God Emperor

"Empty Destruction Method One!"

On the long river of time, twelve gates of destiny appeared, floating above behind Gong Nanfeng.

The brilliance is bright, and the Tao Yun is made in heaven.

Life, death, misfortune, blessing, joy, anger, good fortune, misfortune, emptiness, reality, past, future, the power of the twelve phases, confronts the rules of heaven and earth.

The twelve gates of destiny moved quickly and then merged into one.

All Taoism comes together to form a new wave of mysterious power that is beyond anything in the world. Spiritual energy, holy energy, and divine energy seem insignificant in front of it.

"Chichi."

A mark of the ancestor of destiny that looks like a snowflake appears in the fusion of light. It is crystal clear, extremely beautiful, and has sharp edges and corners.

The Seal of the Snowflake Ancestor rotated rapidly behind Gong Nanfeng, forming circles of halo-like ripples that pushed back all the incoming rules of heaven and earth.

The power fluctuation is too strong, it dissolves into the law and does not exist in heaven.

It can be said that it is lawless.

"Wow!"

The long river of time became overwhelming, and the big waves filled the sky, and the immortal monks could no longer stay in it.

After leaving the sundial to Gong Nanfeng, Zhang Ruochen's clone, Xiuchen God, and Prajna retreated from it, retreated to the ancient realm, and stood under the Temple of Destiny.

"You left the sundial to him, what should I do? He is fighting against heaven and earth, and destiny. Everything is fragile in the face of this kind of power. If the sundial is destroyed, you will lose." Xiuchen God chattered endlessly. , full of resentment, not wanting to start all over again.

Prajna looked at the long river of time in the distance and exclaimed: "This is the realm of void destruction, the realm that Fengtian has been pursuing, and it is also the ultimate goal of the monks of the path of destiny. Watching him evolve this path, I have a deeper understanding of the path of destiny. new insights.”

"Do you feel it? The path of destiny is crowding out all other paths between heaven and earth."

All the monks under the Temple of Destiny felt at this moment that the flow of divine energy in their bodies accelerated and the regular divine patterns became active.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

…

As if receiving some kind of call, the Gate of Destiny they had cultivated automatically flew out of their bodies, like stars, suspended in the sky over the long river of time.

"This is the true ancestor of destiny, the ultimate power of destiny!"

Some gods were so excited that they knelt on the ground and bowed to the place where the divine light of the ancestor was strongest.

Worship is not only the life ancestor, but also the belief in the heart and the ultimate pursuit of the great road.

For any god who believes in destiny and practices the way of destiny, there are no words to describe the shock and joy in his heart at this moment.

The avenue is right in front of you.

The true meaning of destiny is not illusory.

"Let's help the ancestors come together and do our little bit."

"Today I can see the true meaning of destiny, even if I sacrifice my life, it is worth it! Welcome the ancestor of destiny and spread the light of destiny throughout the universe."

"Life and death, good and bad, blessing and misfortune, virtuality and reality, the past and the future are destined to be reversed today. We are lucky to be able to participate in it."

…

The gods turned into fanatical believers, their faces glowing red, and they shot out beams of divine energy, rushing toward the Gate of Destiny.

With the help of the gods, Gong Nanfeng's body moved further outward.

The space trembled violently, and the long river of time alternated between empty and real. He stepped out with one foot.

The ancestor's aura became more powerful, making all living beings feel it.

"boom!"

The whole kingdom of Hades was shaken.

Centered on the old site of Feng Pavilion, cracks appeared that were tens of thousands of miles long, and were still extending into the distance.

The spirit of the Nether Sea stood above the eighteenth floor of Nether Purgatory. It decisively gave up its attack on Tianyu World and instead concentrated the power of the divine formation in the sky above Xiangfeng Pavilion.

In the Underworld Sea above the Wind Pavilion, the water flow rotates and flashes, releasing a terrifying aura that suffocates even the gods.

