God Emperor

"The Death Clan muster the strength of the entire clan to ask the Ancestor of Man for advice!"

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The telekinesis of the "Death God Sacrifice" clan crossed endless time and space and landed on the Ancestor of Man.

Telekinesis is invisible, but it is everywhere.

It turned into a series of half-real and half-virtual divine chains that intertwined. Even though the Ancestor of Man had the best cultivation in ancient and modern times, he was restrained for a breath at this moment.

The fetters, restraints, thoughts, and spirits from the vast human world were imposed on him.

One bow, one breath.

Take this opportunity.

"Hua! Hua! Hua! Hua! Hua!"

The Cauldron of Origin, the Cauldron of Time, the Cauldron of Void, the Cauldron of Light, and the Cauldron of Darkness, the five cauldrons flowed out like a shuttle, and hit the Starry Sky Cliff falling from the sky above the Temple of Destiny.

The five cauldrons were controlled by Zhang Ruochen now. How many people in the world could stop them?

"Boom!"

After being hit repeatedly, the millions of miles high Starry Sky Cliff shook violently, then shattered, and finally exploded, spilling out energy ripples that destroyed the world.

It was like being punched five times by a witch ancestor.

Amidst the rubble, Zhang Ruochen's shadows flew up.

The Heavenly Demon stood in the sky, holding a stone knife in his hand. When he raised it to his head, the ancestor's momentum and demonic power reached the peak.

The Hell Map, the Nine Nether Map, the Ascending Dragon Map, the Burial Realm Map, the Blood Axe Map, the Dark Moon Map...the thirty-six scenes on the "Heavenly Demon Stone Carving" were fully revealed.

Each scene was a perfect and peerless magical power.

With one slash, all thirty-six scenes gathered together and chopped Zhang Ruochen who was coming against the trend.

It seemed to be able to split time and space and divide the universe.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were as calm as water, and he waved his arms without thinking. The arm and palm turned into a thousand-foot-long light and shadow, shattering the peerless sword light of the ancestor's attack.

The stone knife broke, and the arms of the demon were bloody.

Even if your ancestor's cultivation and supernatural powers are invincible, facing the Emperor of Heavenly Dao is like a firefly compared to the bright moon.

"Swish!"

Zhang Ruochen's escape light accelerated, breaking the defense of the ancestor's order field.

He grabbed his neck and then swooped down.

This grab contained the power of the Five Breaking Spirit Hands. All the power in the demon's body was shattered, the rules and order became chaotic, and the ancestor's aura was gone.

"You should have died thousands of years ago. You have endured thousands of years of pain for no reason... I think that if you are a free and unrestrained person like you, and you still have your own thoughts, you will definitely not be willing to be enslaved like a puppet."

"Demon, rest in peace, I will help you get rid of it!"

At this moment, what appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes was the arrogant figure of the demon who swung the knife to save him when he went to Taichu to practice the first-grade holy will.

That was a favor Zhang Ruochen owed!

The demon's resolute and angular face was full of messy long hair. There was no sharpness and edge in his eyes, only endless emptiness and desolation.

The former first supreme pillar, the demon lord who ended the chaos...in fact, he has long passed away.

In the long river of time below, the ancestor of time and space has broken free from the power of the death god's sacrifice, and his thoughts have touched the demon, triggering the ancestor's divine source in his body.

"Chichi!"

The divine mark on the demon's forehead emerged, showing a red-gold color.

The body began to burn.

Zhang Ruochen took the lead and shattered the demon's forehead. He took out the burning ancestral divine source from his sea of ​​​​gods and held it in his palm like a magic lamp.

The small world in the palm condensed into a time-stopping ice crystal, freezing the ancestral divine source that had already cracked.

There was a fist-sized blood hole in the demon's forehead. It seemed to have lost all its strength and fell down. The body was gradually frozen into the time ice crystal.

With a plop, it fell into the long river of time.

In the distance, Xutian, Fengtian, Chanbing, Xiuchen, Xuetu, Que, Haishang Youruo...and other top gods used various means to block the fragments of Xingtian Cliff falling from the sky.

"What happened just now? Xingtian Cliff was shattered like this, and the demon fell like this?" The gods of the Temple of Destiny looked at the body of the demon falling into the long river of time and were shocked for a long time.

In recent years, major events have occurred frequently, but seeing an ancestor die in front of one's eyes is still a shocking thing.

