God Emperor

The power that the Fourth Confucian Patriarch and Haotian unleashed were both extremely powerful and overbearing. One was a peak spiritual power half-ancestor, and the other was a peak martial arts half-ancestor.

If the two of them attack together, they can crush everything under the ancestor.

Meng Huang, you are quiet and natural, your awe-inspiring righteousness and divine light of punishment cannot cause any ripples in her eyes, and you point your finger towards the sky.

The Ancestral Dragon, which was condensed from the water of the Underworld Sea, broke away from the control of the Fourth Confucian Ancestor and turned to attack Haotian.

"Boom!"

The sharp claws of the Nether Sea Ancestral Dragon collided with the Black and Yellow Halberd, and the dragon's body exploded, turning into a rain of ghosts and ghosts.

Sanyingtian said coldly: "The Minghai is part of Lord Mingzu's ancestral realm. To actually use the water of the Nethersea to attack Lord Mingzu, the Fourth Confucian Patriarch is too whimsical."

The Stone God looked serious and said: "The fourth Confucian Patriarch has integrated Haoran's righteousness and spiritual power, and has reached the peak of the ninety-fourth level. He is already second only to Yan Tingqiu in the history of Confucianism and Taoism. Such a character has no confidence in his own strength. , of course he has absolute confidence. It’s a pity that he is facing Mingzu!”

Gandharva said: "Even Yan Tingqiu dare not use the water of the Nether Sea to deal with Lord Ming Ancestor. The Fourth Confucian Patriarch is too conceited! But..."

She didn't say the rest of the sentence.

she wanted to say.

It’s no wonder that the Fourth Confucian Patriarch is conceited. After all, the Underworld Patriarch is just a shadowy soul projection.

A ghost projection was so terrifyingly powerful that even the Gandharvas were horrified, not to mention exceeding the expectations of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch.

Her spiritual attainments are already among the best in the billion-year history of the universe, second only to those spiritual ancestors.

She naturally has the same pride and confidence as the Fourth Confucian Ancestor, and even occasionally bursts out with the idea of ​​challenging the Ming Ancestor once she steps into the Ancestral Realm.

The scene in front of her severely damaged her self-confidence.

The water of the Underworld Sea pours down continuously from the formation world, and the water mist fills the air, overlapping with the "Strange Sea of ​​Underworld" derived from Meng Huang.

She stood on the rough sea of ​​Hades and slowly spread her hands.

"Withered Zetsu!"

She did not pronounce these three words, but they appeared in the ears of every monk present at the same time.

The Fourth Confucian Patriarch had the most keen sense, and he noticed that the terrifying and boundless curse fell on him, like maggots on the tarsal bones, which could not be isolated or resisted.

"Go, get out of here quickly."

The Fourth Confucian Patriarch shouted to Haotian and immediately walked away from Meng Huangyou.

The dead end at this moment is still very slight, and the Fourth Confucian Patriarch has the confidence to resolve it.

Haotian is protected by the Divine Punishment Armor and has not yet sensed the invasion of Death Jue, but he understands the strength of Ming Ancestor better than anyone else.

Can the Divine Punishment Armor really block the curse cast by the Ming Ancestor himself?

He wasn't even 30% sure.

What's more, it's not just him and the Fourth Confucian Patriarch who have suffered the curse of death, but also monks such as Shang Tian, ​​Huang Tian, ​​Meng Naihe, etc.

In the distance, the Fourth Confucian Patriarch was intercepted by Er Juntian and could not escape.

"No one can leave today!"

On the top of the Love Mountain, Gandharva held a wooden staff and summoned the three thousand divine arrays hidden in the ground. The array was as bright as three thousand stars or a blazing sea of ​​stars.

"The battle here is no longer possible. If we go to Biluo Pass, there may be changes there." Yan Huanyu's voice reached Haotian's ears.

Haotian glanced at Meng Huangyou one last time, raised his halberd, and headed out of Love Mountain.

Shang Tian, ​​Huang Tian, ​​Meng Naihe, Baozhu Ksitigarbha, and Tantuo Ksitigarbha all followed.

Now, even if he self-destructs the divine source, it will be useless. At most, he can only kill a clone projection of the Ming Ancestor, but cannot end a small amount of calamity.

