God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen stood on the top of the towering wall of the Impermanence Ghost City. The north wind howled with a hint of coolness.

The winding and mighty Santu River passed through the endless wilderness, from far to near. On the river, ghost fires kept flying out, and rotten corpses and bones walked out. It can be seen that although the universe has been peaceful for nearly a thousand years, the killing has never stopped, and death is the only destination for all races.

He looked far into the eastern starry sky, as if he could see through space.

Prajna was full of destiny light, standing beside him, also looking at the eastern starry sky.

She knew what Zhang Ruochen was looking at.

The Netherworld Dungeon was moved by the Lord of the Fallen God Island to the starry sky where the Soul Realm was located in the past. It is located at the intersection of the Western Universe, the Southern Universe, and the Hell Universe. It is a thin area between the big world and the planet, far away from the prosperity but not as remote as the Beize Great Wall and the Illusionary Star Sea.

Once the God War breaks out, it will not hurt innocent people, and forces can be quickly organized for rescue.

The only drawback is that it will become difficult to defend, and it is easy for the strong hidden in the dark to break in, or even break directly.

A hundred years ago, the Soul Realm Star Region was already shrouded in the spreading demonic energy, which affected the nerves of all the top gods in the world. Any disturbance will cause an uproar.

Prajna said: "It has been a hundred years. Haotian Tianzun and Taishang should be planning to use this to lead Bal, Jiusi Yitianhuang, and Gu Yanluo to the Soul Realm Star Region to relieve the pressure of the gods of the four directions of the universe in the heaven. If the Great Demon God is really not dead, these three people must be the most radical."

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said: "The three of them will definitely go even if they know that this is a trap. However, it is not to rescue the Great Demon God, but to dismember the Great Demon God to become their own semi-ancestor avenue, or the ancestor avenue."

Jiusi Yitianhuang and Gu Yanluo are both derived from the Great Demon God, but they have independent consciousness and are ambitious.

If the Great Demon God is born, it will not do them any good. Instead, they may wipe out their consciousness and take them back to their bodies to restore their vitality.

As for the ancient demon gods such as Baer and Gaimie, they were only subservient to the cultivation of the ancestor of the Great Demon God. If there was a chance, how could they not want to replace him?

There is no doubt that the Soul Realm Star Region is the center of the current cosmic storm. The success or failure there will determine the future pattern of heaven and earth.

That is what the three semi-ancestors need to consider. Zhang Ruochen is worried about something else.

Looking down, he saw the black and white Taoist appearing under the city.

The black and white Taoist took a step forward and was already beside Zhang Ruochen.

"It's been nine hundred years. Thank you Di Chen for helping the ghost clan solve the hidden dangers of the Impermanence Ghost City. The three clans will definitely repay this favor in the future. I wonder what Di Chen plans to do next?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "Is the clan leader going to drive me away?"

The black and white Taoist's face froze, and then he sighed, "Di Chen, why are you still holding a grudge? After Xu Tian and Feng Tian left, the World Tree still has to rely on you to help me guard it together. You must not shirk this matter."

Xu Tian had already cultivated the twenty-fourth sword and broke the barrier of the heavenly master level with his sword. Then, he returned to the Temple of Destiny in a high profile, no longer afraid of Bal and others, with the momentum of a king returning.

Feng Tian got the happy gate left by the ancestor of life, and swallowed the magic pill refined by the ancestor of the corpse of Moli, refined a large amount of blood of the immortals, and stepped into the peak of immortality a hundred years ago. Then, she went to the camp of the underworld in the dark abyss.

Everyone knows that the threat of the ancient creatures to the underworld is far greater than that of the heaven, and the war is about to break out.

Where there is war, there will naturally be Feng Caiyi.

After a while, Zhang Ruochen said, "I'm leaving today."

Prajna looked sideways slightly, obviously a little surprised.

The black and white Taoist was shocked and said quickly, "How can this be? If you leave, I can't support it alone. The world tree is so big, if something unexpected happens, the consequences will be disastrous."

