God Emperor

The long river of time only manifests itself at the edge of the northern universe. In the storm caused by the ninety-seventh-order spiritual power, the river water rises and surges to the north.

At that time, the King Feima of the Infinite Realm set out from the extreme north of the northern universe and spent nineteen years to reach the northern Beize Great Wall.

The distance is too far!

The gods below the great gods can hardly cross it in their lifetime.

And this distance is the distance that the sacrificial calamity light currently spreads from the Beize Great Wall to the northern universe. What Zhang Ruochen has to cross is not only the time dimension, but also the distant space distance.

He has to carry this vast void with his own strength.

Carrying this void and moving forward in the reverse flow of time.

…

Ji Fanxin sat in the center of the Zhaoshen Lotus, thousands of divine clouds bloomed, and the fragrance of flowers and lotus light spread to every corner of the universe along the Santu River. She was like a glass fairy, her jade arms slowly raised, and her fingers drew glowing arcs.

The arcs drawn were the two spiritual swords that split the sky and the earth.

On the left and on the right, with the edge of the northern universe as the boundary, the vast star field covered by the sacrificial calamity light was separated, and it was completely separated from the heavenly universe, the hell world, the wasteland of heaven, and the wasteland of earth.

"The star field where the sacrificial calamity light and the sword world are located is becoming blurred and disappearing in front of my eyes. What is my mother doing?" Ni He blinked his eyes, very curious.

The moment Bai Qing'er saw Ji Fanxin, she understood a lot of things. Many strange things that happened to her were probably caused by her.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She claimed to be extremely smart, but in the face of the absolute gap in cultivation, any so-called wisdom would appear immature and shallow, and it would be difficult to peek into the truth.

Bai Qing'er explained to Ni He: "She cut off the time connection between the Sword Realm Star Domain and the outside world. From this moment on, Di Chen entered an independent time dimension that is completely different from ours."

"You can understand it as that the time in the universe is originally a long river. Your mother forcibly separated a tributary and used her spiritual power to reverse the tributary."

"Di Chen is using this reverse flow to go to the past in the tributary to rewrite the cause and effect of the Sword Realm Star Domain."

"In this way, what happens in the tributary will not affect the main river."

"Only in this way can Di Chen not suffer from the backlash of cause and effect and have a glimmer of hope."

Ni He nodded thoughtfully, secretly complaining in his heart that his father and mother are better at hiding things than the other. One pretended to be dead and hid in the Heavenly Palace for 30,000 years, and the other hid his invincible spiritual power cultivation.

What is all this?

With such a background, they should all feel honored to have Zhu Tian as their younger brother and let the God as a mount!

Her thoughts drifted far away, and she didn't look like a calm and strong person.

Chi Kongle was thinking about something, a little worried: "The tributary will eventually merge with the main river again. Ni He Niang can't keep separating them forever, right?"

Bai Qing'er said: "On the tributary, there is only a counter-wave. When the counter-wave flows back, the tributary will slowly return to calm. After the tributary returns to calm, it will merge with the main river again, and the impact will be minimal."

"At present, the destructive storm of the sacrificial robbery light is only a local change in the world, and it has not affected the northern universe."

"It has only been half a day since the sacrificial robbery light broke out."

"Change the local space and half a day. Such a backlash can be withstood by Di Chen and Fan Xin's cultivation!"

Yuan Sheng tightly grasped the Bi Hai Hun Yuan Spear, full of vigilance and fighting spirit: "If the immortals in the God Realm attack Ni He Niang at this time, won't Di Chen fail?"

To divide the time between heaven and earth, no matter how high Ji Fan Xin's mental power is, he must go all out.

In this state, let alone the human ancestor's personal attack, even if any of the ancestors came to harass, it could cause the time branch to collapse.

"No."

Wu Yue shook his head gently: "If the immortals in the God Realm wanted to take action, they would have taken action before Di Chen broke through the realm, and would not wait until now."

"Obviously, the immortals in the God Realm are waiting for Di Chen to enter the time reverse flow, waiting for him to carry a heavy burden, and then kill him on the time branch."

"The Di Chen who wants to move forward is the easiest Di Chen to kill."

"If you don't leave hope for Di Chen and Ni He Niang, the immortals in the God Realm can't kill them! Because they will no longer have any burdens, they can fight if they want to, and leave if they want to. In that case, even if the immortals in the God Realm collect the sacrifices... will Di Chen and Ni He Niang give him a chance to absorb them?"

