God Emperor

No matter how high the level of cultivation of the immortal is, it is impossible to know everything.

Manpower is exhausted.

There is only one possibility - that is, during these hundreds of thousands of years, he has been to the ancient nest of the gods and arrived at the Heluo Sea. He has gained insight into Ling Yanzi's cultivation realm and state, and he has no idea whether she can lead the great master. By this time, we have a clear understanding.

This way you won't fall for the bait.

It can be said that Zhang Ruochen was prepared from the very beginning.

Come and fight to the death.

If you don't come, you can also lock the identity of the immortal in the God Realm.

"Woof! Woof! Woof"

The high-pitched and excited barking sound was transmitted from the starry sky to the Ancient Divine Nest.

When Patriarch Jin Ni arrived, Zhang Ruochen had already left.

Before leaving, Zhang Ruochen clearly informed Ling Yanzi and the Ancestral God that after this incident, the ancient nest of the gods had been pushed to the forefront and there might be a risk of overturning at any time.

The result of the discussion was that the Ancestral God and the elders drove the sacred tree nest and flew to the heaven.

"Wow!"

The waves come with great rhythm.

Ling Yanzi sat on the rocks by the Holuo Sea, watching the ebb and flow of the tide.

While comprehending the rules of heaven and earth of this era, he also studied the Tai Chi circle left by Zhang Ruochen.

In this great era, everyone is working hard on the path of spiritual practice.

The body of Patriarch Jinyi at this time was only over one meter long. It rushed up to the rocks, and its eyeballs seemed to have been soaked in water. It had no words and silently expressed its longing for its mistress.

"It's not easy for you to survive to this era."

Ling Yanzi reached out and stroked the soft and thick golden hair on the neck of Ancestor Jin Ni.

Even if the other party's current cultivation level has already caught up with hers.

Ancestor Jin Yang is no more than fifteen Yuanhui years old, and he was adopted by the Great Master after he and Ling Yanzi got together. Moreover, it sleeps in the Wangshan Tomb Forest all year round, in a state of suspended animation, and loses its lifespan very slowly.

Ling Yanzi is different.

About thirteen Yuanhui ago, she entered the river of time, headed to the future, and waited for hundreds of thousands of years at the break in the river of time.

It is equivalent to the outside world having passed thirteen Yuanhui, but her life span has only been consumed for hundreds of thousands of years.

When you come to this era, you will naturally be attacked by the rules of heaven and earth and the backlash of time.

None of the other monks, including the Ancient Demon God, Que, and Empress Shiji, had completely left the dimension of space and traveled through time to reach the future.

The only one who wanted to do this and change his fate was Gong Nanfeng, but he also failed.

For those who span the long river of time, the intensity of the battle and the impact on the future era will cause the attack of the rules of heaven and earth and the backlash of time to become stronger.

Only the higher the cultivation level, the greater the freedom Ling Yanzi would have in this era.

Zhang Ruochen passed on to her the Tai Chi circle, which is used to isolate the rules of heaven and earth, like bubbles in sea water and an oasis in the desert.

Yuhuang Realm.

The White Jade God Emperor stands in a huge chaotic vortex with a diameter of one light-year. He has the body of a tiger and the head of a tiger. His whole body is gleaming with divine light, and his aura is overwhelming and terrifying. With every breath he takes, the entire chaotic vortex expands and contracts.

This chaotic vortex is his divine world.

It is located in the Yuhuang Realm, but it is transcended to the outside, forming a space of its own.

The chaotic vortex, like a prototype universe, is in a state of creation. No one knows whether it will continue to grow in the future? Will it give rise to stars and life?

Tianwa, who came to understand the situation of a large number of tribulations, stood on the edge of the chaotic whirlpool, wearing red clothes and white hair, looking directly at the figure in the center of the whirlpool.

"Lots of tribulations"

The White Jade God Emperor whispered to himself, and then said: "I don't know much more about the great number of tribulations than you do. You must have misunderstood. You think that I, like Houtu Empress and Hongmeng Black Dragon, are prehistoric practitioners who have cultivated to the beginning of heaven. In the end, I am an immortal who has endured many tribulations."

Based on the various power fluctuations in the chaotic vortex, Tianmu calculated the cultivation level of the White Jade God Emperor in her mind, and said: "So, I guessed wrong?"

"It's not entirely wrong! It's just that in those chaotic years at the beginning of this era, many major events happened that even this emperor can't remember. It's so long ago that he almost forgot who he is."