"Wow!"

A formation beam that gathered the entire 80,000-story building of the Underworld fell from the sky, like a waterfall from the sky, like a world-destroying divine light.

It is conceivable that once hit by this formation beam, the long river of time will inevitably collapse. No matter how strong Mingzu's cultivation is, he will be wiped out by the backlash of time.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen struck out with one palm and hit the Wuding Cauldron immediately.

The witch cauldron is as big as a star, thick and gloomy.

As soon as it touched the formation beam, the Wuding flew out and hit the ancient realm hard, forming a crater and sinking into the divine mud, causing dust to fly up.

Gong Nanfeng's right hand has moved out of Mingzuji Gate.

Looking up with both eyes, it was as if there were two seas of stars moving in the pupils, and infinite power was condensing and flowing in the arms.

Point it out!

Light waves flew out from the fingertips and collided with the falling array beam.

"Boom!"

The two most powerful forces met each other, and the destructive energy formed was like the collision between heaven and earth.

In an instant, the formation beam was dispersed.

The light wave was as powerful as breaking bamboo, entering the vortex of the formation above. Immediately, a large hole with a diameter of thousands of miles exploded in the sea of ​​​​underworld.

The formation inscriptions around the cave were all obliterated.

"Crash!"

It's like the sky is leaking and the rain is pouring.

This finger was earth-shattering and beyond the comprehension of all monks.

Our side, the enemy, and even the monks hiding in the dark were all shocked.

This means that Mingzu has really arrived in this era, and the power of the past has appeared in this era and changed the normal course of this era.

"Do we really want to break the rules of heaven and earth, break fate, and rewrite history?"

"This is the power of the true ancestor!"

"Isn't it possible? He came from the past across a long river of time, and his fighting power is still so tyrannical. Don't the rules of heaven and earth suppress him? Or can't they do anything about him?"

…

Outside the Thunder Altar, several people hugged thick pillars standing in a row. As the light from the sky flickered, the reflections formed by the pillars sometimes disappeared and sometimes appeared.

When the light appears, if you look carefully, you will find that in the reflection of one of the pillars, there is an old man wearing a green Confucian robe standing.

No one thought that the Fourth Confucian Patriarch had already entered the Kingdom of the Underworld, and was in the Thunder Altar, one of the most important formation hubs in the Kingdom of the Underworld.

The rain is getting heavier.

On the eaves of Lei Tan Palace, the rain curtain turned into a curtain of water.

"Ming Ancestor, is this heavenly secret variable so ferocious?"

The Fourth Confucian Patriarch seemed to be asking himself, but also seemed to be in deep doubt.

He didn't believe that Mingzu could do it, but he was worried.

Worry means that deep down in his heart, beyond the control of reason, he believes that Mingzu may succeed.

…

"If you want to change your fate against the will of heaven, you must first pass this level. In Minggu, you were suppressed by Mingzu. In this era, you can't stand up!"

The spirit of the underworld walked out of the brief shock, flew directly to the underworld cave, appeared above the old site of the Wind Pavilion, and once again mobilized the power of the formation.

The dense formation inscriptions gathered into a cloud under his feet.

"I'm afraid you have forgotten that I originally arranged the formations in the Kingdom of the Underworld. At least half of the 80,000-story building was built by me. Today, I will take back this half!"

Gong Nanfeng's stepped foot collapsed heavily downwards.

"Boom!"

The power of the ancestor, the brilliance of destiny, the ripples of space, the mist of death, the breath of nothingness...the power that surpasses that of the half-ancestor spreads to the entire underworld.

The spreading speed is ten times or a hundred times the speed of light.

One after another, some of the underworld towers collapsed, and some sank into the ground.

On the vast land, the formation light pillars disappeared one after another, the kingdom of the underworld continued to collapse, and many territories turned into tattered chaotic areas.

Previously, the gods of the Temple of Destiny went out together and destroyed only more than two hundred Hades Towers.

