God Emperor

The Santu River Basin is vast, and the Sea of ​​Bones covers an unknown area of ​​hundreds of millions of miles.

On this boundless land, all the undead raised their heads and peered into the increasingly bright starry sky.

The runes are like dense stars, shining brightly.

This move of Murong Duiji transforms the power of the stars and draws the talisman according to the rules of heaven and earth. It is superb and mysterious. His mental power covers more than one light-year of the star field, and his methods are shocking, shocking countless monks hiding in the dark.

"His mental power is definitely beyond the early stage of the ninety-fourth level!"

"He is worthy of being the only direct descendant of the second Confucian ancestor. With the help of the power of heaven and earth, his evolution is endless, and the combat power he can unleash is also endless."

"Half ancestors of spiritual power are far rarer than half ancestors of martial arts."

"Look, the footprints in the starry sky go directly into the ocean of runes. Does he despise Murong Biji like this?"

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Zhang Ruochen's footprints formed a string in the starry sky, each step separated by 129,600 miles.

When people walk by, their footprints remain.

It not only represents his unfathomable realm of greatness, but also represents his indestructible state of mind and will.

"when!"

The third bell rang, louder than the first two.

The sea of ​​stars twinkles brightly and darkly, and the rules of heaven and earth resonate together.

Murong Duiji controlled tens of thousands of stars, and the derived sea of ​​symbols collided with the sound waves. A small part of Fu Hai was annihilated, and the rest followed the sound wave and poured out in the opposite direction.

Yin Yuanchen drove a donkey cart through the starry sky. His thoughts stopped for a moment as he looked at the ocean of runes that came back and blocked his entire field of vision.

What kind of terrifying existence is there on the other side?

"What a formidable opponent! You should leave quickly. This battlefield belongs to him and me." Murong faced each other on the donkey cart, his expression more solemn than ever before.

Yin Yuanchen knew very well that the reason why Murong Duiji said such words meant that even with his spiritual attainments, he was not sure he could protect himself.

Therefore, without any hesitation, he summoned a foot-long electric talisman, stepped on it under his feet, and turned into a bolt of thunder and lightning, which shot through the air behind him.

Yin Yuanchen followed Murong Duiji for the purpose of practicing the Tao of Talisman.

His attainments in martial arts are at the forefront among his peers. His mental strength and attainments in Talismanism are also outstanding.

Among the top geniuses of his generation, he was very similar to Bai Qing'er. They were both skilled in martial arts. Zhang Ruochen, Yan Wushen, Que, and Chi Yao are more pure. Although they also dabble in spiritual power, martial arts is their absolute major.

Murong Duiji swung his arm like a whip, and the bamboo slips in his hand flew out.

"Pop!"

The connection between the bamboo slips was disconnected and transformed into dozens of bamboo swords.

Each bamboo sword is covered with a layer of spiritual blue light, and the ancient texts on it are flowing with golden light.

The bamboo sword collided with the incoming sea of ​​symbols, and suddenly dozens of huge space holes were opened.

The sea of ​​symbols became broken, and the bamboo sword disappeared into the space.

The next moment, the bamboo sword passed through the space and appeared in front of the series of footprints in the starry sky, and was blocked by an invisible force.

Dozens of bamboo swords were fixed there, then exploded and turned into powder.

On the other side, the broken sea of ​​talismans was scattered by Murong Duiji's feather fan.

Murong Duji stood up from the donkey cart and fixed his eyes on the series of footprints in the starry sky. However, even with his high mental strength, he could not see the other party's true body.

It's downright weird.

"Who are you? The ancestor?"

Regardless of whether the opponent is the ancestor or not, Murong Duiji knows that he is definitely no match.

retreat!

You must retreat while there is still a long space between you and the other party.

The donkey pulling the cart burst out with brilliance a thousand times brighter than the stars, broke through the real world, and rushed towards Lihentian.

Lihentian was the territory of the Eternal Heaven, and Murong did not believe that the unknown opponent dared to continue chasing.

"Now that you're here, don't leave!"

A vast divine voice spread across the starry sky.

Zhang Ruochen threw the bronze chime bell up in his hand and swung it with a heavy blow, sending the bronze chime bell flying towards Lihentian. Flying very fast, reaching the sky in an instant.

The bells ring one after another...

After the ninth ring, the bronze chimes caught up with Murong Duiji.

Murong Duiji was well aware of the terrifying nature of his opponent and was fully prepared, pouring all his energy into the feather fan in his hand.

"Wow!"

All the feathers fell off and turned into a winged corpse talisman.

This is a true divine army, refined with divine corpses and runes, which can increase Murong Duji's combat power to a level that can compete with the strongest Half-Ancestor.

However, this army of divine corpse talisman failed to block the bronze chime bell.

Under the impact of the chimes, the divine corpses exploded in pieces.

Finally, the bronze bell hit the donkey cart, and the donkey and donkey cart were torn apart.