Zhang Ruochen looked at the Yama Ghost City on the top of the world tree and said, "The secret has been revealed in advance. Today is the day when the Emperor of Fengdu returns."

The black and white Taoist immediately calculated, but did not find any secret, and said, "Don't joke, the time and space altar has not been completely repaired!"

"I'm not kidding, the emperor will return today. I have something here, please help me, clan leader."

Zhang Ruochen spread out his right palm, and the palm became a big world, and the space power was active.

The Shura Battle Soul Sea was suspended in his palm, releasing the powerful Shura battle spirit, and the forty-five groups of Taoist lights inside emitted brilliant light, causing waves on the sea and space to tremble constantly.

Zhang Ruochen received a large amount of ancestral spirit and ancestral rules from Jitian to protect Xuantai, so he naturally no longer needed the Shura Battle Soul Sea.

He let his "father-in-law" go and gave him such a big face, how could he not pay some price?

The black and white Taoist was mixed with joy and sorrow, and his mood was complicated.

After the return of Emperor Fengdu, the World Tree would naturally be as solid as a rock, but the voice of the clan leader would inevitably plummet.

A thousand years of glory, lost in one day.

Luo Tongluo's voice sounded in the Shura Battle Soul Sea: "Zhang Ruochen, you coward, if you have the ability, refine my spirit!"

The black and white Taoist looked at the Shura Battle Soul Sea and asked curiously: "Emperor Chen hasn't refined her to death yet?"

"I always cherish women, how can I bear it?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The black and white Taoist understood and smiled, "It's a pity that she is the ancestor's soul. Her personality is too fierce. I'm afraid she won't submit to others. Moreover, she doesn't even have a physical body."

"Who said it's not? I plan to return the Shura Battle Soul Sea to the Shura Clan. Can the clan leader help me with this trip?" Zhang Ruochen immediately added, "I promised Madam Shiji that I must rush to the Dark Abyss immediately."

Taoist Taoist Black and White was greatly moved.

This is the Sea of ​​Shura War Souls, and Zhang Ruochen is really famous for being a money-spreading boy, so he can pay it back.

If he had obtained the Shura War Soul Sea, he would never give it back if the Shura clan did not devote their vast amount of cultivation resources and starry sky territory.

What makes Taoist Black and White even more delighted is that Zhang Ruochen actually shared the favor with him for such a favor.

It is conceivable that if he brings the Sea of ​​Shura War Souls to the Shura Clan, he will definitely attract the attention of the world. Even if the Great Emperor returns, he will take away part of the light.

Taoist Black and White suppressed the excitement in his heart, took the Shura War Soul Sea, sealed it into the world of gods, and said: "Di Chen is so righteous, no wonder all the monks in the world respect and admire him. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as Di Chen raises his arms and shouts, the whole hell will be destroyed." At least half of the monks in the world are willing to follow."

"What are you following me for? What they want to follow is the strong man, the half-ancestor, Tianmu and Empress Shiji." Zhang Ruochen said.

Taoist Black and White said: "The Dark Abyss has been shrouded in clouds of war, and all clans in the hell world should contribute. Di Chen, if you want to go, take my two disciples with you and let them represent the ghost clan. Just tell them to do whatever they need to do during the war, it should be of some help. "

"Don't. If they want to go, let them go."

Zhang Ruochen took Prajna with him, immediately left the Impermanence Ghost City, and embarked on the ancient divine road leading to the abyss of darkness.

Taoist Black and White looked suspicious. His two disciples were deities, and he had such a low profile. Why did Zhang Ruochen refuse?

Is there some hidden secret in this?

Entering the Ancient God Road, Prajna couldn't help but said: "Leave Luo Jianluo to him. What if something happens?"

She knew that with Luo Jianluo's situation, even Zhang Ruochen didn't dare to practice and kill.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Don't worry! Taoist black and white are not ordinary people. There are very few monks who can go to the abyss of darkness to find opportunities, break through, and come out of it. From ancient times to the present, this old guy is shrewd. , The means of concealment and life-saving are unparalleled by many.”

