God Emperor

In the blood mist formed by the exploded head, the sharp howl of the Fengxian Cult Master rang out.

The sound was harsh, and all kinds of thoughts flew out.

Suddenly, the Soul Controlling Ghost Seal that fell in the ruins trembled violently, as if trying to break free from the suppression of the Divine Dragon Sun and Moon Chaos Tower.

At the same time, the mouths of the thirteen skulls began to roar, and in a row they flew from the sky and collided with the Dragon Lord.

A look of fear appeared in the Dragon Lord's eyes, and he struck out a palm. The force of the palm was strong and powerful, and it penetrated the headless body of the Fengxian Cult Master and shattered his internal organs.

Regardless of breaking the path of Fengxian Cult Master, the Dragon Lord soared into the sky, and thousands of divine dragon lights and shadows rushed out of his body, like ten thousand dragons emerging from the sea.

The light and shadow of the dragon entangled the thirteen flying skulls, preventing them from approaching the leader of Fengxian Cult.

The Dragon Lord sent a message to Zhang Ruochen with a slightly urgent tone: "Hurry up and break the formation and use the Earth Cauldron to suppress the Fengxian Cult Master."

Just when Zhang Ruochen was curious, why was the Dragon Lord still so nervous even though he had successfully attacked in a sneak attack and seriously injured the leader of Fengxian?

The Dragon Lord's voice came again: "This old man is going to fight for his life! Those thirteen skulls are the heads of the thirteen leaders of the Fengxian Sect in the history, and they all have seas of air and divine sources inside them. The Fengxian Sect has The secret technique passed down from generation to generation, Master Fengxian can sacrifice his own blood and gather the divine power of the thirteen masters into one body. When the time comes, no one will be his opponent."

Zhang Ruochen felt awe-struck in his heart and thought to himself, he is indeed an old monster who has lived for millions of years, and he indeed has some unique tricks that defy the heavens.

If they are really forced into a desperate situation and desperate, all the gods will have to retreat.

Without the leader Fengxian to preside over, the power of Guituo Yinsha Formation was greatly reduced. Zhang Ruochen turned into a Tai Chi four-image seal and hit the light screen of the formation. After a moment, he broke into the formation and flew straight to Zhenhun Palace. .

Master Fengxian finally reassembled his head. There were still many cracks on his face, and he saw a prehistoric world pressed down in the sky.

This prehistoric world was derived from the Earth Cauldron and exuded the original divine light.

Who knows the reputation of Jiuding?

The leader of Fengxian Cult was naturally terrified. While releasing the divine world to resist the prehistoric world, he roared: "If you don't take action, I will have no choice but to self-destruct the divine source. At that time, the soul world will be destroyed and everyone will die together."

"Crack!"

Under the ruins of Zhenhun Palace, the ground bulged and cracked with many lines.

From the cracks, cold and biting corpse energy was released, and a dull roar came out.

"Is he the god-level giant of the corpse clan?" The Dragon Lord's eyes turned cold.

"The secrets of ancient and modern times overlap. The spirit is powerful and the body is domineering. It should be the ancient strong man who took away his own body."

Zhang Ruochen's power fully exploded, he stepped on the earth cauldron, and used the prehistoric world to suppress the divine world of Fengxian Cult Leader, forcing Fengxian Cult Master to raise his arms to barely hold on, his legs were trembling, and it was extremely difficult.

After being injured one after another, he is far from the fighting strength he had at his peak!

Now, we have to fight against the Earth Cauldron and control the thirteen skulls to deal with the Dragon Lord. How can we stop him?

"boom!"

The world of gods was crushed by the earth cauldron.

Zhang Ruochen raised the Pure Yang Divine Sword with both hands, aroused Tianzun's divine energy, and performed a sword movement, slashing straight down.

"Bang bang!"

Master Fengxian shot out dozens of weapons, including halberds, swords, axes, axes, etc. However, even the supreme holy weapon, when it came into contact with the Pure Yang Divine Sword, instantly shattered and then melted into liquid droplets.

The flames released by the Pure Yang Divine Sword can easily incinerate the gods.

With a "puff" sound, the Pure Yang Divine Sword split open the divine body of Fengxian Cult Leader, and divine blood splashed to the ground.

Just this sword wiped away a lot of his spiritual substance and soul.

Zhang Ruochen activated the earth cauldron and prepared to suppress the leader of Fengxian Cult into the cauldron.

Once successful, even if Fengxian Cult Master explodes his divine source, he will not be afraid.

"Bang!"

A thick snake tail rolled over, and countless rules floated on the snake's scales, flying towards Zhang Ruochen's earth cauldron and flying out.

Zhang Ruochen was stunned when he saw the physical body colliding with the earth tripod.

The earth tripod flew hundreds of miles away, smashed deeply into the ground, and struck out a towering mountain ridge.

Zhang Ruochen changed his position three times in a row, avoiding the snake's tail and looking around.

I saw a Xuanwu the size of a sacred mountain crawling out from the ground in the ruins of Zhenhun Palace, its body covered with the aura of corpse evil. On the turtle shell, there are many complex and strange divine inscriptions, like the lines of the great avenue of heaven and earth.