On the contrary, if the Kuseijue curses all the monks, their combat power will inevitably decline severely. Facing Gandharva and Erjuntian, they will not be able to even self-destruct the divine source.

Go first, wait for the opportunity later.

How could Ming Ancestor let them leave?

"Snapped!"

Meng Huang, the lotus mark between your eyebrows burned, then shattered and opened.

Where the lotus mark was broken, a fist-sized hole appeared in the space.

The space hole expanded rapidly and turned into a black vortex. Its interior is vast and colorful, like pieces of nebula and dust, leading to unknown places.

At the end of the space hole, a figure appeared.

The figure was wrapped in dark light and could not be seen clearly. However, the moment it appeared, all the monks in Qingshan felt as if they were being shocked by electric shocks, and their hearts trembled.

Even the peerless half-ancestors such as Gandharva, Erjuntian, Haotian, the Fourth Confucian Patriarch, Yan Huanyu, and Mingshi are no exception.

This aura is far scarier than the previous Meng Huangyou, and Haotian and Yan Huanyu are very familiar with it.

For hundreds of thousands of years, this breath has been their nightmare, the deepest fear in their hearts, like an indelible nail stuck in their hearts.

The true form of Mingzu!

With the true form of Ming Ancestor appearing, the power of the Dead Death Curse has doubled...

The Fourth Confucian Ancestor and Haotian joined forces to smash the starry sky derived from the Ten Thousand Stars Burning Gold Armor into pieces. Erjuntian's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he flew backwards again and again.

He knew very well that the Fourth Confucian Patriarch and Haotian wanted to open a way out as quickly as possible.

The more this happened, the more he wanted to stop the two of them and never let them go.

As long as the true form of Ming Ancestor arrives, Haotian and the Fourth Confucian Ancestor will still drink in the sea of ​​​​grey even if they have earth-shaking abilities.

"There are eighty thousand cities in the towering mountains and rivers, and the eyes of the sun and moon illuminate eternity."

Er Juntian, who was knocked out, knelt down on one knee with the Kaitian Yue in his hand, and read this sentence with his mouth bleeding continuously.

The blood dyed the soil under him red, and then smeared it into the gray mist.

His eyes turned into the sun and the moon, and the light surged.

The star field derived from the Ten Thousand Star Burning Golden Armor has been completely destroyed by Haotian and the Fourth Confucian Ancestor. However, among the embers of the star field, gray fog came, and the cities in the fog were faintly visible.

The number of cities is innumerable, and the edges cannot be seen. There may really be 80,000 cities.

"The true form of the Ming Ancestor will use the power of the lotus mark to cross the space and descend into the Gray Sea. Today, it seems that there is really no way to escape! Fight!"

Huangtian put away the stone axe, and the spiritual energy in his body was like a river flowing into the sea, constantly flowing towards the source of the spirit.

When it came time to fight to the death, no one was more decisive than him.

If you are not decisive, even if you succeed in self-destructing the divine source, you may not be able to bring your opponent to death together.

"Bang!"

Yan Huanyu slapped Huang Tian on the chest, dispelling the divine energy in his body and sending him flying hundreds of miles away.

"You, a junior, also want to face Ancestor Ming directly?"

Yan Huanyu's wrinkled face looked at the increasingly larger space hole in the mid-air in the distance, as well as the figure emitting dark light deep in the hole.

His eyes changed from cold and firm to vicissitudes of life and nostalgia.

Then, he rushed over with long strides, the divine flames on his body became brighter and brighter, and said: "Junior, from now on, I will take care of the Yama clan for me! This road... I will take it!"

In Yan Huanyu's field of vision, the passage in the space cave overlapped with the road to the Xujin Sea. Figures like him seemed to appear around him. Each one was burning with fire, but they were so... Never look back.

Both time and space are in front of you.

Everyone is still the same as before.

"Tianzun, Old Dragon Emperor, Palace Master..., you said that the road to death is the easiest. The living people shoulder heavy responsibilities and bear all the pain and hardship. You are right. Today, I also became a deserter. I chose This is the easiest way! Leave the rest to Haotian!”

Every time Yan Huanyu takes a step, the brilliance on his body becomes ten times brighter, then a hundred times, a thousand times...

Gandharva fired three thousand formations and released all his spiritual power to suppress Yan Huanyu's spiritual will to self-destruct his divine source.