At this moment, in just a few breaths, 30,000 to 40,000 Nether Towers disappeared. The power of the Nether Kingdom's formations decreased sharply, and there were signs of breaking away from the control of the spirit of the Nether Sea.

The wind howled.

The ancestor's momentum overwhelmed the entire audience.

The Half-Ancestor of the Spirit of the Underworld unleashed his energy and exerted all his strength to unleash the power of the formation.

Gong Nanfeng slapped a light palm, and the formation of the sky was completely broken up. The spirit of the underworld let out a scream, and its body was torn to pieces by this palm print full of Tao Yun.

The underworld floating in the sky further fragmented.

The water pours down like a waterfall or a torrent.

"This is too strong, it's a complete crushing."

Standing in the Demon Ancestor Ridge, Xuetu's teeth were chattering and he was conflicted. He was looking forward to Gong Nanfeng's arrival in this era, but he was also extremely worried.

"Quack!"

The sound of crows echoed throughout the world.

The Red Crow King drove the Star Sky Cliff, flew over the twenty-seventh level of the sky world, and hit the river of time hard.

Gong Nanfeng spit out a mouthful of Heart Furnace Disaster Fire, which turned into a cloud of fire and enveloped Xingtian Cliff, igniting all the red crow trees on the cliff. Even the Red Crow King's whole body was on fire, he screamed in agony, and immediately ran away.

After severely injuring two half-ancestrals one after another, Gong Nanfeng did not look happy, but instead looked worried.

Above his head, the clouds of calamity were gathering thicker and thicker.

His opponents were never the Spirit of the Underworld and the Red Crow King, nor did he pay attention to the fourth Confucian Ancestor and the dark remnant body hidden in the darkness.

His opponent is heaven and earth.

God's power is unpredictable, and God's punishment will kill all those who go against the path.

Gong Nanfeng took a deep breath, sucked in the rules of heaven and earth that were constantly coming to suppress him, and sucked them into his body, with a belly of one hundred thousand, swallowing the heaven and the earth.

Then, he burned the blood of the ancestor in his body, and the brilliance of the ancestor bloomed from his body even more dazzlingly.

Zhang Ruochen saw that he was determined to reverse his fate, even if he was destroyed in ashes, he sighed and struggled in his heart.

To help or not to help?

Help, it is beyond my ability.

Not helping...

Zhang Ruochen thought of Gong Nanfeng's attempt to seize the body and his unwillingness to risk his life in the Netherworld Purgatory.

Gong Nanfeng could definitely seize Zhang Ruochen's body if he really wanted to, but he wanted to keep Zhang Ruochen's soul, want to merge the soul with him, and wanted to become him, so he fell short.

At that time, it wasn't like he didn't have the option of killing Zhang Ruochen!

"You didn't kill me back then and chose to commit suicide. So what if I grant you permission today?"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes became serious, and then his true body flew towards the river of time.

"Let me hold an umbrella for you!"

Zhang Ruochen raised the foot of Yuding with one hand, and the power of space exploded out, forming a circular condensed space.

The space there seems to have been tempered thousands of times, one on top of another, like an umbrella, hanging in the sky above Gong Nanfeng.

An unexpected look flashed in Gong Nanfeng's eyes, feeling unbelievable.

You know, Zhang Ruochen is not alone now, there are countless monks under his protection. If he dies, countless people will die.

So every decision he makes will be very careful.

He was obviously so rational and knew how slim it was to change his fate against the will of heaven, but he still flew here without hesitation, using Yuding to hold up the sky for him and help him buy time.

This may be Zhang Ruochen, who has both a rational side and a side that is willing to risk his life for his friends.

The shock in Gong Nanfeng's eyes disappeared, replaced by a smile and determination. Twelve rays of light burst out from his body, turning into a rainbow bridge and rushing out of the river of time, out of the Kingdom of the Underworld, and towards the starry sky of the universe.