As if to confirm Wu Yue's guess, all the great cultivators whose mental power reached the 90th level and whose martial arts cultivation reached the immortal and infinite level all changed their expressions and looked to the north.

At this moment, across time and space, they sensed several terrifying fluctuations of the power of the ancestors in the Sword Realm Star Region.

The God Realm's hunt for Emperor Chen began!

"What's going on? Why are there so many fluctuations of the ancestors? Are all the ancestors of the God Realm dispatched?"

"No, isn't there only four ancestors in the God Realm? Why are there so many auras? Is the God Realm still hiding its strength?"

Some people exclaimed, some were horrified, and some were worried.

Ji Fanxin, who was sitting on the Shining God Lotus, looked up and looked into the distance.

I saw that beams of ancestral light fell from the God Realm to the tributaries of the long river of time.

The Ancestor of Time and Space, the Second Ancestor of Confucianism, the Lord of Darkness, the White Jade God Emperor, the Sky Demon, the Lord of Murong, the remains of the Xuan Emperor, and the corpse of the Emperor of Truth all went to kill Zhang Ruochen.

Eight ancestors killed one person!

There is no other example of such a battle in ancient and modern times.

The God Realm gave an unparalleled respect to a generation of emperors.

This is a shocking scene, and also a despairing scene. A god shouted sadly: "The Great Emperor of Heaven has just achieved the perfect ancestral path, and he is going to fall. It should be changed to "in the long river of time"? He went for the common people and fought for the entire universe, but he put himself in a desperate situation."

No matter whether Zhang Ruochen is the Heavenly Dao itself, in the eyes of the world, he is already the Heavenly Dao!

"The Great Emperor of Heaven" - is the title given to him by the world.

"Isn't the God Realm afraid that the main altar will be destroyed? This is completely ignoring the gods of the world!"

Xuanyuan Lian, Luo Yan, Xiang Chunan, Hai Shang Youruo, Zhang Hongchen, Chi Kongle... and other cultivators were all extremely sad and angry. While worrying about Zhang Ruochen, a monstrous killing intent could not be suppressed in their chests. They summoned the artifacts and soldiers and were about to kill the God Realm.

"The God Realm is not your battlefield. You have to stay here. Someone on this side of time has to pick him up. If he needs it, the cultivators on this side... must be prepared to sacrifice their lives for the sake of justice at any time."

Ji Fanxin stopped them.

The cultivators present naturally had to obey her. After the Tiandao Emperor's battle, only Zhaoshenlian could challenge the God Realm, dispatch the world, and coordinate the situation.

"Whether it's killing or sacrificing our lives, whoever frowns will be a son of a bitch. But what should we do now? The ancestors of the God Realm have all gone to the long river of time. Zhang Ruochen will definitely not be able to bear it. We can't just sit there and wait for death! Absolutely not!"

Niu Jianqiang got angry and wanted to rush into the long river of time. Xiang Chunan, Xiaohei, the Elephant-swallowing Rabbit, and the Demon Ape came together. Some grabbed the horns, some pulled the tail, some hugged the neck, and some rode on the back. They almost couldn't hold it down.

Ji Fanxin ignored them and released the pieces of the World-destroying Chimes she got from Zhang Ruochen, neatly surrounding her.

Only a small part of the whole set!

More than 20 bronze chimes, driven by her spiritual power, became ancient and heavy, with divine light flowing, releasing the most domineering and cold Dao power in the world from the inside out.

The chimes swayed and rang, and the pleasant sound spread throughout the universe.

The chimes of destruction in the hands of dozens of doomsday priests were uncontrollably vibrated.

Amid screams, these powerful doomsday priests were shattered into blood mist by the sound waves.

The doomsday priests in the God Realm were no exception.

The ninety-seventh-level spiritual power can reach any area in the universe.

"Hua! Hua! Hua..."

Each bronze chime, like a divine weapon that traveled through the ancient years, broke through the space, turned into a dazzling meteor, and flew to the northern universe.

The God Realm was hit with holes.

Many starry skies in the Hell Realm and the Heavenly Court experienced space collapse.

After a moment, sixty-five bronze chimes were gathered and arranged in the void above the gods of the sword world, like stars emitting green divine light, flying out along the edge of the northern universe.

