God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen believed that he had experienced countless storms and waves, as well as life and death, but at this moment, he was still emotionally agitated.

Decision is so difficult, like walking on a single-plank bridge. One step to the left leads to an abyss, one step to the right leads to an abyss, and there is only one choice.

Scanning the figures in front of me, each of their eyes was so eager and determined.

"Did you say goodbye to Sixue properly?"

Zhang Ruochen patted Xiang Chunan on the shoulder. This third brother didn't know how to hide himself. His eyes were full of tears like rain filling the tidal lake.

Xiang Chunan nodded vigorously.

Zhang Ruochen asked again: "Where are the children?"

"Everything is fine! Brother, you should know that there are no cowards in the Temple of Truth." Xiang Chunan said.

"Of course I know that back then, the old palace master would rather surrender than surrender and hate evil as much as hatred. Without her, Zhang Ruochen would not be where he is today."

Zhang Ruochen looked at the Five Dragon God Emperor, Venerable Cihang, Shang Tian, ​​Xuanyuan Lian, Hai Shang Youruo, Feng Yan, Feng Xi, Han Qiu, and Xuanji Sword God, and said: "Cultivation is a step-by-step process, one step at a time How easy is it to break through the footprints in just half a day? This requires unimaginable resources and energy, and many people will die. "

"If time goes against the flow, there is indeed hope to save the thousands of big worlds in the Undefinite Sea of ​​Gods, and there is also hope to eliminate the Doomsday Sacrifice at the source. However, this is against the rules of heaven and earth, and is an enemy of the order of cause and effect, and more people will die. "

"The so-called I am the way of heaven is just a conjecture."

"I can't lie to you, I must tell you the truth. I am not omnipotent, and I cannot bring the dead back to life. If I die here, if I die in the long river of time, I will really be wiped out!"

Feng Xi clasped his hands in front of his chest, lowered his eyebrows and said, "As long as we have the slightest illusion of surviving, we will never come here. Di Chen looks down on us!"

"No matter how many sacrifices are made, it is better than the entire universe being destroyed by the Doomsday Sacrifice. Brother, you know better than us what is more important. If my mother-in-law and mother-in-law continue, I may not be able to bear it anymore..."

Feng Yan's body is constantly breaking apart, and the colorful merit energy in his body is erupting like a volcano.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Countless gods from the Sword Realm's star domain rushed to arrive from far and near from the depths of the starry sky.

There are Zhang Ruochen's beauties, such as Bai Qing'er, Yuan Sheng, Wu Yue, Yueshen, Yan Zhexian, Yu Chenjing and others. They all have their long hair tied up and are wearing battle clothes and armor.

Some people are holding guns, some are holding sticks... There is no charming makeup, no gorgeous clothes, just a chilling atmosphere of a warrior and an iron horse.

There are also children, such as Zhang Hongchen, Chi Kongle, Zhang Kuihe, Yan Ying'er, Zhang Gushen, Zhang Su'e, and Zhang Beize. Their eyes are like torches, and the soldiers in their hands are shining coldly.

There are also close friends who accompany him through thorns and dangers, such as Xiao Hei and A Le, as well as Tunxiang Rabbit and Demon Ape who have been practicing with Gai Mie all year round.

Almost all the sword realm monks who survived and could have stayed in heaven arrived.

They, including Xiang Chunan and others, were able to arrive at the Northern Universe so quickly because Zhang Ruochen knew very well that it was Ji Fanxin's handiwork.

In the space crack behind them are the tributaries of the Santu River.

Givenchy's intention was to use these people to force him to break through.

Chi Kongle held the battle sword in his hand, and his battle clothes were like iron sails. He said loudly: "Father! Queen Mother, Yu Yan, Xing Chen, and Ni Cai all died in the Wuding Sea of ​​Gods. Only by reversing time can they be saved. You yourself That’s right, no brother or sister can be missing!”

Thousands of great worlds in the Sword Realm were annihilated there, and all blood, souls, matter, and energy were turned into sacrifices to support the immortal. This emperor is not willing to give in! "Xiao Hei yelled.

"The whole world has been sacrificed. Even if we defeat the God Realm, we will still be completely defeated and lose everything. I am not willing to accept it!" Zhang Gu said.

"Please Di Chen, break the realm and mend the sky, and lead us to conquer the God Realm."

