flew out from the space behind Zhang Ruochen and took in all the remaining body and soul of the Lord of the Order Palace. In a short while, it was refined into dozens of divine pills.

Zhang Ruochen gave these magical pills to Feng Yan and asked him to heal his wounds.

In the soul world, the sky has changed drastically, and the cold wind is hunting.

Black clouds are like thousands of troops walking in the sky, covering the moon and stars.

The voice of the leader of Fengxian Cult rang out in the sky: "Zhang Ruochen, as the Great Elder of the Space Temple, you acted wantonly and killed the Great Palace Master of the Order Palace of the Light Temple. This is a heinous crime. Do you admit it?"

The gods of the soul world appeared in the dark clouds, and they were all full of yin energy.

Feng Yan was furious and said: "You evildoers are the first to complain. It's obviously Aos who wants to kill me first and take away my Pure Yang Divine Sword."

"The Master of the Palace of Order is just discussing with you, and all the gods in the soul world can testify." said the leader of Fengxian Cult.

Zhang Ruochen stopped Feng Yan from continuing to argue, looked at the sky, and said: "The leader is right, I am the one who killed Os, the master of the Palace of Order. He deserves to die!"

The leader of Fengxian Cult remained calm and said, "The great elder wants to kill people. Isn't it reasonable at all?"

"To be reasonable, Feng Yan needs the Heavenly Palace. But as his eldest brother, he is in danger of life and death, so there is no need for any reason. Anyone in the world who dares to touch him will be killed by me. Including you, the leader!"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were like swords, with murderous intent, and he said: "I'll borrow the sword and use it!"

"Brother, take the sword!"

Feng Yan's eyes were filled with fiery emotion, and he sent the Pure Yang Divine Sword to Zhang Ruochen's hands with both hands.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the thunder and lightning field under his feet immediately turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The sword spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword was obviously angry, as the divine energy of the Heavenly Lord continued to escape from the sword.

The swords from the entire soul world flew towards Zhang Ruochen.

All the rules of swordsmanship in the world are converging on him.

"As expected of the Pure Yang Divine Sword! With this sword, who can stop me today?"

Sword energy, divine flames, and divine energy flew around Zhang Ruochen. The unparalleled momentum made the gods in the soul world tremble with fear and almost wanted to run away.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Ruochen stepped through the space, raised his sword to the sky, and went straight towards the leader of Fengxian Cult.

The leader of Fengxian didn't expect Zhang Ruochen to be so powerful. He just thought that the sword spirit of Chunyang Divine Sword was too domineering, so he did not avoid his sharp edge.

How could the leader of a religion retreat without a fight when facing a junior?

Thirteen skulls flew out from the body and turned into the size of a mountain.

Green evil flames spew out from the skull, forming a destructive force.

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen slashed three swords in a row, scattering thirteen skulls, and then burst out with great speed, reaching the leader of Fengxian Cult in an instant.

"How can you be so strong?"

Master Fengxian realized that something was wrong, and used several magical powers in succession to prepare to distance himself.

It's too late!

Zhang Ruochen swung the Pure Yang Divine Sword, and the one-word sword technique burst out, directly drawing a horizontal "one" in the void, cutting the space, cutting off the magical power, and split the divine body of Fengxian Cult Master into two.

The divine blood spilled to the ground like a waterfall.

The entire soul world seemed to be quiet.

So shocking!

A leader who was at the pinnacle of infinite freedom, a figure who stood at the pinnacle of the universe, was actually cut into two pieces by Zhang Ruochen with a devastating force. The gods in the soul world were so frightened that they almost lost their wits.