God Emperor

The Fourth Confucian Patriarch was sitting at the foot of Biluo Pass, with his back against the stone pillars of the gate, his body curled up into a ball. In the distance was thick gray mist and dust, with beams of destruction passing by from time to time.

Hearing footsteps behind him.

He raised his head, looked at the people walking out of the realm of life and death, and said with a low smile: "I'm not lying to you. As long as I am here, no one can cross the Biluo Pass."

The body of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch is very transparent, like a human-shaped bubble, which can break and disappear at any time.

But the smile on his face was very bright.

This group of ant-like monks won this battle with the immortal! The victory was tragic, but also the victory was enjoyable.

Who said that old age is like the sunset, and children who are old and dying can be bullied?

The setting sun burned out, shattering the body into pieces, vigorously.

It is true that many of the older generation of monks have died, but there are also new generations of monks who have risen, like tender green roots growing out of the ashes, and continue to move forward with the hopes and visions of these people.

The future is promising!

"Amitabha!"

Fanchen, Venerable Cihang, and Prajna all bowed to the Fourth Confucian Patriarch with full respect.

If the Fourth Confucian Patriarch hadn't stayed at Biluo Pass and refused to retreat, I'm afraid that the world of life and death behind them would be their tomb of dead souls.

Zhang Ruochen walked step by step to the side of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch, stared ahead, with a tall and proud posture, and said: "Next, leave this place to me!"

The Fourth Confucian Patriarch nodded, and then closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep due to sleepiness!

The entire gray sea, which had suffered such a terrifying impact before, became half liquid and half gaseous, the gray fog became thicker, and many places in the space became fragmented.

It should be noted that the sea of ​​gray is boundless and will last forever.

The power under the ancestor would never be able to damage it to such an extent.

The eight battle cities where the eight tribes followed were all reduced to ruins.

The divine planets float like islands in the gray sea. The worlds of gods are dilapidated and dead.

All living and dead souls were turned into nothingness, the eight clans were wiped out, and the gods could not survive.

It's a scene of desolation that makes people sigh with regret.

In this battle, both the Heavenly Master and the Half-Ancestor were wiped out one by one. How could the ordinary monks survive?

This was a real catastrophe. Although it did not affect the heavenly universe and the hell realm, it destroyed the heavenly universe.

The eight tribes of followers were not yet born, but they swept across the world and turned into dust and dust. The era that was supposed to belong to them failed to come, and they failed to reproduce the glory of "Eighty Thousand Towers of Wind and Thunder, and the Ghost City Built by Ghosts".

Outside Biluo Pass, the remaining land of the calamity wave is thousands of miles away.

Huangtian, Shangtian, and the Stone God climbed out of the ground in the ruins of the war one after another. The wounds on their bodies were difficult to heal, like a tattered corpse that could squirm.

Their eyes peered into the sky with fear.

Many cracks appeared in the Gray Sea, and the outside world could already be seen.

Wangchuan is destroyed!

The plain of bones that had been deposited for countless millions of years was washed away by the previous energy storm of the ancestors, leaving nothing behind.

"It was the ancestor who exploded the divine source!"

Erjuntian and Qinglu God King stood by the Gray Sea, unable to calm down for a long time.

They actually experienced such terrible moments themselves.

Fortunately, Biluo Pass was far enough away from the center of the storm, and fortunately the Plain of Bones and the Gray Sea in Wangchuan blocked most of the impact.

Otherwise, even if they are half-ancestors, they will never survive.

The Rotten Stone God looked around and couldn't find any living stone monks. His heart was filled with panic and he said to himself: "How could Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha self-destruct the source of the ancestral god in front of the Underworld Ancestor? That is the Underworld Ancestor, and Lord Underworld Ancestor is omnipotent. "

Qinglu God King frowned and said: "We seem to be no longer in the Tianhuang Universe... Why can't I sense Lord Mingzu's true body?"

Zhang Ruochen pushed back the secrets and saw several scenes from the past, feeling an indescribable pain and heaviness in his heart.

The clan annihilation technique, the death of the ancestor.

Meng Naihe, Gandharva.

