God Emperor

Latest website: On this day, the outside world once again caused a sensation.

The Lord of the Dark Temple was furious, and various forces in the hell world sent messages to ask for the reason.

The death of a great god will be a huge blow to anyone, no matter how powerful they are.

Whether it is the Ten Thousand Realms of Heaven or the Ten Clans of Hell, the eyes of the gods are all looking towards the Dark Triangle Star Region, paying more attention than the Starry Sky Battlefield.

Everyone can guess that a big storm must have formed in the endless darkness.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to lose two great gods, several true gods, and countless false gods in such a short period of time.

This is to pave the way to the sword world with the blood of the gods.

"My current method of killing gods is still too weak. If it were the main god of a certain path, why would it take so long to refine and kill Zhao Wuyan?" Zhang Ruochen sighed.

Although Wuji Shinto can mobilize various laws of heaven, the number that can be mobilized depends on the size of the area covered by Zhang Ruochen's Taichi Liangyi seal.

The Tai Chi Liang Yi Diagram is theoretically infinite and as large as the sky.

However, how could Zhang Ruochen mobilize his soul and spiritual power in places that were beyond his reach?

So after all, it is still limited by the realm of cultivation.

Zhang Ruochen believes that if he reaches the small goal he set before, his cultivation level will definitely improve greatly. If he wants to practice and kill Zhao Wuyan, he will be able to do it in a few hours.

To achieve this small goal, the Hunyuan bottle in your hand is crucial.

Because, although Zhao Wuyan's spiritual will and soul were refined, his spirit was still in a bottle.

How much arrogance does a great god have?

The great god's divine world is already extremely vast and can store divine energy.

A great god like Zhao Wuyan, whose cultivation is close to the peak of Taiyi, has an even more profound aura.

In other words, Zhang Ruochen now has a world of divine energy that he can absorb.

Zhao Wuyan belongs to the ghost tribe, and his spirit is cold and gloomy. It has the attributes of "ghost energy" and "death energy". Although it is possible to directly absorb and refine it, it will inevitably leave hidden dangers.

Zhang Ruochen summoned the Jade Dragon Immortal, took out the Arhat White Pearl from her body, and put it into the Hunyuan Bottle.

It takes time to purify ghost energy.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhang Ruochen moved and came under the Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree, and his eyes fell on a pink skeleton.

This skeleton was once the Great Sage Yanhong, one of the three goddesses of destiny during the Battle of Shoutian a thousand years ago.

Legend has it that she woke up from the depths of the Santu River Basin and gave birth to spiritual wisdom. She was killed three times and resurrected three times, which is extremely strange.

Zhang Ruochen also killed her once, even using dark space-time matter.

Zhang Ruochen believed that he had killed the Great Sage Yanhong and wiped her out completely. But is the Great Sage Yanhong the owner of this body?

The reason why the pink skull is placed here is because Zhang Ruochen discovered that even if the soul of the Great Sage Yanhong was wiped out, she could still continuously absorb the death energy from heaven and earth.

Her divine bones are full of immortality patterns and cannot be destroyed.

Deep inside her head, there was an unknown area that Zhang Ruochen once explored with his mental power, but was almost injured.

Although she was only a great saint in cultivation, Zhang Ruochen guessed that she must have been a great ancient god during her lifetime. She was probably not dead and was very dangerous.

Just like the original Blood Moon Ghost King.

Who knew that she was actually a ghost body cultivated by a spiritual clone of the Moon God?

After so many years, the pink skull continued to absorb the air of death, and the divine bones underwent great changes.

The pink bones are crystal clear, like rubies.

Zhang Ruochen thought that with his current level of cultivation, he was no longer afraid of the unknown area inside her head. Even if he was an ancient god who was not completely dead, could he still compete with the great gods of the world?

But for the sake of safety, Zhang Ruochen drew a corpse-expelling inscription on her body.

I burned tens of millions of tracks in a row before stopping.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen removed the space chain from the pink skull, and the skeleton expanded rapidly and became 1,800 miles long. Lying on the ground, it looked like a pink mountain, filled with death and terrifying energy.

Flying to the center of the pink skull's eyebrows, Zhang Ruochen put his hands together, and his strong spiritual power burst out from his body, turning into a river of light, rushing into the skull and entering the intracranial world.

The place is vast and foggy.

Zhang Ruochen's mental power was overwhelming, and for the sake of safety, he released a soul sword and a soul sword to clear the way. Even if there really is a remnant soul in her head that is still alive, she will kill it today to avoid future troubles.

"boom!"

Deep in the unknown area, a pink light burst out, and the Soul Sword and the Soul Sword were unable to block it.

The pink skull that is 1,800 miles long also emits pink brilliance, and the death energy leaks out crazily. Wherever it passes, the grass withers and the trees wither, spreading to the world of heaven and earth.

The sacred tree that connects to the sky sways, its leaves sucking in the energy of life and fighting against the energy of death.

Under another sky, the bodhi tree shimmered with golden light, and the sound of thousands of Buddhas chanting sutras rang out from the tree.

It seemed that some great old monster had been awakened from his ancient slumber.

"I still don't believe it, my soul is out of body!"

Zhang Ruochen shouted loudly, and the soul and six other soul swords flew out of the body, rushed into the world inside the skull, and went straight to the center of the pink brilliance.

Spiritual power is the road, seven soul swords open the way, and the soul sword protects the body.

Arriving at the centermost area, I saw a blood lake suspended in pink mist.

The blood lake contains overwhelming demonic energy.

