God Emperor

The universe is wider than the hell realm, boundless and difficult for gods to cross.

The "small calamity of life and death" initiated by the Mingzu faction, and the "genocide technique" initiated by Gandharva and Meng Naihe, turned the entire universe into a true purgatory.

Every moment, billions of creatures wither and die, or disappear into ashes.

As the clan annihilation technique became more and more intense, countless monks of the Meng family were reduced to ashes, and the blood-red war spirits in the starry sky continued to solidify, releasing terrifying power.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha pierced Huang Tian's chest and trampled Shang Tian's waist. He stopped and peered at the blood-red fighting spirit. His divine voice spread into the starry sky: "Why bother fighting to this point? What's the point? By submitting to me, the Meng family may still be able to retain its incense and become the first family in the new era after a lot of disasters.”

"You can even regard Meng Huangyou and Meng Huang'e as puppets, projecting ancestral power and causing them to die in battle. Can you still let the Meng family go? Can I understand the meaning of retaining the incense as sparing me? What a pity. , The old woman is too old to inherit the Meng family's incense. This battle is between the Meng family and you. The Meng family will use the strength of the entire clan to conquer the Ming Ancestor! Even if the clan is defeated today, it will be a vigorous one."

The Gandharva stood between the eyebrows of the blood-red war spirit. The stars around him were dim, and the divine light erupting from his body seemed to be able to pierce the heaven, earth and universe.

Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha said: "How do you know that the hundreds of millions of Meng family members are willing? The so-called clan annihilation technique, the so-called clan annihilation technique, is just your wishful thinking."

The aura erupting from the blood-red war spirit was so terrifying that even the clones of the Underworld Ancestor were afraid. Otherwise, how could he talk so much to Gandharva?

Gandharva was not affected by His words, and his heart was as solid as a rock, and he said loudly: "The Meng family, I have the final say! Whether the hundreds of millions of Meng family members will die from the calamity of life and death, or from the genocide, it is also I have the final say."

Meng Naihe felt pain in his heart and shouted like a roar: "There is still Tianhuang... The Meng family has the final say about Tianhuang, not your sixteenth day. The fate of Tianhuang and the fate of life and death can only be controlled by the Meng family. If you want to launch the catastrophe of life and death to harvest the entire universe, you must first break through the Meng family. This door and this key will definitely imprison you in the River of Forgetfulness... unless... we are all dead!"

Meng Naihe knew very well that today all the members of the Meng family could only choose between "die from the clan annihilation technique" or "die from a small calamity of life and death".

Rather than becoming the nourishment of the Underworld Ancestor, it would be better to burn everything and fight to the bitter end.

Gandharva and Meng Naihe are also members of the Meng family, and their bodies are also burning after performing genocide.

It was only because his cultivation level was high enough that it didn't burn out in a short period of time.

"boom!"

Gandharva used his spiritual power to lock onto Tanduo Ksitigarbha, control the blood-red fighting spirit, and step into the River of Forgetfulness from the starry sky.

Blood-red footprints fell like clouds.

The lotus mark between Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha's eyebrows burned, mobilizing the ancestral rules and the order of the underworld in the corpse plain, and struck upward...

"Bang!"

It can't be stopped at all.

Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha and the projection of Mingzu all exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.

Burned out quickly.

Shang Tian and Huang Tian regained their complete bodies and looked at the fragmented plain of bones. They could no longer feel the breath of Tan Tuo Ji Zang.

The aura projected by Mingzu's clone also dissipated!

It is devastated, with cracks in the ground and space coexisting.

The blood-red fighting spirit spread across the Forgotten River and the starry sky outside, with overwhelming momentum.

"This Gandharva..."

Shang Tian thinks that he is also extremely cold and decisive, but compared with Gandharva, he seems to be far behind.

If he is asked to decide the life and death of the entire Shang clan in a very short period of time, and the Burning clan, just to conquer the Ming Ancestor, he will definitely hesitate, and there will definitely be a very difficult psychological struggle.

Once you hesitate, you may miss your opportunity and lose the opportunity to perform the "genocide technique".

"Crack!"

The entire starry sky was like crystal glass with countless cracks.

Gandharva, Meng Naihe, Huang Tian, ​​Shang Tian and others all had their expressions change drastically, and they all looked up.

"Boom!"

