God Emperor

There are sixty-five Doomsday Clocks, neatly arranged on the river of time.

The sound of the bell was not loud, but it spread throughout the underworld and resounded through the starry sky, frightening many people.

The dark remnant body stood on the Great Wall of Beize, and a whisper came from his belly: "The bell of destruction is ringing, and all worlds are silent. The Ancestor of the Underworld? He actually took the initiative to expose his traces. Is it to save the Kingdom of the Underworld, or is he worried that the Ancestor of Ming will come across the long river of time? Or could it be said that His injuries have healed and there is no need to worry anymore?”

"Boom!"

The second thunderbolt fell.

Lightning and lightning were dazzling, shattering the sky, earth, sun and moon, and fell on Gong Nanfeng.

At the same time, sixty-five bronze bells rang together, and the sound waves overlapped one after another, and the sixty-five layers overlapped, shattering the twelve-color rainbow bridge derived from Gong Nanfeng, and also shattering the bridge that Gong Nanfeng spanned the long river of time. The stone wall of the medium and the Mingzuji Gate.

As Ming Zujimen was shattered, Gong Nanfeng's true body was severely torn and was about to be torn into two halves by the long river of time.

After he withstood the second tribulation thunder, the divine light in his body surged, he gritted his teeth and roared: "Then let's fight! Today, I will fight one against two, and I will fight against you, Ming Ancestor."

"The method of annihilating the void is one, and the method of annihilating the underworld is the magic of burning lamps to annihilate the underworld!"

Gong Nanfeng raised his arms, and twelve magic lamps condensed around him. The shapes of four of the lamps are the same as the original lamp, the selfless lamp, the soul-eating lamp, and the birth-death lamp.

First there was the art of burning lanterns to extinguish the underworld, and then there was the legend of the Mingzu who wanted to forge twelve magic lanterns to surpass the ancient witch ancestors.

It's a pity that after two lifetimes, only four cans were made.

Sixty-five bronze chimes rang, their voices gradually getting louder, and they all flew towards Gong Nanfeng.

At the same time, Gong Nanfeng completely ignored the third tribulation thunder that fell, and fired the twelve magic lamps that merged into one, turning into a burning lamp to extinguish the underworld, and collided with the sixty-five bronze chimes.

"Boom!"

Even the River of Time and the Kingdom of Hades could not withstand this power and collapsed. Suddenly, the time of the entire universe became chaotic.

In some star fields, hundreds or thousands of years have passed.

In some star fields, time briefly stagnated.

Within the star field, someone inexplicably appeared in an era thousands of years later in an instant; in someone's mind, vague memories of the future hundreds of years later appeared.

The Kingdom of Hades was almost torn in half, and continental plates thousands of miles away fell into the starry sky.

The time-marked sea of ​​light spreads across the surrounding star field, forming a unique time nebula.

Faced with such a powerful shock wave of power, the past palace, future palace, and ancient realm were unable to stop them. They all withdrew into Demon Ancestor Ridge when the Bronze Chime Bell appeared.

Even so, there were still aftermaths, rushing into Yaozu Ridge and flattening all the peaks.

All the gods fled into the Temple of Destiny to escape.

Xukun God of War was a step too late and was hit by a sound wave, and his body exploded instantly. Fortunately, it was only the aftermath, and it was weakened by the power of Yao Zuling and the Ancient Realm. Although he was injured, he at least survived.

"Looking at the fun, if you see it, you won't be so unlucky."

Xu Kun, the god of war, felt very regretful as his blood and energy reunited with his divine body.

I thought that the spirit of the underworld and the red crow king were hit hard by Ming Ancestor one after another, and the situation had stabilized. But before I could be happy for a long time, this heavy blow fell on me.

I don't know how much time has passed, but the bell has not rang again, and the aura of the ancestor and the cloud of calamity have dissipated.

"Uh-huh!"

Chi Yao flew into the area where the aftermath of the power was the most chaotic and powerful, looking for traces of Zhang Ruochen. However, only sixty-five bronze chimes were found.

They have lost their activity and are in free fall in the void.