"Please Di Chen, break the realm and mend the sky, reverse the calamity of sacrifice, and strive for the hope of survival for the universe. We are not afraid of sacrifice!"

The realm of truth.

The heavens, the divine kings and deities, the divine army of divine punishment, the heavenly soldiers and the heavenly generals will surround the God-conferring Platform.

There are three floors inside and three floors outside.

The Temple of Time, the Temple of Space, the Palace of Formation Destruction, the Peerless Tower in the Red Dust, and the Chixia Feixian Valley... hundreds of top temples are suspended all over the sky, fixing time and space, and suppressing the rules of heaven and earth.

The corpse of the ancestral dragon hovers above the Conferring God Platform, and the dragon master stands between the two corners of the dragon's head.

Halfway up the mountain, the ancient god Panyuan rode a snow charcoal dragon colt, carrying a battle ax. The rules and order of the semi-ancestral peak were completely released, and the blood flow in the body was like thunder.

All the monks were staring at the "Map of Space, Time and Sky" on the Conferring God Stage.

Such a rigorous preparation and such a lineup show that the gods in heaven attach great importance to the demon.

The reason why they knew that Tianmo and Haotian were inside was because Chan Bing sent a message in advance, and Zhang Ruochen informed them with his spiritual thoughts from the northern universe.

"Boom!"

Streams of divine light of divine punishment soared into the sky, gathered in mid-air, and hit the "Time, Space, and Sky Map."

Suddenly, a crack was torn open in the picture scroll world.

"Wow!"

Brilliant clear light shot out from the cracks. In an instant, it spread throughout the four continents of heaven, illuminating the sea of ​​clouds and the starry sky.

Meng Ge and Haotian rushed out from inside, one after the other.

As soon as Haotian rushed out, he immediately turned back, and the black and yellow halberd in his hand turned into an arrow, dragging out a bright tail, hitting the demon who was about to chase him out, and knocked it back into the "Time, Space and Sky Map".

"Where is the order of heaven?"

The divine voice of Haotian is mighty, with one hand pointing towards the sky.

Suddenly, the wind blew and the clouds rushed, and the order of heaven gathered into a bright Milky Way, falling from the sky and falling towards the "Time, Space and Sky Map", trying to seal the heavenly demon inside.

Haotian knows very well that once an existence like the Demon comes to heaven, the world will be turned upside down and blood will flow like a river.

Fortunately, the gods in heaven have already prepared and have gathered in the realm of truth to help him suppress it.

"It's really Tianzun, Haotian Tianzun!"

The joy of Bian Zhuang, Zhao Gongming and other nine war gods could not be described in words. They turned into nine divine lights and flew rapidly towards Haotian.

This is a friendship that lasts for more than a million years!

That ray of light is their spiritual support and belief, and it cannot be replaced by anyone.

"Tianzun is not dead, he is back like Di Chen! He is back as the ancestor!"

"Who said the universe is doomed to destruction? Don't you see that another ancestor will be born in this world to cope with the end of the world?"

The order of heaven turned into thick chains, entangling the "Time, Space and Heaven Map", suppressing the demonic energy that wanted to escape, and was about to suppress it.

Suddenly.

The star field of all realms where Heaven is located shook.

A radiant palm crushed the void and appeared over the four major continents of heaven.

This palm contains infinite Tao, bringing spiritual pressure to all monks, just like the hand of God and the palm of the Dao. Many monks from all realms were pressed to the ground, their souls trembling.

Haotian looked up, his eyes bright.

This aura does not belong to the Second Confucian Patriarch and Lord Murong. It is more terrifying than the Dark Lord's all invisible forms. There is no doubt that the Immortal from the God Realm took action!

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa"

Zhen Yuan, Xian Xia Chi, Old Drunkard, Xian Music Master, Ling Xi, Princess Demon Butterfly... and other powerful people are already prepared to join forces with the spiritual gods from heaven and more than one trillion spiritual monks from all over the world to defeat them. The Great Array of All Realms was stimulated to the extreme.

Every big world is a formation.

Trillion Ji's mental power was condensed, and a formation seal with a diameter of one light year was formed to welcome the palm falling from the sky.

Haotian put on the Divine Punishment Armor, grabbed the Xuanyuan Halberd of the Xuanyuan Family from the void, grabbed the Xuandi Golden Seal with the other hand, and carried the World of Divine Punishment on his back.

The clear brilliance, divine light of punishment, and dark-yellow divine glow made him look like a peerless god.