Outside the Forgotten River, countless billions of miles of space shattered and collapsed, creating a scene like the end of the universe. The terrifying ancestral energy burst out, destroying all matter and the rules of heaven and earth.

It was the battle between Ksitigarbha and Hades that caused the space channel to collapse and tear apart a large swath of the starry sky in the real universe.

"Crash!"

The water of the Underworld turns into thousands of waterfalls, pouring down from unknown space.

In the field of vision of Wangchuan and others, the true form of Ming Zu appeared.

His whole body was wrapped in dark light and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

However, just this shadow has already frightened the hearts of both Tianzun and half-ancestors. Fear, cowardice, cowardice, humility and other negative emotions are uncontrollable.

Facing the Ming Ancestor clone that was projected on Meng Huangyou before, it takes great courage to break through the psychological barrier and attack it.

The true form of Ming Ancestor is in the void, covering the universe for countless Yuanhui. Who doesn't bow his head?

Ksitigarbha was defeated!

Even though he burned the ancestor's divine blood and tried his best, he still couldn't stop the footsteps of Ming Ancestor. The golden body was beaten to pieces, and fell like more than a dozen meteors towards the River of Forgetfulness.

"If my injury hadn't healed, you would have been wiped out long ago just by entering the realm of the ancestors."

Mingzu's tone was low, composed of countless overlapping voices, and his true body walked towards Wangchuan, one star field at a time. His finger drew a line of dark light that divided heaven and earth, and would not give Ksitigarbha the chance to reunite with his golden body.

"war!"

Gandharva roared, driving the blood-red fighting spirit, stepping into the broken starry sky to meet the dark light.

She was full of fighting spirit and was not afraid of the psychological pressure of the real body of the Dark Ancestor. Every inch of her skin was burned red by the divine flame, and sparks were scattered as she moved forward.

In front of the blood-red fighting spirit, a seal of absolute self-time domination with a diameter of tens of millions of miles was condensed.

Gandharva knew very well that he had to buy a moment of respite for Ksitigarbha, so that he could reunite the golden body of the ancestor. Only when Ksitigarbha recovered, this battle could still be fought.

Otherwise, everything would end at this moment.

Gandharva had profound attainments in the way of time, and knew too well what a moment of time meant to the ancestor.

He also knew how big the difference in combat power was between a cultivator with a broken body and a cultivator with an intact body.

"Boom!"

The starry sky was further broken, and the two forces collided.

Meng Naihe stood on the corpse plain, staring at the blood-red fighting spirit colliding with the dark light, knowing that Gandharva would never be able to stop the Dark Ancestor.

For some reason, although the divine flames were burning on his body and his spirit was in an excited and radical state, his heart became calmer than ever before.

"Everyone, Meng Naihe will go first!"

"Chichi!"

He pointed his finger at his forehead, and the divine flames on his body burned more vigorously.

His eyes were firm and blazing, and he flew towards the blood-red fighting soul in the starry sky without hesitation.

While flying, he mobilized the divine energy in his body and rushed back to the divine source.

"Brother Huanyu, I'm here. I didn't make you wait too long!"

The moment Meng Naihe rushed into the blood-red fighting soul, the Tianzun-level divine source exploded, and the energy scattered, like a gorgeous firework blooming in the fighting soul.

At this moment, the light of the blood-red fighting soul increased by more than ten times.

The dark light that the Nether Ancestor chopped at Ksitigarbha was blocked by Gandharva and the blood-red fighting soul. The power of the absolute self-time domination seal reached the level of the ancestor's magical power.

With the power of countless Meng family members, they took the blow of the Nether Ancestor.

This record alone is enough to be a legend for eternity.

Shang Tian and Huang Tian turned around and headed towards the gray sea without any hesitation.

The road in this direction is a road to death!

But since Taoist Shengsi went, they dared to go too.

Yan Huanyu and Meng Naihe sacrificed themselves without hesitation to fight for a tiny ray of hope just to stop the Nether Ancestor for a moment.

A moment of obstruction and a moment of delay may not have any meaning and cannot change the final result, but we can't just accept our fate, right?

Destiny is meant to be broken.

Rather than dying in fear on the road of escape, it is better to fight for this moment of glory.

What if the war situation has turned around just because of this moment of delay?

"Ahem!"