There was no breath of Zhang Ruochen in the entire underworld and the entire star field.

"Brother Chen!"

Chi Yao's heart is full of worry and urgency.

The previous calamity thunder was used by heaven and earth to kill the ancestor. With Zhang Ruochen's cultivation, how could he possibly block it?

Why should he block it?

Chi Yao collected the bronze chime bell, looked at Yaozu Ridge, turned into a stream of light, and flew over.

…

The long river of time only experienced a brief interruption and then returned to normal.

This is the power of heaven and earth!

Zhang Ruochen walked on the long river of time, the blood hole in his chest could not be healed, and he headed towards the past step by step.

From a distance, I saw the Tianshu Needle floating on the river.

Gong Nanfeng lay curled up on it, with disheveled hair, skinny bones, and even some slight trembling, like an abandoned old dog that was about to die of illness.

"You haven't left yet?"

Zhang Ruochen came to Tianshu Needle and looked at him calmly.

At this moment, he looked very similar to what Zhang Ruochen had seen when he returned from cultivating a first-level divine way. Even worse.

Gong Nanfeng just huddled there, without raising his head, and said hoarsely: "I finally understand why I chose to be you instead of killing you and taking away your body."

"Just because I helped you block a thunderstorm?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Gong Nanfeng said: "A little bit! In fact, it is more because I am not the opponent of Mingzu at all. I was not before, not now, and will not be in the future. But you have a chance!"

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Who is Mingzu?"

"The Ming Ancestor may know, but I don't. If I knew, I would definitely take action when he was at his weakest. How could I miss the opportunity?"

"He has leaked such a big flaw this time. With your intelligence, you will definitely be able to seize the clues and find him. Am I indirectly helping you a lot?"

Gong Nanfeng suddenly sat up and said happily: "You see, he is jealous! He is finally jealous of me! If he is not jealous, how can he stop me? With his move, his opponent may have been locked Haha! He is still a little afraid of me...ahem..."

Because he was so excited, many parts of his body were broken and cracked.

Suffering attacks from Heaven, Earth and Hades at the same time, as well as the backlash of the long river of time, his inner trauma was far more serious than it appeared on the surface.

Zhang Ruochen looked at his miserable appearance and said, "Have you always been so optimistic?"

"If I'm not optimistic, can I survive until now?"

Suddenly, Gong Nanfeng became depressed and said: "Ask me why I haven't left yet. I actually just want to say goodbye to you. After this goodbye, I will never see you again! I wanted to see you again." Feng Caiyi, she’s pretty good. I raised her and took good care of her. I can’t decide the time anymore, so I’m leaving. Before I leave, I’ll use my ancestor’s cultivation to send her off for the last time.”

Gong Nanfeng raised his arm with difficulty, drew his finger in the void, and a happy door of destiny appeared.

For some reason, tears appeared in the corners of his eyes, and he cursed angrily: "I'm so damn unwilling to give in. I really want to fight Ming Ancestor one on one, but it's a pity that there is no chance, no chance!"

…

The spirit of the underworld stepped on the ruins of the underworld and came to a fracture zone. The space in front was shattered, and the ancestor's destructive energy lingered for a long time.

Demon Ancestor Ridge is floating in the broken space.

As the ancestral world of the Demon Ancestor, its structure and materials are unparalleled, so it has been preserved.

The anger in the heart of the spirit of the underworld is difficult to calm down.

Right under his nose, the Kingdom of the Underworld was almost destroyed, and the underworld soldiers and underworld generals suffered numerous casualties. This would not only cause his status in the underworld ancestor faction to plummet, but also lose the opportunity to advance to the ancestor level.

The Ancestor of the Underworld will not help a loser to attack the realm of the ancestors.

Of course, the most important thing is that after sustaining two blows from the Ming Ancestor in a row, his origin has been damaged, and his soul has suffered wounds that cannot be healed. Now, Mingzu was obviously killed by Lord Mingzu. He could only vent all his anger on the gods of the Temple of Destiny.

Maybe, after absorbing their souls, he still has a glimmer of hope.

"boom!"