Haotian knew about the massacre caused by Yong Zhou's intrusion into Xuanyuan City and the death of Xuanyuan Taizhen.

Old and new hatreds turned into raging flames.

Carrying the power of the Heavenly Punishment Divine Army's military formation, Haotian pierced the sky with a halberd.

"boom!"

The Xuanyuan Halberd collided with the big hand of the sky and turned into a pillar of heaven supporting all realms.

The power of the Human Ancestor was so terrifying that neither the Ten Thousand Worlds Formation nor the Divine Army of Punishment could withstand it, and many monks were on the verge of collapse.

In the Heavenly Palace, thousands of military flags flew out.

The battle flag rises in the wind, releasing the light and shadow of thousands of troops and horses, and bursting out with the brilliance of the ancestors.

After thousands of troops and horses were dyed with the divine glory of the ancestors, they were like being cast from gold and iron.

This battle flag was left by Zhang Ruochen in the Heavenly Palace, and it contains the power of his ancestors. At the critical moment, even if he is outside the 100,000 star field, he can still project the divine power of the ancestor to protect the heaven.

At the same time, Givenchy's heart also spans space and controls thousands of tributaries of the Santu River, just like the roots of a big tree spreading into the big hand of the sky and dividing it.

It can be said that even though Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin are in the far northern universe, they can still project their power to any place in the universe.

Just like the Ancestor of Time and Space, his big hand from the sky was also projected from the God Realm.

The big hand of the sky was defeated, the confidence of all the gods in heaven was greatly increased, and their morale was boosted like never before.

"Haha, the immortal is not invincible!"

"Ancestor of time and space, do you dare to come to this human world? The gods of heaven will fight with you to the end!"

Haotian couldn't bring out the slightest joy because he discovered that despite defeating the big hand of the sky, the "Time, Space and Sky Map" on the Conferring God Stage had disappeared and was swept away by a time and space vortex.

If the Ancestor of Time and Space really comes to heaven in his true form, his fighting power will only become more terrifying. Who can stop him?

Zhang Ruochen's voice rang in Haotian's mind: "Human Ancestor will not come to Heaven! Once he comes, Brahma Heart and I will keep him in Heaven so that he can never return to the God Realm."

"Under the Doomsday Sacrifice, is he going to wait for work in the God Realm?" Haotian said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You can lead an army to conquer the God Realm! He is my opponent. If he does not go down to the realm, I will force him to fight."

Haotian felt an absolute and sharp aura in Zhang Ruochen's voice, like a divine sword unsheathed, thundering across the sky, and going anywhere.

Haotian soared into the sky, appeared at the top of the Ten Thousand Realms Star Field, and shouted: "The ancestors of mankind have stolen the origin of the way of heaven, and are in charge of the way of heaven to destroy the world. How can we accept our fate?"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

There was a sound like a tidal wave in all realms.

"The doomsday sacrifice uses all living beings as sacrifices, eats flesh and blood, destroys our homes, and leaves no way for us to survive. Monks in the world, do you dare to follow me, Xuanyuan Taihao, to conquer the God Realm? If you cannot conquer the God Realm, you will bury your corpse in the God Realm."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The endless fighting spirit was ignited, and the endless killing intent soared into the sky.

Just as Haotian's halberd penetrated the space wall between the Ten Thousand Worlds Star Realm and the God Realm, suddenly, in the Fengdu Ghost City, a Six Paths Seal of Reincarnation rose into the sky.

Six divine lights tore apart the sea of ​​stars, and the evil spirit of Yama rushed straight into the divine realm.

The divine power of Huanghuang's ancestor exploded, and Yan Wushen, the Buddha and the devil, stepped on the boundless sea of ​​corpses, with thousands of Buddha lights above his head, and his roar spread throughout the hell world: "Where is the army of the ten tribes of hell? Come to Fengdu Ghost City quickly. Today I, Yan Wushen, carry the Great Emperor of Fengdu His legacy is to pacify the divine world and kill all enemies."

The shadow under Yan Wushen's feet is exactly the form of Emperor Fengdu.

Emperor Fengdu was originally the enlightened earth soul of Xinghuan Tianzun, and the earth soul was the shadow.

Rakshasa tribe.

Empress Luo Suo has already assembled a large army. Gods, great saints, holy kings, saints, semi-saints, anyone who has the strength to fight, have all gathered in the military formation.

