God Emperor

San Yingtian stood on the bank of the wide Santu River, looking at the giant planets in the sky, with a proud smile on his lips.

These life-containing planets were migrated from various star fields in the wilderness and were the result of his tens of thousands of years of planning.

If it were just that, it wouldn't make him proud.

What is really proud of is that after Ksitigarbha's death, the entire world fell into his control. Even if Meng Naihe comes back in the future, there will be nothing he can do.

He looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes give people a sophisticated and cold feeling. Any monk who sees these eyes can't help but tremble with fear.

As the most powerful person in the heavens second only to the "Erjun Tian", the first of them all, Sanyingtian has been active in the heaven and earth for many years, and even occasionally visited the heaven, universe and hell.

Looking around the universe, there are very few monks that he likes.

If it hadn't been for the order of Ming Ancestor to keep a low profile and sneak up, he would have made a name for himself in the world by stepping on the names of those in heaven and hell.

As the end of the Santu River, for hundreds of millions of years, countless tributary rivers have carried the bones of various planets and big worlds in the universe, alluvial here, and turned into a plain of bones at your feet.

The death energy here is so thick that ordinary living beings will die immediately if they step into it.

Therefore, countless ghosts, Garuda bones, and Kinna corpses crawled out from the ground of the plain.

These are the River of Forgetfulness and the Sea of ​​Gray, the three most numerous followers of the Eight Divisions.

"Sir, Danta Ksitigarbha wants to see you!"

The sound transmission from the divine mind has just entered San Yingtian's ears.

"Boom!"

A dazzling golden thunder and lightning surged from the sky, struck in front of Sanyingtian, and condensed into the tall and thin bamboo pole-like body of Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha.

Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha tried his best to open his eyes wide and roared: "Where is the Underworld Envoy? I want to see her."

Sanyingtian had met Soul Mother not long ago, so of course he knew what happened on the Tianlong, and even more so why Tantuo Ksitigarbha was so angry.

It is absolutely a shame and humiliation for someone who is at the peak of immortality to have his consciousness broken and his memory erased.

Moreover, this is even more of a distrust of him by the Underworld Envoy!

Sanyingtian pretended to be puzzled and asked in surprise: "Why is Ksitigarbha so angry? Why did you meet the Ming Envoy?"

"Don't worry about it. Call the underworld messenger out." Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha said.

Zhang Ruochen quietly came a hundred feet away and stood beside the two high-ranking ghost gods who led Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha here. He did not dare to approach San Yingtian again.

Zhang Ruochen had seen too many extremely powerful people, and he sensed an extremely dangerous aura in San Yingtian.

If you take another step forward, it seems that you will be noticed by him.

"It's really a heavenly level."

Zhang Ruochen has reached the realm of Tianzun level, so he is very aware of the horror of this realm, and he does not dare to have any contempt for San Yingtian.

In his current state, if he faced off against the Heavenly Master, it would be hard to say whether he would win or lose.

What's more, this is San Yingtian's territory. Who knows how many strong men are hidden in this plain of bones?

Zhang Ruochen looked at the two high-level ghost gods beside him. They were no different from the ghosts in hell. However, the power of the curse flows within his body.

To be precise, the entire River of Forgetfulness and the entire Plain of Bones are filled with the power of the curse.

"If you don't call out the Underworld Envoy, I won't be polite!"

Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha roared, and circles of golden Buddha light spread out from the back of his head.

The aura of divine power at the peak of immortality erupted, suppressing the land of Wangchuan. All the eight followers knelt on the ground, trembling in fear.

The stars in the sky are shaking.

"Ksitigarbha is calm and calm, I will take you there now! Let's go!"

Sanyingtian looked at the panic-stricken crowd of eight tribes around him, and with a helpless sigh led Tantuo Ksitigarbha to go downstream along the Santu River.

Zhang Ruochen naturally followed closely behind.

The river channel from Santu River to this place is wider than anywhere else, with a width of more than 100,000 miles. It is not an exaggeration to call it a sea.