The Red Crow King arrived and the tree was scorched black.

Only branches remain, no leaves.

Obviously, the fate of the ancestor was so heart-wrenching that at least half of his life was burned away.

The God of Xiu Chen, the Seven Great Men, the God of War Xu Kun, Lian Xi, Que, Hai Shang Youruo, Prajna, Xue Tu... and other powerful men at the Infinite Realm stood outside the Temple of Destiny, peeping at the two and a half rising rays. The ancestor's breath made his heart extremely heavy.

The Spirit of the Underworld and the Red Crow King are not dead yet, they are back again!

Facing the Kingdom of Hades after the earth shattered and the sky collapsed, how could they not take revenge.

"What should I do now? Can I stop it?"

Xue Tu asked the immortals present.

Xukun War God said in a weak voice: "Don't look at me, I don't want to be pushed to the forefront. Not to mention the half-ancestor, even if you are immortal now, you can take my life."

The Seven Masters shook their heads slightly and said: "The ancient realm is almost destroyed, and the formation inscriptions on Yaozu Ridge and the Temple of Destiny have also been completely wiped out in the aftermath of the ancestor's power. Facing the half-ancestor, in addition to the self-destruction of the divine source and the divine source, "We don't have any countermeasures."

At this time, no one cares about whether it will damage morale.

To win the battle, morale is needed.

Prajna looked down the mountain and said, "Don't be so discouraged, the Queen is here!"

"Uh-huh!"

As soon as the voice fell, Chi Yao's handsome and beautiful figure stood outside the Temple of Destiny.

She looked at the crowd and didn't find Zhang Ruochen. Her heart sank and she asked, "Where is Di Chen?"

Prajna walked out of the crowd, with a bitter look on his face, and said: "Di Chen was struck by lightning and fell into the river of time. We can't enter the river of time and don't know the situation inside."

In the distance, the deep voice of the spirit of the underworld came: "The power of heaven and earth can kill the ancestor, how can Zhang Ruochen stop it? If he was still alive, he would have come out long ago!"

The spirit of the underworld manifested into a mist body, tens of thousands of miles high.

Eighteen levels of netherworld purgatory were suspended behind him.

"boom!"

Yao Zuling shook.

The Red Crow King fell heavily into the Demon Ancestor Ridge and took root in the ground. While absorbing the ancestral divine energy in the earth veins to heal his injuries, he moved towards the Temple of Destiny.

It said: "In the duel just now, the river of time briefly collapsed. Can Zhang Ruochen's body and soul be more difficult to destroy than the river of time?"

Chi Yao summoned the blood-dropping sword and glanced at the twenty-seventh level of the sky that fell deeper into the void without leaving any trace.

To fight against the half-ancestor, even the extremely weak half-ancestor must rely on the power of the twenty-seventh level of the heavenly world.

However, the moment she looked at the twenty-seventh level of the sky, she sensed a frighteningly rich dark aura, so she shouted: "Since the Lord has arrived, why hide your head and show your tail? The Spirit of the Underworld and the Red Crow King are... Weak, if you don’t take action now, are you going to wait until they have devoured the gods of the Temple of Destiny and recovered from their injuries before taking action again?”

Zhang Ruochen had previously called out to the Dark Lord and the Fourth Confucian Ancestor, but the Underworld Spirit and the Red Crow King were just skeptical, thinking that he was just spreading suspicion.

In addition, they were at their peak at that time, and with the support of formations and the deployment of dark soldiers and generals, they did not pay attention to the monks hiding in the dark at all.

But it's different now!

In their current state, it was okay to bully the gods of the Temple of Destiny, but facing any half-ancestor, they had no choice but to run for their lives.

The dark remnant body appeared in the shattered first layer of the sky world, holding Mjolnir in hand, laughing loudly: "What a keen sense, I just activated Mjolnir, and you discovered the clues. "

The faces of the Spirit of the Nether Sea and the Red Crow King changed, and they immediately joined together, and then entered the eighteenth level of Netherworld Purgatory.

