God Emperor

The fourth Confucian Patriarch, Ancient God Panyuan, was extremely wary.

As the ancestor of Confucianism and Taoism, he should have been upright and upright, and his awe-inspiring aura would last forever, but he disappeared for more than 200,000 years, hiding in the divine world without showing his face.

If it is true as he said, because Zhang Ruochen is the descendant of the holy monk Xumi and a hero who saved the Kunlun world in times of crisis, he regards him as his nephew.

Then, he should have deep feelings for Kunlun Realm.

Why didn’t Kunlun Realm help when it was in its most difficult time?

Why didn't he return to Kunlun Realm immediately after leaving the God Realm?

This is inconsistent with the magnanimity of Confucian and Taoist monks, and there are self-contradictions in the previous and later words.

Of course, these are secondary.

What really made Panyuan Gushen nervous and wary of the other party was the other party's unpredictable spiritual attainments. Moreover, the Fourth Confucian Patriarch was not only mentally powerful.

In the past, his martial arts cultivation was no weaker than his mental strength.

Ancient God Panyuan could sense the battle on the other side of the Underworld. Seeing the appearance of the ancestor Jin Yang, he knew that Zhang Ruochen still had a backup plan and would not be defeated for the time being. Therefore, he adjusted his mood and said calmly: "The true purpose of the Eternal Heaven? Since you are willing to speak, I am naturally all ears.”

Feng Yan looked anxious and wanted to speak.

Ancient God Panyuan shook his head at him, signaling him to calm down and maintain restraint.

The old man in blue robes and Confucian robes looked at Ancient God Panyuan who was standing ten steps away but did not sit back, and said in a serious tone: "The calamity is coming!"

Ancient God Panyuan showed a cold look on his face and said: "Didn't the calamity happen once more than 200,000 years ago? Everyone has experienced that catastrophe!"

"Yes, that catastrophe lasted for three full months. All major worlds and life planets in the universe, including the Kunlun Realm and the Holy Realm, were wrapped in flames. So many worlds were destroyed, and so many souls were scattered."

The old man in blue robes and Confucian robes had a sad look on his face, recalling the scenes of that year and slowly narrating: "The holy world was destroyed in that catastrophe. Countless temples collapsed, the sacred mountains were leveled one after another, the divine veins were broken, and the bones of the gods were everywhere in the wilderness. From then on, the world No holy world!"

"In the universe, how many gods have been frightened to the point of having trouble sleeping and eating. In order to survive and to cope with the next disaster, all major forces are taking action. The Kunlun Realm turns on the sundial, the Hell Realm launches a full-scale war to support itself, and in the ruins of the Holy Realm Heaven was established..."

"Everyone has only one purpose, which is to survive."

"But do you know that the world-destroying catastrophe that lasted for three months was initiated by the Ancestor of the Underworld through the tributaries of the Santu River? It was to harvest all living creatures and all energy in the universe."

"Why did the world-destroying catastrophe mysteriously recede three months later? It was the God Realm that took action and repelled the Underworld Ancestor. Otherwise, everyone present would have turned into dust and sand in the void, the universe would be silent, and all living beings would be wiped out."

Ancient God Panyuan had a deep friendship with Haotian and knew many secrets. Behind the catastrophe that year, there was indeed the shadow of the Hades Ancestor.

At that time, they speculated that the mysterious existence that could repel the catastrophe was the divine realm with the greatest possibility.

Only the God Realm has this strength.

Seeing that Ancient God Panyuan was silent, the old man in green robes said: "The battle back then was too dangerous. In just three months, the Ancestor of the Underworld absorbed the endless energy in the universe and harvested countless living beings. The Spirit of the Underworld Sea It was at that time that the corpse nightmare achieved a huge improvement in cultivation and entered the ancestor realm in one fell swoop!”

Observing the expression of Ancient God Pan Yuan, Feng Yan already believed the words of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch. His mood was hit by an unprecedented impact, and he murmured to himself: "No wonder the corpse nightmare can step into the realm of the ancestors. There is only one like this." A force that can push him to take that final step."