The space here is stable and not inferior to heaven.

Sanyingtian and Tantuo Ksitigarbha moved forward with spiritual steps, but they could not cross one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred miles in one step. Taoism was suppressed and the rules of space were weakened.

One step can only cover about a hundred miles.

When their cultivation reaches their level, this speed is definitely slow.

Not only the rules of space are weakened, but all the rules of heaven and earth are also weakened.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a thick black mist rose in front of them, obstructing their vision and making it impossible to clearly see the landscape of the Corpse Plain. The Santu River next to it became more rapid, and the sound of water flow was deafening.

San Yingtian suddenly stopped, the smile on his face disappeared, and his eyes looked like an eagle about to hunt.

"Why don't you leave?" Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha asked.

Sanyingtian said: "We're here!"

"Are we here? Where is the Underworld Envoy? Why didn't I see it?" Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha asked.

San Yingtian sneered, turned around and looked at where Zhang Ruochen was standing, and said, "Why don't you show up yet?"

One look locked time and space.

Zhang Ruochen laughed, appeared in the space, and said: "As expected of the Heavenly Master, you have discovered it!"

San Yingtian looked at Zhang Ruochen and said: "This can't be discovered? Have you ever respected me? You know that I am a Tianzun level, but you are close to me and follow me all the way. You despise me so much, don't know where your confidence is?"

The shock in San Yingtian's heart cannot be described in words.

At first, he didn't actually notice Zhang Ruochen's presence.

It was after he discovered something was wrong with Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha's state that he became vigilant and sensed faint clues in the fluctuations of the heaven and earth behind him.

Not to mention quietly approaching within a hundred feet of the Heavenly Lord level, even approaching within a hundred spiritual steps is an extremely incredible accomplishment.

"There is no contempt. Pindao is already very cautious and takes it seriously."

Zhang Ruochen walked towards San Yingtian step by step.

The distance is getting closer.

It is almost impossible to surprise and attack a Heavenly Master.

Zhang Ruochen's only chance to win over San Yingtian is to close the distance, not giving him a chance to use his magical powers and adjust the rules, and firmly hold the initiative in his own hands.

Fight with him for physical strength.

The closer the distance, the greater the chance of winning.

From San Yingtian's point of view, this Taoist priest had no magical power left in him and his cultivation was unfathomable. Seeing him walking step by step, he felt a sense of oppression as if he were covered by the waves.

However, as a Tianzun-level person, San Yingtian is proud and confident and will not be overwhelmed by the opponent's aura.

Taking a step back is impossible.

"His eyes are completely locked on me. As long as I mobilize my spirit and rules, I will definitely face his overwhelming attack. Can Wangchuan withstand this power?"

San Yingtian is not afraid of Zhang Ruochen, but he is very worried that the two will fight and destroy Wangchuan and the life planet of Tianqiong. For delaying Ming Zu's important matter, no one can save him if he is punished by the superiors.

By then, there will be no more sacrifices.

He will make a sacrifice!

Sanyingtian said: "I'm very curious, what happened on the Tianlong, and why did Tanduo Ksitigarbha become like this?"

Zhang Ruochen had already walked to a place eighty feet away from Sanyingtian and said: "Tantuo Ksitigarbha was broken through the sea of ​​consciousness by the Dark Envoy, and his memory was erased. He felt extremely shameful and humiliated. Now, he has corrected his evil ways and will no longer be with the Dark Ancestor. Factions."

Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha nodded in sudden enlightenment, his eyes filled with wisdom and brilliance, and he finally understood something.

God, Sanying, would you believe Zhang Ruochen's nonsense?

To be able to make a being at the peak of immortality undergo a comprehensive transformation in spiritual consciousness is so terrifying. Even the half-ancestor may not have this kind of method.

San Yingtian had already thought of a countermeasure and continued to lure the enemy closer, saying: "What about you, Taoist Master? Who are you? There is no one like you in the heaven, universe, or hell."

