Eternal God Emperor

Undead city.

In the depths of the clan mansion where the patriarch lives, there are pagodas and pavilions, and the hills are in patches, and the mountains are full of long-lived blood trees. The blood trees are thousands of meters high, like dark red peaks.

Under each longevity blood tree is a circular blood lake with a diameter of about 100 meters.

The sap inside is as bright red and viscous as blood, exuding a strange fragrance.

In the blood lake, there are monks of the undead blood clan practicing.

Between the densely packed Longevity Blood Tree and the Blood Lake, streams of time imprinted light spots converged and converged in the direction of the mother tree of the Everlasting Blood Tree.

The mother tree of this longevity blood tree has already become a god, and it has grown an unknown number of primordial associations, with luxuriant branches and leaves, towering into the clouds, and the diameter of the trunk alone is tens of miles, which is no different from that of a mountain.

The blood lake under the tree is extremely vast, golden in color, vast in mist, and full of divine aura.

A majestic and majestic pavilion, sunk in the lake of blood, only the upper half is exposed.

On the plaque is the word "Thunder Altar".

Lei Altar is one of the 80,000 towers of Ming Kingdom, and it is the former residence of Lei Gong, one of the four powerful men under Ming Zu.

Zhang Ruochen gave the Thunder Altar to Patriarch Xuejue because of the five levels of sea gods practiced by the patriarch Xuejue, one of which is Leihai.

The Dao of Thunder and Lightning is one of the Dao that the Xuejue patriarch majored in.

The thunder altar can attract thunder, gather thunder, and refine the body, and it is a treasure of cultivation for him.

The five layers of sea are floating above the altar of thunder. The sea of ​​blood, the sea of ​​darkness, the sea of ​​fire, the sea of ​​dead fog, and the sea of ​​thunder are layered on top of each other.

"Boom."

The swift and frightening thunder and lightning, endlessly, traveled through the world, time and space, and gathered from all directions.

The thunder and lightning entered the thunder sea first, then passed through the quadruple sea below, entered the thunder altar, and landed on the Xuejue patriarch.

Every time he breathes, there are dozens of lightning bolts on his body.

The patriarch of Xuejue was wearing golden armor and had a majestic physique. Standing on the top of the altar, he had absorbed a lot of lightning. The skin, flesh, and bones all undergo qualitative changes, like gold casting and refining, and purple electricity flows inside.

The destructive energy condenses in every particle of the body.

Fifty thousand years ago, Zhang Ruochen went out of customs once and had a deep chat with him.

The Xuejue patriarch knew a lot of terrible truths, and knew that the future would be extremely difficult. If he wanted to participate in this ultimate showdown, he had to become strong enough as quickly as possible.

Zhang Ruochen obviously hoped that he could become the master of one party, catch up with Tianmu, Nutian Shenzun and others, and fight against the ancestors and immortals together.

For this reason, Zhang Ruochen can spare no effort to help him.

Just like the Xuejue patriarch spared no effort to help Zhang Ruochen.

After presenting the Thunder Altar, Zhang Ruochen borrowed the Thunder Clan's Ancestor Realm from Fengtian, and now even the sundial is lent to the Xuejue Patriarch.

Time is really pressing!

Not everyone is qualified to participate, as long as the Xuejue patriarch is not strong enough, talented enough, or determined enough, he is not qualified to know the truth.

Knowing that, there is no way out.

With the rapid improvement of the Dao of Thunder and Lightning, Xuejue Patriarch's other divine way, "Unbreakable Divine Way", is also improving rapidly, and the strength of his physical body has new changes every day.

"Ruochen, grandpa knows that you are worried that once you start to implement the plan, the immortals will attack the people closest to you, and grandpa will not be spared. Don't worry, grandpa has never obeyed anyone in his life. Whether it is the ancestors or the immortals, one day, I will have a hearty battle with them."

The Xuejue patriarch opened his eyes on the altar, and endless lightning flashed from his pupils. The killing intent and fighting intent climbed to the top in an instant, and he roared: "Who dares to break into my clan's house?"

"rustle!"

In the thunder altar, in the empty hall, a vague cloud of space appeared.

This cloud and mist atomized the stable space here, and was disintegrated by some strange force.

As the clouds and mist surged outward, the space in the hall expanded rapidly.

"Aw!"

An earth-shattering dragon chant came from the clouds and mist in space.

The sound waves and divine power, as powerful as a star explosion, spread instantly. Even the Great God, if he is in the Thunder Altar at this moment, he will be roared to death.