In order to hold back the Ming Ancestor, to prevent a small amount of calamity, and to buy time for the Gray Sea battlefield, they paid the price of blood and tears.

"Lord Ming Ancestor is immortal and will last forever. We have not been defeated, not yet." Er Juntian could not accept this fact and looked at Biluo Pass.

Inside the door, the divine light of death and the divine light of life in the world of life and death have been extinguished.

Even the life and death lamp was collected by Taoist Shengsi and held in his hand.

The calamity of life and death has ended.

Zhang Ruochen met Er Juntian's eyes without evading, and said: "The ancestor self-destructed the divine source, which is rare in ancient times. The Ming Ancestor in his heyday may have been able to stop it. But the Ming Ancestor today is too weak, and together with Ksitigarbha Disappearing between heaven and earth, isn’t it a normal thing?”

As if to confirm Zhang Ruochen's words, the one-eighth power belonging to the Ming Ancestor Ming Weapon Scroll no longer paid attention to Haotian's blood and soul. All the rules, order, and ancestral energy gathered into a ball of Ming light and flew towards the sky. The center of the storm.

Haotian's blood and soul are like two rivers, eager to pursue him.

However, the dark light jumped directly into space and disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes, his aura surged, and he waved the life and death lamp out, trying to cross the space and leave the dark light behind.

This clone contains one-eighth of the power of the Underworld Ancestor. It is of great research value and can be used to understand the most profound avenue of the underworld soldiers.

It also possesses part of the spiritual consciousness of the Ming Ancestor, and its value is still higher than that of the Ming Bing Dao.

"Wow!"

The ax flew through the sky and spun like a windmill, colliding with the lanterns of life and death.

The space shook violently there.

At the same time, Er Juntian's body burned with flames, his body turned into red gold and he struck out with a palm.

In an instant, he crossed the space and appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen. The power of the palm is strong and fierce, and the power of the half-ancestral peak is strong. It seems to destroy the Biluo Pass behind it, and kill Venerable Cihang, Prajna and others under the gate.

Zhang Ruochen remained calm, struck first and struck out with one palm, colliding with Er Juntian's palm prints.

"boom!"

Er Juntian flew out as fast as he came in. His body fell all the way to the gray sea, stirring up large swaths of sea water, and gradually stabilized.

Zhang Ruochen still stood where he was, not taking a step back.

In the space behind him, there was a huge black and white mark of life and death suspended, which removed the impact of Er Juntian's palm just now.

At this moment, the air seemed to be still.

Huangtian and Shangtian, who were rushing towards Biluo Pass, both stopped slowly, their eyes full of shock and they couldn't believe what they saw.

Er Juntian, who was at the peak of his half-ancestral status, was knocked back by Taoist Shengsi with a palm, but Taoist Shengsi did not move at all. What level of combat power is this?

It's almost like an illusion, so unreal.

The Green Deer God King stared at the tall Taoist priest figure under the door. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. His eyes were changing uncertainly, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Er Juntian was slightly absent-minded, but after all, his cultivation level was peerless. He quickly stabilized his state of mind and said, "Is this your true state?"

In Er Juntian's view, Taoist Priest Shengsi's body was unusually powerful, which was inherently weird.

In addition, he can end the calamity of life and death and stop the rotation of the death vortex, which is even more difficult for ordinary monks to do.

"Uh-huh!"

Kaitianyue flew back and fell into his hands.

The Kaitian Yue was too heavy, causing the space to dent.

Three completely different levels of energy surged out of Er Juntian's body, flowing around his body and turning into three lifelike fire dragons.

"Six moves to open the sky and kill the mountain."

Raising the ax with both hands, it split the sky and split the earth.

The ax has not yet fallen, but on this land, all the monks feel their skin burning, their sharp energy cutting into their souls, and all the rules of heaven and earth in the gray sea are stirred up into chaos.

Zhang Ruochen did not look down upon the powerful man at the peak of the Half-Ancestor and did not pick it up with his bare hands.

Shen Yuan's Divine Sword appeared in his hand at some unknown time, drawing a crescent arc from bottom to top, and colliding with the falling Kaitian Yue.

"Bang!"

The powerful energy storm forced all the monks out.

