God Emperor

No matter how high the immortals' cultivation level is, they can't know everything.

Human power is limited.

There is only one possibility - that is, he has come to the Divine Ancient Nest and reached the Heluo Sea in the past hundreds of thousands of years, and has a clear understanding of Ling Yanzi's cultivation level and state, and has a clear understanding of whether she can lead the Great Venerable to this era.

In this way, he will not take the bait.

It can be said that from the beginning, Zhang Ruochen made two preparations.

If he comes, he will fight to the death.

If he doesn't come, he can also lock the identity of the immortal in the God Realm.

"Woof! Woof! Woof..."

The high-pitched and excited barking of dogs came from the starry sky to the Divine Ancient Nest.

When the Jin Ni Patriarch arrived, Zhang Ruochen had already left.

Before leaving, Zhang Ruochen clearly told Ling Yanzi and the Ancestral God that after this incident, the Divine Ancient Nest had been pushed to the forefront and could be overturned at any time.

The result of the discussion was that the Ancestral God and the elders drove the Divine Tree Nest to the Heavenly Palace.

"Splash!"

The waves surged in rhythmically.

Ling Yanzi sat on the reef by the Heluo Sea, watching the tides rise and fall. While comprehending the rules of the world in this era, she studied the Tai Chi circle left by Zhang Ruochen.

In the great era, everyone is working hard on the path of cultivation.

The body of the Jin Ni Patriarch was only more than one meter long at this time. It rushed onto the reef, and its eyeballs seemed to have been soaked in water. It didn't say a word, silently expressing its longing for the mistress.

"It's not easy for you to live to this era."

Ling Yanzi reached out and stroked the soft and dense golden hair on the neck of the Jin Ni Patriarch.

Even if the other party's current cultivation has caught up with her.

The age of the Jin Ni Patriarch is no more than fifteen Yuanhui, and he was adopted by the Great Venerable after he and Ling Yanzi got together. Moreover, it has been sleeping in the Wangshan Tomb Forest for many years, in a state of suspended death, and its lifespan is lost very slowly.

Ling Yanzi is different.

About thirteen epochs ago, she entered the long river of time and headed for the future, waiting for hundreds of thousands of years at the break of the long river of time.

This is equivalent to the fact that the outside world has passed thirteen epochs, while her life span has only consumed hundreds of thousands of years.

This is a violation of the rules of heaven and earth!

Coming to this era, it is natural to be attacked by the rules of heaven and earth and backfired by time.

None of the other cultivators, including the Chaos Ancient Demon God, Tellurium, and the Stone Ji Niangniang, completely left the spatial dimension and walked the long river of time to reach the future.

The only one who wanted to do this and change his fate against the will of heaven was Gong Nanfeng, but he also failed.

For those who cross the long river of time, the intensity of the battle they participate in and the size of the impact on the future era will lead to stronger attacks from the rules of heaven and earth and backfires of time.

Only when the cultivation level is higher, Ling Yanzi will have greater freedom in this era.

Zhang Ruochen passed her the Tai Chi circle, which is used to isolate the rules of heaven and earth, like bubbles in the sea water and oases in the desert.

...

Yuhuang Realm.

The White Jade God Emperor stood in a huge chaotic vortex with a diameter of one light year. He had a human body and a tiger head. His whole body was ablaze with divine light and his breath was overwhelming. With every breath he took, the entire chaotic vortex expanded and contracted.

This chaotic vortex was his divine world.

It was located in the Jade World, but it was beyond the world and formed its own space.

The chaotic vortex was like a rudimentary universe, in the state of creation. No one knew whether it would continue to grow in the future? Would it give rise to stars and life?

Tianmu, who came to understand the situation of the great disaster, stood at the edge of the chaotic vortex, wearing red clothes and white hair, and looked directly at the figure in the center of the vortex.

"A lot of disasters..."

The White Jade Emperor whispered to himself, and then said: "I don't know much more about a lot of disasters than you do. You must have misunderstood that I am an immortal who has cultivated from the beginning of the world to the end of the world and survived a lot of disasters, just like Hou Tu Niangniang and Hong Meng Black Dragon."

Based on the various power fluctuations of the chaotic vortex, Tianmu calculated the cultivation level of the White Jade Emperor in her mind and said: "So, I guessed wrong?"

"Not completely wrong! It's just that during the chaotic years at the beginning of this era, many major events happened that even this emperor has a vague memory of. It's too long ago, so long that I almost forgot who I am."