The voice of the White Jade God Emperor is distant, like the sound of wind or a stream.

Tianmu can understand.

After all, according to legend, there are fifty thousand Yuanhui in one era, which is so long.

The legend may not be true. Even the immortals who have personally experienced the creation of the world to the end of the era cannot tell how many Yuanhui there are in between.

Even what happened has become blurry. Who can remember the length of time itself?

"You became the ancestor, which is beyond my expectation. It seems that after the glory of the emperor, breaking through the realm has indeed become easier!" At this point, the White Jade God Emperor paused and said: "I'm sorry, I am not good at talking. There was no intentional disparagement.”

As if talking to himself, he added: "The longer I live, the less I want to talk to others. There are very few monks worth talking to. I have actually lost interest in many people and many things."

"Seeing you realize the endless path of Empress Houtu and reach the ancestral state is a very interesting thing in my eyes. It is actually very remarkable, so I will say whatever I want... Did you explain it too much?"

Tianmu said: "It's not much."

"After careful calculation, almost all the immortals of the previous era have died. Even the Hongmeng Black Dragon that has awakened may not have recovered much memory, and may not know the situation of a large number of tribulations. Of course, it has been suppressed, no matter Just mention it.”

The White Jade God Emperor continued: "Let me tell you - tell you some of the things I know about myself! When talking about a large number of tribulations, there must be one place and one person that cannot be avoided."

"Where? Who?" "Devil's Land and Measurement of Demons."

Xiang Chunan jumped into the air, and when he arrived at the broken starry sky in the hell world, Zhang Ruochen had already left.

Now the entire universe is in turmoil, with ancestor duels breaking out in more than one place. More importantly, he learned a piece of news. It turns out that not only the altar of heaven and earth is a threat, but also any altar used to offer sacrifices to obtain the mark of divine power is risky.

He had to rush back to the Temple of Truth as soon as possible and start cleaning up the Heaven of Truth, as well as the altars on the big worlds and planets that were attached to the Temple of Truth.

The ancestor's battle determines the future pattern, life and death, success or failure.

The monks under the ancestors also have their own responsibilities and must actively play their part. In this way, Di Chen, Tian Lao and the others can have a better chance of winning.

Even if the chance of winning is slim!

"Eh...is this?"

Xiang Chunan's eyes were focused, and he felt the rules of witchcraft between heaven and earth, and became extremely active.

Subsequently, the substance of the Heart of Truth integrated into the body was out of control, as if it was ignited, trying to burn out his body and soul.

The strong body seemed to turn into a torch.

"He Fangxiao is young and hasn't shown up yet. Do you know that my eldest brother is the ancestor?"

Xiang Chunan mobilized the secret of truth, suppressed the burning of the heart of truth, and caused the blood in his body to flow crazily.

A creepy and dangerous atmosphere appears in the deep space of the universe.

"Wow!"

A divine blade hundreds of millions of miles long struck in an arc, and the ancestral flame burned, splitting the star field into two halves.

That is…

That is a hair of the ancestor.

After being attacked and killed by the ancestor, Xiang Chunan's heart sank to the bottom of his heart, knowing that he was doomed today.

However, facing the ancestor, Xiang Chunan also has the courage to fight and will not be overwhelmed by his spiritual will.

"Roar!"

He roared loudly, stamped his feet suddenly, and the Realm of Truth unfolded.

With a bang, billions of immortal and infinite regular divine patterns burst out, condensing into a dazzling heavenly sword in the void, and slashed towards the white hair of the ancestor.

"Stab it!"

The Realm of Truth is shaped like a gorgeous piece of paper, divided, and the Heavenly Sword and the White Hair of the First Ancestor collide together.

The heavenly sword is like made of tofu and can be cut off with one slash.

This is the corpse nightmare pulling out a hair, crossing the endless star field, and striking out. You can imagine how terrifying the power is.

"Roar!"

Xiang Chunan's eyes stared like a copper bell, burning the divine blood in his body, and his body grew rapidly, turning into a giant emitting the divine flame of truth. With one punch, he was about to collide with the ancestor's long hair.

A strange thing happened. When the ancestor's long hair was cut in front of him, it disappeared into thin air.

"—It exploded with just one punch?"

Xiang Chunan was slightly stunned, thinking that his true form and fist strength had wiped out the ancestor's long hair, and was about to sarcastically say, "The ancestor is nothing more than this."