He wants to use this rainbow bridge to penetrate the universe and draw the power of the entire universe to help him.

In the universe, countless stars were trembling, and various strange phenomena appeared.

The distant defense line of the Dark Abyss, the World Tree formed by the nebula, stands in the space.

In the center of the Destiny Domain at the top of the World Tree, the Destiny Mountain is filled with clouds and mist, and the rules of destiny are burning, forming fiery red clouds.

The stream of life flows backwards, submerging the temple on the top of the mountain.

This is the second time this kind of scene has happened.

This time it is even more dangerous. The sacred mountain is constantly collapsing and the temple is crumbling.

The God of Nu Tian rushed to the Destiny Mountain, landed on the top of the Destiny Temple, and suppressed the resonance power from the depths of the universe with his semi-ancestral energy.

He looked up in the direction of the Great Wall of Beize and said to himself: "The sacred mountains will be destroyed and the temples will collapse. Who is it? Is it him? Is this the way to break destiny?"

The person whom Lord Nutian guessed was Zhang Ruochen.

After all, Zhang Ruochen had caused the vision of "the stream of life flowing back and flooding the temple", but he just put the blame on Emperor Fengdu.

…

"Blood-eating curse!"

The spirit of the underworld reunited its body, with a ferocious face, and flew towards the river of time, striking out the ancestral curse mark left by the corpse nightmare.

Although he believed that Ming Zu could not fight against Heaven and Earth, he did not dare to bet on that eventuality.

Therefore, for the Ancestor of the Underworld, to protect the Kingdom of the Underworld, even if he risked his life, he had to take action again.

Gong Nanfeng had already moved both hands out of Mingzujimen, and clasped his fingers together. Circles of destiny brilliance emitted from the palm of his hand, scattering the flying blood-devouring curse.

The spirit of the underworld exploded and was blown away like a piece of smoke.

Four-fifths of Gong Nanfeng's body has walked out of Mingzuji Gate, leaving only the last foot.

Above the sky, the tribulation thunder fell and hit the space umbrella formed by the condensed Yuding.

The murderous intention of heaven and earth towards those who defy heaven and change their fate far exceeds Zhang Ruochen's expectation.

The power of the Tribulation Thunder is like a heavy punch from the ancestor, unparalleled. It is as simple as tearing a piece of paper, penetrating the space umbrella cover and falling on the Yuding.

It penetrated Yuding and landed on Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen was shot through the chest, blood spilled in the air, and his body fell into the river of time.

"Dangdang...dang...dang..."

From somewhere, the sound of chimes sounded.

Gong Nanfeng, who was calm and composed in the face of heaven and earth, suddenly changed his face, and said on his lips: "I knew it, I knew it... you finally showed up..."

I saw.

In the course of time, where Zhang Ruochen fell just now, bronze chimes flew out one after another and were arranged neatly.

It was the Doomsday Bell that Zhang Ruochen had taken from Bai Qing'er and sealed.

They have obviously been sealed, but now, it seems as if there is an invisible hand tapping them, crisp and bright, with beautiful rhythm.

It's so weird.

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The college entrance examination scores are out. First of all, congratulations to the senior high school readers who achieved excellent results. Don’t be too sad if you didn’t do well. As a senior who once failed to do well in the college entrance examination, I was always worried about it when I was a freshman. I often had nightmares and dreams. In the college entrance examination, I dreamed that I couldn’t solve the questions. In fact, many years later, you will find that the impact of the college entrance examination on your life is not as serious as you thought.

Whether learning is useful and whether it can become the capital of future survival in society depends more on the learning itself. First-class schools, second-class schools, and junior colleges mean that even if you are born in society in the future, you must always maintain the habit of learning.

Here, there is a separate floor. Everyone comes to report their scores for this year's college entrance examination to see what the highest is. It's unnecessary and meaningless to brag and joke.