Pan Yuangu said: "Your Excellency was in the Kunlun world at the time, so you probably didn't know the truth about that catastrophe. Did the Eternal Prime tell you these words?"

The old man in blue robes and Confucian robes said: "The Yuanshen does not need to doubt the authenticity of all this! It is the God Realm that has the merits of saving the world, as well as the determination and strength to save the world, so I am willing to believe in them and work with them to deal with the real magnitude that is about to happen next. "Jie."

"What is the real calamity?" Feng Yan asked.

The old man in blue robes and Confucian robes said: "Historically, the catastrophes initiated by the Darkness and the Ancestor of the Underworld were to harvest all living beings to extend life. And every 50,000 Yuanhui, the world will restart, and all matter will return in the catastrophe. Chaos.”

"As early as more than 10 million years ago, Darkness Weird and Mingzu had already calculated that the calamity was coming. Even with their strength, they were not sure of surviving the calamity."

"There is only one thing they can do. That is, try their best to absorb the energy in the universe, harvest more creatures, and make themselves powerful to the peak level."

"Before that, we must first get rid of the other immortals."

Feng Yan understood and said: "At other times, the immortals take turns harvesting civilizations in the universe to extend their lifespan. At the end of the world, only by becoming the strongest as possible will the probability of survival be greater. In this way If you come, either you will die or I will die."

The old man in green robes nodded and said: "Survival is the first law in the universe, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Pan Yuangu said: "In order to get rid of other immortals, the Underworld Ancestor cultivated the Great Demon God to help him?"

"exactly."

The old man in blue robes and Confucian robes said: "In fact, Darkness and Weirdness also cultivated helpers. But how easy is it to cultivate an ancestor? If he failed, it would naturally pave the way for the subsequent defeat."

Pan Yuangu said: "Where is the immortal in the God Realm? Who was the helper he trained in that era, the devil?"

From the beginning to the end, the old man in blue robes and Confucian robes never mentioned the immortals in the spirit world. Obviously he thinks that the divine world is different from the underworld and darkness.

However, Ancient God Panyuan didn’t think so.

By asking this question, you are telling the old man in blue robe and Confucian robe that the immortals are all the same. In order to survive, they must do whatever it takes, and no one is nobler than the other.

The old man in blue robes and Confucian robes did not directly answer the question of Ancient God Pan Yuan, but said: "In history, the destruction of many civilizations has the shadow of darkness and weirdness and the ancestors of the underworld. For example, the sword world was destroyed by darkness and weirdness, and the saint clan was destroyed by darkness and weirdness. Ancestor of the Underworld. But has Yuanshen ever heard of the Divine Realm having anything to do with it?”

Pan Yuangu said: "In order to obtain the mark of divine martial arts, every year, creatures from all walks of life will sacrifice a large amount of blood to the divine realm. The divine realm does not need to be as extreme as Darkness and Weirdness and the Ancestor of the Underworld, their methods are much smarter!"

The old man in blue robes and Confucian robes smiled and said: "Calamity is inevitable, but the God Realm is different from the Ancestors of the Underworld and Darkness. The God Realm wants to establish an eternal heaven and lead all creatures in the universe to resist calamity and enter a new era together. "

Ancient God Panyuan looked at the Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord standing in front of the Beacon Tower and said, "Do you believe what he said? Do you believe that the gods would really do this?"

The Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord said: "When I was young, Confucian Ancestor was kind to me, so I naturally believe in him. It is exactly what Confucian Ancestor said, the divine world has never been disadvantageous to us, why can't we believe it once?"

"Besides the God Realm, who else can resist the calamity? Who can take the initiative to help the monks in the world resist the calamity, and is willing to protect all living beings and go to the new era together?"

"In the past, the God Realm bestowed the Mark of Divine Martial Arts to help the weak creatures living in poverty and mud embark on the path of immortality. From now on, our longevity can reach one Yuanhui, or even ten Yuanhui "

"The God Realm prevented the Ancestor of the Underworld from destroying the world, allowing us to survive until now."