Baozhu Dizang crawled out from the ground of the broken corpse plain, seriously injured. Fortunately, he was wearing the Om Ma cassock, which saved his life in the aftermath of the battle just now.

She watched Shang Tian and Huang Tian disappear into the gray sea.

She also saw Tianmu driving the Yellow Spring Seal, coming to the sky step by step. Outside the distant star field, she played the Blood Evil Bell, and fought with Ksitigarbha and Gandharva against the Nether Ancestor, trying to contain him.

Has the turning point really come?

No!

The key to the success or failure of this battle is in the Biluo Pass, in the world of life and death.

The small calamity of life and death must be stopped.

Interrupt the process of the small calamity.

Otherwise, the real body of the Nether Ancestor can continuously absorb power from the Santu River to heal his injuries and restore his cultivation, thus becoming stronger and stronger.

Baozhu Ksitigarbha could not imagine how terrible the Nether Ancestor was in his peak state.

But, just the current Him was already very desperate.

What Baozhu Ksitigarbha did not know was that the Nether Ancestor in front of him still sent a considerable part of his power across space to Sanyingtian to solve the hidden dangers of the Gray Sea and stabilize the situation in the Biluo Pass. If not, Ksitigarbha would only be defeated faster.

…

Haotian's pupils completely turned gray and lost their luster.

The blood of the semi-ancestor in his body was sucked clean by the blood-sucking curse, and his body shrank.

The dark yellow thunder died down, and the clear light gradually dissipated.

The entire gray sea was silent, and all the cultivators, regardless of their cultivation level, bowed their heads. In the six battlefields, the six cultivators knelt down together, as if they saw the real body of the Nether Ancestor.

At this moment, San Yingtian was no different from the real body of the Nether Ancestor.

The breath was too terrible, and a sword pierced through Haotian, sucking out his blood and soul, and was cursed to turn into an gray corpse.

Only the ancestor can be so powerful.

Er Juntian stood opposite the gray-haired San Yingtian, looking straight over, and saw that the right arm of San Yingtian holding the sword, along with the body above the right waist, had turned into sand, leaving only bones.

Obviously, San Yingtian's Tianzun-level cultivation level could not bear the power of the ancestor level.

The sword beheading the fourth Confucian ancestor and killing Haotian just now had left San Yingtian's body in a semi-destroyed state.

The Green Deer God King stood in the battle city where the Asuras gathered, and witnessed the two peerless swords just now. One sword broke the "Twenty-Four Heavens Diagram" and cut the fourth Confucian ancestor into two pieces.

Killed Haotian, who was at the peak of the half-ancestor, with one sword!

To be precise, it was a curse that killed Haotian.

Blood-sucking curse, sucking his blood.

Soul-sucking curse, sucking his soul.

Dead and dead, curse his body.

The life force was absorbed by the death vortex in the world of life and death.

"It's the underworld soldier. On the sixteenth day, he actually chose Sanyingtian to carry the power of the underworld soldier scroll he practiced. Does this mean that Sanyingtian at this moment has one-eighth of the combat power of the underworld ancestor?"

After all, the Green Deer God King has the residual soul of the ancestor, and even awakened some of the memories of the ancestor "Asura", and his knowledge is far better than other cultivators.

The Mingbing Volume is one of the eight volumes of the Mingshu.

In the memory of the ancestor "Asura", he had seen the Hades' River Styx, which carried one-eighth of the power of the Hades. The Styx in his memory was far more powerful than San Yingtian at the moment.

At that time, Mingzu was undoubtedly at his peak.

There is no need for the true body to take action at all. The Hades Ancestor releases a River of Styx, or evolves a puppet of the Underworld Soldier, or uses the Underworld City to collect the big worlds in the universe...

With only one-eighth of the strength, it can crush all threats, launch a small amount of tribulation, and absorb enough life energy, soul, and blood to maintain the state of immortality.

"Hey! Zhang Ruochen is dead, and Xuanyuan Taihao is also dead. The monks in this world are really vulnerable to the immortals. They are all great medicines." Qinglu God King sighed secretly, not wanting to see such a result.

The power of the immortal made him, a middle-stage half-ancestor, feel a little desperate.

The mountains stand tall and their power cannot be touched.

The spiritual body of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch was re-condensed on the gray sea. His mental state had become much depressed, and the power of the curse was running around in his body, unable to be refined.

