God Emperor

For fifty thousand years, Zhang Ruochen has not returned to Kunlun Realm for many years because he has been busy practicing. Therefore, after coming out of Wangshan Mountain, I did not leave here but went to True Dragon Island first.

True Dragon Island, said to be an island, is actually millions of miles long and is no different from a real continent.

The Dragon Temple, which had been reduced to ruins, was rebuilt in the hinterland of True Dragon Island. It was majestic and majestic, like a huge wall blocking the view at the end of the world.

"How come Ruochen has time to come to my place? You haven't returned to Kunlun Realm for tens of thousands of years, right?"

The dragon master is wearing white soft armor with silver embroidery, which complements his long golden hair. He has an outstanding appearance and extraordinary equipment, and has a pleasing light smile on his face.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I came here specifically to congratulate Uncle Long on his improvement in cultivation."

The Dragon Lord waved his hand gently and said: "It's all with the help of the ancestral dragon's energy. I have inherited the legacy of my ancestors. I still need to work harder. But for you, everything is a brand new road and you need to explore it step by step. With trial and error, cultivation is much more difficult than ours, but they are ahead of us, which is gratifying!”

"By the way, I heard that Ni Cai and Xing Chen got into trouble again. Are you going to punish them by guarding the tomb of the Qianxing Divine Ancestor for five years?"

Zhang Ruochen was thoughtful and said with a smile: "Linglong comes to Uncle Long to intercede with you?"

"It's not Linglong, it's me."

The eight-winged Yaksha dragon walked out from the back of the hall.

Zhang Ruochen knew clearly in his heart that although the Eight-winged Yaksha Dragon looked fierce to everyone, he always loved Ao Linglong. It was normal for Ao Linglong to seek help from her.

Chi Xingtian followed the Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon with a look of reluctance, but he still said: "It's normal for children of how old they are to fight and fight. What do they know? Five years, you know five years is enough for two What does it mean to children? That’s their childhood!”

The sundial has been open in the sword world for 50,000 years, and the internal time is equivalent to more than 18 million years. With abundant resources, Chi Xingtian and the Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon are both first-rate existences. Especially Chi Xingtian, who was once known as the number one in combat power among Wuliang.

Therefore, both of them have reached the level of immeasurable freedom in cultivation, and they are both considered to be among the top figures in the Cangmang Universe!

It can be said that in these fifty thousand years, the cultivation of the monks under Immortality has advanced by leaps and bounds, crossing many levels.

There are pros and cons. Entering the sundial practice is also consuming your life span and going through the tribulation.

Therefore, the higher the talent and the more stable the foundation, the greater the improvement in cultivation level.

On the contrary, they don’t even dare to enter the sundial to practice.

The Dragon Lord said: "Actually, I don't want to get involved in your family affairs. But you know the situation of the Shenlong Sun and Moon Chaos Tower. The five-element chaotic body of the stars and the true god's body of Nicai are very important to the movement of the Shenlong Sun. Moon Chaos Tower is very important, I think training them as early as possible can really help me in the future.”

After the birth of Dragon Nest, after many tests, the Dragon Lord finally figured out why there is a "requiring the body of the true god, the body of the five elements of chaos, the body of the innate extreme yang, the body of the innate extreme yin, and the body of the true dragon to fully activate the dragon sun" "Moon Chaos Tower".

With the blessing of the Ancestral Dragon's Qi, the Dragon Sun and Moon Chaos Tower can even collide with Black Hand.

In the Dragon Lord's idea, if he takes charge of the Divine Dragon Sun and Moon Chaos Tower, and is assisted by monks with five major physiques, and can draw the energy of the ancestral dragon, its power will definitely be raised to another level.

The significance of the Dragon's Nest may be that it is the source of energy of the Dragon Sun and Moon Chaos Tower.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "Uncle Long saves people through curves! But, we have been here for so many years, so we are not in a hurry for these five years."

The dragon master didn't force it. After all, it was Zhang Ruochen's family business to discipline the children. If he could mention it, it would be considered an explanation to the Eight-winged Yaksha Dragon and Ao Linglong!

Zhang Ruochen added: "However, it's rare for Uncle Long to speak to me. Let's just say that in the past five years, the two of them have stayed in the ancestral land of Qianxing Civilization for half the year, and studied here with Uncle Long for half the year."

Chi Xingtian clapped his hands and said with great joy: "Great! Both sides are happy."

The Dragon Lord's expression became solemn and he said, "Has Ruochen heard about the divine warrior envoy?"

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said: "The Lord of the Palace of Truth sent news before and asked me to deal with it carefully."

The Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon knew from the looks on their faces that this matter was no small matter. Apart from the calamity of the ancestors, what else could make them so nervous?

So, she asked out of curiosity: "Why haven't I heard about any divine warriors? What's going on?"

The Dragon Lord glanced at Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen nodded lightly: "With their cultivation, they are still qualified to know. However, we must ensure that the information cannot be leaked for the time being."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen's eyes were extremely serious, Chi Xingtian immediately smiled and said, "I promise, absolutely promise, I will keep my mouth shut."