"Me? Haha, poor monk Shengsi."

Zhang Ruochen walked within fifty feet.

Sanyingtian said: "But coming with the Fourth Confucian Patriarch?"

"You can think so!"

Zhang Ruochen's expression remained normal, but he secretly felt something was wrong.

Even San Yingtian knew that the Fourth Confucian Patriarch had come to this star field. Apparently Soul Mother and the Fourth Confucian Patriarch had already fought each other and their identities were revealed.

If the Fourth Confucian Patriarch failed to suppress Soul Mother and allowed her to escape to Biluo Pass, with the strength of the Eight Tribes, no matter how powerful the Fourth Confucian Patriarch was, he would probably be unable to defeat the Four Hands with two fists.

Without the Fourth Confucian Patriarch to contain the strong men in Biluo Pass, it will be difficult for Zhang Ruochen to save people and regain the Whirlpool World, the Paradise World, and the Life and Death Lamp.

The two of them each had their own secrets, and they had a tacit understanding, answering every question.

This time, it was Zhang Ruochen's turn to ask questions.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Your Excellency's cultivation is so advanced that it is incomparable to many heavens in the hell world and the heavenly universe. May I ask what your position is among the eight followers?"

"What kind of position can it be? Each of the eight tribes has its own leader. Each one has great supernatural powers and is a being who knows the world. And I am just a pawn under the leader of the Tian family, doing some dirty work and not worth mentioning." San Yingtian smiled.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Really? But Pindao heard that you once received guidance from the Ming Ancestor. How can a person who is not worth mentioning be favored by the Ming Ancestor?"

A look of reverence flashed through San Yingtian's eyes, and when he looked at Zhang Ruochen, it turned into a strong coldness.

The other party even knows this secret. It is expected that not only something will happen to Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha, but also the Meng family uncle will be exposed.

"Isn't Meng Huang'e his opponent? Has the Tianlong been completely controlled by the God Realm?"

While this thought flashed through San Yingtian's mind, he had some doubts. Even if he took out the sacred weapon, he would not be able to deal with the terrifying opponent in front of him.

The longer San Yingtian and Zhang Ruochen looked at each other, the more terrifying Zhang Ruochen felt.

This Taoist priest seemed to be able to peer into his heart and see through his thoughts at the moment.

"Can't wait any longer!"

The divine energy in San Yingtian's body was circulating, and he raised his hands to sacrifice the "Ming Luo Tian Net".

This thing is the most precious treasure of the Tianzhong tribe.

Erjuntian gave this thing to him to use against Meng Naihe. After all, no one knows when Meng Naihe will return to the Meng family.

Zhang Ruochen would never give San Yingtian a chance to mobilize his divine energy, and it was even less possible for him to sacrifice his divine weapon.

San Yingtian had just raised his arms when Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of him and pressed his palm directly towards his face.

Although it was only physical power, Zhang Ruochen's palm shattered the space here, and cracks in the space spread to the distance, like a mirror being shattered.

Forced to have no choice, San Yingtian had no choice but to clasp his hands and fight Zhang Ruochen.

"boom!"

Two earth-shaking forces collided together.

San Yingtian's body erupted with endless spiritual energy and rules, and a series of protective divine lights blessed his body. However, he was still unable to resist, and his body flew backwards like a meteor.

With spirit and rules in his body, San Yingtian did not suffer serious injuries, but his arms were painful and numb, and the blood in his body was unstable.

"Let's do it together!"

When Zhang Ruochen chased San Yingtian, he did not forget to greet Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha who was in a daze.

Summoning the Wangqing Demon Subduing Stick, Zhang Ruochen slashed at San Yingtian who had not yet stabilized his body.

San Yingtian barely raised his right arm to resist. There was a "click" sound, cracks appeared in the arm bones, and the arm was bloody and bloody.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen jumped up and struck San Yingtian on top of his head with all his strength.