Zhang Ruochen's voice came from behind.

"Don't run around alone if you have nothing to do. It's very dangerous."

"Brother!"

Xiang Chunan was so happy that his body returned to its original size. He turned around and rushed out. He opened his arms and hugged Zhang Ruochen tightly, laughing wildly.

It is completely different from other monks who take into account the differences in cultivation and status.

After hugging him, he punched Zhang Ruochen twice in the chest and complained: "Brother, I don't want to run around, who told you to hide too deep. If you had told me earlier that you were the Lord of Life and Death, why should I run there? Hell? Do you know how sad I have been over the past thirty thousand years?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "With your mouth, I dare to tell such a big secret? How many thousands of years have you lived, why are you still as out of touch as before?"

Xiang Chunan scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "It's not that the higher the cultivation level, the older you are, you have to have a sullen face, sullen, and calm down. How boring is that? By the way, what happened just now? That corpse nightmare killed me. What to do? With my level of cultivation, am I worthy of the First Ancestor’s evil hand?”

What just happened was not just a piece of hair, but the killing magical power displayed by the ancestor.

Zhang Ruochen said: "It should be for the heart of truth! Fortunately, your cultivation is strong enough to suppress the heart of truth. Otherwise, there is no need to chop off this hair, and you would have been wiped out."

Xiang Chunan was afraid, knowing that the immortal in the God Realm could collect the fragments of the seventy-two-story tower scattered throughout the universe with a single thought. With the help of the Wuding Cauldron, the corpse demon can definitely capture the heart of truth with just one thought.

If his cultivation level were any weaker, he would have been killed by the ancestor with a single thought.

"Fortunately, I have my eldest brother here, and it's different to have my ancestor as my backer. From now on, not to mention the ladies at home, even my master, I'm afraid they will have to give me a few points." Xiang Chunan didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, and he laughed. .

Zhang Ruochen smiled: "With the help of the heart of truth, there is no obvious gap between you and Miss Qing's cultivation. It is best to be more honest at home in the future. It is hard to say who will be stronger in the future."

Xiang Chunan put away his smile and said seriously: "The situation of Hongchen and Feiyu's sister-in-law..."

"It's all little things."

Zhang Ruochen looked at the direction of the universe where the heaven world is located, and said: "The corpse demon has reached the end of its rope and has to fight to the death. He took my witch tripod, and he can use this tripod to absorb the power left by the witch ancestor. If I didn't guess Wrong, he should be trying to hit the consistent realm, you, Venerable Cihang, Uncle Long, and Feng Yan are all his targets."

The true form of the corpse demon went to the heaven world.

Xiang Chunan didn't know what it was to be consistent, and he didn't bother to know. Looking at the nebula formed by the dissipation of the ancestor's divine energy and pouring towards the heaven, his face changed and he said: "Venerable Cihang is in the heaven, brother, we can't Don't save me until you die."

"Don't worry."

Zhang Ruochen was very calm: "Heaven has the main altar of the Heaven and Earth Altar, and the God Realm is more urgent than us. What's more, the Ten Thousand Realms Formation of the Heavenly Universe has been opened, and it is not that easy for the corpse demon to break into the Heaven Realm."

Xiang Chunan was infected by Zhang Ruochen's calm mood and smiled: "I don't know why, I feel safe when I stay with my eldest brother, as if it's not a big deal if the sky falls. What should we do now? Are we going to watch a show?"

"Yes, let's watch for a while."

Zhang Ruochen is very aware of the terrifying energy that an ancestor can erupt in a desperate situation. Back then, Ksitigarbha, in a desperate state, could even block the Ancestor of the Underworld for half a day.

What kind of energy will the corpse demon burst into in its desperate situation?

How will the divine world respond?

Is it using the seventy-two-story tower or other hidden powers?

Zhang Ruochen somewhat understood why the ancestors liked to hide in the dark and watch the show. They were all expecting the ancestors to blow up the source of their gods and take away the ancestors of the divine world.

So is he at this moment.

Colorful nebulae surge toward the heavenly realm.

"Boom!"

There are still hundreds of billions of miles away from the heaven world, and the nebula collides with the formation inscriptions of the Ten Thousand Realms Formation.

The space then shook violently, and the divine planets outside the realm of heaven flickered brightly and darkly. Some of them could not withstand the squeeze of the ancestor's divine energy and exploded, turning into a shock wave that destroyed the world.