Lei Gong, with a human head and a dragon body, flew out of the clouds and mist in space, with a sinuous and thick body and a ferocious face. The strands of hair on the head, like a whip of thunder and lightning, struck at the **** patriarch standing on the top of the altar.

Space shock.

The defensive formation inscriptions in the main hall are constantly being erased.

It has been 80,000 years since the Battle of Beize Great Wall, and Lei Gong has completely healed from his injuries.

His body was full of corpse energy, and the power of the Heavenly Venerable burst out from his body.

And the semi-ancestral divine pattern gushing out of the corpse brought his combat power to a higher level.

Over the past 80,000 years, with the help of the Undead Blood Clan's own resources and Zhang Ruochen's, although the Xuejue patriarch's cultivation has undergone earth-shaking changes, there is still a big gap between him and an existence of Lei Gong's level.

Therefore, when Lei Gong's hair waved towards him, the Xuejue patriarch immediately called out the Thunder Clan's Ancestor Realm and retreated into the boundary wall without even thinking about it.

"Boom!"

The thunder and lightning hair broke the boundary wall of the ancestor world, and passed the **** patriarch's chest.

"Chi Chi!"

The golden armor on the Xuejue patriarch's body was comparable to a divine weapon, but it couldn't be stopped, and was pierced by the terrifying power of thunder and lightning.

On the chest, there appeared a scorched black mark with deep bone visible.

In the past, the body of the Xuejue patriarch must have been cut into two pieces, losing his combat power, how could he only suffer some minor injuries like now?

Lei Gong was quite shocked, he didn't expect that the Xuejue patriarch's cultivation level had risen to such a high level, so his body flew out of the space cloud and rushed towards the Lei Clan's ancestor realm.

"The Thunder Altar and the Thunder Clan's Ancestor Realm belong to this seat. How can you, a child of the undead blood clan, own it?"

If Lei Gong wants to attack the half-ancestor, he must take back the Thunder Altar and the Thunder Clan's Ancestor Realm.

Of course, his trip is not that simple, and he wants to seize the way and the profound meaning of the **** of war.

This is the city of the undead, the place where the defense of the undead blood is the densest, and it must be resolved quickly. Otherwise, when the formation is activated and the Undead God of War arrives, it will be very difficult even if Lei Gong is at the level of Tianzun.

Outside the thunder altar, under a long-lived blood tree.

"Wow!"

Hearing the sound of the dragon chant, Hades flew out of the pool of blood, suspended in mid-air, looked at the thunder altar covered by corpse aura and lightning, and immediately transmitted the sound of the undead God of War.

"It's a terrible breath, who is it?"

Qi Sheng woke up from his practice, and together with Yinghuo, he immediately summoned all the spiritual power gods to prepare to open the formation in the clan mansion.

"Wow!"

The dragon chant sounded again, spreading from the thunder altar to the entire clan mansion, and then to the city of the undead god.

The formations and divine patterns that filled the space dissipated like mist.

In the family mansion, the longevity blood trees were turned into powder in pieces, the trunks and roots were all destroyed, and the loss was heavy. Towers and temples collapsed and turned into rubble.

Many monks with lower cultivation levels screamed again and again, their bodies exploded into blood mist, and their souls scattered.

In the clan mansion, including Qi Sheng and Ying Huo, all the gods who wanted to activate the formation were bleeding from their seven orifices and limp on the ground.

Some fell, and some were severely wounded.

A sound wave of Tianzun level is not something they can bear.

As powerful as the "Blood Demon" of the Motian tribe, the clan leader "Blood Demon" has reached the immeasurable level, but he can barely keep standing, precariously on the verge of falling.

Pluto's cultivation has reached the peak of great freedom, he is a peerless god, holding a dark sword in his hand, blocking Lei Gong's dragon chant sound waves.

Then, in a flash, he landed on the top of a tower that had not yet collapsed in the clan mansion.

"Wow!"

His eyes were sharp and gloomy, blood-red aura gushed from his feet, he poured into the array tower, and with the power of the array, he slashed at the corpse aura and lightning covering the thunder altar with his sword.

A tyrannical light wave gushed out from the thunder altar and hit Pluto.

"puff!"

Pluto vomited blood, his body was broken into countless bones, he flew upside down, hit the ruins of the clan mansion hard, and couldn't get up again.

…

"Xiu Chen, help the patriarch. You only need to block him for a moment. When the Great Wall of the Immortal God City opens, it will be his death."