Zhang Ruochen had made many attempts to refine the soul of Luo Jianluo in the sea of ​​Shura war souls. However, once the refining started, the black hand erupted with strong fluctuations, trying to break the seal of spiritual consciousness.

At the same time, an extremely dangerous aura appeared in the depths of the universe, locking Zhang Ruochen and forcing him to stop.

Luo Jianluo must have an extraordinary relationship with Darkness and Weirdness, otherwise the Seventy-Two-Rank Lotus would not have taken the huge risk to go to the Shura Star Pillar Realm to save her.

Bone Yama also warned, "Capturing Luo Jianluo will be the worst decision you have ever made."

Darkness and Weirdness were just repelled by the three half-ancestors and could be born at any time. Zhang Ruochen didn't want to provoke him.

Zhang Ruochen has analyzed the reasons why the darkness and weirdness are hidden. One of them must be to recuperate and regain strength, and he is not willing to challenge the entire universe on his own at this time.

The bigger reason should be that there are unknown forces in the universe that are more terrifying than darkness and weirdness, which make them afraid.

Just like this, the Ming Ancestor has always only heard his name but never seen his person.

Another example is the ancestor of time and space mentioned by the Second Confucian Patriarch.

There were still 300,000 years ago, the object of the war between the twenty-four heavens.

The Great Demon God in the Netherworld Dungeon may not be completely dead, and the Spirit Swallow has been missing for many years.

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The higher the level of cultivation, the more secrets you are exposed to, and the more you can feel the horror of the vast universe, which hides too many unknowns.

Ordinary gods can only see the tip of the iceberg above the water.

Even Haotian, Empress Shiji, Tianmu and others who have reached the semi-ancestral level are still walking on thin ice and need to deal with the current situation carefully.

The Ancient God Road was built on the tributaries of the Santu River and the space veins. It connects the universe and can save time when crossing the star field.

In recent years, due to the strategic contraction of the Hell Realm, the focus has shifted to the Starry Sky Battlefield, the Santu River Basin, and the Dark Abyss. Therefore, the Ancient God Road has been used again, and traces of repairs can be seen in many places.

Not long after walking, a small black inn like a small town appeared ahead, and a large number of undead vampire gods gathered outside.

The Blood God of War walked out of the inn carrying a hot rough clay bowl, looked at Zhang Ruochen and Prajna walking along the Santu River, and said: "See the Tai Chi Four Symbols with a diameter of hundreds of millions of miles above the Impermanence Ghost City. As soon as the seal dissipates, I guess you are going to pass by here today. The tea has been brewed, so go over and get a bowl."

"When did the undead vampires start drinking tea?"

Zhang Ruochen walked over with a smile.

"Meet Di Chen!"

"I have met Lord Dichen, the god of Prajna."

…

The immortal vampire monks outside the inn saluted repeatedly and made way for them.

The Blood God of War leaned against an ancient black willow tree by the river to drink tea, and said: "This is not an ordinary tea, it is Meng Nai's kind of worry-free tea. Drinking it can relieve your worries. Do you know who Meng Naihe is?"

"Di Chen!"

Yinghuo walked out of the crowd and handed a bowl of dark red hot tea to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen took it, took a sip, and said: "In the past five hundred years, apart from the great demon in the Netherworld Dungeon, the most famous one is Meng Naihe. How could I not know? The universe is vast, there are many worlds, and countless planets, like Meng Naihe I don’t know how many other low-key, hidden ancient clans there are.”

Five hundred years ago, Bone Yama and Baal teamed up to attack the Yama clan in an attempt to rescue the Yama Lord who had not yet completely fallen. But they did not expect that Yan Huanyu had already invited Meng Naihe to be a guest of the Yan Luo clan and drove the two away.

Meng Naihe became famous in one battle, announcing to the world that the ancient Meng family had not been destroyed and had returned.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Why is grandpa worried?"

"The man who buried the corpse was in decline, and passed away forever. Before leaving, I saw him for the last time." When the Blood God of War said this, his eyes did not waver, as if this worry-free tea could really relieve worries.