"With these few points alone, even if the future proves that today's choice is wrong, I will have no regrets."

Feng Yan can understand the choice of the Emperor Ancestor Divine Lord, but he also has his own opinion: "You are just looking for reasons to convince yourself! Are everything done in the Divine Realm right? First, the Divine Martial Seal can help people embark on the journey of The path of cultivation, but isn’t it a means to control the monks in the world?”

"Give him a boat, but the rudder is in someone else's hand. There is a mouth under the rudder. If he obeys his orders, he will naturally sail without obstruction. If he does not obey his orders, the rudder will destroy the boat and sink."

"But people have forgotten that there was a bridge on the river that could lead to the other side, but it was destroyed by the boat traffickers!"

"I have never heard that before the ancient times, spiritual practice required the Mark of Divine Martial Arts. Why do you think I should be grateful to the person who cut off my path of cultivation, gave the Mark of Divine Martial Arts, and controlled us?"

"Secondly, the reason why the God Realm repels the Underworld Ancestor more than 200,000 years ago is not to save the suffering, but just does not want to allow the Underworld Ancestor to become stronger and endanger itself. Or perhaps, it is just to prevent the Underworld Ancestor from grabbing food. Livestock from all realms raised by oneself.”

"Did the Lord God forget who released the black hand and how many casualties it caused in heaven?"

The old man in blue robes and Confucian robes said: "It is far better to lead the creatures from all walks of life in the universe to survive the calamity together than to go through the calamity alone. The God Realm itself has chosen the most difficult road, and to take this road, many extraordinary measures must be taken."

Feng Yan said: "Why not express your intention directly and cooperate with the heaven, sword world, and hell world to discuss the plan?"

The old man in blue robes and Confucian robes said: "At the beginning, in order to help the world's creatures cope with the disaster of the ancestors, the God Realm sent four divine warrior envoys to come forward and travel around, hoping to take this opportunity to integrate the power of the entire universe. However, due to various reasons , in the end it was a failure.”

"The reasons for this include not only the arrogance of the divine warrior envoys, but also the suspicion of those in power from all sides, as well as the darkness, weirdness and the underworld's ancestor faction that are obstructing it."

"Many seemingly simple things, if idealized, are completely wrong."

Pan Yuangu said: "It's a matter of life and death, how can it be a simple matter?"

"That's right! No one will easily entrust life and death to the hands of others. The more powerful the existence, the more so. Unless..." The old man in green robes paused at this point.

Feng Yan asked: "Unless what?"

"Unless the calamity really comes, life and death are in front of us, but the monks in the world are unable to resist. At that time, the God Realm only needs to raise its arms and a hundred responses will naturally come to it." The old man in blue robes and Confucian robes said.

The Emperor's Ancestor God said: "I'm afraid that by that time, it will be too late!"

"No! As long as Engyao hasn't appeared yet, it's still too late." said the old man in blue and Confucian robes.

Pan Yuan's ancient Shinto: "What is Entropy Yao?"

The old man in green robes said: "Entropy only increases but never decreases. When it reaches the final critical point, the universe will be unable to bear it and all the stars will flicker. This is the glory of entropy!"

"Once the entropy flare occurs, all the stars in the universe will begin to expand rapidly. After a period of time, a collective supernova explosion will occur, and the calamity will follow, and everything will end here."

"So, after the Entropy Yao occurs, we still have a Yuanhui time to prepare."

Feng Yan said: "When will entropy shine happen?"

"Nobody knows."

The old man in green robes and Confucian robes shook his head slightly and added: "Fifty thousand Yuanhui is too long ago and no one can accurately predict it. Even the ancestor can only make a rough estimate. The error of this rough estimate may be ten Yuanhui. Even dozens of yuanhui.”

"But in recent years, Yuan Shen should be able to sense that the stars in the universe are becoming more and more unstable, and entropy may happen at any time, maybe in this Yuanhui."