A donkey is not a real donkey.

Donkey carts are not real donkey carts.

After they split apart, they turned into dense runes, and a magnificent world was revealed, wrapping Murong Duiji in it.

The light curtain at the edge of the big world blocked the bronze chime.

This is a talisman world!

In the entire big world, there are more than a trillion talismans, among which there are more than 100 million talismans with spiritual intelligence. Some turned into human forms, some turned into flowers, plants, fish and insects, and some turned into continents, mountains and rivers...

This is a large world created by Murong Duiji. All the talismans in the world were refined by him alone, and they were all accumulated since his cultivation.

Zhang Ruochen squinted his eyes and looked at the farther and farther world of symbols. The fingers of his right hand passed over the gray eyes of Rentouban.

Gray eyes flashed with light.

Murong Duji, who had already escaped into Lihentian, immediately withered and shriveled up, his skin becoming like tree bark.

"This is... Dead Zetsu! I understand, he integrated the Dead Dead curse into the sound wave. Every previous bell was a curse that fell on me."

Murong Duiji bit his finger and drew rune patterns on his skin to suppress the curse in his body.

"Something capable!"

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his right hand to unleash the invisible power of space.

Suddenly, a terrifying hand with a diameter of more than 100 million miles appeared in Lihentian, like the hand of God, like the hand of heaven and earth.

This terrifying hand spanned an unknown number of light-years, and the entire Talisman Realm was in his palm.

As the five fingers contracted, the talisman world began to collapse.

The talismans in the world will explode into hundreds of millions every time they breathe.

Suddenly.

In the "Colorless Realm" at the top of Lihentian, a white divine light fell down like a waterfall, cutting off the space between Zhang Ruochen and Murong Duji.

Zhang Ruochen lost control of that terrifying hand.

Soon Murong Duiji smashed the big hand into pieces, controlled the Talisman Realm, and disappeared into the colorful Lihen Heaven, but did not return to the Colorless Realm where the Eternal Heaven is.

"This is God's will, he still took action!"

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and glanced at the Colorless World.

The spiritual power of the Second Confucian Patriarch, the Great Way, is called "Heaven's Will."

It represents his will, the will of God, which determines the fate of everything in the world.

"Wow!"

A pair of eyes opened in the colorless world.

The eyeballs are one black and one white, like two chess pieces, with endless Tao Yun, peering into the void where Zhang Ruochen was just now.

But Zhang Ruochen had already left and disappeared without a trace.

These chess eyes looked at the land where the Bone Temple was located, but the battle was over, and all the doomsday priests were killed by the black and white Taoists.

There was nothing left but ruins.

The auras and heavenly secrets of Taoist Black and White and Xuanyuan Er were covered by a transcendent force and disappeared into time and space.

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A hundred-foot-long skeleton divine ship sailed on the Santu River, heading towards the heavenly universe.

Xuanyuan Er Er and Taoist Black and White looked at the pair of chess eyes deep in the broken space. They couldn't breathe at all and didn't even dare to move. They didn't recover until the pair of chess eyes disappeared.

"What are you afraid of? Tianzun has erased all traces, breaths, and secrets of them in the space. Even if that person comes in person, he may not be able to find you, let alone just a pair of eyes?" Lian Xi said.

Taoist Black and White said seriously: "That man is the Eternal True Master, the ancestor of spiritual power."

"So what?" Lian Xi said.

The black and white Taoist completely relaxed and said with a smile: "Isn't it unclear about the strength of the adoptive father? Facts have proved that the adoptive father is profound in Taoism and can play with the rules of heaven and earth in the blink of an eye. Even if the eternal true master really comes, the number of winners and losers has not yet been determined. Know."

Lord Mingye and Lord Heqing were both excited in their hearts, and their eyes were filled with brilliance of reverence.

The master in front of him was definitely an ancestor-level existence.

They are now considered the disciples and grandsons of the ancestor.

I really don’t know how my master managed to hug such a thick thigh.

Zhang Ruochen stood with his hands behind his back and his eyes were deep: "The Eternal Prime has lived for nearly tens of millions of years, and he is by no means an ordinary ancestor. After the death of the Ming Ancestor, he should be the strongest among the ancestors in the world. Maybe..."

Perhaps, the Dark Lord can compete with him.

Because the deal between Zhang Ruochen and the Dark Lord was that he helped Zhang Ruochen condense the cauldron of origin and handed it to Master Can Deng.

Master Candeng handed him the other black hand.

Fusing a black hand, the Dark Lord's combat power is restored to the level of the ancestor. With the second black hand fused, what level has the Dark Lord's combat power reached?

After all, the Dark Lord is an immortal. He could once compete with the Underworld Ancestor. As time goes by, he may become even stronger.

In comparison, the "Zombie Nightmare", which has only a short time to reach the realm of the ancestors, and the "Hongmeng Black Dragon", which has lost a lot of energy, are definitely weaker in combat power.