The black snake coiled around the back of the turtle had a snake crown and a pair of red eyes. Zhang Ruochen just looked into those eyes for a moment, and felt that his consciousness became trance and his soul was about to leave the body.

"It's the True Ancestor of Xuanwu, a half-ancestor in the history of the Demon God Realm. Don't look at it. It has a powerful soul and is proficient in the magic of capturing souls and restraining souls."

The Dragon Lord used the light and shadow of the divine dragon to forcefully pull the thirteen skulls into his own divine world, temporarily suppressing them. Then, he summoned a demonic stone pillar, held the stone pillar, and flew straight towards the True Ancestor Xuanwu.

"boom!"

He swung out the stone pillar and fell heavily.

Densely dense divine inscriptions appeared on the turtle's back of True Ancestor Xuanwu, showing extraordinary defensive power and withstanding the Dragon Lord's attack.

The land with a radius of thousands of miles sank hundreds of meters.

Zhang Ruochen expected that an ancient strong man would appear in the soul world.

After all, this place is connected to Lihen Heaven, and is extremely suitable for the cultivation of the remnant souls of ancient strong men. It is also far away from Heaven, and can quietly restore cultivation.

Xuanwu True Ancestor is different from Te. It is a remnant soul that returned, merged into its own corpse, and embarked on the path of cultivation of the corpse clan. Its strength has not reached the level of immortality, let alone half-ancestor.

Of course, with the tyranny of the Half-Ancestor's corpse and various exquisite defensive powers, the Dragon Lord could not even hurt it with dozens of blows.

Instead, its snake tail, like a more flexible stick, almost hit the dragon master.

"Uncle Long, take the sword!"

Zhang Ruochen fired the Pure Yang Divine Sword, and then sent a message to the Sword Master: "Senior Sword Master, there must be other ancient strong men in the soul world. Stop rowing and fight quickly."

Leaving these words behind, Zhang Ruochen chased after the leader of Fengxian Cult.

The leader of Fengxian Cult had escaped from Zhenhun Palace and turned into a cloud of blood, flowing along a river of corpses towards the entrance of Santu River.

"Where is the leader going? The Fengxian Sect has done so many evil things over the years and is the biggest cancer in heaven. Now it is about to be liquidated. Do you think you can escape?"

Zhang Ruochen crossed space with every step he took, narrowing the distance between him and the leader of Fengxian.

At the same time, he evolved Taoism, clouds and mist moved rapidly in the sky, and a huge Tai Chi Four Symbol Seal condensed, emitting light that was brighter than the scorching sun.

The angry voice of the leader of Fengxian came out from the blood cloud: "Shuzi, don't be complacent! Do you think everything is in your plan? You are wrong, the soul world will be your grave."

Not far from the entrance of Santu River, Master Fengxian suddenly stopped. His green robe swelled, and blood flowed into the green robe. Countless divine patterns filled the air, and he looked like he was about to fight Zhang Ruochen. .

Zhang Ruochen sensed the danger and stopped on the other side of the corpse river, saying, "I wonder which senior is sleeping in the corpse river?"

A look of disbelief appeared in the depths of Fengxian Cult Leader's pupils.

Zhang Ruochen's perception ability is so strong? It can be compared with the Immortal and Infinite, and it is completely impossible to calculate him.

"Wow!"

The river of corpses boiled, with bubbles the size of a face plate emerging.

A rotten angel flew out of the river of corpses. His aura was so powerful that the air pressure in the surrounding space increased more than a thousand times.

The wings that should have been pure white and flawless have turned gray over millions of years.

The face that should have been handsome and noble was covered with rotten flesh and bones.

There is no light aura, only the cold and decaying corpse aura.

I don't know which ancient strong man in the history of the Angel Clan, but in short, the aura and power released from him are not much weaker than the Xuanwu True Ancestor.

"Who are you? How dare you disturb me to absorb soul power in the river of corpses. Do you know that this is a capital crime?"

The corpse angel's eyes emitted white light, and suddenly, rules of light appeared around his body, blending with the corpse aura, which was extremely strange.

Bright and evil.

Zhang Ruochen ignored the corpse angel, but looked at the leader of Fengxian Cult, and said: "The leader will not naively think that a dead man can protect you? No matter how strong he is, he has no secrets and powerful artifacts. How can it be possible? Is this elder’s opponent?”

"What if we join forces?" Leader Fengxian said coldly.

He never dreamed that one day he would be pushed to such a desperate state by a boy who used to be regarded as an ant. My reputation has been ruined!

Zhang Ruochen's long hair was flying in the dark wind, the earth cauldron was suspended above his head, and countless thunder and lightning were flowing around him. He said with great momentum: "With all due respect, the leader has been injured one after another, his combat power has dropped significantly, and he has lost thirteen more skulls. His trump card method really poses no threat to me. How about he self-destructs his divine source and dies with me?”

"Junior, you have insulted me too much."

Corpse Angel and Fengxian Cult Leader were both angered and used attacking and killing methods at the same time.

The corpse angel used his arm as a knife, and the divine power in his body was released, and the world became dark.