Ancient God Panyuan believed some of the words of the old man in blue and Confucian robes, but he did not believe them all.

A liar can only show his skill by being 70% truthful and 30% false.

Even if what the old man in blue and Confucian robes said is true, the real ruler of the Eternal Heaven is the Eternal Prime, not him.

What he learned may not be true.

"I understand, the world of gods and the eternal kingdom of heaven are to be the saviors." Pan Yuangu said.

The old man in blue robe and Confucian robe said: "What about the choice of Yuan Shen?"

"choose?"

Pan Yuangu said: "Your Excellency is indeed an excellent lobbyist. It is no wonder that you can gain the trust of the Emperor Ancestor God."

"Well, if you can persuade your old friends in Kunlun Realm to choose to support the God Realm and the Eternal Kingdom of Heaven, I will naturally reconsider. But at the moment, should we discuss first how to rescue the Emperor? Chen and Queen Chi Yao?”

The old man in green robes looked deep into the starry sky and said, "The time has not come yet."

Suddenly.

Ancient God Panyuan summoned the battle ax and threw it.

After the battle ax flew out, it quickly rotated in the void, triggering a powerful space cyclone storm.

"boom!"

After flying about 300 billion miles, the battle ax hit an invisible world barrier and was embedded in it.

Following this, large areas of ink patterns appeared in the starry sky. Each group was like a nebula, connected to form an ink painting of the starry sky.

"This is... a landscape painting..." Feng Yan said in shock.

Pan Yuangu said: "This is the real method of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch. We have already been trapped in the painting by him."

The Great Wall of Beize, the beacon tower, the table, the old man in blue robes, and the emperor and ancestors all turned into a ball of ink at this moment, dissolved and opened, and dissipated into the void.

The previous old man in blue and Confucian robes and the emperor and ancestor were all drawn.

However, the old man in blue robes and Confucian robes left the power of his full blow in the painting, paralyzing Ancient God Panyuan. Otherwise, Ancient God Panyuan would not have discovered the truth until now.

…

The true form of the Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord stood on a section of the ancient ruins of the Beize Great Wall, looking at the shocking battle in the starry sky.

Suddenly, the ink painting suspended in mid-air was split open by a battle axe.

The edge of the ax is revealed outside the scroll.

"Boom!"

The second ax struck, a gap opened in the space, and Ancient God Panyuan and Feng Yan flew out of the scroll.

The Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord bowed respectfully and said: "Greetings to Half-Ancestor Panyuan!"

"Where is the Fourth Confucian Patriarch?"

Ancient God Panyuan's eyes were sharp, and the Half-Ancestor's aura was intimidating.

The Emperor's Ancestor Divine Lord did not show any fear and said: "It is really helpless to trap Lord Pan Yuan in the painting. Confucian Ancestor said that if Lord Pan Yuan breaks out of the painting in advance, he must have reached the semi-ancestral state. He gave You left a message!"

"Say." Pan Yuangu said.

The Emperor's Ancestor God said: "Confucian Ancestor said that all the artistic conceptions he left in the paintings and all the words he said are absolutely true. I hope Lord Panyuan will think twice before acting. He might as well wait a little before going to the Kingdom of the Underworld."

"If you want others to trust you, please do something to make others trust you first." Feng Yan snorted.

"Whoa! Whoa!"

Ancient God Panyuan and Feng Yan turned into two streams of light and flew out. After a moment, they hit the space, two circles of space ripples appeared, and disappeared.

…

The golden staff was left behind by the ancestor "Yin" and is the first artifact of the undead vampire clan.

It penetrated Baal's chest and frantically absorbed the semi-ancestral blood in his body.

The mysterious markings on the staff turned into blood and erupted into increasingly bright red light.

How could Baal have thought that Zhang Ruochen had such means?

It can actually open up time and space.

It is equivalent to developing an equally powerful clone in a short period of time.