If it were the kind of ancient god who had seen a lot, he would have given up the idea at this moment and retreated immediately.

But Zhang Ruochen had the seven soul swords of the Sword Ancestor in his hand, so he was fearless, controlled the angry sword, and swung the sword towards the blood lake.

"boom!"

The blood lake was split in half.

Suddenly, an ancient aura that made Zhang Ruochen's soul tremble erupted from the blood lake, forming a huge wave that swept towards him.

The huge waves condensed into seventy-two magic pillars reaching the sky, trying to suppress Zhang Ruochen's soul.

"not good!"

Zhang Ruochen used seven soul swords to protect his body and escaped quickly.

"puff!"

As his soul returned to his body, Zhang Ruochen's body shook violently and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Regardless of the injury, he immediately took out a Buddha relic and pressed it between the pink skull's eyebrows. Densely packed Sanskrit words flew out of the Buddha's relics, covering the entire skull.

At the same time, all the corpse exorcism inscriptions that Zhang Ruochen had burned before lit up, suppressing the violently trembling pink skeleton to the ground.

The power of the soul that awakened from the sea of ​​blood was indeed terrifying, and Zhang Ruochen's soul almost didn't escape. However, the aura of death in the intracranial world is limited. As long as she comes to the outside world, Zhang Ruochen is not afraid of her.

A full quarter of an hour passed, and the powerful soul power in the world inside the skull gradually subsided.

Zhang Ruochen did not dare to take away the Buddha's relics, so he channeled his mental power and continued to carve corpse-removing inscriptions on the bones.

"What's going on? Why did I just see the Seventy-Two Demon Gods? Was she a certain demonic figure from the chaotic ancient times? She couldn't be one of those seventy-two people, right?"

"That's not right, tens of thousands of years have passed, and the soul should have been completely lost long ago!"

Suddenly Zhang Ruochen thought of something, and his pale face changed slightly: "Santu River! It must be Santu River!"

The Santu River Basin in the Hell Realm can be said to be the weirdest place in time and space between heaven and earth. Rivers connect all realms of heaven and all parts of the universe. As long as there are worlds and planets with living beings, there must be an entrance to the Santu River, which can continuously send dead bodies, dead bones, and ghosts to the hell realm.

The bones of all the worlds flowed down the river and gathered in the Santu River Basin.

Become the source of the birth of the three races in the hell world.

However, in the starry sky of the heavenly universe, the Santu River cannot be found at all, and it is impossible to cut it off.

If she was really one of the seventy-two demon gods when she was alive, what is her current state? How powerful is it? How many percent of combat strength is left? Have you fully awakened?

Feima, who ranks thirty-eighth among the seventy-two demon gods, is actually a woman. According to legend, she is from the extinct Jade Blood Spirit human race.

It can't be her, right?

There are all kinds of strange things in the world. Hearing about the Emperor Yi who lived for nine generations, seeing the relics hatched from prehistoric eggs, and the Teru Shenlian who survived the Hades period, Zhang Ruochen was really feeling a little panicked at the moment.

Even if someone told him now that there really are immortals in the world, he would still believe it.

"No, we can't put her here. The sword I just struck must have awakened her. The corpse-removing inscriptions and Buddha relics may not be able to suppress her, nor can she absorb the breath of death."

Zhang Ruochen took out the heaven-sacrifice bronze tripod that he took away from Liangyi Sect, threw her into the tripod, and prepared to seal it.

This cauldron, as Zhang Ruochen had guessed, was very extraordinary. Even with the divine sword, it could not be split open.

Just when Zhang Ruochen arranged seven seals in succession and was about to arrange the eighth...

A faint voice sounded: "What era is this, and why am I still alive? Whose divine blood has preserved my soul?"

Standing outside the tripod, Zhang Ruochen's hair stood on end and his scalp was numb.

it turns out……

It actually came alive!

"Boom!"

A heavy blow, from the inside out.

The bronze tripod rang like a heavenly bell, causing the earth beneath the Heaven-connecting Divine Tree to crack and Zhang Ruochen's eardrums buzzing.

Something big is going to happen!

Zhang Ruochen immediately opened the "Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Buddhist Explanation of Zen", and with one palm he knocked the bronze tripod out of the picture scroll world and flew into the dark void.

The old scalper who was carrying "The Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Buddhist Interpretation" was startled, his tail was raised, and he roared: "The cow's courage is almost scared out of its wits. What are you doing? Why are you making such a big noise?"

"Get out! If you don't want to die, just get away."

Zhang Ruochen had no time to care about it, he hugged the heaven-sacrifice bronze tripod with both hands, and blazing divine fire burst out from his palms, burning it with all his strength.

"So what if you were once one of the seventy-two demon gods? You have been dead for who knows how many years, and I am the great god of the world. Am I afraid of you? Refined for me!" Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth and said.

"Bang bang!"

There was a constant sound of bombardment in the cauldron.

Every blow can shatter a space.

The positions of Ding and Zhang Ruochen kept changing in the void.

Zhang Ruochen's seven orifices were shaken to the point of bleeding, but he never let go.

Gradually, something weirder happened. The surface of the bronze tripod of the altar melted in the divine flames, revealing ancient shamanic inscriptions, and the geographical patterns of mountains and rivers in unknown places appeared.

The spatial rules between heaven and earth are constantly coming together and actually settling in the space.

Even the space that was shattered before was instantly closed.

"Jiuding...is it born? The tripod of space, Yuding!"

This voice was not spoken by Zhang Ruochen, but came from the cauldron.