Yan Huanyu was only an early half ancestor. She didn't believe that an early half ancestor could self-destruct his divine source in front of her.

But, she was wrong!

Yan Huanyu did not use divine energy to urge the divine source to explode.

Instead, he used the secret technique he had been studying for hundreds of thousands of years - burning out the sunset.

"Burn the setting sun and return to the eternal night, without the day, without myself. I know that I will never be able to cultivate to the realm of the ancestors, and I will never be able to advance like Haotian and others. I can only give up pursuing the realm and turn to Cultivate the magical power that can destroy both jade and stone."

"My health has seriously declined and I am constantly declining. I may not be able to defeat anyone among the half-ancestors, but with this magical power, no matter how strong the half-ancestors are, I will take them away."

Yan Huanyu's voice was sonorous and powerful, resounding throughout Love Mountain.

Feeling the terrifying aura on his body, all the monks in Qingshan panicked, including Gandharva. It can't be suppressed, it can't be suppressed at all!

Yan Huanyu, an old man, wants to take her away.

To be precise, all the monks in Qing Mountain are to be taken away.

Yan Huanyu did not enter the Love Mountain, but gave the Gandharva a cold look at the end, then flew to the hole in space without hesitation and threw himself at the true form of Ming Zu.

"boom!"

All the divine power blooms inside the space hole, like the Big Bang of the universe.

Erjuntian's 80,000 cities had been bulldozed by Haotian and the Fourth Confucian Ancestor, leaving only ruins. Everyone stepped over the ruins and fled.

He was covered in blood and his hair was disheveled. He stood in the ruins and looked back.

Yan Huanyu burned out his soul, and his divine source also self-destructed.

The storm of destruction tore through the space, and the light engulfed the Mountain of Love, destroying the three thousand divine formations one by one, kicking up endless dust and rushing towards him.

…

The half-ancestral self-destruction is so destructive that it can obliterate all matter in a star field.

Even in the Gray Sea, the space cracked open and spread toward the sea.

Haotian, the Fourth Confucian Patriarch, Meng Naihe, Huangtian, Shangtian, Baozhu Ksitigarbha, and Tantuo Ksitigarbha escaped for countless thousands of miles on the gray sea, and the destructive storm gradually subsided.

Standing on the gray sea, everyone was quiet and silent.

They have strong minds, and none of them are mediocre. They can suppress their grief and prevent the weak side of their hearts from being exposed to others.

Death itself is their destination.

Haotian closed his eyes and sensed it, and said: "He succeeded. The true form of Ming Ancestor failed to cross the space and come, buying us enough time. Let's go, fight back!"

Yan Huanyu's use of "Burn the Sunset" was not only to stop the true form of the Ming Ancestor, but the aftermath of the destruction storm would also severely damage Gandharva and Er Juntian.

People like Gandharva and Erjuntian will definitely not escape alone, but will do their best to protect the eight subordinate armies.

In this case, the injury must be serious.

However, by the time Haotian and others rushed back, the building was already empty of people, Qingshan was no longer there, only boundless ruins and dilapidated land remained.

Gandharva and Erjuntian are both extremely intelligent people. How could they not know that they would leave and come back again?

Meng Naihe's heart was filled with panic, and he wanted to kill his enemy with his own hands, but he looked around at a loss, not knowing where the enemy was.

I just regret not going with Yan Huanyu.

"So quickly, the broken space was restored, and the space structure of the Gray Sea is better than that of Heaven." Shang Tian sighed.

The Fourth Confucian Patriarch said: "Heaven comes from the Great Emperor of Truth, and the Gray Sea comes from the Ancestor of the Underworld. It is hard to say who is stronger, the Great Emperor of Truth or the Ancestor of the Underworld. However, if the Ancestor of the Underworld is still alive, the Gray Sea is definitely more stable than the Heavenly Court. It is the highest level in the universe. Otherwise, how could the Eight Tribes be so masterful?”

Haotian uses his soul to perceive and calculate, but the cursed power of the gray sea is constantly interfering with him, and the spiritual power of Gandharva is also covering up the secrets of heaven.

After calculating to no avail, Haotian asked: "How does the Gray Sea compare to the God Realm?"

The Fourth Confucian Patriarch knew what Haotian was asking.

If the plane of the God Realm is as powerful as the Gray Sea, doesn't it mean that there is also a terrifying existence like the Ancestor of the Underworld hidden in the God Realm?