He looked at the gray-haired San Yingtian with fear, and then looked at Haotian's body floating on the gray sea.

"The Ancestor of the Underworld is the Ancestor of the Underworld after all! Today's battle... the success fell short..." The fourth Confucian Ancestor smiled bitterly. He had no fighting spirit in his body and could no longer raise the will to fight to the death.

has no meaning?

A single clone can kill Haotian.

A simple sword can destroy the "Twenty-Four Heavens" and severely injure him.

How can we fight?

Facing the ancestor-level power, I probably wouldn't be able to even self-destruct my divine heart!

The terrifying curse continued to erode the fighting spirit of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch in his body.

…

Er Juntian was worried that San Yingtian would follow in the footsteps of Meng Huangyou and Meng Huang'e, so he stepped forward to salute and said, "Master Mingzu, can you spare San Yingtian's life?"

The gray-haired San Yingtian glanced at Er Juntian and said: "Xuanyuan Taihao's spiritual will is too strong. It will take some time to refine his blood and soul. The fourth Confucian Patriarch will be left to you!" If you can take care of him, San Yingtian's life can be saved without my intervention... eh..."

Sudden.

The gray-haired San Yingtian discovered that his connection with the true form of Ming Ancestor was cut off by an unknown force.

He looked around and found that the gray sea that was supposed to be boundless was actually wrapped in a circle that was also bounded and boundless. It was this circle that separated him from the true form of the Ancestor of the Underworld.

This circle represents the same level of Taoism as Mingzu.

It's like the invisible seal of the Dark Lord, but it seems to be more mysterious.

"boom!"

Three feet in front of the gray-haired San Yingtian, the space exploded, and Taoist Priest Shengsi appeared there out of thin air, stabbing his heart with a sword.

At this moment, the Taoist priest Shengsi was holding the Shen Yuan Divine Sword. He was like the god of swordsmanship, and his energy and energy were as strong as ever.

In an instant, Shen Yuan's Divine Sword was only ten feet away from the gray-haired San Yingtian.

What Er Juntian couldn't understand was that the gray-haired San Yingtian stood still and resisted with only rules and order, and even couldn't resist.

How is this going?

Of course the gray-haired San Yingtian couldn't resist!

Because he absorbed Haotian's blood and soul into his body.

Before, it was the spiritual will of the true form of Ming Ancestor that crossed space and suppressed the spiritual will contained in the blood and soul of Haotian in the body of gray-haired San Yingtian.

Space cannot stop Ming Zu from projecting his own power and spiritual will.

Zhang Ruochen used the Wuji Circle to cover the sea of ​​​​grey, isolating the true form of the Ming Ancestor and the gray-haired Sanyingtian Queen. The gray-haired Sanyingtian will naturally face the counterattack of Haotian's spiritual will.

If it cannot be suppressed, San Yingtian will explode and die.

This part of Mingzu's power will be lost in the physical body, and at the same time, it will lose the spiritual will blessing of Mingzu's true body, and his combat power will be greatly reduced.

Seeing that Shen Yuan's Divine Sword was about to pierce into San Yingtian's body, Er Juntian finally sensed something was wrong. He raised the Kaitian Yue and struck at Taoist Shengsi.

Zhang Ruochen sighed secretly, the perfect opportunity to seriously injure Gray-haired San Yingtian was right in front of him, but he had to give up.

Swing the Shen Yuan Divine Sword to resist the Kaitian Yue.

"Bang!"

At the moment when Kai Tianyue and Shen Yuan's Divine Sword collided, Er Juntian discovered that the power of the entire gray sea had been mobilized by Taoist Shengsi and converged on the sword.

On the sword, a huge gray circle flashed away, releasing the power of Kaitian Yue and dispersing it into the vast sea of ​​gray.

Although Er Juntian was surprised, he understood the cultivation strength of Taoist Shengsi. Even if Taoist Shengsi removed part of the power of Kaitian Yue, he would still be severely injured.

Taoist Priest Shengsi was indeed blown thousands of miles away, but soon, a large number of white origin particles flew out of the space, wrapping him like a rain of light.

All the remaining energy of the Kaitian Yue was absorbed by these original particles.

Finally, the particles of origin like a rain of light condensed into a cauldron in front of Taoist Priest Shengsi.

The original cauldron, the earth cauldron!