God Emperor

"The Corpse Nightmare... was repulsed? It was such a terrifying power of thunder and lightning. The star field was submerged, and the stars turned into fireballs and burned. Who did it?"

Xiang Chunan stared at the drastic changes in the starry sky where the paradise world was located. While he was happy, he couldn't help but have doubts.

Anyone who can defeat the ancestor must also be the ancestor.

But even if his cultivation reaches the limitless level, he still can't clearly see the specific situation of the two sides fighting at this moment.

In the distant starry sky, it's like two big worlds are colliding.

The storm swept across all directions, but there was no sign of it.

"It's the Dark Lord." Zhang Ruochen said.

Xiang Chunan didn't think too much. He was happy to see the dog eating dog at the level of the ancestor. He smiled and said: "The Dark Lord finally jumped out. I thought he would hide forever. Brother, you seem to be worried, what's the matter?"

Zhang Ruochen looked solemn and couldn't laugh at all.

The Dark Lord has fallen to the God Realm!

In his plan, the Dark Lord is the one who has the best chance of winning over.

One is that the Dark Lord has a deep grudge with the God Realm.

Secondly, Zhang Ruochen can use it to help him capture Huang Yue as a bargaining chip.

Now it seems that the Dark Lord does not care about the past grudges at all, and does not think that he is Bai Yuan, but a new body. At the same time, the God Realm had taken the first step and handed Huang Yue over to him and pulled him over.

"The Immortal in the God Realm is more cautious than I thought. If he can take advantage of others, he will never take action himself. But... is he really so strong that even the ancestor has to surrender?"

Zhang Ruochen murmured to himself in a low voice, with doubts and eagerness to fight in his eyes.

The Dark Lord is extremely shrewd, and it is impossible not to see that the gods are uniting to defeat the ancestors of all parties one by one.

Cooperating with the God Realm is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger and will not end well.

How can Huang Yue be so easy to get?

The Dark Lord must have surrendered.

To be able to force the ancestor to surrender, one can imagine how terrifying the realm of immortality in the divine realm is.

Xiang Chunan reacted and said in shock: "The Dark Lord surrendered to the God Realm? He is the ancestor... Now we are in big trouble, and the strength of the God Realm has increased a lot. Brother, do you have a way to deal with it?"

"What are you worried about? These are not issues you should consider."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "Besides, the most terrifying place in the God Realm is not these ancestors."

Xiang Chunan admired Zhang Ruochen's state of mind so much. It was like the world was collapsing in front of him but his appearance remained unchanged. He asked: "What is that? Is it a seventy-two-story tower, or those altars all over the universe?"

Zhang Ruochen did not answer, but looked at the two Ancestral Nebulas moving rapidly in the starry sky, and said: "The Corpse Nightmare fled towards the World Tree of the Yama Clan. This melee evolved in the Destruction of Heaven and Earth! Such a chaotic and dangerous Ancestral level duel, Looking at the history of the universe for hundreds of millions of years, it is rare.”

"The epic melee between the ancestors that Great Lord Fudo Myoto started back then was probably nothing more than that."

Xiang Chunan sighed like this.

He knew that a cosmic-level war was breaking out in the star domain where the Yama World Tree was located.

The two divine armies from the God Realm faced off with a large number of gods from the Hell Realm, and the stars had already fallen.

The gods rained down, killing and injuring countless people.

Whether they are old friends from the Temple of Destiny such as Fengtian and Nutian God, or friends and relatives of the Yama clan, they are all on that battlefield. The corpse nightmare's escape will surely lead to a catastrophe. How can the eldest brother remain so calm and composed?

Xiang Chunan couldn't help it, and was about to ask, but found that the surrounding world and space had changed dramatically, and his feet fell on the soil.

A down-to-earth feeling came from the soles of my feet.

Looking around, he saw streaks of divine light flying towards him.

It turned out that Zhang Ruochen had changed space, walked in the universe, and reached heaven without him noticing. At this moment, the two of them appeared under the main altar.

This miraculous method was only possessed by the ancestors.

The main altar is as huge as a star, continuously absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, and shooting out dazzling beams of light.

The diameter of the light beam reaches a hundred miles.

The destructive energy is so strong that even if the God King or Lord approaches, it will turn into a ball of blood mist.

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked at the hole in space above the light pillar.

That hole in space is thousands of miles long and wide. With the eyes of the ancestor, one can see the territory of the God Realm behind the cave, including the outline of mountains and the wasteland.

There are tens of thousands of such light pillars and space holes in the entire universe.