The White Jade Emperor's voice was distant, like the sound of wind and streams.

Tianmu could understand.

After all, according to legend, an era is 50,000 Yuanhui, which is so long.

Legends may not be true. Even immortals who have personally experienced the creation of the world to the end of the era cannot tell how many Yuanhui there are in between.

Even what happened has become vague, who can still remember the length of time itself?

"You becoming the ancestor is beyond my expectation. It seems that after the radiance of entropy, it has indeed become easier to break through the realm!" At this point, the White Jade Divine Emperor paused and said, "Sorry, I am not good at speaking, and I don't mean to belittle you on purpose." As if talking to himself, he said, "The longer I live, the less I want to talk to people. There are very few cultivators worth talking to. In fact, I have lost interest in many people and many things." "Seeing you realize the endless way of Hou Tu Niangniang and reach the ancestor realm is a very interesting thing in my opinion. In fact, it is very remarkable, so I just say whatever I want to say... Did I explain too much?" Tianmu said, "Not much." "After careful calculation, almost all the immortals in the last era are dead. Even the awakened Hongmeng Black Dragon may not have recovered much memory and may not know the situation of the large number of disasters. Of course, it has been suppressed and killed, so it's better not to mention it."

The White Jade God Emperor continued: "Let me tell you some of the things I know about myself! When talking about a large number of tribulations, there must be one place and one person that cannot be avoided."

"Where? Who?"

"The Nightmare and the Nightmare."

…

Xiang Chunan rushed to the empty space, and when he arrived at the broken starry sky in the hell world, Zhang Ruochen had already left.

Now the entire universe is in turmoil, and a duel between the ancestors has broken out in more than one place. More importantly, he has learned a piece of news. It turns out that not only the altar of heaven and earth is a threat, but also any altar used to offer sacrifices to obtain the mark of divine power is risky.

He had to rush back to the Temple of Truth as soon as possible and start cleaning up the Heaven of Truth, as well as the altars on the big worlds and planets attached to the Temple of Truth.

The ancestor's battle determines the future pattern, life and death, success or failure.

The monks under the ancestors also have their own responsibilities and must actively play their part. In this way, Di Chen, Tian Lao and the others can have a better chance of winning.

Even if the chance of winning is slim!

"Eh...is this?"

Xiang Chunan's eyes condensed, feeling the rules of witchcraft between heaven and earth, and became extremely active.

Subsequently, the substance of the Heart of Truth integrated into the body was out of control, as if it was ignited, trying to burn out his body and soul.

The strong body seemed to turn into a torch.

"He Fangxiao is young and hasn't shown up yet. Do you know that my eldest brother is the ancestor?"

Xiang Chunan mobilized the secret of truth, suppressed the burning of the heart of truth, and caused the blood in his body to flow crazily.

A creepy and dangerous atmosphere appears in the deep space of the universe.

"Wow!"

A divine blade hundreds of millions of miles long struck in an arc, and the ancestral flame burned, splitting the star field into two halves.

That is……

That is a hair of the ancestor.

After being attacked and killed by his ancestor, Xiang Chunan's heart sank to the bottom of his heart, knowing that he would be doomed today.

However, facing the ancestor, Xiang Chunan also has the courage to fight and will not be overwhelmed by his spiritual will.

"Roar!"

He roared loudly, stamped his feet suddenly, and the Realm of Truth unfolded.

With a bang, billions of immortal and infinite regular divine patterns burst out, condensing into a dazzling heavenly sword in the void, and slashed at the white hair of the ancestor.

"Stab it!"

The Realm of Truth is shaped like a gorgeous piece of paper, divided, and the heavenly sword and the white hair of the ancestor collide together.

The heavenly sword is like made of tofu and can be cut off with just one cut.

This is the corpse nightmare pulling out a hair, crossing the endless star field, and delivering a blow. You can imagine how terrifying the power is.

"Roar!"

Xiang Chunan's eyes glared like a copper bell, burning the divine blood in his body. His body grew rapidly and turned into a giant emitting the divine flame of truth. He punched out and wanted to collide with the ancestor's long hair.

Something strange happened. When the ancestor's long hair was cut in front of him, it disappeared into thin air.

"It exploded with one punch?"

Xiang Chunan was slightly stunned, thinking that his true form and fist strength had wiped out the ancestor's long hair, and was about to sarcastically say, "The ancestor is nothing more than this."