The Xuejue patriarch ignored the injury on his chest, looked up at the sky with tiger eyes, and shot two beams of divine light with both hands, pouring into the sundial.

From the sundial, there was a soft hum of the Xiuchen God.

Xiuchen Tianshen has a lot of resentment towards Xuejue patriarch, if it wasn't for Zhang Ruochen's order, it would be impossible for her to bring the sundial to the undead blood clan.

Her cultivation has reached the peak of Immortality, and she is not weaker than the heavens in the world, but she must have no chance of winning against Lei Gong alone.

We can only join forces with the blood-jue patriarch!

The sundial rotated, releasing rivers of time tens of thousands of miles long. The time flow is extremely fast, even if the Tianzun class is involved in the vortex, the life essence will also be damaged.

"The sundial, I have also received it today!"

The dragon scales on Lei Gong's body fell off and turned into a rain of scales, hitting the sundial.

"Bang bang."

The dragon scales are as big as a grinding disc and as sharp as a knife.

Soon the sundial will fly.

In the next instant, Lei Gong's real body leaped across the space and appeared above the head of Xuejue Patriarch, with all four arms unleashing magical powers.

Extremely oppressive, the sky disappeared.

At this extremely dangerous moment, the Xuejue patriarch was a little distracted.

Because, after all the scales on Lei Gong's body fell off, the rotting flesh and blood were exposed, which was extremely disgusting, like scars all over, and pus and blood remained in many places.

The corpse aura on his body is too strong!

Patriarch Xuejue took a step back with his right foot, stabilized his figure, and mobilized the ancestral spirit of the Thunder Clan's ancestral world to prop up the five layers of sea, like five shields.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

He forcibly resisted Lei Gong's four handprints, and retreated four times in a row, knocking down more than ten mountain peaks.

The patriarch Xuejue's body was full of blood and visceral pain, but he tried not to show it, and said: "You have reached the level of Heavenly Venerable, why can't you control the rotting corpse in your body? Could it be that you don't care about your external image at all?" ?”

A puzzled look flashed across Lei Gong's pupils.

Facing the crisis of life and death, why can he be so calm and still open his mouth to tease him? Don't you fear him at all?

After Lei Gong's remnant soul seized his half-ancestor's body, the practitioner himself has corrupt ways. Once the power of corruption is released, it will be easy to corrupt the creatures in the world.

Even if Immortal Wuliang is invaded into his body by his corrosive power, he cannot escape death.

"The Tribulation of Cloud and Thunder!"

Lei Gong spat out a beam of lightning light, which pierced through the Wuchonghai and landed on the Xuejue patriarch.

The Xuejue patriarch flew thousands of miles like a meteor, and his body was embedded deep in the ground.

Lei Gong has enough confidence to believe that the Xuejue patriarch has been severely injured, so he is going to suppress the sundial wrapped in dragon scales first.

Sudden.

The perception of danger came from the ground.

"How can it be?"

Lei Gonglong's body swayed, thunder and lightning erupted from every inch of flesh and blood, and its tail whipped out.

"Wow!"

A **** light flew out from the ground and collided with the dragon's tail.

Rotten blood splashed.

On Lei Gong's dragon tail, a blood-red wound more than ten meters long appeared, which was almost severed.

It must be known that Lei Gong is the body of the half-ancestor, and he has even refined the burial gold material. The body is so tyrannical, even if the blood-jue patriarch slashes on him with a divine weapon, it is difficult to cause such trauma.

Lei Gong was frightened and angry, and immediately called back the dragon scale that restrained the sundial, and attached it to his body.

Then, he fixed his eyes on the blood-jue patriarch who was stepping on the fifth heaven.

On the back of the Xuejue patriarch, there appeared a pair of wide blood wings containing strong ancestor divine power.

The brilliance emitted by the blood wings dyed the Thunder Clan's ancestor world into blood red. The sky above his head is full of radiance, and the aura of the ancestors is like a waterfall flying down.

It was this pair of blood wings that almost cut off Lei Gong's tail.

"Zhang Ruochen actually handed over Yin's ancestor's blood wings to you." Lei Gong felt incomprehensible.

With such a treasure, who would be willing to hand it over to others?

Xiuchen Tianshen stood on the sundial with fluttering colorful clothes, folded his hands on his chest, looked contemptuously in his eyes, and said indifferently: "Dichen is the supreme existence that must enter the ancestor realm. It means nothing to him!"