Not only the heaven world, but also the hundreds of gods in the surrounding worlds are all facing powerful enemies.

Shang Tian, ​​Fan Chen, Venerable Cihang, Meng Ge, and a group of heavenly and cosmic powerhouses stood on the top of Shangqiu, shooting beams of divine energy and spiritual power into the sky, stimulating the formation of all realms.

They are the front line against the ancestors!

From the day the construction of the Ten Thousand Realms Formation began, they knew that this day would definitely come.

—Once the formation is broken, the entire heaven world will be in catastrophe.

Shang Tian noticed something, glanced at the end of the horizon, and said: "The Corpse Nightmare is in charge of the Cauldron of Witchcraft, the Cauldron of Truth, and the Cauldron of Time. It can ignore the formation defense of the Ten Thousand Realms Formation and mobilize the witchcraft in the heaven world. Rules, rules of truth, rules of time, attack from within.”

"Everyone, be careful, it's coming!"

Jiuding is too mysterious and cannot be defended by formations.

The three rules quickly converged above the continents in the paradise world, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, condensing into three clouds, and then evolved into magical powers under the control of the corpse demon.

The clouds formed by the rules of witchcraft, with an ancient and thick aura, turned into a bronze cauldron the size of a mountain, piercing the sky like a meteorite and hitting Shangqiu.

From the cloud formed by the rules of truth, a heavenly bell flew out and hit the main altar.

The clouds condensed by the rules of time turned into a long and wide river, and together with the bronze cauldron, like the sea pouring down, it rushed towards the gods of heaven gathered in Shangqiu.

The ancestral talisman in Shang Tian's hand had already been taken back by Lord Murong, and he could only rely on Shangqiu's formation to resist it.

"All the monks in the heaven realm listen to the order and use all their strength to mobilize the defensive formations."

"Boom!"

Thousands of formations rose up on the vast land, colliding with the bronze cauldron.

As the formation shattered, screams continued, and corpses littered the field.

The power of the ancestor, even across the great formation of all realms, can still crush the monks under the ancestor. No matter how many monks there are, they are like ants. The bronze cauldron broke through the formation and fell heavily in Shangqiu.

"boom!"

Shangqiu was razed to the ground, sinking downwards, and dust flew up.

In an instant, dozens of heavenly gods died, and countless others were seriously injured. There were many gods whose bodies were beaten to pieces and turned into clouds of blood mist.

Shang Tian, ​​Meng Ge, Fan Chen, and Venerable Ci Hang were the first to bear the brunt and blocked the most ferocious wave of attacks. They were all seriously injured.

Venerable Cihang, who had a relatively low level of cultivation, was covered in blood and flesh, but only the Buddha's light was still sacred and brilliant.

"Crash!"

They were not given a chance to breathe.

The overwhelming flow of time rules is approaching before our eyes.

The four of them had to re-mobilize their spirit and rules and work together to attack. Behind, the surviving gods released their divine worlds and followed closely.

Facing the attack of the ancestors, the gods must stand up.

"Ten thousand Buddhas illuminate the universe."

"Thousands of spirits and blood evil." "The world is old." "Buddhism is boundless."

Thousands of magical powers and tens of thousands of warriors converged into a dazzling celestial river, which collided with the regular river of time under the main altar.

In an instant, the destructive storm spread millions of miles away.

Fortunately, the world-protecting formation has already been activated, and the world-protecting formation has also wrapped around the star field, blocking the true form of the ancestor of the zombie nightmare.

Otherwise, this collision can destroy the paradise world.

When the two forces competed, the Heavenly Bell of Truth rang, and a deafening sound wave erupted, carrying hundreds of millions of kilograms of power and crashing down, hitting the towering main altar.

Huanghuang Zuwei, countless monks were lying on the ground, unable to stand up let alone fight.

After the main altar was activated by the spiritual power of the Second Confucian Patriarch, it absorbed the energy of heaven and earth, and the thick beam of light that emerged was connected to the divine world.

Any monk who attacks the main altar will attract thunder and lightning from the divine realm.

It's like a punishment from heaven, it will be suppressed and killed.

The Celestial Clock of Truth attacks the main altar, so there will be no exception.

"Chew snap!"

At the other end of the light pillar, the divine realm loomed, and amid the roar, thousands of thunderbolts as thick as ancestral dragons fell down, hitting the Heavenly Bell of Truth.

The brilliance of thunder and lightning is so bright that it can be seen deep in the universe.

