God Emperor

"He's not dead!"

The Red Crow King looked at the horizon where the long rivers of sword energy were surging, feeling unbelievable.

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"Such a strong sword intention! Could it be that Master broke through and then stood up again, realizing the Twenty-Five Sword?"

Even though Qiu, who always had a calm personality, was feeling very uneasy and excited at this moment.

The situation has completely changed!

The appearance of Zhang Ruochen held up the sky for the gods and opened a door of hope. Then, the commotion made by Ancestor Jin Yang, Xu Tian, ​​and Feng Tian completely stabilized the crisis.

In other words, from the weak side to the strongest side.

Dark Remnant sighed several times in his heart. Every time he wanted to make up his mind, there were always variables.

The current situation was what he least wanted to see.

If he insists on breaking through Tianyu World and seizing the Black Hand first, I am afraid Zhang Ruochen will abandon the Spirit of the Underworld and the Red Crow King to deal with him first.

The Fourth Confucian Patriarch, who had said such righteous words before, whether he meant it sincerely or falsely, had no way out, and must have helped Zhang Ruochen deal with him.

Coupled with the Jin Yang ancestor, Xu Feng Jin, whose sword intent is rising steadily.

Under the ancestors, who can resist such power?

However, if he chooses to join forces with Zhang Ruochen, he must deal with the Spirit of the Underworld and the Red Crow King first. So after the death of the Underworld Spirit and the Red Crow King, will it be his turn next?

After all, he was really planning to take advantage of the situation just now, and Zhang Ruochen couldn't possibly not see it.

This is the consequence of having ulterior motives!

dilemma.

"Di Chen, does our previous alliance still count?" Dark Remnant asked.

Zhang Ruochen wore a divine robe of talisman to cover his pierced chest. He secretly healed his injuries and said, "When will the words I said cease to count?"

In order to prevent the dark remnant body from taking risks, Zhang Ruochen had to take the initiative to dispel his doubts and said: "The Lord urgently needs to make up for the shortcomings in his soul, and the spirit of the underworld is the best tonic."

God Xiu Chen didn't know whether he was impatient or he really understood Zhang Ruochen's thoughts, and said: "Are you crazy? We in the Sword World, the Temple of Destiny, and the Heavenly Universe have paid a heavy price to create an excellent situation. How can he let him Take away the fruits of victory?”

Zhang Ruochen said calmly: "It doesn't matter! We came to Beize Great Wall to destroy the base of the Ming Zu faction, to help Fengtian and the Temple of Destiny seize the Demon Ancestral Ridge, and to seize the eighteenth level of Netherworld Purgatory."

"After today's battle, the corpse nightmare will definitely take revenge. Giving up the spirit of the underworld to the Lord is actually letting the Lord help us bear part of the wrath of our ancestors. I just don't know if the Lord has the guts?"

After hearing this, Dark Remnant's worries were greatly reduced.

Yes! What Zhang Ruochen and the Temple of Destiny fear most is the revenge of the ancestor Corpse Nightmare. How could they deal with him after killing the Spirit of the Underworld and the Red Crow Queen?

At the same time, the dark body also saw through Zhang Ruochen's intention.

Zhang Ruochen must be worried that he will risk everything to break through the world of Tianyu and seize the black hand. In this way, although He will be besieged, it will be difficult for him to end well.

But the Nether Sea Spirit and the Red Crow King have a great chance of escaping with Nether Purgatory.

Netherworld Purgatory is what Zhang Ruochen wants to seize most.

He said these words simply because he wanted to stabilize Him.

"Haha! Di Chen's outspokenness is the greatest trust in me. Okay, today I will follow Di Chen's lead, bring peace to the Kingdom of the Underworld, and kill the right-hand man of Corpse Nightmare."

The dark body flew away from Tianyu World and moved forward step by step. Dark power spread and quickly swallowed up the light in the void.

"You decided my life and death so early?"

There was a joking smile in the tone of the spirit of the underworld: "Although I was severely injured, I was able to survive two attacks from the ancestor. This is the strength of the quasi-ancestor! If you want to kill me, you should be mentally prepared to be buried with me. ?"