San Yingtian lowered his legs and stood in a horse stance, his body motionless as a bell, and he used his head to catch Zhang Ruochen's stick.

"Bang!"

Like the divine bell of heaven and earth ringing.

The ground beneath San Yingtian's feet shattered and sank into the Santu River, but his head was not broken or cracked, and was as hard as the artifact.

He actually managed to hold it!

Zhang Ruochen was shocked and stepped back. He was slightly surprised and looked at the Wangqing Demon Subduing Stick in his hand.

"With physical strength alone, it will be difficult to break through the Tianzun-level defense."

The defense of Tianzun level is not only physical defense, but also the rules intertwined within the body and the Taoism that contains endless years.

Zhang Ruochen's physical strength is indeed very strong, but it is not so strong that he can crush the Tianzun level with his physical body alone.

After all, the power of the Tianzun level includes the power of the body, the power of divine energy, the power of rules, the power of soul, as well as the most powerful power of order and power of mystery.

The combination of multiple powers is the overall divine power intensity of the Tianzun level.

"This old man despises me so much! He only used his physical strength to fight me, and didn't even activate the internal inscriptions of the Forgetful Demon-Subduing Stick. This is too much of a deception."

After San Yingtian stabilized his decline, he did not forget to take a look at the Corpse Plain.

I saw that the duel between him and Zhang Ruochen just now activated all the ancestral divine patterns and the order of the underworld in the space of the Corpse Plain, intertwined with each other, and filled the entire Wangchuan.

The ancestral divine patterns are like dense lines.

The order of the Underworld ancestors condensed into vines that grew towards the sky. The dim light flickered and gorgeous underworld flowers bloomed, causing earth-shaking changes in the Corpse Plain.

Being in it is like being trapped in a jungle, and all perceptions become blurred.

"It turns out that Master Ming Ancestor had already made arrangements!"

Without any worries, San Yingtian relaxed. With a wave of his sleeves, he used the Mingluo Sky Net to hit Zhang Ruochen, who was rushing towards him again.

"Capture all the gods and Buddhas and return them to the heavenly net, and gather all the remaining spirits to fall into the underworld."

The Ming Luo Tian Net is airtight, intertwined in the space, and has consciousness, covering Zhang Ruochen.

And, it shrinks extremely quickly.

"Wow!"

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's body, like some ancient creatures, turned into the original particles of heaven and earth and passed through the gaps in the net of hell.

"How is it possible? This can't be passed through by turning it into a particle state...Who are you?"

San Yingtian panicked and spat out a mouthful of dazzling sword-shaped divine energy to block Zhang Ruochen, who had re-condensed into the appearance of a Taoist priest.

The sword-shaped divine flower was scattered by Zhang Ruochen with a wave of his hand.

He carried the stick of Wangqing Demon Subduing in his hand, and hit San Yingtian's head with another stick. The knocking sound was very clear, like knocking on a wooden fish.

The sonic storm that escaped was telling the world that this attack was extremely terrifying and could not be stopped except by the Heavenly Lord level.

"If you can't break your spirit in one blow, I'll give you ten blows. If you can't break it in ten blows, I'll give you a hundred blows."

Zhang Ruochen chased after San Yingtian and beat him from the sky to the ground and then to the Santu River.

Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha, who was chasing after him, didn't know why, but every time Taoist Master Shengsi's stick hit San Yingtian's head, he always felt that his head would hurt.

How could it be so weird?

Shang Tian stood on the Corpse Plain, which was about a thousand miles away from the battlefield. Underworld flower vines were constantly growing under his feet. Each one was intertwined by the order of the Underworld Ancestor. It was so tough that even the artifact was indestructible.

He allowed the Minghua vines to drown him, his eyes fixed on the Taoist Shengsi who was chasing San Yingtian, as if he wanted to see through him.

It was so strong that it could chase and beat a Heavenly Master with just its physical body, without being able to fight back.

Is Haotian Tianzun's physical body so strong?