Ji Fanxin wanted to use the world-destroying chimes to divide the time of the two star regions, so as to free up some strength for herself.

She was certainly worried about Zhang Ruochen, but she was not as desperate as the gods, thinking that Zhang Ruochen would die in the hunt of the eight ancestors. Because, with the existence of the three ancestors Haotian, Yan Wushen, and Shiji Niangniang, the ancestors of the gods could not really come out in full force.

There must be some reason for this!

…

The long river of time is magnificent and the waves are surging.

The Luozu Yunshan Realm is like a cosmic ark, eroded by the rules of time. The blood moon above is strange and scarlet, and there are constantly He Luo fish falling from the blood moon along the ladder waterfall, pushing the world forward.

Zhang Ruochen stands alone on the end of the world, his figure is as straight as a gun, and his hair and clothes are blowing in the wind.

This is the highest terrain in the Luozuyun Mountain Realm!

Tianmu and Acala met here when they were young girls.

Later, Tianmu left a stone tablet with the words "trapped in love all my life, cut off the world and cut off my heart".

Dimu died here.

Fengdu Emperor was exiled to the future by the Seventy-two Lotuses and Thunder Punishment Heavenly Venerable.

Many cultivators have left a strong and colorful mark here. Today it's Zhang Ruochen's turn!

"Wow!"

The sky is full of divine martial marks, flashing black, white, gold, silver, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple... various colors, colorful and flowing, with both the romantic magnificence of the firefly world and the vastness and magnificence of the gathering of thousands of paths.

The sacrificial robbery light is constantly retreating under the impact of the long river of time.

"Hua! Hua! Hua..."

Zhang Ruochen felt the killing aura of the ancestors from the God Realm. He had expected it and was calm in his heart. He looked up slightly and heard the deafening voice of the ancestors: "Zhang Ruochen, I am here to send you off!"

The voice of the Dark Lord arrived immediately: "Carrying the entire star field forward, can you reach the other side?"

The voice of Murong Lord was a little old: "The colorful sea of ​​light you don't want, I took it! I have 60% of the power of quantity, and you have absorbed 20% so far?"

The regretful voice of the second Confucian ancestor sounded in the time dimension: "The rules of this game of chess were set by the human ancestor, and no one can regret it. The reverse flow of time is the last killing move prepared for you, you shouldn't jump in."

...

The space above the long river of time cracked, and the barrier of time rules was torn apart by a dazzling white light.

A white tiger that was thousands of miles tall swooped down!

It had a magnificent body, was hairless, and was made of white jade.

It swallowed the world with its breath and split the sea of ​​stars with one claw.

This claw of the White Jade Divine Emperor contained the ancestral divine power cultivated over countless epochs. It could kill souls, break paths, split the sky and the earth. Just a light touch was enough to shatter a corner of the Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm.

Looking at the fierce claw marks of the ancestor, even though Zhang Ruochen had never seen the White Jade Emperor, he knew the origin of this tiger.

The eternal and terrifying aura on it was far superior to Tianmu, Haotian, Corpse Nightmare, Murong Lord and others, and it had a domineering aura that no one else in the world could match.

"It's not as good as the beginning of the world!"

Zhang Ruochen was calm and composed, holding the Shenyuan Divine Sword in one hand and the Dripping Blood Divine Sword in the other, one black and one red. The sword power instantly climbed to the peak, and the tiger claws were struck horizontally.

One word cut off the road of the common people!

The Shenyuan Divine Sword had just been swung...

In the sky behind him, the time rule barrier was torn open again.

The figure of Murong Lord appeared in the vastness, drawing the power of the magnificent volume, and striking out endless thunder.

"Boom!"

These thunder beams were dense and dazzling, and each one was as strong as the sixteenth dimensional calamity, which could kill half of the ancestor.

If one is not enough, ten thousand will be superimposed.

The lightning beams gathered together, enough to intimidate the ancestor and force him to flee.

After refining the colorful sea of ​​light, Lord Murong not only recovered all his cultivation, but also had a much stronger combat power than before.

Facing the fierce attack of the White Jade Divine Emperor, Zhang Ruochen could not flee, so he could only use the Nine Cauldrons to protect his body and withstand these lightning beams.

"Boom!"