The spirit of the sea of ​​​​underworld is full of energy and fighting spirit, and it does not show the weak state just now.

He was completely integrated with the Netherworld Purgatory, constantly mobilizing the remaining power of the Underworld Ancestor, and said: "The great Lord Underworld Ancestor can transcend time and space, attach his power to the World-Destroying Bell, and kill the Ancestor of Life. Naturally, he can also kill the Ancestor of Life." I'll kill you. But I can't kill a chicken with a knife. I can kill you all by myself."

Everyone present frowned, and many were frightened by the spirit of the underworld.

Even Chi Yao showed a cautious attitude and said: "The spirit of the underworld claims to have mastered the four ancestral curse seals left by the corpse nightmare. Currently, only two of them are used. The killing curse is imposed on the ancient god Panyuan, and the devouring curse is The blood curse hits Mingzu, Brother Chen, you must be extremely careful!”

"I have Mani beads, why should I be afraid of his spells?"

Zhang Ruochen took out the Mani Pearl and held it in his palm before he could activate it.

But see.

The Spirit of the Underworld and the Red Crow King fled in two directions.

The strong show just now was just for show.

This made Zhang Ruochen, Dark Remnant Body, and the Fourth Confucian Ancestor fearful, and then they took advantage of the gap between them to prepare defensive measures and escaped separately.

The spirit of the underworld is fleeing to Lihentian.

As soon as he entered Lihentian, he and Netherworld Purgatory disappeared.

With a wave of his hand, Zhang Ruochen punched into the sundial, carrying the time-marked light spots all over the sky, and caught up with the spirit of the underworld at the fastest speed, crushing him past the place where he disappeared just now.

But, it missed the target!

Completely lost all traces of the spirit of the underworld.

The fourth Confucian Patriarch said: "It's the Heavenly Secret Pen and the Heavenly Book of Destiny! The spirit of Minghai took these two spiritual treasures from Xu Fengju's hands. Using both of them together, it is the best in the universe!"

"How can there be so many firsts in the universe? He has just obtained these two treasures and will never be able to fully use them."

Zhang Ruochen will never allow the spirit of the Nether Sea to escape from under his nose with the Netherworld Purgatory. Ancient God Panyuan is still suppressed inside!

If the spirit of the underworld escapes like this, Ancient God Panyuan will definitely die.

"Lord, I leave the Red Crow King to you!"

Zhang Ruochen flashed, passed through the hole in space, and stood in Lihentian, holding up his hands.

The red cauldron rises quickly, blooming with the brilliance of truth.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Chi Yao and several immortals outside the Temple of Destiny wanted to help, but Zhang Ruochen stopped them: "Protect Yazu Ridge and Tianyu World, and don't let any accidents happen."

The Fourth Confucian Patriarch looked at Zhang Ruochen on the other side of the space hole with a faint smile on his face.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen felt a powerful and unparalleled spiritual power, pouring from the hole in space and rushing into Hongding.

There were obvious changes on Ding's body, and the copper eye turned rapidly.

The brilliance of truth surged several times.

"It turns out that to bring out the power of Hong Ding, the role of mental power is so great. The mental power of this Confucian ancestor... is terrifying!"

When this thought flashed through Zhang Ruochen's mind, he could already sense the strange celestial fluctuations hundreds of millions of miles away.

"Uh-huh!"

With a flash of light under his feet, Zhang Ruochen crossed hundreds of millions of miles and smashed the Hongding down heavily.

"Boom!"

Lihentian's space shook violently, and the Netherworld Purgatory appeared, with six volumes of the "Book of Destiny" suspended in its six directions.

The spirit of the underworld stood on the first level of the purgatory world, holding the secret pen in hand and drawing something quickly. When he was revealed by Zhang Ruochen's Yiding, he was still in a state of shock and confusion.

The self-healing ability of Netherworld Purgatory is extremely strong, and all purgatory worlds have been restored to their original state.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen unfolded his ancestral blood wings, turned into a streak of blood light, fell from above, and hit the first atmosphere of the purgatory world with his golden staff, breaking it open.