Xue Tu's blood was boiling, and he laughed wildly with excitement: "How can we guess the battle between the ancestors? It seemed to be just a moment just now, but it is possible that thousands of years have passed in the time dimension created by my senior brother."

Hai Shang Youruo said: "Emperor Chen's Taoism is very advanced, how can ordinary ancestors be his opponents? What's more, the state of the demon is a little abnormal no matter how you look at it."

Defeat the demon and take the source of God, it's easy.

The morale of the army of the Temple of Destiny on the long river of time is high.

They didn't know the danger just now, they only saw the mythical side of Emperor Chen. From ancient times to now, no one has ever heard of anyone who can take away the source of God of the ancestor.

No one knows that in the northern universe and the Santu River, the whole dead clan died, the blood dyed the starry sky red, the bones covered the ancient god road, and there were very few survivors.

This victory was exchanged for the lives of the dead clan.

"Be careful! All cultivators, listen up and support the gates of destiny!"

Feng Tian stared at the sudden collision between the Space-Time Ancestor and Zhang Ruochen in front of him, his eyes were extremely heavy. After giving the order, he immediately played six volumes of the "Book of Destiny" and supported the twelve gates of destiny.

Just a moment ago.

Zhang Ruochen held the Ancestral Divine Source of the Sky Demon that was about to explode, escaped into the universe, opened up a space-time road under his feet, and hit the Ancestor with a palm.

Now he is going to fight back!

The Ancestor of Time and Space knew Zhang Ruochen's intention, which was purely a lose-lose strategy, leaving no escape route for himself or for him.

If he doesn't accept this palm, Zhang Ruochen will definitely rush over to stop the doomsday sacrifice.

Take this palm...

"boom!"

The two collided.

The ancestral divine source of the demon exploded, and the space in the core area shook violently, and the light was extremely bright.

When it is extremely bright, it becomes dark, like turning into an unstable black hole.

The destructive storm exploded by the Ancestral Divine Source first tore apart the long river of time, and then rushed towards the seventy-two-story tower and the second Confucian Ancestor in the past, as well as the Temple of Destiny in the future.

The seventy-two-story tower was quite close to the Second Confucian Ancestor, and was blown away by the storm, falling into the turbulence of time and space.

The destructive storm that surged into the future was mostly offset by the eternal sea of ​​​​divine with a diameter of one light-year, and then it collided with the Temple of Destiny.

"Wow!"

Behind the Temple of Destiny, countless gates of destiny rose up among the army of monks.

"Bang bang..."

The Gates of Destiny exploded one after another, and the monks in the army were torn apart.

Even though they were far apart in time and space, they were still unstoppable, causing countless casualties.

Fortunately, they held on!

The long river of time collapsed to the bottom of the Temple of Destiny, where it was stabilized and stopped spreading.

Xu Tian, ​​Feng Tian, ​​and Chan Bing, who were in the half-ancestral realm, stood at the front of the temple. Their bodies were riddled with holes, their divine clothes turned into bloody clothes, and their faces were rapidly eroded by the power of time.

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Zhang Ruochen and the Ancestor of Time and Space endured the explosion of the Ancestral God at almost zero distance. Both of them were severely injured, their bodies became shattered, and few bones were intact.

Even the ancestral rules and order in the body have been wiped away countless times.

Such trauma is enough to affect the foundation of the ancestors, and it cannot be healed in a short time.

After a while.

Zhang Ruochen's broken body stabilized in the turbulent flow of time and space, immediately activating the eternal and infinite power of Taoism, gathering the broken time and space, and reuniting the long river of time.

"Since the years are gone, why bother to reunite them?"

The ancestor of time and space had three thousand feet of white hair, his eyes were marked with the sun and moon, he stepped out of the world and attacked Zhang Ruochen in a domineering manner.

How could he be senile?

It was like an ancient divine sword that looked full of rust but was still extremely sharp. This sword, with its two cold edges, kills people.

In fact, as long as the long river of time is broken, the purpose of the ancestors of time and space will be achieved, and they will be invincible.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen's location at this moment is getting closer to the Temple of Destiny behind him!

The aftermath of their confrontation at this level can wipe out the entire army of the Temple of Destiny.

Zhang Ruochen would not let the Ancestor of Time and Space succeed. He would give up reuniting with the River of Time and attack them as fast as possible, trying to get as far away from the Temple of Destiny as possible.

"boom!"

When they punched out with both fists, both of them were exerting the power of time and space, and both contained eternal and infinite power.

The light waves spread and the sky collapsed.