The Shenyuan Divine Sword collided with the Tiger Claw, raising infinite Dao light.

The huge impact force caused the Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm to shake, as if it was about to stop.

"Boom boom!"

Countless lightning beams were blocked by the Dark Cauldron suspended behind Zhang Ruochen.

The Dark Cauldron was like a black hole that could never be filled, absorbing all energy and light. But Lord Murong was the ancestor, and his cultivation was too terrifying. The lightning beams continued to light up the black hole, as if to melt the Dark Cauldron.

"Wow!"

The stone knife cut through the sky and the earth, and the demonic energy surged from the left bank of the long river of time.

On the bank of the long river, the majestic and domineering figure of the demon stood there, holding a knife in one hand, as if picking stars with one hand, breaking the universe with one knife, and splitting the Luozuyun Mountain Realm.

"Boom!"

A rusty spear stabbed down from the God Realm.

The spear tip was as big as a mountain, carrying the ancient charm of time, giving people a terrifying power that can penetrate the universe.

This spear was stabbed by the remains of the Xuan Emperor.

It seemed to have stabbed from the ancient times and arrived in this era, to stop the flow of time and block Zhang Ruochen's way.

Xuanyuan Xuan Emperor, also known as Hei Qi, was a disciple of the ancestor of mankind and founded the Temple of Time. Although the Xuan Emperor was a wreck, his attainments in the way of time were still the best among all the ancestors of ancient and modern times.

In just a moment, four ancestors took action, not giving Zhang Ruochen any chance to breathe.

At any other time, Zhang Ruochen would definitely escape immediately, and would not be so self-righteous as to think that he could fight four alone. Or he could use the kite-flying method, fighting and retreating, defeating them one by one.

But at this moment.

He could only advance, not retreat.

He could only endure the four ancestors' hunting, and could not escape, and could not choose a method that was better for him.

Moreover, he had to divide his strength to protect Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm and the long river of time.

It can be said that he was at a disadvantage.

In this situation, even if Wu Zu was alive, he could only give up reversing time and retreat decisively!

But at this moment, countless ideas of breaking the situation emerged in Zhang Ruochen's mind in an instant, but he did not retreat. At this critical moment, he used the earth tripod and the sky tripod to protect his body, respectively, to resist the sword light of the demon from the left bank and the spear falling from the sky.

"Roar!"

Zhang Ruochen let out a long roar, and the blood in his body boiled. His hair crown broke in the qi, and his hair was messy.

He wanted to increase his fighting spirit and momentum to the peak.

Shen Yuan blocked the tiger claw.

The blood-dripping sword in the other hand slashed from bottom to top.

The sword light and the divine light of creation shone at the same time, and with a crushing force, the tiger claws of the White Jade Emperor were cut off. Then, the body leaped up, stepped on time with one foot, stepped on space with the other, and flew to the top of the White Jade Emperor's head.

Stepping on the tiger's head.

The power of time and space fell heavily on the toes, spreading like ripples of water waves, pressing the Emperor to bow his head, and the tiger roar in his mouth became muffled.

The next moment.

Zhang Ruochen borrowed the ejection power of time and space and rushed up, his eyes fixed on the collision between the Heavenly Cauldron and the spear.

He knew very well that the Heavenly Cauldron alone could not stop the spear pierced by the remains of the Xuan Emperor.

The remains should have been left behind during the battle in the Jade Realm that year, containing the most vigorous blood and the most original ancestral power of the Xuan Emperor, and could burst out some of the power of the beginning and the end of the world.

"Not good!"

Suddenly.

A sense of extreme danger came over Zhang Ruochen, making him feel cold all over.

The Lord of Darkness appeared silently in the space on his left.

Five fingers like claws, clasping Zhang Ruochen's left arm, the fingertips piercing into the flesh, directly grasping the hand bone.

Zhang Ruochen's physique is strong, but the hands of the Dark Lord are the hands of an immortal, harder than divine weapons, and can transform everything into an invisible form, of course, they can break his physical defense.

The Dark Lord's attainments in the Way of Darkness and the Way of Space are both at the pinnacle.

But even so, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to get close to Zhang Ruochen so easily without being seen through. The reason is that the siege of the four ancestors made Zhang Ruochen lose sight of one thing while focusing on another.

He must also be wary of the most terrifying ancestor of time and space.

This gave the Dark Lord an opportunity to take advantage of!