Although the duration is extremely short, as long as the opponent is not prepared, it can catch him by surprise and secure the victory.

"Bang bang bang..."

Zhang Ruochen punched dozens of times in succession, breaking through Barr's defense.

Fist power, thunder and lightning, and space shock waves landed on Baal's semi-ancestral body one after another, sinking several dents in his chest, shattering his organs, and breaking countless ribs.

"Wow!"

Swing your sword and slash out.

Baal's right arm, which was holding the witch cauldron, was chopped off.

When Zhang Ruochen struck out with his second sword, Baal's eyes burst with light. He used some secret method to forcibly increase his mental will, and the flow of divine energy in his body more than doubled.

"Death is certain!"

Baal developed his own divine way, pushed his power to its peak, and exerted good fortune.

The Shinto of Destiny of Death is definitely a perfect second-grade Shinto.

"Boom!"

Ji Xiang Ruyi blocked Shen Yuan's Divine Sword.

At this moment, Baal was far inferior to Zhang Ruochen in terms of strength. As soon as the two artifacts came into contact, he flew backwards.

Zhang Ruochen's hand was like a phantom, penetrating the space and grabbing the golden staff that pierced Baal's chest first.

"Pfft!"

When he pulled out the staff, blood spattered.

The brilliance of the golden staff is extremely dazzling, and it is intertwined with the profound meaning of fate.

Baal flew upside down, his half-ancestor's blood was swallowed up by the golden staff. His body was already quite shriveled, skinny as wood, and his hair was gray, as if he had aged a hundred thousand years.

His eyes were filled with resentment and endless killing intent, but he was very aware of the situation. In his current state, if he continued to fight Zhang Ruochen, he would be at risk of falling.

So, he used his speed and fled deep into the starry sky.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the golden staff and immediately collected the secret of destiny. Then he looked at Baal, who disappeared into the void world deep in the starry sky.

Just as he was about to chase after him, he suddenly thought of something.

Baal suffered such a heavy blow. How could the strong man hiding in the dark miss this opportunity?

Why not leave the opportunity to them?

Just use Baal to lure out the person in the dark.

On the other end, Baal's arm, carrying the Wuding, was also escaping, but his speed was far slower than his own.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his arm and spread his fingers.

Across hundreds of billions of miles of void, the five fingers closed inwards.

"Buzz!"

The Wuding tripod rang like a divine bell, and the sound resounded across the starry sky.

Barr's arm turned into a ball of blood mist and was put into the cauldron.

After taking back the Wuding, Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao reunited.

"Spirit of the underworld, take my sword twenty-four."

Standing on the back of Ancestor Jin Yi, Zhang Ruochen's aura increased even more, his sword intent soared to the sky, he displayed the "like the sun in the sky" secret skill, derived a sacred dharma like a giant in the universe, and slashed out with his sword.

A seal of the Four Symbols of Tai Chi with a diameter of hundreds of millions of miles enveloped Ancestor Jin Yi, Chi Yao, and Sundial, and all the forces gathered together.

The spirit of the sea of ​​​​underworld looked at the giant sword that divided the universe and lost the confidence to fight for the first time. It kept retreating until it reached the eighteenth level of the netherworld and purgatory world.

"boom!"

The sword light fell.

The eighteen levels of netherworld purgatory are constantly breaking open, split from the center, with endless sword intent and endless killing intent.

The spirit of the underworld held up the demon stone knife to resist, and its body continued to fall to the next level of purgatory world.

The sword light dissipated only after falling to the thirteenth level of purgatory world.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The cry is like thunder.

Without giving the spirit of the underworld a chance to breathe, Zhang Ruochen rode Jin Yang Ancestor alone and rushed into the thirteenth level of purgatory world. He drew his sword again and slashed down diagonally.

This time, the situation was reversed and it became a two-on-one battle between Zhang Ruochen and Jin Yang Patriarch.

"puff!"

In just three rounds, the spirit of the underworld was struck by a sword, and Shen Yuan's divine sword passed across his neck, almost decapitating him.