The spirit of the underworld raised its sword and struck out, hitting it hard with the golden staff.

The two stood up to each other and stepped back at the same time.

The spirit of the underworld looked around nervously, then laughed: "Zhang Ruochen, you caught up with me alone, and even broke into the world of purgatory."

"I am enough to deal with you!" Zhang Ruochen said.

The spirit of the underworld said in a bewitching voice: "You alone are not enough. Besides, aren't you curious as to why the so-called Confucian Ancestor and the Lord of Darkness didn't catch up? Aren't you afraid of Feng Caiyi and Xu Fengjin? Changes over there?”

Zhang Ruochen was not affected by the bewitching power at all, and successively hit the sundial, Hongding, and Mani beads.

Then, following closely, the golden staff was like a stick, swinging its arm and slashing down diagonally.

The spirit of the underworld is indeed extremely powerful. It used its stone knife to chop away three war treasures in a row, but Zhang Ruochen finally penetrated the defensive divine light with a "stick".

This "stick" hit him on the neck, causing his body to roll over and fly away, causing water to splash.

His body at the moment was made of the underworld sea.

Otherwise, how could he still have such fighting power after sustaining two attacks from the ancestor?

The spirit of the underworld smashed into the underworld mountains of the first level of purgatory world, and finally, the body fell into the second level of purgatory world, and then stabilized its legs.

Without giving him a chance to breathe, the sundial fell heavily.

Although the spirit of the underworld avoided the body of the sundial, it was still affected by the time power carried by the sundial, and its speed slowed down a bit.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen struck down with his staff, golden light and bloody light blended together.

The spirit of the underworld barely waved its sword to resist, and retreated continuously. It also mobilized its strength to resolve the successive attacks of Sundial, Hongding, and Mani Zhu.

Zhang Ruochen was so fierce, even though he was hit by lightning, he acted like nothing happened.

"Zhang Ruochen, you alone can't kill me! If we continue to fight like this, we can only perish together. When the time comes, the Dark Lord and the Confucian Patriarch will be extremely happy, so why bother?"

The spirit of the underworld completely weakened.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The Netherworld Purgatory shook, and there was a series of boundary-breaking roars.

The Wa Palace broke out of the ground, carrying colorful divine flowers and rising into the sky.

The palace is gorgeous and magnificent, and the atmosphere of the ancestors is strong. The sacred light and shadow of Emperor Wa is tens of thousands of miles high, purifying all the power belonging to the Ming Ancestor.

Ancient God Panyuan stood outside the Wa Palace, like a peerless god of war, holding a giant ax and shouting: "With me and me, is it enough to kill you?"

"You...were you not under a killing curse?"

The spirit of the underworld couldn't believe that a monk who had just entered the semi-ancestral realm and received a curse seal from the ancestor should not have recovered his fighting power so quickly even if he did not die.

"No matter how strong the Corpse Nightmare is, can it be stronger than Emperor Wa?"

Ancient God Panyuan flew out of the Wa Palace, holding an ax in both hands and striking it down, as if he was about to fight the spirit of the underworld in close combat.

Zhang Ruochen glanced towards the Wa Palace and clearly saw Feng Yan's figure, and a smile appeared on his face. Ancient God Panyuan not only survived, but also regained his fighting strength, which was a complete surprise.

It seems that Feng Yan has obtained the secret of the deepest power of the Wa Palace.

It should be noted that the mysterious power of the Wa Palace has scared away the Seventy-two Lotus.

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The edge of Hades.

Xu Tian's figure was as straight as a sword, walking with the ancestor Jin Yi, and intercepted the Red Crow King who was about to escape.

Xu Tian had a stone sword source tree growing on his head. He was like a brother of the Jingdao people. He was full of energy and spirit. He shouted coldly: "There is revenge, and there is resentment. Red Crow King, you have given me the revenge of death. Today I Xu Tian Return the wind!"

"Take my sword twenty-five!"