"Emperor Chen is going to die today, and I am here to send you off because of our old friendship. You lost the Earth Cauldron and the Heaven Cauldron to protect your arms, and I will take them!"

The five fingers of the Dark Lord's other hand clasped Zhang Ruochen's shoulder, and blood immediately flowed, and the bones made an explosive sound of breaking.

Zhang Ruochen took one last look at Tianding, which was falling rapidly upwards after being hit by the spear, and realized that if the spear fell, the time of the reverse flow would be affected.

But the pain coming from his left arm and the cold and biting dark energy forced him to deal with the Dark Lord first.

"Pfft!"

Zhang Ruochen's left arm was torn off by the Dark Lord.

Blood spilled across the sky, and rain of blood poured over Luozu Yunshan Realm.

However, before the Dark Lord had any chance to be happy, a blood-red sword stabbed straight into his heart.

It was the left arm that was torn off, and the bloody sword in his hand.

"Little tricks..."

The Dark Lord had just grabbed the blood-dropping sword and was about to refine it with the Invisible Seal of All Things. Above his head, the Shen Yuan Divine Sword slashed down and landed on his neck.

"Chi!"

The sword edge cut off a third of his neck, almost separating his body and head.

This sword struck the Dark Lord so hard that his whole body trembled, and his eyes were full of surprise. Who would have thought that, faced with the siege of several ancestors, Zhang Ruochen could still wound him with one sword?

The Dark Lord was out of control and fell rapidly downwards.

Zhang Ruochen suddenly fell down and stepped on his chest with a faster speed.

"Bang!"

Yu Ding rotated and flew around the thigh, moving like a celestial body in the tiny space, and then rotated over the knees and calves, hitting the Dark Lord hard.

"Boom!"

The Dark Lord fell into Luozu Yunshan Realm, creating a bottomless sinkhole.

Zhang Ruochen had no time to continue his attack, so he propped up the witch cauldron and mobilized the rules of witchcraft that had long been gathered in Luozu Yunshan Realm to resist the spear that was thrust straight down.

The two forces collided, emitting a loud sound like the tolling of a heavenly bell.

Taking this opportunity, Master Murong landed on the ground of Luo Zuyun Mountain Realm, millions of miles away, and pressed his palm to the ground.

Countless tribulation thunder beams rushed along the ground, like a group of dragons marching, bursting out with dense thunderous sounds, scattering the divine marks between heaven and earth, and arrived in front of Zhang Ruochen in an instant.

"Wow!"

Dazzling blood flew out from the bottom of the smoky sinkhole.

It's Zhang Ruochen's broken arm!

Holding a blood-dropping sword in his broken arm, he swung out a sword energy in the shape of a crescent moon, killing all the incoming tribulation lightning beams.

Immediately afterwards, Broken Arm merged with Tianding, raised his sword and flew towards Lord Murong.

"Boom!"

After more than a dozen confrontations, Broken Arm gained the upper hand and reached the head of Murong Zhuzhu.

"Is one arm so strong?"

Master Murong turned around and ran away.

If this scene happened in the universe, it would definitely shock the jaws of countless gods. With a broken arm, he can chase down an ancestor and chop him down. He is ridiculously strong. This is the style of the Tiandao Emperor.

"Bang!"

Not long after, Master Murong's mental power body was hacked and exploded, turning into wisps of smoke.

This is not his true identity!

The true form of the ancestor is in the God Realm.

However, this mental power body can be called the most powerful magical power of Master Murong, and the combat power that can be unleashed in a short period of time is not inferior to that of the real body.

To be precise, it was originally the means by which the real body went all out, but it just spanned the dimensions of time and space.

When Zhang Ruochen defeated the White Jade God Emperor, the Dark Lord, and the Demon, two rounds of the Divine Sun, one black and one white, appeared on the river of time, reflecting the entire time and space into clear black and white colors.

Around the two rounds of Shenyang, criss-crossing formation lines appeared, converging into a chessboard.

"In the Heavenly Chess Formation, Yan Tingqiu is about to take action!"

Zhang Ruochen did not dare to underestimate the second Confucian ancestor.

After refining three World Trees, the Second Confucian Ancestor has become the most peak existence below the ninety-seventh level, not much weaker than the White Jade God Emperor who has lived for countless billions of years.