Zhang Ruochen's voice came from behind.

"Don't run around alone if you have nothing to do. It's very dangerous."

"Brother!"

Xiang Chunan was so happy that his body returned to its original size. He turned around and rushed out. He opened his arms and hugged Zhang Ruochen tightly, laughing wildly.

It is completely unlike other monks who take into account the differences in cultivation and status.

After hugging him, he punched Zhang Ruochen twice in the chest and complained: "Brother, I don't want to run around, who told you to hide too deeply. If you had told me earlier that you are the Lord of Life and Death, why should I run there? Hell? Do you know how sad I have been for these past 30,000 years?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "With your mouth, I dare to tell such a big secret? How many thousands of years have it passed, how come you are still as ignorant as before?"

Xiang Chunan scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "It's not like the higher your cultivation level, the older you are, you have to have a sullen face, sullen, and calm down. How boring is that? By the way, what happened just now? That corpse nightmare killed me. What to do? Just because of my cultivation, I am worthy of the ancestor’s evil hand?”

What just happened was not just a piece of hair, but the killing magical power displayed by the ancestor.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It should be for the heart of truth! Fortunately, your cultivation is strong enough to suppress the heart of truth. Otherwise, there is no need to chop off this hair, and you would have been wiped out."

Xiang Chunan was afraid, knowing that the immortal in the God Realm could collect the fragments of the seventy-two-story tower scattered throughout the universe with a single thought. With the help of the Wuding Cauldron, Corpse Nightmare can definitely capture the heart of truth with just one thought.

If his cultivation level were any weaker, he would have been killed by the ancestor with a single thought.

"Fortunately, I have my eldest brother here. It's different to have my ancestor as my backer. From now on, not to mention the ladies at home, even my master, I'm afraid they will have to give me some points." Xiang Chunan didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, and he laughed. .

Zhang Ruochen smiled: "With the help of the heart of truth, there is no obvious gap between you and Miss Qing's cultivation. It is best to be more honest at home in the future. It is hard to say who will be stronger in the future."

Xiang Chunan put away his smile and said seriously: "The situation of Hongchen and Feiyu's sister-in-law..."

"It's all little things."

Zhang Ruochen looked at the direction of the universe where the heaven world is located and said: "Zi Ni has reached the end of his rope and has to fight to the death. He has taken my witch cauldron, and he can use this cauldron to absorb the power left by the witch ancestor. If I hadn't guessed Wrong, he should be trying to hit the consistent realm. You, Venerable Cihang, Uncle Long, and Feng Yan are all his targets."

The corpse nightmare's true body went to the heaven world.

Xiang Chunan didn't know what it was to be consistent, and he didn't bother to know. He looked at the nebula formed by the dispersion of the ancestor's divine energy and rushed towards the heaven. His expression changed and he said: "Venerable Cihang is in the heaven. Brother, can we You can’t ignore death.”

"Don't worry."

Zhang Ruochen was very calm: "Heaven has the main altar of the Heaven and Earth Altar, and the God Realm is more urgent than us. What's more, the Ten Thousand Realms Formation in the Heaven Universe has been opened, and it is not that easy for the zombies to break into the Heaven Realm."

Xiang Chunan was infected by Zhang Ruochen's calm mood and smiled: "I don't know why, I feel safe when I stay with my eldest brother, as if it's not a big deal if the sky falls. What should we do now? Are we watching a show?"

"Yes, let's watch for a while."

Zhang Ruochen is very aware of the terrifying energy that an ancestor can erupt in a desperate situation. Back then, Ksitigarbha, in a desperate state, could even block the Ming Ancestor for half a day.

What kind of energy will the corpse nightmare in desperate situation burst out?

How will the divine world respond?

Is it using the seventy-two-story tower or other hidden powers?

Zhang Ruochen somewhat understood why the ancestors liked to hide in the dark and watch the show. They were all looking forward to the ancestors self-destructing the divine source and taking away the ancestors of the divine world.

So is he at this moment.

…

Colorful nebulae surge toward the heavenly realm.

"Boom!"

There are still hundreds of billions of miles away from the heaven world, and the nebula collides with the formation inscriptions of the Ten Thousand Realms Formation.

The space then shook violently, and the divine planets outside the heavens flickered brightly and darkly. Some of them could not withstand the squeeze of the ancestor's divine energy and exploded, turning into shock waves that destroyed the world.