"Pfft! Hold up...the Gate of Destiny..."

"Burn the divine blood, burn the life essence, it's impossible to retreat!"

"The river of fate is still going against me, and the long river of time is still flowing backwards... The emperor just gives it a try, we can hold on..."

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The monks in the army of the Temple of Destiny fell in pieces.

But it still pushes forward the long river of time, moving forward step by step, making the years go against the flow.

In the turbulence of time and space, the second Confucian ancestor reunited behind the ancestor of spiritual power and found that the seventy-two-story tower had flown towards the ancestor of time and space.

Once the Ancestor of Time and Space is allowed to take charge of the seventy-two-story tower, the balance of the battle will inevitably be broken.

This weapon was an extremely important trump card for the Ancestor of Time and Space, and it took countless efforts and calculations to achieve its success.

"Eh!"

The Second Confucian Patriarch discovered that the originally turbulent time and space suddenly became stable.

Looking towards Zhang Ruochen.

I saw that his whole body was exuding dazzling divine glow, his hair turned into thousands of divine rivers, and nine bright stars were suspended above his head, emitting nine completely different ancient powers.

That kind of momentum and Tao Yun made even the Second Confucian Patriarch kneel down and bow in admiration.

"Jiuding...Jiuding finally unites with Tao in a true sense, commanding the world, and all races respect it! How long did it take for him to seize control of the remaining four tripods?"

It was just before, after the divine origin of the ancestor of the demon exploded, the ancestor of time and space thought that Zhang Ruochen was going to reunite with the river of time.

In fact, at that time, Zhang Ruochen was destroying the four tripod weapon spirits controlled by Ren Zu.

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The Ancestor of Time and Space flew down to the seventy-two-story tower. His physical body had completely condensed back, and he was still as immortal as before. However, the look in Zhang Ruochen's eyes no longer seemed like he was looking at a junior like before. An outstanding underachiever.

Now it’s time to look down and pay attention.

This look has been seen by less than five people since ancient times.

He said: "The soul-eating curse of Ming Ancestor?"

After refining the Illuminating Lotus, Zhang Ruochen's current spell skills are not inferior to those of the Ming Ancestor.

Previously, the soul-eating curse was used to swallow up the weapon spirits of the four tripods, thus regaining control of the four tripods.

Zhang Ruochen also reunited with his ancestor's physical body. His young and tough body exuded a supreme and peerless demeanor: "From now on, this battle only belongs to you and me!"

"Wow!"

Fifty-four groups of light burst out from the body, and together with the Qiyu in the Xuan Fei and the Jiuding, formed sixty-four light and shadows, surpassing the forty-five numbers in "Luo Shu" and the fifty-five numbers in "He Tu".

The Ancestor of Time and Space was cautious and raised a seventy-two-story tower. Seventy-two regular rivers gush out from the tower door and hit Zhang Ruochen who was flying towards him.

"Break it for me!"

The seventy-two regular rivers were torn apart by Zhang Ruochen in an instant.

The Jiuding collided with the seventy-two-story tower, and the ancestors of time and space could not resist it and flew backwards.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

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Zhang Ruochen's energy and blood surged, and he strode forward, one step at a time, completely gaining the upper hand, knocking the ancestors of time and space and the seventy-two-story tower towards the past.

The Ancestor of Time and Space did not panic. Even if he was retreating, he was still very organized and able to deal with the various magical powers and tactics used by Zhang Ruochen.

"The long river of time has been broken. Even if you go to the doomsday sacrifice, you still need to pay the price of your life to have a chance to reverse the future. But, it is only a chance!"

Zhang Ruochen was not affected by it, his fighting methods became more fierce and his blood was strong: "How many people paid the price of their lives to win this opportunity? Even if the long river of time has been shattered, even if they have to endure the backlash of heaven and earth and die, this is still It’s a done deal, and I will never change it even if I die.”

"The nine paths are united into one, the seal of heaven."

Zhang Ruochen created the magic in a single thought. Yin and Yang, five elements of time and space, and nine paths merged into one, turning into an all-encompassing heavenly seal that struck the void. The power of shock penetrated the seventy-two-story tower and fell on the ancestor of time and space.

The Ancestor of Time and Space's chest was sunken, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, the blood at the corner of his mouth burned, and then the blood of the ancestor turned into an endless sea of ​​fire in his body.

Renzu's body is like a torch, and his power continues to grow.

"I finally force you to fight with burning blood! Cause and effect are easy to circulate, and the attack and defense are now easy."