Once caught in the chess formation of heaven and man, the Second Confucian Patriarch could mobilize the energy of heaven and earth in the divine world and the universe to trap Zhang Ruochen, which is equivalent to drawing a ground as a prison, so that he cannot go to the past or return to the future.

"I'm here to help you stabilize the tide on the long river of time. You just have to go all out."

Givenchy's heart's voice comes from the future.

The brilliance erupting from the Illuminating God Lotus came from the future and caught up with Luo Zu Yunshan Realm.

"boom!"

An invisible and endless circle burst out from Zhang Ruochen's body. The fifty-four regiments of Daoguang and Jiuding flew out together to build his own ancestral world.

"Bang!"

"puff!"

"ah……"

In an instant, the White Jade God Emperor, the Heavenly Demon, and the Dark Lord were all thrown away by this unparalleled shock force, and the ancestors were like falling leaves.

The situations of the three ancestors are different.

The White Jade God Emperor was hit by the Void Cauldron, and his body exploded directly, turning into a cloud-like white ancestral divine light just like the previous Lord Murong.

The demon was knocked away by the Wuji Circle, his body was deformed, the ancestor's body was internally injured, and black demon blood spit out from his mouth.

The Dark Lord was hit by the Cauldron of Truth, and the scream was very sad. He and the Demon came here in their true form, and with his cultivation, they wouldn't be so bad.

Zhang Ruochen believed that the Dark Lord probably wanted to preserve his strength and was making his own plans.

"How could it be so terrifying? The Great Emperor of Heavenly Dao... is even better than Bai Yuan in the past, and is already above the immortal... Poof..."

The Dark Lord retreated to the edge of Luo Zu Yunshan Realm, his face turned pale, he clutched his chest tightly, vomited out a mouthful of ancestral blood, and then escaped from the river of time without looking back, towards the God Realm.

The battle just now was indeed an act, but the Dark Lord did go all out and was really frightened by Zhang Ruochen's explosive fighting power.

He was at a disadvantage in both time and place, and was besieged by the five ancestors, but he was able to break through the situation and successively defeated the power of Lord Murong, the remains of Emperor Xuan, and the White Jade Divine Emperor sent to the long river of time.

The Dark Lord was of course unwilling to stay here for long, and he dared not imagine how terrified Zhang Ruochen would be after entering a desperate state.

"Wow!"

The vast and boundless long river of time suddenly lit up and turned into a galaxy.

It was the reflection of the universe of the Great Emperor of Truth above.

The "universe world" and the "heaven and man chess formation" fell at the same time. Above the world, the body of the Great Emperor of Truth was covered with golden clothes, and it was unknown how many billions of miles high, like a giant looking down at the entire universe.

Outside the chess formation, the second Confucian ancestor was as tall as the body of the Great Emperor of Truth, and the entire three realms were his chessboard.

At the same time, the White Jade Divine Emperor, Lord Murong, and the remains of Emperor Xuan, who were in the God Realm, were all gathering their spirits and rules, preparing to cross time and space and launch the next wave of attacks on Zhang Ruochen.

"Boom!"

The God Realm shook, the ground trembled, and it was hit hard by the ancestor.

The clear light, the dark yellow divine light, and the divine light of heavenly punishment rose from the land of the God Realm, spreading from the end of the horizon to the mountains of Tianshi Wuzhong.

There was the sound of the divine drum, which spread for thousands of miles without attenuation.

There were war horns, which sounded in all directions.

Dust engulfed the mountains, and the battle flags covered the clouds.

Haotian led the nine war gods and the God of Heavenly Punishment Army, and was at the forefront, rushing out of the horizon, throwing the Xuanyuan halberd in his hand, dragging a tail thousands of miles long.

"Boom!"

On the outskirts of the mountains, a tall and majestic mountain was hit and collapsed with a loud bang, and rubble flew all over the sky.

"Flatten the God Realm, push down the main altar, release the origin of the Heavenly Dao, and return the world to clarity!"

The divine voice of Haotian's ancestor was mighty and spread throughout the God Realm, and the mountains shook.

The "Pan Yuan Ancient God" riding on the snow-charcoal dragon horse, the "Dragon Lord" driving the corpse of the ancestor dragon, the "Gai Mie" standing on the Xiongxiao Demon Temple, the "Meng Ge" carrying the Temple of Truth, the "Xian Music Master" playing the pipa, Xianxia Chi, the old drunkard, the Zhenwu Emperor, Hunyuan Tian...