Not only the heaven world, but also the hundreds of gods in the surrounding worlds are all facing powerful enemies.

Shang Tian, ​​Fan Chen, Venerable Cihang, Meng Ge, and a group of heavenly and cosmic powerhouses stood on the top of Shangqiu, shooting beams of divine energy and spiritual power into the sky, stimulating the formation of all realms.

They are the front line against the ancestors!

From the day the construction of the Ten Thousand Realms Formation began, they knew that this day would definitely come.

Once the formation is broken, the entire heaven world will be in catastrophe.

Shang Tian noticed something, glanced at the end of the horizon, and said: "The Corpse Nightmare is in charge of the Cauldron of Witchcraft, the Cauldron of Truth, and the Cauldron of Time. It can ignore the formation defense of the Ten Thousand Realms Formation and mobilize the witchcraft in the heaven world. Rules, rules of truth, rules of time, attack from within.”

"Everyone, be careful, it's coming!"

Jiuding is too mysterious and cannot be defended by formations.

The three kinds of rules quickly gathered above the continents in the paradise world, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, condensing into three clouds, and then, under the control of the corpse nightmare, they evolved into magical powers.

The cloud formed by the rules of witchcraft, with its ancient and thick aura, turned into a bronze cauldron the size of a mountain, piercing the sky like a meteorite and hitting Shangqiu.

From the cloud formed by the rules of truth, a heavenly bell flew out and hit the main altar.

The clouds condensed by the rules of time turned into a long and wide river, and together with the bronze cauldron, like an inverted sea, they rushed towards the heavenly gods gathered in Shangqiu.

The ancestral talisman in Shang Tian's hand had already been taken back by Lord Murong, and he could only rely on Shangqiu's formation to resist it.

"All the monks in the heaven realm listen to the order and use all their strength to activate the defensive formations."

"Boom!"

Thousands of formations rose up on the vast land, colliding with the bronze cauldron.

As the formation shattered, screams continued and corpses littered the field.

The power of the ancestor, even across the great formation of all realms, can still crush the monks under the ancestor. No matter how many monks there are, they are like ants. The bronze cauldron broke through the formation and fell heavily in Shangqiu.

"boom!"

Shangqiu was razed to the ground, sinking downwards, and dust flew up.

In an instant, dozens of heavenly gods died, and countless others were seriously injured. There were many gods whose bodies were beaten to pieces and turned into clouds of blood mist.

Shang Tian, ​​Meng Ge, Fan Chen, and Venerable Ci Hang were the first to bear the brunt, blocking the most ferocious wave of attacks, and were all seriously injured.

Venerable Cihang, who had a relatively low level of cultivation, was covered in blood and flesh, but only the Buddha's light was still sacred and brilliant.

"Crash!"

They were not given a chance to breathe.

The overwhelming flow of time rules is approaching before our eyes.

The four of them had to re-mobilize their spirit and rules and work together to attack. Behind, the surviving gods released their divine worlds and followed closely.

Facing the attack of the ancestors, the gods must stand up.

"Ten thousand Buddhas illuminate the universe."

"Thousand Spirit Blood Evil."

"As old as time goes by."

"Buddhism is boundless."

…

Thousands of magical powers and tens of thousands of warriors converged into a dazzling celestial river that collided with the regular river of time under the main altar.

In an instant, the destructive storm spread millions of miles.

Fortunately, the world-protecting formation has already been activated, and the world-protecting formation has also wrapped around the star field, blocking the corpse nightmare's ancestor's true form.

Otherwise, this collision could destroy the paradise world.

As the two forces clashed, the Heavenly Bell of Truth rang, and a deafening sound wave erupted, carrying hundreds of millions of kilograms of power and crashing down, hitting the towering main altar.

Huanghuang Zuwei, countless monks were lying on the ground, unable to stand up let alone fight.

After the main altar was activated by the spiritual power of the Second Confucian Patriarch, it absorbed the energy of heaven and earth, and the thick beam of light that emerged was connected to the divine world.

Any monk who attacks the main altar will attract thunder and lightning from the divine realm.

It's like a punishment from heaven, he will be killed.

The Celestial Clock of Truth attacks the main altar, so there will be no exception.

"Crack!"

At the other end of the light pillar, the divine realm loomed, and amid the roar, thousands of thunderbolts as thick as ancestral dragons fell down, hitting the Heavenly Bell of Truth.

The brilliance of thunder and lightning is so bright that it can be seen deep in the universe.