Erjun, how could you imagine that the opponent could easily catch a move that he had used all his strength to do?

"Is this all your strength? The half-ancestor is only at his peak."

After Zhang Ruochen said this lightly, he exerted force on his arms and his joints and muscles vibrated like thunder.

The edge of Shen Yuan's Divine Sword then dragged on the edge of Kaitian Yue, and its strength increased layer by layer, until Er Juntian was thrown upside down.

Zhang Ruochen seemed to be escaping into space, his body shifted into the air, and he stabbed down with a sword.

The two kings resisted with Tian Hengyue.

Unstoppable.

"Bang!"

The Kaitian Yue hit Er Juntian's chest, and a mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth. The man and the Yue were smashed into the gray soil of the ruins, and they were nowhere to be found.

Too strong to be matched.

With just two moves, the peak half-ancestor was beaten until he vomited blood and was unable to fight back.

Without even thinking about it, the Green Deer God King and the Rotten Stone God immediately ran away in two directions, both burning indestructible matter and increasing their speed to the extreme.

"Wow!"

A black and white mark of life and death emerged from the space, cutting off the stone god's path.

Helplessness and bitterness flashed in the eyes of the Stone God, and then turned into a cold and solemn look. He turned around and flew towards Biluo Pass, making a long roar from his mouth, intending to self-destruct his divine source and perish with the enemy.

This is the final dignity of his Tianzun level!

"Bang!"

The black and white mark of life and death was slapped on his body, and the already tattered stone body turned into powder and disappeared inside the mark.

A moment later, the forty-fifth group of Dao Light was born in Zhang Ruochen's body.

Absorbing the fruits of life from the Eight Congregations and the entire Tianhuang Universe, Zhang Ruochen gained the knowledge and souls of countless living beings, and his knowledge and understanding of the Wuji Divine Way has reached the peak of his semi-ancestor.

As long as there is enough energy absorbed, more Dao Light can be quickly condensed.

At least for now, Zhang Ruochen has not felt any bottleneck.

Faced with Zhang Ruochen's all-encompassing spatial abilities, how could the Qinglu God King escape?

Seeing Zhang Ruochen standing in front of him, the Qinglu God King fortunately stopped and bowed: "The Ming Ancestor is dead, and a new heaven is waiting to be replaced. Among the thousands of people in the three realms, Di Chen is the only one honored."

…

The destructive energy of the ancestor's self-destruction of the divine source was far greater than the fluctuation of Zhang Ruochen's "reversal of Taoism and return to nothingness".

Only half an hour passed, and the broken space extended to a light-year away. The speed of destruction was already many times the speed of light.

It is conceivable that in the near future, this place will become an empty place similar to the Dark Triangle Star Field, and it will be wider and more dangerous than the Dark Triangle Star Field.

Tianmu, Master Candeng, Empress Shiji, Wentianjun, Supreme Yama, and Space Chaos Insect all tried their best to escape, but they were overtaken by this destructive storm a light-year away, and they were all injured.

The body of Yama, who was weak in cultivation, exploded and turned into blood mist, which was dispersed by the storm.

The Space Chaos Insect was pulled into Master Candeng's sleeve, but was the least injured.

The speed of everyone gradually slowed down.

Because the most dangerous moment has passed.

Tianmu's face was paler than the white hair on his head, and he said: "If Ming Ancestor is not dead, he must be at his weakest at this moment. Are we really going to escape like this?"

"You want to go back?"

Everyone present was shocked by her bold idea.

Wentianjun could barely keep his body intact and said: "I'm afraid it's not that simple! This is the self-destruction source of the ancestor, and the destructive energy in the core area will not dissipate for tens of millions of years. At this moment, the energy must be the most intense. If you get close to him, he will probably be torn apart."

Master Candeng nodded and said: "That's right! In the core area of ​​the origin of the self-destruction of the ancestor, various rules have changed. The past and future times may be mixed together. Now that we are close to the past, we will experience the self-destruction of the ancestor again. There is no difference in divine origin.”

Even if you stand a light-year away, you must be a half-ancestor to withstand the violent energy.