One after another, the top masters, each led an army that could not be seen at the end of the army to kill into the God Realm.

The entire God Realm turned into a battlefield, and the sound of killing was endless.

"Who can compete with me when I have achieved the great success of the Five Elements False Ancestor Body? Who dares to fight below the ancestor of the God Realm?"

The Taoist holding the Wuqi whisk, he cut through the mountains when he met them, and killed the gods when he met them. There were corpses all along the way, and the world turned upside down with a wave of his hand. He felt that it was difficult to meet an enemy in the God Realm, and it was far less powerful than he imagined. It can be said that it was just a false name, a chicken and a dog, nothing more than that, and he was very disappointed.

All the cultivators' divine martial marks were taken away by Zhang Ruochen.

This time, the Wuji mark replaced the Shenwu mark, not the Taiji mark.

Therefore, there was no need to comprehend the time and run-in period, and 99% of the previous combat power could be directly burst out, and the impact was minimal.

This was also a sign of Zhang Ruochen's perfect cultivation!

"Damn it, they came to the Tianshi Wuzhong Mountains so quickly, I will suppress them."

The White Jade Emperor gave up attacking Zhang Ruochen on the long river of time, and instead used the condensed magical power to attack Haotian who arrived outside the Tianshi Wuzhong Mountains.

The magical power turned into a white tiger that devoured the world, knocking Haotian, who had just taken back the Xuanyuan Halberd, flying backwards, and retreated to the Tianfa Divine Army. With the help of the Tianfa Divine Light and the Divine Army formation, the force of the collision was resolved.

A moment later, the White Jade Emperor's true body descended, and he did not take Haotian and the Tianfa Divine Army seriously at all, and rushed directly into the army formation.

"The younger generation Yan Wushen is visiting the God Realm. Where is the Human Ancestor? Do you dare to fight to the death?"

Yan Wushen's voice came from the clouds in the sky.

The dark clouds of death were running at high speed, swallowing the colorful clouds of the God Realm. Fengdu Ghost City gradually emerged from the clouds. The city was so dilapidated, but all the cultivators in the city released a strong murderous aura of not looking back at death.

Yan Wushen stood on the broken wall, facing the Tianshi Wuzhong Mountains that were getting closer and closer.

The swastika green dragon coiled over the Fengdu Ghost City. The Taoism, rules, and aura were completely integrated with Yan Wushen, and the two were indistinguishable from each other.

Yan Wushen dared to challenge like this, not because he really thought he had the strength to fight with the Human Ancestor, but because he knew that the more he restrained the power of the God Realm, the more life Zhang Ruochen would have.

Zhang Ruochen's life was the life of the entire universe.

Only if he returned to the past and destroyed the main altar on the Wuding Sea of ​​Gods could he truly solve the root cause of the sacrificial robbery light.

"What an arrogant Yan Wushen, a mere Six Paths of Reincarnation dares to challenge a strong man of the level of Tianshijizhong? Renzu does not need to pay attention to such a junior, I will teach him a lesson."

The Dark Lord who escaped back to the God Realm seized the opportunity, drove the ancient abandoned city, and rushed out of the high mountain wasteland.

Seeing the ancient abandoned city flying over, Yan Wushen took a deep breath, and his tiger eyes burst into a flame of fighting intent, and drove the Hades City to meet it.

"Boom!"

The two cities collided, setting off circles of energy ripples, and the space of heaven and earth rolled and boiled.

As soon as they clashed, the battle entered a white-hot stage.

Yan Wushen was playing like a life-and-death game, his blood burned, and his golden body burned into a red color, a hundred or a thousand times hotter than a star.

No matter what realm the Dark Lord was in or how strong he was, Yan Wushen was determined to rush over at the fastest speed.

The Dark Lord was not his target, but the Tianshiwuzhong Divine Mountain was.

Kill the Tianshi Wuzhong Divine Mountain and destroy the main altar. He can pay any price for this.

"Oh no, another one who doesn't want to die."

The Dark Lord frowned and retreated while fighting. He hated this kind of ancestor who didn't value life and seemed like he would explode the source of God at any time.

"It's too easy for the ancestor to reach this level. The ancestors of other eras would never reach this level."