The patriarch of Xuejue held the blood dragon halberd, his long hair fluttered, and confronted Lei Gong, saying: "Lei Gong, do you think that this patriarch is really not your opponent? After leading you into this ancestor world, how can you escape?"

Lei Gong knew very well that the cultivation of the Xuejue patriarch had not reached the level of Heavenly Venerable, even with the blessing of the ancestor Blood Wing, it was impossible for him to be his opponent.

But now, let alone a quick battle, even if he is given enough time, he may not be able to suppress the **** patriarch in a one-on-one contest.

What's more, there is a Xiuchen God who is watching covetously beside him.

Walk!

Lei Gong was very decisive, and immediately controlled the thunder and lightning, and flew out of the ancestor's realm.

He can't kill the opponent, but the opponent can't even think about keeping him.

Xiuchen Tianshen and Xuejue patriarch shot at the same time, each playing their strongest unique skills, but they were blasted back by Lei Gong and fell back to the ground of the Lei Clan's ancestor realm.

"This old monster has a semi-ancestral **** in his body, and his combat power is not ordinary."

The Xuejue patriarch sighed, knowing that Lei Gong would not be able to keep Lei Gong no matter what.

Even if he did it by force, once Lei Gong fought for his life, the entire Immortal City would suffer heavy casualties.

This is not a good opportunity to kill Lei Gong!

Compared with his disregard when he was young, now that he is the head of the patriarch, he is less passionate and courageous, and more calm and balanced.

We must care about the gains and losses of the family.

Xiuchen Tianshen said in a bad tone, "What's the matter with your gods of the undead blood race? After so long, a large protective formation has not been opened yet? Let him escape, and his majesty will be swept away!"

"boom!"

The sky, the clouds shake.

Lei Gong, who had already broken through the Thunder Clan's ancestral realm, was hit by a big handprint of heaven and earth, like a fly swatting, and fell from the clouds.

The thunder and lightning brilliance on his body was dim, and the aura of Tianzun class was shattered like a dream bubble, and every dragon scale was bleeding.

"Boom!"

The dragon's body fell to the ground like a mountain, causing the ground to shake and dust to fly.

After a long while, Lei Gong regained his strength, regained his inner strength, and roared: "Who is attacking me... ah..."

The big footprint of a Faxiang collapsed, like stepping on an earthworm, suppressing Lei Gong under his feet.

The half-ancestor's body was trampled to a **** mess, and the blood flowed like a river, corrupting the soil of the Wanli Realm.

Wearing a golden crown on his head, Zhang Ruochen walked out of the space and said, "Why do you need to sneak attack to kill you?"

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen raised his hand, his five fingers showing a false grasp.

Lei Gong's whole body exploded, leaving only a keel.

"Wow!"

Shenhai flew out of the bones, radiating dazzling brilliance, and fell into Zhang Ruochen's hands.

A strong man at the level of Tianzun was killed in an instant.

The gods of the undead blood clan who rushed to the ancestor realm of the Lei clan were all startled, and they all saluted in the sky: "Greetings to Di Chen!"

"Meet Di Chen!"

…

The sound lasted for a long time, resounding through the city of undead gods.

With such combat power, even the blood-jue patriarch was shocked. Can the Banzu kill the Tianzun class so easily?

impossible.

Zhang Ruochen sensed it, raised his head and looked up, and then disappeared into the Thunder Clan's Ancestor Realm, appearing in the starry sky above the Undead God City.

He held Lei Gong's Divine Sea in one hand, and with the other hand, he grabbed the starry sky with a diameter of ten trillion miles, closed it in his palm, and pushed it forward suddenly.

Like the mirror surface of heaven and earth, it collided with an invisible force flying from the depths of the starry sky.

"boom!"

The starry sky of ten trillion miles was shattered, and the space collapsed.

The space outside the Undead City became nothingness, and the two worlds did not exist.

"Everything is invisible!"

Zhang Ruochen formed the seal again, and the palm of his hand condensed the invisible seal of Vientiane. The golden crown on the top of the head erupts into a radiance that illuminates the universe and the void world.

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen backed out and bumped into the large defensive formation of the Immortal City.

This impact knocked the city of the Undead God into the air, and moved extremely fast in space, causing countless buildings to collapse.

Fortunately, the patriarch of Xuejue, Ice Emperor, and Xiuchen God presided over the formation, and more than a thousand gods urged the formation tower, so the city of undead gods did not collapse.

Zhang Ruochen was calm and calm, with firm eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the cauldron of truth flew out, like the scorching sun floating in the space hundreds of thousands of miles away from the city of the undead god, the brilliance of truth spread to the depths of the starry sky.