"The God Realm is different from the Gray Sea...who?"

As soon as the Fourth Confucian Patriarch pointed his finger, a burst of awe-inspiring righteousness flew out from his fingertips and opened a thousand-mile road in the gray mist.

Thousands of miles away, the end of the road.

Taoist priest Shengsi stood there with Meng Huang on his back.

Seeing Meng Huangyou, everyone gasped, obviously having a shadow on Ming Zu. Just like a person who is afraid of ghosts, he will be afraid even if he sees a dead person.

There is no way to overcome this fear.

"Taoist Master, you are not dead!"

Baozhu Jizo rushed over first, with a happy look on his face.

Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha was still frightened and asked: "You... why are you carrying Ming Ancestor on your back..."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and said: "She is not the Ming Ancestor, she is Meng Huangyou, the eighth of the gods of the Meng family."

Previously, after the lotus mark between Meng Huangyou's eyebrows burned and shattered, her body fell from the air, was caught by Zhang Ruochen, and escaped from Qingshan.

Meng Naihe put away his heavy heart and took Meng Huangyou from Zhang Ruochen's back.

Zhang Ruochen felt extremely uncomfortable and sighed: "Her cultivation is too weak and she cannot bear the ancestral soul mark of the Ming Ancestor. The soul has been burned out and only a body is left. She was brought to the sea of ​​​​grey by the poor Taoist. She It was because he was a poor guide that he ended up like this."

"I brought it alive, but I couldn't bring it back alive. Cause and effect, cause and effect, this karma and poverty must be endured!"

Both the Fourth Confucian Patriarch and Haotian were secretly thinking about the identity of this Taoist priest!

This Taoist priest's courage surpassed that of everyone present. He was the first one who dared to swing his sword at Mingzu, and he even dared to carry Meng Huangyou's body on his back.

Such characters cannot appear out of thin air.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Neither Confucian Ancestor nor Tianzun can calculate the direction of the eight tribes' escape from the army? Now is definitely the perfect opportunity to seize the Whirlpool World, the Paradise World, the Book of Life and Death, and the Life and Death Lamp. We can't wait any longer."

"Although Ming Ancestor failed to cross the space, with his cultivation level, even if he walks through the Santu River and rushes back to the Gray Sea, it will definitely not take much time."

Haotian's eyes fell on Meng Naihe and asked: "Clan Chief Yan said before using Burning Sunset that the variables may be at Biluo Pass. What does it mean? How did you and him escape from the "Book of Life and Death"?"

Meng Naihe looked at Baozhu Ksitigarbha and Tantuo Ksitigarbha and was about to speak.

"Finally found you!"

"Is the battle over?"

"Why so fast?"

"It's the Buddha's Mother, it's really the Buddha's Mother."

…

In the fog, the voices of several children sounded, chirping.

Some were running quickly, and some were flying in mid-air. All of them were overjoyed, and they all surrounded the Orb Jizo.

It was the Nine Spirit Buddha boy sitting at the same table with Zhang Ruochen and Fanchen on the Tianlong.

They look like children, but they are all great gods. If you cultivate your innocence, your childlike innocence will remain forever.

"Why did they appear in the Gray Sea?"

Doubts appeared in the minds of Shang Tian and Huang Tian.

Zhang Ruochen suddenly realized it and smiled bitterly. I finally know who saved Yan Huanyu and Meng Naihe, and I also understand why Baozhu Ksitigarbha came to the Gray Sea, and I also understand all the abnormal behaviors Baozhu Ksitigarbha had before.

From beginning to end, Baozhu Ksitigarbha only told one lie, and that was Ksitigarbha's death.

She didn't come to Tianhuang alone.

She is just someone who walks on the bright side.

The person who came with her and walked in the dark had already gone to Biluoguan.

"puff!"

A huge snort sounded.

In the gray mist, a beast silhouette as huge as a mountain appeared, which was very frightening.

Haotian, the Fourth Confucian Patriarch, and Zhang Ruochen all looked over and saw a figure above the giant beast's head, an old monk wearing linen Zen clothes.

"Ancestor!"

This thought emerged in the minds of the three of them.

Because before the old monk appeared, the three of them had no sense at all based on their cultivation.

There is no other possibility except the ancestor.