Zhang Ruochen ignited the blood in his body without any hesitation, his fighting spirit was frighteningly strong, and his eyes were as sharp as a blade.

"Wow!"

The Ancestor of Time and Space pointed upward, and a passage connecting to the God Realm suddenly opened.

At the end of the passage is the main altar wrapped in swirling clouds and mist.

In the swirling clouds and mist, there are divine marks as dense as stars.

Zhang Ruochen noticed a terrifying unknown force. The main altar in the God Realm seemed to have the same origin as him.

As the altar rotated, the divine energy in his body vibrated slightly, and all the lights flickered brightly and darkly.

"Is it the origin of heaven?"

Zhang Ruochen whispered, feeling for the first time in his heart that maybe he really had something to do with the way of heaven.

"He wants to use the power of the origin of heaven to activate the seventy-two-story tower! Zhang Ruochen, I'm here to contain him."

The sparkle in Second Confucian Patriarch's eyes dimmed and became much more desolate.

A well-thought-out decision sometimes cannot be made even after spending tens of thousands of years thinking about it. Sometimes, it only takes a moment to convince yourself.

All because everyone in the world is moving forward today.

This decisive will and the spirit of unity gave him a push.

Wasn't that the case when I was young?

Vibrant, full of enthusiasm and hope for the future and the world as a whole.

Peng Beihai, Feng Chaoyang, and carry a book and sword along the vast road.

The Second Confucian Patriarch strode forward, his green robe flying.

The roots, branches and leaves of the three world trees spread out from the body, madly absorbing the energy and rules of heaven and earth in time and space.

"I once said that playing chess is a one-person affair. If there are more people, it will be chaotic. Every move takes root and moves forward step by step. There is no such thing as withdrawing a piece and regretting it. Therefore, everyone in the world is my chess piece."

"But today, the people of the world taught me, the self-righteous founder of Confucianism and Taoism, a lesson. It turns out that no one is willing to be a chess piece. Once they fight hard, everyone will become a chess player."

"Only the cowardly, cowardly, selfish, and despicable people will become chess pieces at the mercy of others. Chess cannot enslave the fearless warriors or the open-minded wise men."

"It's ridiculous that I have cultivated God's will all my life, thinking that my will is God's will."

"In the end, I trapped myself in the chess game. I deceived myself and others. In the end, it was God's will that manipulated others."

"If a chess player does not regret his chess, then I will not be a chess player today! Zhang Ruochen, let me help you regret your chess!"

The seven sky lanterns lit in the heart of the Second Confucian God merged into one.

His mental strength and aura increased a lot: "Teacher, are you ready?"

"Heaven's Will Jue, absolutely...human...will!"

Every time the Second Confucian Ancestor shouted a word, the body of the Time and Space Ancestor would tremble, as if he had been hit hard.

The attack is launched from the spiritual dimension.

At the cost of his life, the Second Confucian Patriarch forged a golden sword of Jueyi and flew out.

The war sword is not in time and space, and the ancestors of time and space cannot use divine energy, rules, and order to block it. They can only watch it pierce between their eyebrows.

You can only mobilize your mental power and soul to resist.

"Chi!"

The Jueyi Battle Sword broke through the defense of the Time and Space Human Ancestor and penetrated two inches, with the tip of the sword reaching directly into the sea of ​​consciousness.

If the sea of ​​consciousness is broken, even if the human ancestor is not cut off from his mind, his consciousness will be severely damaged and he will become crazy from then on.

The Second Confucian Patriarch's sword was as powerful as any witch ancestor's full blow.

"Xiaoqiu, you have a deep mind and are full of ideas! But you have to know that in the face of the absolute gap in cultivation, all your actions are transparent, and you can't hide it from me at all!"

"I suggested that you collect the three World Trees to increase your combat power. Do you think my teacher will not guard against you?"

When the ancestor of time and space said this, Zhang Ruochen broke through the seventy-two-story tower and brought the nine tripods down from behind.

We must take advantage of the Second Confucian Ancestor to launch an attack from the spiritual level, and severely damage the Time and Space Human Ancestor from the material level to the point where his combat power is greatly reduced.

But at this critical moment, the fighter plane changed instantly.

One of the World Trees in the Second Confucian Patriarch's body was not controlled by it, and its roots spread to his head, breaking through his sea of ​​consciousness first.