"Who is that?"

Meng Ge narrowed his eyes and looked at the top of the main altar.

There, a black figure stood clearly, bathed in thunder and lightning, ignoring the clock of truth that might fall at any time.

"It's him! Did he choose the God Realm or Di Chen?"

-out

Mortal recognizes the Dark Lord.

The Dark Lord held Mjolnir in his hand and turned into a black stream of light, rushing out of the atmosphere of the heaven world, dragging out a thunder tail tens of thousands of miles long, and shouted coldly: "Zombie Demon, I have been waiting for you in the heaven world for many days!"

"boom!"

The two ancestors came into contact instantly.

The Thor's Hammer fell, breaking through all the zombie demon's defenses and landing on him.

"Pfft!"

With just one blow, Zombie Nightmare's chest was pierced by the heavy hammer, causing blood to flow.

After the corpse nightmare flew out, he immediately ran away, with surprise written on his face: "Have you achieved consistency? How could this be Huang Yue? God Realm returned Huang Yue to you..."

Corpse Nightmare figured out the most crucial part in an instant.

But because he didn't expect that the Dark Lord's realm had improved a lot, he suffered heavy losses while underestimating the enemy, and was already at an absolute disadvantage.

"Consistency is not such a remarkable state. When I am at my peak, it is the beginning and the end. With Huang Yue, I can naturally master the consistent power of my ancestors in an instant. How about that hammer just now? Isn't it uncomfortable?"

The Dark Lord controlled the space, and the sea of ​​stars under his feet folded instantly, and he easily caught up with the corpse demon with just one step.

"Boom!"

Mjolnir fell again.

The endless thunder and lightning turned into a purple ocean, condensed into hundreds of thousands of thunder and lightning beasts, and crashed into the corpse demon.

The entire space in the star field was shattered.

The corpse demon used the three tripods to protect its body, but it was still thrown away, and its body fell into the Lihentian.

The White Jade God-Emperor said: "Nightland, you should know, is the place of cultivation of the Yan clan of Lihentian. It is also the ancestral land of the Yan Luo clan. It is known as one of the relics of prehistoric civilization."

"It is indeed a piece of prehistoric land that has been preserved from a lot of calamities in the previous era."

"The reason why you monks in later generations call it a devil's land is because of the extremely terrifying existence of Liangmo in the early days. Liangmeng is a statue formed by condensing the remaining tribulation fire from a large number of tribulations and giving birth to spiritual wisdom. A creature from the beginning.”

"He is the ancestor of the Yama clan. The Yama clan should have been called the Nightmare clan."

Tianmu consumed the shock in her heart and said: "The destructive power of a large number of kalpas can actually give birth to spiritual wisdom and turn into a living being?"

"Who said that the power of calamity must mean destruction?"

The White Jade God Emperor asked back, and then said: "The monks of later generations who have reached the peak of Taixu God will go to Lihentian to absorb and comprehend the power of measurement. This power of measurement is the residual power of a large number of tribulations. You can cultivate to the immeasurable realm. The essence is to realize the power and Taoist aggregates of a large number of kalpas."

"A large number of tribulations are both destroying the previous era and opening up the next era. They represent both death and life."

Tianmu thought of something and asked: "What is the relationship between the zombie demon and Liangmeng?"

"It's a literal relationship! The corpse of Liang Mo was given new spiritual intelligence by Ming Ancestor and started his second life. Of course, after Liang Mo died in the Taichu era, a large amount of calamity fire in his body dispersed into Lihen The sky has turned into the power of strength that you are familiar with, so the corpse of Corpse Nightmare is not very powerful." The White Jade God Emperor said slowly.

Tian Lao said: "The cultivation level of Liang Mo should be very extraordinary, how could he die in the Taichu era?

"Shouldn't you be curious as to why he could give birth to wisdom and life under the eyes of immortals such as Houtu Empress and Hongmeng Black Dragon?" said the White Jade God Emperor.

Tianmu thought for a moment and asked: "Why?"

"Because the third immortal in prehistory was my mother, Bai Ze! It was she who took away the remaining calamity fire of a large number of calamities, cultivated spiritual wisdom, shaped life, and later gave birth to me with Liang Mo. "

The White Jade God Emperor looked at Tianbang and said: "I and the Golden Buried White Tiger are half-brothers and sisters! The Golden Buried White Tiger is a prehistoric fetal egg, and I don't count."