Like a bridge connecting two spaces.

From Zhang Ruochen's pupils, two beams of light formed by the thoughts of the ancestors were released, flying into the divine realm behind the space hole.

As soon as the thought of the ancestor entered the divine realm, it was crushed by a strange and majestic force.

Zhang Ruochen didn't even discover where this power came from.

"It seems that He has left another trump card in the God Realm. Is it related to the Mark of Divine Martial Arts?"

Zhang Ruochen felt the fluctuations that had the same origin as the Shenwu Seal, suppressed his curiosity, did not continue to explore, and looked at the main altar.

The number of monks who built the main altar reached billions at its peak.

The most elite beings in the heaven world are all here.

But as the Second Confucian Patriarch activated the altar, a small number of the billions of monks lost their divine martial marks and Qi Hai, which was equivalent to being semi-wasted. There are hundreds of millions of monks who died under the thunder and lightning that fell from the God Realm, and were wiped out in ashes.

Extremely tragic!

It would not be an exaggeration to call this main altar a large tomb.

Not long ago, the Ancestral Unrest that broke out not only destroyed Shangqiu, but also wiped out all life for thousands of miles around. Not a single blade of grass could grow, only soil dyed red with blood.

Not to mention ordinary people and holy monks, even the gods suffered countless casualties.

The main altar in operation is continuously absorbing the blood and soul fragments in this world, and transporting them to the God Realm like a sacrifice.

"Greetings to Lord Di Chen!"

Shang Tian, ​​Fan Chen, Meng Ge, Venerable Cihang, Fairy Guna, Ke Yangshan... dozens of powerful men from the infinite realm of the heavenly universe all saluted Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the seriously injured gods and said: "Everyone, take good care of your injuries and do whatever you have to do. The blood of the creatures in the universe will not be shed in vain, and the gods and zombies will definitely pay their due price."

The gods retreated, leaving only Fanchen, Mengge and Cihang.

Zhang Ruochen snapped his fingers, and a gap opened in the space behind him.

The suppressed Headless Kasyapa was thrown out of the gap in space and fell in front of Fanchen and Venerable Cihang.

The corpse is wrapped in cassock, but the golden light never dissipates.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Headless Kassapa is the golden body of the Buddha. His body is covered with the ancestral inscriptions and order cultivated by Kassapa Buddha. You two can use it to meditate! I believe that your talents and understanding will not be inferior to those of gods." This body-snatcher in the world will definitely improve by leaps and bounds in a short period of time.”

Venerable Cihang put his hands together and recited a Buddha's name: "Thank you Dichen for returning the golden body of Buddha."

Zhang Ruochen waved his hand and said: "No! It's not a return, it's just a personal friendship. I'll lend it to you two for enlightenment. You two, you have to step up your practice. The Western Universe has to rely on you to support it."

A hint of helpless resentment and a bitter smile flashed through Venerable Cihang's eyes as clear as water.

This look and smile shocked Fanchen, Meng Ge, and Xiang Chunan present.

How is this the look that the holy Venerable Cihang should have?

A female Buddhist cultivator can become close friends with Zhang Ruochen, the so-called romantic swordsman. The two of them have a special emotion.

Of course, it is definitely not the love between a man and a woman, but a beautiful artistic conception that is perceptible but intangible, like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.

Fanchen's eyes were full of guilt: "Er Juntian escaped!"

"I know."

Zhang Ruochen did not hold him accountable, but nodded slightly.

Fanchen said: "I will definitely find him, fulfill the promise I made in the Gray Sea, and won't let him bring trouble to the world."

"Although Er Juntian escaped, he prevented the gods from attacking the Yama world tree. It's not a bad thing. Don't blame yourself too much." After thinking about it, Zhang Ruochen said again: "You monk, why are you so guilty? "Are you tired from living? Why don't you drink some wine?"

Fanchen looked at Zhang Ruochen with dumbfounded eyes, feeling even more guilty in his heart!

"Senior Meng Ge, do you know where the demon is?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Meng Ge shook his head and said: "We haven't contacted each other since we came back from the God Realm. He should be hiding somewhere to recuperate!"

Speaking of the God Realm, Venerable Cihang looked towards the space hole above the main altar, feeling the breath escaping from the God Realm, and said: "After the Heaven and Earth Altar is activated, the distance between the space where the God Realm is located and the real universe is constantly getting closer. Maybe one day there will be a complete overlap, or maybe the God Realm will eat up the real universe.”

Meng Ge was equally worried: "Lord Di Chen, you are the ancestor, and you stand at a different height. Do you know what the God Realm wants? How should we deal with it?"