The Dragon Lord said: "There is news from Heaven. There is a messenger who claims to be from the God Realm. He breaks into the Heaven Palace and alarms all the heavens in the Heaven Universe. This person calls himself the Messenger of Divine Martial Arts!"

Chi Xingtian's jaw dropped in shock and he asked, "Is he really someone who came down from the God Realm?"

The dragon master shook his head and said: "I don't know! But it is said that there are people in heaven who want to take action against him, but the divine mark on his body burned on its own and almost exploded, destroying the divine sea."

The Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon said: "Impossible. The Divine Martial Seal is the most important life gate of a monk, and it is also the most closely guarded place. How can it spontaneously combust? I still believe that such a thing happens to ordinary gods. But that is the heavens! The current heavens in the heavenly universe are at their weakest and in the early stages of immortality.”

Zhang Ruochen said in a calm tone: "It's true, the one who wants to take action is Bianzhuang God of War. However, the battle is over before it starts."

Chi Xingtian said: "It can't really come from the God Realm, right? From ancient times to the present, I have never heard that people from the God Realm will appear in our universe."

The eight-winged Yaksha dragon said: "If the heavens are like this, won't other monks be even more at the mercy of others?"

The Dragon Lord said: "Martial power is granted by the gods, and the mark of divine martial arts comes from the divine world. From the beginning of our cultivation, we have already put on shackles, but they are just rice planted by others! When we want to harvest, we can't even resist."

Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly: "It seems that the calamity is really coming, and even the God Realm has become active."

Chi Xingtian said: "I heard that if you reach immortality, you can gradually get rid of your dependence on the divine mark and divine source? But is it true?"

"That's true! But to completely get rid of the influence, I'm afraid I have to reach the state of the ancestor." Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Xingtian was immediately discouraged.

Even though he is immortal, he can still charge. Ancestor...

Can't even think about it.

The Dragon Lord said: "Since there are divine warriors who have gone to the Heavenly Palace, then there must be divine warriors who have come to Wuding Divine Sea. How does Ruochen plan to respond?"

Zhang Ruochen felt tense inside but relaxed outside, and smiled: "I was just thinking of meeting them for a while. Only from them can I understand what is going on in the God Realm."

Anyway, Zhang Ruochen's mark of the divine martial arts of time and space has long been lost in ancient times. Without the mark of the divine martial arts, he is naturally not afraid of being manipulated.

The Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon said: "With all due respect, if you want to conceal the existence of the Divine Martial Envoy, you are only worried about the influence of the monks below. What you worry about is the unrest in the hearts of the people. But it is impossible to hide it! If the Divine Martial Envoy cannot reach them, For the purpose, he will definitely find a way to start with the monks below to expand his influence. "

"Then it depends on what their real purpose is?"

Zhang Ruochen took out the Dark Soul Fire and said, "I asked Tianjun if he could come out of seclusion. Grand Master will be in charge of the overall attack and defense of Wuding Shenhai. After thinking about it, I think Dragon Nest is the only place where this dangerous thing can be suppressed. Uncle Long agreed. how?"

The Dragon Lord said: "The situation in the future is complicated. Faced with threats such as the scourge of the ancestors, darkness and strangeness, we should indeed spread the risks. Let me go back to the Tianlong Realm first and use the power of the Dragon Nest to suppress the Dark Soul Fire with my fifth brother. "

The Eight-Winged Yaksha Dragon and Chi Xingtian thought that with their cultivation levels as high as Zhang Ruochen and Dragon Lord, they were so pessimistic about the future.

He did not dare to place the dark soul fire and dark remnants of the dark body in the ninth heaven world, no doubt because he was worried that the power of the ancestor left behind by the great master would be broken.

"Let's go to the dragon's nest too." The two of them said.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen had a strange look on his face: "He's really here!"

"What's coming...you mean the divine warrior envoy!" Chi Xingtian was so shocked that he lost his voice.

…

On the north shore of the Infinite Divine Sea, planets gathered together to form a natural line of defense.

Stationed here is the Thousand Bone Camp of the Zhanzu Divine Army.

In the void, the gods of the Thousand Bone Camp lined up neatly, wearing finely crafted gold armor and holding long swords of the same standard. Their spirit and fighting spirit had long been integrated.

At the feet of every god, there is a divine world filled with formation inscriptions. Above the world, there are star-sized divine planets suspended.

Like thousands of stars gathering together densely, hundreds of big worlds echo each other.

Within these divine worlds, there are also battle cities standing tall, with holy monks from all walks of life stationed in them.

The formation inscriptions flow on each god's body, like a net, which can mobilize the power of each monk in an instant, and can also disperse the opponent's attack power in an instant.

The strong bear more and the weak bear less.

Unless the battle formation can be broken, there is no way to kill any of them.

As the leader of the camp, the Empress of Thousand Bones was wearing battle armor and her cape was fluttering. She stood gracefully under the black flag of the "Thousand Bones Camp" and stared at the four-armed humanoid monk standing a hundred miles away.

This humanoid monk has only a mouth and a glow between his eyebrows.

That ball of divine light was like a vortex that could swallow up the monk's consciousness, and it was bright.