Even the light of fireflies must be gathered into the flames of ancestral killing.

Gu She Jing's divine armor was added to her body, and her heroic spirit was breathtaking. Under her body was a divine beast mount, and she said: "Yan Wushen actually broke through the ancestors in this way!".

"Emperor Fengdu is worthy of being a hero of his generation. He sacrificed millions of years of cultivation to help his descendants, which is admirable!" said Luo Shengtian.

Empress Luo Yi said: "It's all a helpless move! Tianmu was trapped in the Jade Emperor Realm. Without the guidance of the ancestor in the Hell Realm, how could he conquer the God Realm? Yan Wushen was the only person who had the chance to become enlightened in a short time, and he did not let it go. The emperor is disappointed.

Stay and leave seeds for the Rakshasa tribe! "

Luo Shengtian rode forward, riding a divine beast mount, and rushed into the ancient divine road leading to Fengdu Ghost City, saying: "What seeds should I leave behind? Either the whole family will die in battle, or the whole family will triumph."

Empress Luo Yi stopped trying to persuade her, and her eyes flashed: "Go to war!"

"Boom!"

The divine kings of the seven great divine kingdoms of the Rakshasa tribe led seven mighty armies, supported by thousands of formations, and followed Empress Luobi into the ancient divine path.

"Leave!"

The powerful men of the new generation, such as Master Yi Xuan, Greedy Baby, and Fengchen Sword God, and a large number of Shura Palace Masters from the older generation, led the Shura army to walk in the void, pushing the space and rolling nebulae forward.

War flags are flying, drums and horns are shouting.

"Here you go to the God Realm and you will die for the rest of your life. The Immortal Vampire Clan has a tradition that the old one dies and the young one dies. Xue Jue and Xia Huangchao, you two will stay here." The Immortal War God said.

"I think you are an old fool. Where did this bullshit tradition come from? I am the leader of the Immortal Vampire Clan, and I have the final say."

The leader of the Blood Jue clan released the Five Seas, raised the blood dragon halberd, and roared with a stern look: "Undead vampires, those who can breathe, follow the clan leader into the divine world and destroy the main altar. As long as the source of heaven is released, the emperor Chen will be invincible in the entire universe, and all human ancestors and eternal masters will be killed. This is our only chance to make a comeback, kill!"

In the temple, Yan Ting put on heavy armor for Xue Tu, tears never drying up in her eyes.

She swallowed: "After a few days of peace, we have to go to the battlefield again. When will this troubled world end?"

"The death knell has sounded. Yan Wushen, the clan leader, and the master have all sent orders. What can be done?"

"This is the last battle. Follow my senior brother, clan leader, and master to finish this battle and ensure eternal peace for the world."

"When the time comes... I will no longer be the master of the Horrible Palace, and I will no longer be tired of practicing. I will take you, and Ci'er, back to the Blood Sky Tribe, back to the ancestral land, and we will live a good life."

I have been tired of practicing my whole life, fighting for opportunities, fighting for my future, and fighting for my destiny.

It seems that the scenery is endless, but in fact, his head is hanging on his belt, and he may die at any time. The blood slaughter is a little tired!

"Father...Father...are you leaving again?"

Xue Ci'er looked five or six years old, with a delicate and childish voice. She ran in from outside crying, her hair a little disheveled, as if she had just woken up.

She hugged Xue Tu's legs tightly and wouldn't let him leave.

"When father comes back, he will bring many gifts to Ci'er, and then he will never leave again!"

Xue Tu forced out a smile, picked up his youngest daughter, and walked around in the hall.

Subsequently.

As Yan Ting and Xiao Ci'er looked on, they walked outside the palace.

Xuetu knew very well that his life was all about good luck.

Only by persisting can we get to where we are now. However, fighting in the God Realm is truly a life-or-death experience. This time, I’m afraid I won’t be able to come back!

The good luck has long since run out.

Looking back on the past, I think of my stern father, Lord Xue Yao, of my acquaintance with my senior brother, and of Zhiyuan's dangerous experience.

Becoming apprentices to the Blood Queen and Fengtian, thinking of the Temple of Origin and darkness

Too many past events came to mind.

Until, the crying voice of the little daughter calling for "Father" came from behind. The tears in Xue Tu's eyes could no longer be stopped. He quickened his pace and strode away without daring to look back.

The last battle, after fighting this battle, he went back to reunite with them.