"Maybe we'll have the answer today."

Zhang Ruochen stared at a certain direction in the starry sky and said this.

Several people present followed and looked over.

I saw two ancestral nebulae and entered the star field where the World Tree of the Yama clan is located.

Xiang Chunan finally couldn't help it anymore and said: "Brother, the Yama clan is in danger today! If you don't take action, they may exterminate the clan."

This was a result that everyone could deduce, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely heavy.

It’s not that it’s none of your business.

How long can they survive when the Yama clan is exterminated?

Shang Tian had already arranged everything. He strode over with a tall figure and said from a distance: "If Di Chen could take action, he would have taken action long before the corpse nightmare arrived in the heaven world."

Xiang Chunan couldn't understand and said: "If eldest brother had taken action at that time, this disaster in the heaven world might have been avoided."

Zhang Ruochen stood there as usual, not explaining anything.

"If Di Chen had taken action at that time, the Dark Lord would not have appeared today, and the God Realm would not have exposed this trump card. When the Dark Lord takes action at a critical moment in the future, he may be able to surprise the emperor. Dust to death."

Shang Tian walked up to Zhang Ruochen and bowed again: "Compared with Di Chen's safety and the future of all living beings in the universe, what is this loss to the heaven world?"

Xiang Chunan thought for a moment and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The duel between the ancestors hides too many dangers.

Meng Ge said: "Chun Nan, if anything happens, Di Chen will rush over immediately, and he will always be led by his opponent, or even be used. At that time, let alone the chance of winning, we don't know how he will die. "

Shang Tian and Meng Ge were once Haotian's right-hand men, so they could understand the helplessness of those at the top.

Many times, one can only watch helplessly as one big world turns into a merit battlefield and is destroyed in the chaos of war.

It’s not that it can’t be saved, it’s that it can’t be saved.

Because the person in the highest position is not responsible for the creatures in a certain big world, but has to stand at a higher position and be responsible for all the big worlds. Not every war must be won, only the most critical one must be won.

Now Zhang Ruochen can do it too!

This is a true growth, from fighting for one world to living for the world.

Zhang Ruochen with such a mature state of mind made Meng Ge and Shang Tian truly feel that he had surpassed Haotian and could potentially lead them to defeat the almost invincible enemy of the immortals in the God Realm.

Venerable Cihang had been thinking about Zhang Ruochen's previous words and said, "What does Di Chen mean by that the God Realm will use the ultimate method on the Yama clan?"

"I have no idea!"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly and then said: "The Yama World Tree has become the center of all storms. If the God Realm does not use the last resort, it will not be so easy to break through. What is going on with this last resort? What will happen to it? What kind of harm it will cause and how to deal with it can only be found out by the Yama clan."

"Next, we will witness the annihilation of the Supreme Clan, just like the original Saint Clan."

Zhang Ruochen said the cruelest words in the calmest tone, and his mood was so strong that nothing could shake it.

Even if his entire clan is wiped out, he will continue to wait.

Wait until the God Realm reveals all its trump cards, wait until the Immortal takes action, wait until blood flows like a river, wait until... the best time to take action.

The Ming Ancestor is patient, the Immortal of the God Realm is patient, and he has to be patient.

…

The corpse nightmare uses the Zhouding as a boat.

Under the tripod, a wide divine river of time runs parallel.

Wu Ding and Hong Ding were suspended above their heads, colliding with the Thor's Hammer and the Cauldron of Darkness flying from across the sky, fighting all the way to the star field where the World Tree of the Yama Clan was located.

Nightmare Land is like a prehistoric world, looming in the space behind Corpse Nightmare. It has already been made into a part of the Ancestral Realm by him.

The Lihen Tianyan clan members in the Nightmare Land, as well as the remaining souls and bodies of the ancient strong men trained by the Corpse Nightmare, all turned into wisps of blood and soul mist, and were swallowed by him.

The injuries on the corpse nightmare have long been healed, the blood has become more vigorous, and the soul of the ancestor has reached an unprecedented height.

Between his eyebrows, an ancient mark with the word "nightmare" appeared.

With this nightmare character, he covered the mark of Shenwu and madly absorbed the power of Lihentian.

The word "nightmare" gradually becomes brighter from faint.

The cultivation aura exuded by the corpse nightmare rose rapidly and became stronger and stronger.

"Blood-eating curse!"

"Soul-Eating Curse!"

The corpse nightmare looked at the World Tree in the distance, and its eyes turned into two flames, casting an ancestor-level curse.