You must know that most of the mental thoughts of the Second Confucian Patriarch at this moment are forged into the Jueyi Battle Sword. It is when his own defense is the weakest, how can he stop the backlash of the World Tree?

The sea of ​​consciousness was broken, and he could not control the sword of Jueyi.

Accompanied by the unwilling roar of the Second Confucian Ancestor, the Jueyi sword that had the chance to severely damage the ancestor of time and space instantly turned into wisps of golden clouds and smoke, dissipating in the turbulent flow of time and space.

What dissipated was also the spiritual power of the Second Confucian Patriarch.

Zhang Ruochen's decisive blow was of course in vain.

The ancestors of the time and space people escaped in one step and escaped from the center of the Jiuding attack.

Although the Second Confucian Ancestor fell short, he also succeeded in preventing the Ancestor of Time and Space from mobilizing the original power of heaven, and even put the Ancestor of Time and Space into a completely passive situation in the confrontation with Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen immediately pursued him, attacking like a violent storm, never giving the ancestor of time and space any chance to breathe.

Don't even think about mobilizing the original power of heaven!

It should be noted that the most essential difference between the decisive battle in the long river of time and the decisive battle in the God Realm lies in this.

In the divine world, the ancestors of time and space can easily mobilize the power of the origin of heaven, and the power they can mobilize is much greater than in the long river of time.

Here, it takes more time for the ancestors of time and space to mobilize the original power of heaven, and even the second Confucian ancestor can interrupt it.

"Bang bang!"

The ancestor of time and space retreated to the upstream of the long river of time, using the sundial to protect his body, and the seventy-two-story tower to resist the Jiuding. He fought Zhang Ruochen in close combat, his fists colliding like stars, and his palms fighting like the world.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to lead the war to the Temple of Destiny and the future.

However, Zhang Ruochen blocked the way to the future!

Of course, the Ancestor of Time and Space can retreat to the God Realm, but that means that his plan for countless years has come to nothing.

Because Zhang Ruochen will definitely take advantage of this short period of time to go back to the past and destroy the main altar in the Sword World, thus turning the doomsday sacrifice into a fantasy for him.

At that time, even if we return to the God Realm and kill all the monks who attack the God Realm, what is the point?

Continue the decisive battle with Zhang Ruochen?

What is the significance of the decisive battle?

After all, as long as people have desires, they have weaknesses.

The weakness of the ancestors of time and space is this doomsday sacrifice.

This is something he can't give up no matter what!

The ancestor of time and space never thought that he would fall into such a difficult situation. When did the situation begin to escape his control?

No, not lost yet.

"Do you really want to die with me?" the ancestor of the time and space man said.

Now that the long river of time has collapsed, it is impossible to survive with the cultivation of the monks in the Temple of Destiny.

The reverse flow of time will be interrupted.

Under such circumstances, if Zhang Ruochen destroyed the main altar, he would definitely suffer a strong backlash from the cause and effect of heaven and earth. The ancestor of time and space did not think that Zhang Ruochen would let him go before he died of backlash.

Because there is still some time before a large-scale catastrophe, he has every chance to prepare for another small-scale catastrophe.

"Whether we will die together or you will lose everything, we don't know yet," Zhang Ruochen said.

The Ancestor of Time and Space said: "It may not be that you lose everything! You have too much confidence in the monks in the Temple of Destiny. Can they be the opponent of the ancestor?"

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The Second Confucian Ancestor seemed to have been drained of all his energy and energy in an instant, his face was as pale as death, and the few spiritual thoughts left in his body were continuously absorbed by the World Tree.

Master Murong held the staff and walked out of the space hole not far behind him.

He pressed his hand to the heart of the Second Confucian Ancestor. Immediately, the branches, leaves and roots of the World Tree quickly emerged from the skin and spread to Lord Murong's arms, shoulders, and chest...

"boom!"

The huge world tree broke through the body of the Second Confucian Ancestor and completely rushed into the body of Lord Murong.

The physical body of the Second Confucian Patriarch was destroyed in the storm when the ancestor's divine source exploded. This itself was the body of the spiritual ancestor.

When the mental power is drained, it will naturally turn into ashes.

"What a pity. How many people in ancient and modern times have ninety-sixth level mental power? If you hadn't forged most of your mental power into the Jueyi War Sword, how would I have the slightest chance to kill you?"

Master Murong shook his head gently, no longer hiding it, and his voice became different from before.

He deliberately spread his voice through the space-time turbulence zone, so that all the monks of the Temple of Destiny who were still alive could hear it.

"It's him!"