"Who is that?"

Mengge narrowed his eyes and looked at the top of the main altar.

There, a black figure stood clearly, bathed in thunder and lightning, ignoring the clock of truth that might fall at any time.

"It's him! Did he choose the divine world or Di Chen?"

Mortal recognizes the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord held Mjolnir in his hand and turned into a black stream of light, rushing out of the atmosphere of the heaven world, dragging out a lightning tail tens of thousands of miles long, and shouted coldly: "Zombie Nightmare, I have been waiting for you in the heaven world for many days!"

"boom!"

The two ancestors came into contact instantly.

The Mjolnir fell, breaking through all the zombie's defenses and landing on him.

"Pfft!"

With just one blow, Zombie Nightmare's chest was pierced by the heavy hammer, causing blood to flow.

After the corpse nightmare flew out, he immediately ran away, with surprise written on his face: "Have you achieved consistency? How is this possible... It's Huang Yue, and the God Realm has returned Huang Yue to you..."

Corpse Nightmare figured out the most crucial part in an instant.

But because they did not expect that the Dark Lord's realm would take a big step forward, they suffered heavy losses while underestimating the enemy, and were already at an absolute disadvantage.

"Consistency is not such an extraordinary state. When I am at my peak, it is the beginning and the end. With Huang Yue, I can naturally master the consistent power of my ancestors in an instant. How about that hammer just now? Isn't it uncomfortable?"

The Dark Lord controlled the space, and the sea of ​​stars beneath his feet folded instantly. He took just one step and easily caught up with the zombie nightmare.

"Boom!"

Mjolnir fell again.

Endless thunder and lightning turned into a purple ocean, condensing into hundreds of thousands of thunder and lightning beasts, and crashed into the corpse nightmare.

The entire space in the star field was shattered.

The corpse nightmare protected its body with three cauldrons, but was still thrown away, and its body fell into the Lihentian.

…

The White Jade God-Emperor said: "Nightland, you should know that it is the place of cultivation of the Yan clan of Lihentian. It is also the ancestral land of the Yan Luo clan. It is known as one of the relics of prehistoric civilization."

"It is indeed a piece of prehistoric land that has been preserved from a lot of calamities in the previous era."

"The reason why you monks in later generations call it Nightmare Land is because of the extremely terrifying existence of Liangmeng in the Taibei period. Liangmeng is a statue that was condensed from the remaining fire of a large number of tribulations, giving birth to spiritual wisdom. "The original creature."

"He is the ancestor of the Yama clan. The Yama clan should have been called the Nightmare clan."

Tianmu consumed the shock in her heart and said: "The destructive power of a large number of kalpas can actually give birth to spiritual intelligence and turn into a living being?"

"Who said that the power of calamity must mean destruction?"

The White Jade God Emperor asked back, and then said: "The monks of later generations who have reached the peak of Taixu God will go to Lihentian to absorb and comprehend the power of measurement. This power of measurement is the residual power of a large number of tribulations. You can cultivate to the immeasurable realm. , the essence is to realize the power and Taoist aggregates of a large number of kalpas.”

"A large number of tribulations are both destroying the previous era and opening up the next era. They represent both death and life."

Tianmu thought of something and asked: "What is the relationship between Corpse Nightmare and Liang Nightmare?"

"It's a literal relationship! Liangmeng's corpse was given new spiritual intelligence by Ming Ancestor and started his second life. Of course, after Liangmeng died in the Taichu era, a large amount of calamity fire in his body dispersed into Lihen "Heaven, turned into the power of strength that you are familiar with, so the body of Corpse Nightmare is not very powerful," the White Jade God Emperor said slowly.

Tian Lao said: "Liang Yan's cultivation level should be very extraordinary. How could he die in the Taichu era?"

"Shouldn't you be curious as to why he could give birth to wisdom and life under the eyes of immortals such as Houtu Empress and Hongmeng Black Dragon?" said the White Jade God Emperor.

Tianmu thought for a moment and asked: "Why?"

"Because the third immortal in prehistory was my mother, Bai Ze! It was she who stole the remaining calamity fire of a large number of calamities, cultivated spiritual wisdom, shaped life, and later gave birth to me with Liang Ni. "

The White Jade God Emperor looked at Tian Lao and said: "I and the Golden Buried White Tiger are half-brothers and sisters! The Golden Buried White Tiger is a prehistoric fetal egg, and I don't count."