Yama's spiritual power slowly regrouped, condensed into his body, and said: "This is the self-destruction of the divine source by the ancestor. It has never happened in ancient times. Even if the ancestor of the underworld is immortal, he should die!"

Tianmu had a strange feeling, and the sound of running water seemed to ring in her ears.

"Crash!"

In the chaotic and violent space around them, wisps of dark light appeared like billions of streams, gradually solidifying and flowing slowly.

These streams of dark light fill the void with a diameter of one light-year, shuttle between the people, and extend further.

Wentianjun frowned and saw that the extending Mingguang Stream was actually connected to the Santu River tributaries in the Dihuang Universe.

"Can the immortal really be immortal?"

Master Can Deng let out a long sigh and peered into the center of the destructive storm.

All the Mingguang Streams and Santu River tributaries converged.

Just like a fetus is about to be born, it is being gestated at this moment.

Tianmu said: "It is the Styx Avenue that was separated from the ancestors of the Underworld. The Styx Avenue has long been extended to the entire universe, and has escaped the destructive storm of Ksitigarbha's self-destruction of the origin of the ancestors. It seems that this battle is not over yet. "

"Wow!"

Tianmu knocked out the Blood Evil Bell and hit the center of the dark light one light-year away.

However, this artifact, which carried the peak power of her half-ancestor, disappeared without a trace, as if it had turned into gas and dust.

Everyone's heart sank.

Is it really impossible to get closer to the center of the storm?

Can we just watch the Ming Ancestor be reborn?

"It's better for me, the poor monk! Go and save the creatures in the Earthly Universe. This storm is devastating." Master Can Deng smiled slightly, took out Fang Tian's painted halberd, and made a certain decision in his heart.

"It's better for me to go! This is a matter for our universe. What does it have to do with you, a foreigner? I have a queen's wedding clothes to protect my body..."

Just as Tian Mu finished speaking, he saw a figure in the distance behind everyone. She walked along the tributaries of the Santu River and the dark light, and soon reached a place not far from everyone.

Everyone looked at the seventy-two-pin lotus with vigilance in their eyes.

Only Master Candeng looked at the reason Qin on her back!

"Ancestor Ming's life is mine, no one can compete with me! Of course, if you want to die, just follow him."

Seventy-two Pin Lian's voice was calm, and after leaving these words, he resolutely walked towards the center of the destructive storm.

"It's Qin Qin. How could Qin Qin fall into her hands?" Tianmu was confused.

Yama thought for a moment and said, "Could she have said that on purpose? In fact, it was to prevent us from completely killing Ming Ancestor?"

"Let her go! If she can get the Qin Qin from Kong Fannu, she deserves our trust for once." Master Can Deng knew some inside stories and chose to trust God Nu Tian.

…

"Ancestor Ming, I'm here to kill you!"

The seventy-two-pin lotus walked towards the center of the destruction storm step by step, with firm steps, and her body was constantly penetrated by unknown fragments.

Opposite her, the group of dark light representing the avenue of the underworld ancestor and underworld soldiers flew out of the sea of ​​​​grey and rushed towards the center of the destructive storm at the fastest speed.

The two avenues merged, a bright wave of light spread out, and the strength of the Ancestor of the Underworld was greatly restored.

"Who are you here on behalf of?"

The slightly weak voice of Ming Ancestor came from the vast void.

"Represents my past, represents the dead curse of the past, represents millions of years of resentment."

The seventy-two-pin lotus took off the Reason Qin and held it in both hands.

The ancestral flame escaped from the ancestral mark and ignited her whole body. She turned into a human-shaped torch, emitting the light of extreme daylight, illuminating the entire earth and universe, and colliding with the incoming dark light.

The dark light was burned through and could not stop her steps.

"The daylight of the ancestral flames will burn with the orchids. Ancestor Ming, today I will burn out your immortality and eternal soul, and like the harp of cause and effect, I will end all cause and effect from ancient times."

Arriving at the center of the destructive storm, the body of Seventy-two Pinus Lotus was already in pieces, partially showing the original shape of the lotus, with the lotus roots broken, and the power of space and time tightly bonding her body together.

Ahead, Mingzu had just condensed his chaotic and huge body.