The spirit of the underworld said: "Congratulations, Lord, for taking over the Tianyu world left by the great Lord Fudo Mingwang. After taking back the black hand, I hope the ancestor will come."

Of course, Chi Yao was worried that the dark remnant body would break through the Tianyu world first and seize the evil hands, so he loudly said: "It's already this time, do you want to continue to wait, Senior Confucian Ancestor?"

On one of the broken continents of the underworld, the thunder altar bursts out with divine brilliance, illuminating the dark void of the universe.

The awe-inspiring righteousness fills the world.

The old man in blue robes and Confucian robes stood outside the Thunder Altar, with a clear face, and said calmly: "The twenty-seventh level of the world is the legacy left by the Great Master to the living beings in the Kunlun world. It belongs to the Zhang family and no one can take it away."

The space becomes silent.

For a moment, no one dared to act rashly.

The Spirit of the Underworld and the Red Crow King had the intention of retreating, wanting to let the old man in blue robes and the dark body fight to the death, and then they would reap the benefits.

But they were also worried that once they chose to retreat, the old man in blue robes and the dark body would join forces to deal with them first.

At this moment, a clear and sweet phoenix cry broke the deadlock.

The sound of phoenix chirping came from the sacred sycamore tree.

Then, wisps of flames passed through the tree and escaped.

The trunk of the sacred sycamore tree burned. The flames were very terrifying, containing the power of the ancestors. They burned through the three realms, forming a gorgeous and beautiful fire cloud.

"It's the Palace Master. Has the Palace Master succeeded? Successfully conquered the Indus Sacred Tree?"

"What a terrifying flame. Is this the Demon Ancestor Flame that burned Ancestor Chongming to death?"

"Heaven will never destroy my destiny temple!"

…

The gods reveled and were excited.

Although Zu Yan is terrifying, it seems to contain the energy of life.

In Yao Zuling, the vegetation that was destroyed in the aftermath of the battle between the ancestors grew out of the soil again, sprouted branches, blossomed and bore fruit.

The roots of the Wutong Sacred Tree took root in Yaozu Ridge and Lihentian at the same time.

At this moment, he was frantically absorbing the ancestral divine energy and the ancestral rules from the Yaozu Ridge earth veins, and he was also absorbing Lihentian's "quantity" of power.

Chi Yao raised her head, stared at the tall and lush sycamore tree, and said to herself: "This is not as simple as just conquering the sycamore tree. Could it be that she is condensing the ancestral flame and absorbing the spirit and rules left by the demon ancestor? She Do you want to become the demon ancestor of this era?"

"Feng Caiyi is indeed the second incarnation of the Demon Ancestor! If you want to become the Demon Ancestor, you must first pass our level."

The spirit of the sea of ​​​​underworld said again: "You two, why don't you kill Feng Caiyi and the other ants first, and then we will show off? I believe you don't want to see such changes as the Demon Ancestor, right?"

The gods in the Temple of Destiny all cursed the spirit of the underworld, and their intentions were too sinister. Once the Fourth Confucian Patriarch and the Dark Remnant agreed, they would be dead!

"Wow!"

In Demon Ancestor Ridge, near the Wutong Sacred Tree, circles of ripples appeared in the space.

Zhang Ruochen stepped on the sundial, his face was serious, and he flew out, as if he was thinking about something, or as if he was immersed in some emotion, without saying a word.

But just standing there quietly without saying a word, the attitudes of all parties changed drastically.

This is the intimidating power that only half ancestors have!

After a long time, Zhang Ruochen finally uttered a sentence: "Honored Lord, Confucian Ancestor, I propose to kill the spirit of the underworld and the Red Crow King first. Do you agree?"

"Woof!"

The cry of Ancestor Jin Ni and the aura of the Half-Ancestor came faintly from the depths of the Underworld, as if responding to Zhang Ruochen.

In the direction from which the sound came, golden light illuminated the sky, clearing away the dark energy.

In the place where the golden light is the brightest, the Jianyuan Divine Tree grows straight from the ground. At the same time, Xu Tian's aura has grown from weak to strong step by step, even surpassing before.

At this moment, the sword roars all over the world!