The Thousand Bones Empress just glanced at the whirlpool, and her soul felt like it was being pulled out of her body. However, they were not afraid of each other even though they were standing within the defensive formation of Wuding Divine Sea.

Xiao Hei took off his golden helmet, revealing a cat face with big and round eyes, and said: "Where did the monster come from that dares to break into the Undefinite Sea of ​​Gods and doesn't tell me its name?"

The humanoid monk standing in the void holds his arms in front of his abdomen, with his palms facing upward and overlapping each other. The other two arms are raised above the head to draw a circle, and then the hands are folded.

His voice was loud and spread across the starry sky, filled with the indifference of looking down on all living beings: "I am a divine messenger above the divine realm. I have come to the lower realm to help you survive the disaster of your ancestors. Why don't you open the formation quickly? The people I want to see are Huaying Cangjie and Zhang Ruochen."

The gods in Thousand Bone Camp were all shocked, and their hearts were filled with turmoil.

However, the discipline of the divine army is strict. When the battle formation is activated, except for the two camp leaders and the six flag leaders, no words can be spoken to each other, no spiritual communication is allowed, and the spirit and will must be highly concentrated.

Xiao Hei couldn't bear to hear the other party's condescending tone. He just called Zhang Ruochen by his first name. He actually dared to call his half-ancestor by his first name. How great did he really think he was?

"I have never heard of a divine warrior envoy. He actually went to Wuding Divine Sea to trick and deceive. This emperor is not to be frightened."

Xiao Hei deliberately tested the opponent's reality, waved the staff in his hand, and a seal of the divine formation flew out.

The Thousand Bones Empress did not stop her, she also wanted to see how much the other party weighed.

Formation seals flew out from the Thousand Bone Camp, continuously dividing the space and surrounding the divine warrior envoys.

In every divided space, a formation seal appears, as if there are dozens or hundreds of formation seals falling at the same time, making it impossible to escape.

Over the years, Xiao Hei's mental strength has improved greatly and has reached the eighty-eighth level, and he has become the deputy camp leader of the Thousand Bone Empress.

"Wow!"

These formation seals and space division forces automatically disintegrated before they could get close to the divine warrior envoy.

The Thousand Bones Empress's pupils contracted. With Xiao Hei's mental strength and formation skills, it was impossible for her to break it by standing still.

The other party really has a lot of background.

"Be careful, form a formation!"

The Queen of Thousand Bones' expression changed slightly, and she summoned the Infinite Divine Sword, which hung in the sky above the more than 300 gods of the Thousand Bone Camp.

The power of all the gods converged on the Infinite Divine Sword in an instant, causing the power of the sword to explode rapidly.

The Thousand Bones Empress pinched her sword finger with her right hand and waved her arm forward.

"Stab it!"

The Infernal Divine Sword pierced through the air and faced the finger pointed by the Divine Martial Envoy.

"Boom!"

The two forces collide.

The sword body of Wujian Divine Sword trembled violently, and flew out diagonally without being controlled by the Thousand Bones Empress.

The Divine Martial Envoy's pointed beam of light rushed towards Thousand Bone Camp, but was blocked by the defensive formation light curtain of Wuding Divine Sea. In an instant, the light curtain trembled violently, and the shock waves spread far away.

Part of the power penetrated the light curtain and was blocked by the Thousand Bones Empress, but it also knocked her back a step.

The voice of the Divine Martial Envoy sounded again, saying: "Is this the mighty War Ancestor Divine Army that shocked the universe? I just made a small move, and you all can't stop it. You still want to fight against the scourge of the ancestors? Facts have proved that without my help, you can't survive But this calamity."

The confidence of the gods in Thousand Bone Camp suffered an unprecedented blow.

They were originally warriors with great ambitions, and wanted to compete with their ancestors. However, in the first battle since forming the army, they were defeated by an unknown monk.

Even Xiao Hei, who had always been very crazy, fell silent at this moment, obviously being severely hit.

Only the Queen of Thousand Bones was unaffected, and withdrew the Infernal Divine Sword, saying: "The Thousand Bones Camp ranks lowest among the ten camps of the Zhanzu Divine Army. The reason is not others, but me, the camp leader, who only has the early cultivation level of Immortal Infinite. How about changing your opponent?"

Xiao Hei immediately grabbed the blame and said: "And I, as the deputy camp leader, only have eighty-eighth level of spiritual power. It's not my ability to defeat us. There are many people who can beat you in the sword world."

The Divine Martial Envoy said: "What you two are saying is just a joke. I have tested it just now, and the defensive formations arranged by the spiritual master are mediocre. If you don't open up the tactics, I will try Break it!"

Xiaohei's eyes showed a fierce light.

He would never allow anyone to belittle the Supreme Being, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to die, I will help you. With my eighty-eighth level of mental power, I can control the master's formation to deal with you, which is definitely enough!"

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Ruochen and the Dragon Lord came through the air, appeared directly outside the formation light screen, and faced the divine warrior envoys directly.

Zhang Ruochen said to the gods of the Thousand Bone Camp behind him in the formation light screen: "The other person is from the God Realm, and his cultivation level is many levels higher than yours. There is no shame in losing to him!"