When Zhixiang wanted to seize Tianmu's Houtu wedding dress, it was to increase his combat power and make up for the gap.

Of course, even if the Eternal True Master is the strongest among all the ancestors, he probably has not reached the ninety-sixth level like Murong Buhuo.

He has really reached the ninety-sixth level. How dare Corpse Nightmare cooperate with him and go to the Dark Abyss to hunt the Hongmeng Black Dragon?

Xuanyuan Er said: "Yes, the Second Confucian Patriarch has lived for nearly tens of millions of years, and he is considered to be half immortal. His mental power is probably at the peak of the ninety-fifth level. Otherwise, why are there only him and the monks of the Eternal Heaven? , walking in the universe, doing whatever you want?”

"On the other hand, the other ancestors only dare to hide in the dark. They are completely incomparable to the second Confucian ancestor."

Taoist Black and White said: "Hiding in the dark has the advantage of being able to wait for opportunities and not being a target. You see, although the Eternal True Master is powerful, does he dare to leave the Eternal Heaven so easily? Once he left the Eternal Heaven just now, It would be strange for the other ancestors not to take action against the Eternal Kingdom."

"Even if he leaves, he only dares to leave without letting any monks know."

Suddenly, God Heqing said: "Isn't this a sideways explanation that the unknown being who urged the seventy-two-story tower to suppress the Underworld Ancestor is the immortal behind the God Realm? Because the fundamental reason why the Ancestor is hidden is not Afraid of the Eternal Prime, but afraid of the unknown existence that can suppress the Underworld Ancestor."

"No matter how powerful the Eternal Prime is, he can't kill the ancestor, but that unknown existence can."

"Why is the Eternal Prime not afraid? Is he stronger than the Underworld Ancestor? There is undoubtedly only one answer."

Everyone's eyes are looking at the Lord Heqing, and Zhang Ruochen is no exception.

"You come with me!"

With these instructions, Zhang Ruochen opened a bone door and walked towards the inner space of the divine ship.

Lord Heqing secretly regretted it and glanced at Taoist Black and White.

Taoist Black and White didn't know what the problem was, but the Heavenly Lord of Life and Death was someone they could never afford to offend. He said in a cold voice: "Your adoptive father asked you to go, why don't you go quickly? Be careful when you speak in the future. We, as my generation, discuss major events in the world. How can we?" Is there any place for you to interrupt?”

Inside the bone ship, the underworld lights flickered and the light was very dim.

Heqing is dressed in white and has a tall and slender figure with graceful curves. He is definitely a rare beauty.

She glanced at Zhang Ruochen, who had his back turned, carefully saluted, and said, "Master!"

"Who taught you those words just now?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

He Qing was horrified and inexplicable, but his eyes showed no flaws and said: "It's just my random guess..."

"Gai Mie, why don't you come out yet?" Zhang Ruochen said.

He Qing's scalp was numb, and he could no longer hide the fear on his face. He trembled all over and knelt in front of Zhang Ruochen, unable to say a word.

The space behind her trembled slightly.

Wisps of demonic energy gush out from the gaps in the space.

Gai Mie's tall and strong figure appeared in the demonic aura. His piercing eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen, and then he said with a smile: "Your Excellency has such terrifying perceptual abilities! I passed on to her in the world of gods. Even after saying a word, you noticed it. Is this the ability of the ancestor? "

"The Supreme Pillar, the current half-ancestor of the Demonic Way, is actually hiding in a divine world of ghosts and gods. You know how to choose a place!"

Of course Zhang Ruochen knew that Gai Mie and He Qing had a "friendship" early on, so he snorted and said, "Tell me, why do you think that the unknown strong man who controls the seventy-two-story tower is the immortal behind the God Realm?"

Although Gai Mie was bold, he also knew who he could provoke and who he couldn't provoke. He said calmly: "Because, I happened to be present when the seventy-two-story tower was forcibly taken away. I noticed that in the God Realm, The passage was briefly opened, and an indescribable unknown force poured into it. "

"Then, I fled the sword world and hid."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Do you think that the being who controls the seventy-two-story tower will kill you? Maybe, he doesn't know at all that you have insight into the secret of briefly opening the divine world. Your escape has revealed that you may know something What."

Gai Mie said: "That being, even the Ancestor of the Underworld can suppress it, may not take a small role like me seriously. However, the seventy-two-story tower is clearly placed in the sword world and has never been moved, but it is silently ignored. The success of Wuxi's sacrifice shows that there is a great terror hidden within the sword world! If you continue to stay there, you will die sooner or later."

Zhang Ruochen turned around, stared at Gai Mie with sharp sword-like eyes, and said, "Do you want to hide in a woman's divine world forever? Or do you want to further improve your combat power before a lot of calamities come?"

How can there be so many good things in the world?

Gai Mie sees this world clearly.

He said: "Do I have any other choice?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head.

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Happy New Year 2024 to everyone!