He swung his arm and cut through mountains and rivers with one blow, penetrating the soul world and the void world.

The leader of Fengxian Cult used his magical power, and an altar condensed by the rules of death suppressed Zhang Ruochen.

He is the main god of death, and he masters more than 10% of the mysteries of death.

Naturally, Zhang Ruochen would not choose to fight one against two. He used space movement to avoid their first wave of attacks, and then appeared above the corpse angel's head.

"Wow!"

A brilliant silver brilliance bloomed from the palm, and the Sotapanna Silver Tree was instantly shot out, turning into an array of ten thousand Buddhas, trapping the Corpse Angel.

On the ground, after seeing the Formation of Ten Thousand Buddhas, Master Fengxian knew something was wrong and immediately fled towards the Santu River.

"Is this kid really going to be invincible? The two powerful men released their divine soul auras at the same time, but they couldn't lock him. The magical attacks they launched were easily avoided by him. The first-level divine way is too unbelievable, how can we fight like this?"

In the current state of Fengxian Cult Leader, he is definitely no match for Zhang Ruochen and can only escape.

Above the sky, the Tai Chi Four Symbols Seal that had long been condensed suppressed it, locking the leader of Fengxian in the center of the seal. Countless time stamped light spots appeared throughout the seal.

Zhang Ruochen was afraid that the leader of Fengxian would explode his divine source, so he immediately rushed over with the earth cauldron in hand, and put the leader of Fengxian into the cauldron from top to bottom.

The whole process takes place between lightning and flint.

Zhang Ruochen relied on the time power contained in Wuji Divine Way to suppress the reaction speed of Fengxian Cult Master. Otherwise, there is a high probability that both jade and stone would be destroyed.

"Bang!"

The earth tripod was vibrated by the blow from the leader of Fengxian, and waves of power were transmitted to the outside world layer by layer, causing sand and rocks to fly across tens of thousands of miles of land.

"Zhang Ruochen, I'm going to cut you into pieces. You won't be able to escape from the soul world today." Leader Fengxian roared in the cauldron.

Zhang Ruochen's hand wearing the unicorn glove pressed down on the earth cauldron, and released thunder and lightning into the cauldron, saying: "The leader has fallen to this point, and he can still say such strong words. He is worthy of being the leader of a sect. I admire him." !”

After a brief confrontation, the land became fragmented, and the real world, the void world, and the Santu River coexisted.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the void where countless mountain fragments were floating. The Santu River was flowing forever. He didn't know where it came from and where it was flowing. There was a look of contemplation in his eyes.

"The leader of the Fengxian Sect was actually suppressed like this?"

Sword Master never thought that Zhang Ruochen could be so great. He could no longer be described as young and promising. Perhaps only "Young Ancestor" could be suitable. For a moment, he felt that his old face was dull, and when he looked at Xun Yangzi, his expression was extremely unkind.

Xun Yangzi turned around and ran away, rushing towards the entrance to Lihentian.

"Old friend, you'd better stay with old monster Fengxian!"

The sword master holds a short sword and raises it above his head.

Suddenly, in the starry sky where the soul world is located, all the rules of the sword path converged on him.

Above his head, layers of dark clouds appeared.

In the dark clouds, countless sword lights were flying.

"Wow!"

The sword master slashed out, and the ground beneath his feet cracked, spreading to the horizon.

The entire soul world seemed to be split into two.

Xun Yangzi's face changed wildly, he stared at the starry sky and said: "Blood Talisman Evil Emperor, if you don't take action, no one will be able to reverse today's defeat!"

Above the clouds, in the starry sky outside the soul world, stars are twinkling.

Then these stars turned into talismans and turned into a blood-red sea of ​​talismans. Instead of helping Xun Yangzi deal with Dao Zun, they took one step ahead of Xun Yangzi and flew into Lihentian and disappeared.

Escaped!

The Blood Talisman Evil Emperor, who was originally outside the soul world to help cover up the secrets of the starry sky, actually escaped like this!

Xun Yangzi had no time to feel desperate. The sword light was already coming towards him. He would definitely not be able to stop it, and he would definitely not be able to escape it. He had no choice but to escape into the inner part of the Immortal Gold Mingyang Wheel.

"Bang!"

The Immortal Gold Mingyang Wheel was split by the sword light and flew out, smashing through the space and falling into the depths of the void world.

The sword master chased into the void world, preparing to hit the target.

Zhang Ruochen suppressed a shaking earth cauldron under the world of gods, and also pursued it into the world of nothingness. Other monks can escape, but Xun Yangzi cannot escape.

Zhang Ruochen needs his profound knowledge of the golden path.

In addition, Zhang Ruochen was also very attracted to the magical weapon of the Immortal Gold Mingyang Wheel and could not take advantage of Dao Zun.

The sword master kept paddling without using all his strength. He was always observing Zhang Ruochen's strength. At the same time, he definitely wanted to see how many masters Zhang Ruochen had hidden secretly.

"Elder Ruochen, hurry up and help Jiwang deal with the Xuanwu True Ancestor. I can deal with a mere Xun Yangzi!"

"No, Lord Dao, you are fighting too hard. I will give you a helping hand."