Xu Tian's eyes widened and he was shocked.

But he soon felt relieved and burst into laughter. He said: "Hua Ying is still good at playing. It's only today that I, Xu Feng Jin, am truly impressed."

Many gods in the Temple of Destiny are familiar with this voice.

"Is...is he the venerable?"

Xuetu had a cold face and gritted his teeth: "Venerable Tianyun Secretary, the spirit of the World Tree. When the Lord of the Death God Island was imprisoned in the Temple of Destiny, it was he, the spirit of the World Tree, who had been suppressing the Lord of the Death God Island. , and destroy its spiritual power.”

Zhang Ruochen's perception when he first met Lord Murong was not wrong, because he had also met Venerable Tianyun Secretary.

It is at the castle tower of Destiny Mountain.

It was that time that Zhang Ruochen checked the information and discovered that the owner of the God of Death Island and the God of Meteorite Clan were the descendants of the ancestors of time and space. It was also in the castle tower that Zhang Ruochen found the "River Map".

At that time, Venerable Tianyun Secretary was already the strongest spiritual monk in the Temple of Destiny.

"It seems that at that time, the Venerable had already been subdued by the ancestors." Hai Shang Youruo said.

Xu Tian said angrily: "To seize the body of Murong Buhuo and prove the ancestor of spiritual power, such an opportunity falls on me, and I am willing to be subdued."

"Xu Feng is gone. If you surrender now, it's not too late."

After Lord Murong took back the World Tree and absorbed the remaining spiritual power in the body of the Second Confucian Ancestor, his cultivation level improved again. He walked step by step in the turbulence of time and space, stepped out circles of spiritual power ripples, and came to the Temple of Destiny.

Xu Tian shouted: "Why do you, an old man, ride on my head? When you were in the Temple of Destiny, you asked me for advice on spiritual power cultivation!"

Lord Murong's eyes were stern: "Old things are worth mentioning? Now, can you withstand my attack?"

"Boom!"

Around him, the thunder of the catastrophe was deafening.

The power of quantity condensed into the phantoms of divine beasts such as the Azure Dragon and the Fire Phoenix, and the magnificent ancestral power overwhelmed the world.

Xu Tian stiffened his neck, blushed, and was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

Xue Tu shouted: "If Xu Tian exploded the semi-ancestor divine source, the Venerable might not be able to escape unscathed, right?"

Xu Tian turned around and looked at Xue Tu.

Rebellion, all of them, when did he say he wanted to self-destruct his divine source?

If all the cultivators in the entire Temple of Destiny have such expectations, will he go up or not?

Que didn't think much about it, thinking that Xue Tu was right: "Master, please go. I will definitely pass on the Great Tribulation Palace in the future. Let's all work together to attack the ancestor and help the master to self-destruct his divine source."

Xue Tu secretly looked at Que: "Are you serious?"

"How many people died in the battle today, how many people's divine sources exploded, how can it be half false?" Que has absolute respect for Xu Tian, ​​and naturally has absolute confidence.

He firmly believes that although the master is not particular about small matters, he must uphold the great principles.

Xu Tian was put up, and he had to save his face for a lifetime, but this time he really didn't want it.

He glanced at Feng Tian and Chan Bing on his left and right, and suddenly became angry: "Why are you looking at me? Feng Caiyi, you are at the peak of the semi-ancestor, why don't you go up?"

Feng Tian's eyes moved away from Xu Tian, ​​locked on the opposite Murong Lord, and took a step forward.

"Wow!"

The entire space-time turbulence zone shook slightly, and then began to move, forming a huge vortex that seemed to be endless.

The Lord Murong, who was trapped in the space-time vortex, was shocked and looked at Feng Tian opposite in disbelief.

Feng Caiyi actually hid her cultivation. When did she break through the realm of the ancestor?

Feng Tian was also confused.

I just took a step forward.

"This is... This is the eternal sea of ​​​​divine spirits of my senior brother. The broken eternal sea of ​​​​divine spirits has recovered. This is the back-up plan left by my senior brother, haha..." Xue Tu laughed wildly.

...

All the gifts of the leader have been sent out, and each batch is different.

Some are one sword, engraved with the word "Abyss". Some are two swords, engraved with the word "Abyss" and dripping blood.

But except for the first batch (words, small seal script), the price is actually about the same. The workmanship of the one-sword sword is more exquisite.

The first batch was inexperienced and the platform was not found correctly. When I bought it, the price was twice as expensive.