He wants to use a curse to absorb the blood and souls of all the Yama people.

Thus, impacting the realm of "consistency".

"I'll leave this to you!"

Yan Wushen threw these words to the gods of the hell realm in the Twelve Phases of Destiny. His eyes were cold, filled with infinite excitement and expectation. He stood on top of the swastika green dragon and attacked the overwhelming Ancestral Nebula. .

"Master, my disciple Yan Wushen has wanted to fight you for many years!"

Yan Wushen's golden body is three thousand feet long, his arms are spread out, and his brilliance is more than a hundred thousand times greater than the stars.

A six-path seal of reincarnation that enveloped the trillions of miles of star sea appeared, like a shield, with a brilliant atmosphere, blocking the invisible curse force rushing towards the Yama clan's World Tree and pushing it back.

"Ouch!"

Swastika Qinglong roared angrily, and countless swastika marks flew out of his body, spinning like small stars.

"Get away!"

The corpse nightmare has long lost its former kindness and kindness, and is a bit ferocious.

The Dark Lord is chasing closely. At the critical moment of life and death, breaking through the realm is the only thought. When meeting gods, kill gods, and when meeting Buddhas, kill Buddhas.

The Zhouding flew out from under his feet, carrying the Divine River of Time, and collided with the Six Paths of Reincarnation Seal blocking the front.

With a "boom", the sea of ​​stars was torn apart.

The Zhouding broke through the starry sky and collided with Yan Wushen's golden body.

Yan Wushen gritted his teeth and caught it with both hands.

The indestructible body of the Vajra cracked instantly, and then most of the flesh and blood flew out.

Only the skeleton is still intact.

At the same time, the Divine River of Time was like an ancestral dragon hitting his chest, passing through his body and taking away his countless years of life.

Yan Wushen flew backwards like a meteor, and was caught by the ocean formed by swastika marks, and was seriously injured.

"Ha ha!"

Yan Wushen's long hair was messy, and he was not at all depressed. Instead, he was full of fighting spirit and had a wild expression.

The scattered remains of flesh and blood flew towards him again from all directions in the void.

Seeing that Zhou Ding's blow failed to destroy Yan Wushen, Corpse Nightmare couldn't help but snorted: "Wushen, you also have the blood of the Yan Luo clan flowing through your veins, and you are a descendant of Liang Nightmare. Today, with your blood and energy, I will help you become a teacher." How about breaking through?”

Those flesh and blood remains that were originally flying towards Yan Wushen were pulled by the ancestral order and the ancestral rules and flew towards the corpse nightmare.

"I'm afraid, Master, that you, the old man, won't be able to endure it."

Yan Wushen's face was mutilated and ferocious, and his golden body grew again, from three thousand feet to four thousand feet to five thousand feet...

It continued to grow to nine thousand feet before finally stopping.

"Roar!"

With a long roar, Yan Wushen released his half-ancestral peak level of cultivation, completely integrated with the swastika Qinglong, and strode towards the corpse nightmare.

All the ancestral rules and order that blocked him were torn to pieces with his bare hands.

"Sure enough, his cultivation is hidden."

After the corpse nightmare absorbed the remains of Yan Wushen's flesh and blood, the divine light in his body surged and he took a step forward.

Suddenly, the space collapsed, and dense space debris struck Yan Wushen, who was approaching, like a death storm.

Yan Wushen let out a dragon roar from his mouth, covered his golden body with green dragon scales, and punched out.

The energy of the swastika fist collided with the space debris and immediately spun into a shock wave in the shape of a vortex.

All the power of the ancestors was carried to all directions by the strength of the Swastika Fist.

"Bang!"

Carrying the endless rules of witchcraft in the universe, the Wuding flew out from behind the storm of broken space debris, crushed the swastika fist, and landed on Yan Wushen.

Corpse Nightmare's attack was all-out, aiming to shatter Yan Wushen's body into pieces, thereby absorbing all his flesh, blood, soul, and Taoist rules.

"How can this be?"

Contrary to the expectations of all the spectators, Yan Wushen took the next step.

An extremely dazzling light burst out from his chest, colliding with the Wu Cauldron, making a sonorous and deafening sound.

"His physical body is actually comparable to Jiuding? Is this the level of cultivation under the ancestor?"

In the Twelve Phase Divine Formation of Destiny, Xue Tu's eyes almost popped out, feeling that Yan Wushen was going too far.

Not to mention them, even the Dark Lord who caught up was slightly startled.

Being hit directly on the body by Wu Ding, even a being of his level would definitely be injured.