Somewhere far away from the City of the Undead God, the Corpse Nightmare appeared at the end of the brilliance of truth.

Using the blood of a planet's creatures as ink, he is sketching a great ancestral talisman.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen found his position with the cauldron of truth and locked him, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled slightly, and shot out the Ancestral Talisman that he had just sketched successfully.

In the city of undead gods, many gods saw this scene.

Even if they are separated by infinitely distant cosmic spaces, they can still feel the terrifying coercion of the ancestors, as if a single thought can curse and kill the entire undead blood race.

In fact, Corpse Nightmare does have the ability to curse and kill the entire undead blood race.

No matter how strong the undead blood race is, it is at most the second god-defying race.

"It turns out that Dichen was fighting with the ancestor, and they fought together to help Dichen fight the ancestor and protect the city of the undead."

In the name of the palace master, the Ice Emperor issued an order to all the monks in the undead blood clan.

In the city of the undead god, an unknown number of billions of blood-colored beams of light rose up, rushing towards the cauldron of truth suspended in the void of the universe.

Immediately, the cauldron of truth shook, and the light exploded, creating an independent and boundless starlight universe.

Zhang Ruochen was bathed in the divine splendor of truth, and it was not until the Ancestor Talisman approached that he summoned the Heavenly Demon Stone Knife and swung the peerless knife that has dominated the past and present.

Not to mention the City of the Undead God, even the surrounding star field shook violently.

The power fluctuations of the ancestors were immediately sensed by many heaven-level existences in the universe.

With the abilities of the Ice Emperor, the Blood Jue Patriarch, and the God of Xiuchen, he can only see that there are various visions flashing in the void, including the light and shadow of the ancient world, and the world tree formed by the power of time, the sea of ​​origin, and more. The shadow of Jiuding.

While all the monks were frightened and holding their breath, the light curtain of the city defense formation calmed down amidst the tremors.

blocked!

Di Chen broke the talisman that the ancestor had played.

The breath of the ancestors dissipated in the depths of the starry sky.

The heavy aura that was pressing on the shoulders of all the monks gradually dissipated together.

"Finally I can breathe. Is this the ancestor? It's too scary, as if stretching out a finger, we can crush our defensive formation." Ye You sat paralyzed on the ground, ignoring the image of the gods.

It wasn't until someone reminded him that he was Dichen's disciple that he immediately got up and put his hands behind his back, looking proud and fearless.

yes!

This old man is Dichen's disciple!

Thinking of Master Master, he fought with the ancestor just now, and seemed to have forced the ancestor to retreat. Yeyou was full of enthusiasm, and he was really honored.

The Immortal War God rushed outside the Immortal God City, looked at Zhang Ruochen, and then stared into the depths of the starry sky, unable to calm down for a long time.

"Has he reached the height where he can confront the ancestor?"

The light and divine brilliance on Zhang Ruochen's body gradually faded, his white robe was flawless, and there was no trace of injury. The stone knife disappeared between his fingers. He looked at the Undead God of War and said, "The God of War seems to be late!"

The Undead God of War adjusted his mood and said, "With you here, it's not the same if you come late or come early? Has the crisis in the City of the Undead God been resolved?"

"Although Corpse Nightmare has the ability to destroy the undead vampires~www.readwn.com~ but there is no need for this. His opponent is the God Realm, the Primordial Black Dragon, and the Lord of Darkness. He can only retreat! If he doesn’t leave, he will fall into siege.”

After Zhang Ruochen received the Cauldron of Truth, he made a gesture of invitation to the Undead God of War and said, "God of War first!"

"Di Chen first."

"It's better to obey than to respect."

Zhang Ruochen took the first step and flew towards the City of the Immortal God.

…

The ancestor-level showdown shook the universe.

The top gods in heaven, hell, and sword are all boiling.

Including the monks who are closest to Zhang Ruochen, it is only now that they know that he has reached a great level of cultivation and can challenge the ancestor.

Xutian was playing chess with Nutian Shenzun, and he sensed the ancestor fluctuations in the depths of the universe, and immediately released his divine sense to detect and perceive.

"This... this kid... he is the ancestor!"

After Xu Tian said the word "boy", he immediately changed his words.

No one can call an ancestor like that, even though Zhang Ruochen may not have reached that level yet. But being able to receive two strikes from the ancestor is enough to deter all the gods, even the arrogant heavens have to bow their heads for it.

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