How could it be carried by force?

"Good guy, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Mirror is finally born!"

Through the dazzling light, the Dark Lord saw the Six Paths Divine Mirror on Yan Wushen's chest.

This legendary mirror is said to be comparable to a seventy-two-story tower. It is really extraordinary to show its power today.

The corpse nightmare and Wu Ding's full blow were actually carried down by him, a peak half-ancestor.

Part of the explosive power of the Wu Cauldron was absorbed by the rotating Six Paths of Reincarnation Mirror, and part of it was discharged to all directions, with less than one third falling on Yan Wushen.

"Okay! The Six Paths of Reincarnation Mirror, you have indeed found it a long time ago."

The corpse nightmare was not angry but happy. He stepped on the divine river of time and pursued Yan Wushen as fast as possible.

As long as the Six Paths of Reincarnation Mirror is captured, what do the Dark Lord and the Eternal Prime have to fear?

Although Yan Wushen resisted Wu Ding's blow just now, his injuries were more serious. Seeing the Dark Lord arriving, he immediately ran away.

"What's so good? Don't you know that today is the day you die?"

A large dark handprint appeared above the corpse nightmare.

The invisible seal of all things appeared in the palm of the hand, locking the corpse nightmare tightly, just like swatting a mosquito, sending the corpse nightmare flying, causing blood to bleed all over its body.

Immediately afterwards.

The cauldron of darkness hit the zombie's head, knocking his head into his stomach.

Yan Wushen retreated to the outer sky of Yama at the top of the World Tree. His broken body quickly grew flesh and blood. Looking at the corpse nightmare completely crushed by the Dark Lord, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. They are also the ancestors, so the gap is too big.

He was completely crushed by the corpse nightmare.

The corpse nightmare is in the hands of the Dark Lord, but there is no way to fight back.

Suddenly.

Yan Wushen felt a danger that suffocated him, and looked at the broken void above his head.

Nothing can be seen.

But he knew that the Eternal Prime Minister had arrived!

"Ancestor Nightmare, you want to sacrifice and refine the power of the Yan Luo clan and absorb the energy, so that your impact will be consistent, your courage is commendable, and you are also very courageous. Unfortunately, Yan Wushen is a hero of the world. With him guarding the world tree, you may not be able to attack it. How about the God Realm help you?"

The voice of the Eternal True Master came from unknown sources, resounding throughout the entire star field, and all the rules of heaven and earth jumped with his sound waves.

"Wow!"

In an instant, the altars in each leaf world on the World Tree, no matter how big or small, all started to move.

Forming whirlpools of heaven and earth energy.

The Yama clan has sent a large number of monks to destroy these altars, but it cannot be done in a short time.

Some altars are located in forgotten ancient villages.

Some altars were buried deep underground thousands of years ago.

Some altars have long been dilapidated, leaving only their remains, located at the bottom of great lakes and oceans.

…

Now on the World Tree, all the altars built from ancient times to the present, countless tens of thousands of them, have been activated, shooting out beams of light to form a road in space, connecting the divine world.

It can be said.

The Mark of Divine Martial Arts is the means by which the divine world controls all cultivators.

The altar used for sacrifice is the means by which the divine realm controls the entire universe.

This game has already unfolded an unknown number of billions of years ago.

Utilizing all the monks from ancient times to the present.

Every altar is a chess piece dropped by the Immortal of the God Realm. This is his most terrifying power. No one knows what will happen if all the altars in the universe are activated.

"No, all the formations of the Yama World Tree have been broken by these altars and become riddled with holes. The attack and defense power will be gone."

Without the formation protection and combined attack, the entire Yama clan would be defeated in one blow in front of the two divine armies in the God Realm.

Chi Yao realized that the Yama clan was probably going to be exterminated today, so he immediately summoned the blood-red bleeding sword and flew out of Chaotian Palace together with the gold-buried white tiger.

In an instant.

The power of the Golden Burial White Tiger was combined with her.

A golden burial mark appeared between her eyebrows, and twenty-six layers of the sky world spread out above her head. She was alone, killing the World Tree where the Stellar Knights Legion was.

If the Second Confucian Patriarch keeps his promise and does not personally attack the Yama clan.

As long as they block the two divine armies, the Yama clan will still be saved today.

"Wow!"

One sword cuts through the past and present, and the sword energy spreads across the entire star field.

All the divine spears shot by the Stellar Knights Legion from the World Tree were cut off with a sword and turned into metal fragments.

The next moment, the twenty-sixth level of the Tianyu World and the World Tree collided heavily.