Feng Pavilion is also at the foot of Yaozu Ridge and at the other end of the mountain.
Standing in the divine world of Xukun God of War, Zhang Ruochen could easily peek through the world barrier and see the huge and towering Hades Tower building outside.
A strong and frightening aura of destiny and power came to my face.
More than 10% of the secrets of destiny are gathered here. The rules of destiny squeeze out other rules of heaven and earth, forming an independent and unique region.
"What a powerful formation, like the roots of a big tree, the inscriptions are intertwined and deeply penetrated into the kingdom of the underworld."
Zhang Ruochen originally wanted to take away the entire Wind Pavilion, but now he had to give up this idea.
When manpower is limited.
Even when facing the Half-Ancestor, Zhang Ruochen had the confidence to compete with him. However, facing the Kingdom of the Underworld, he felt like he was being suppressed everywhere, unable to go on a rampage or do as he pleased.
The ancestral means left behind by the corpse demon, such as the Divine Lock of Heaven and Earth, cannot be analyzed or broken.
This sense of crisis made Zhang Ruochen realize that he must leave some backup before entering the Wind Pavilion.
"Wow!"
Wind Pavilion's defensive array light curtain opened a gap.
Ancestor Gan was dressed in black robes and stood behind a gap in the light curtain. A rotten tail covered with scales was suspended beneath him, giving people a sinister and dangerous feeling.
"Meet Yuanzu."
The three adults and the four figures saluted in unison.
Xukun Zhanshen said: "On the orders of our ancestors, the seven great men who are visiting Tiannan would like to ask Ancestor Tan for a convenience."
In the black robe, only scarlet eyes were visible. After scanning the three people, Gan Zu disappeared silently into the gray mist.
"Yu Zu's combat power is at least in the middle stage of Immortality. In addition, he is in charge of the Wind Pavilion Formation. He is a very dangerous person." War God Xu Kun communicated with Zhang Ruochen using his spiritual thoughts.
Entering the Wind Pavilion, Zhang Ruochen soon saw the gods of the Temple of Destiny imprisoned inside.
They were sealed inside the gates of destiny. There were hundreds of gates, and the figures inside the gates were faintly visible.
These gates of destiny are all intertwined with rules and order.
The three adults walked quickly, looking for the door of destiny that blocked the seven adults.
Xukun War God glanced at Si Xiang who was standing aside and said: "Hou Tu War God came to Feng Pavilion for some reason?"
It looks like a deer, a donkey, a horse, and an ox.
Four images and four dissimilarities.
A strange laughter burst out of its mouth.
As laughter rang out, the door of Feng Pavilion closed with a bang.
"Wow!"
Countless formation inscriptions appeared on the ground, walls, pillars, temple roofs... in all directions, and ancient divine formations were moving in the space.
Even with Xu Kun's early cultivation level as the God of War, he felt suppressed by the tyrannical formation, and it was extremely difficult to lift his arms.
It seems like there are thousands of sacred mountains pressing down on every inch of my body.
"I came here naturally to kill you, the traitor, and Zhang Ruochen who is hiding in your divine world."
The person who said this is not a different person.
The ancestor of the Chongming Dynasty held a magic staff and walked out of the world of four different gods. His powerful spiritual power was released and connected with the formation in the Wind Pavilion.
No matter how calm Xukun War God is, his mind is in chaos at this moment!
He never thought that even though he was so cautious, he would still be exposed long ago.
What's more, I didn't expect that Patriarch Chongming actually knew that Zhang Ruochen was hiding in his divine world.
Deliberately letting them enter the Wind Pavilion was just a trick, and he wanted to use this formation to suppress them.
"Why can't I understand what the ancestor is saying?"
Xukun War God was worried that Patriarch Chongming was deceiving him and would never admit it.
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, dead people... dead chickens don't need to understand that much."
Patriarch Chongming struck the ground with the magic staff in his hand.
"Chichi!"
Thousands of dazzling power beams went straight towards the Xukun God of War.
Each of these beams of light is like a heavenly sword, cutting the divine energy, cutting off the rules, and tearing into pieces the magical power exerted by the Xukun God of War.
It is conceivable that once these beams of light come close, even if the Xukun God of War has an immortal body, it will be torn apart.
Xu Kun, the God of War, quickly retreated, his eyes blurred.
Zhang Ruochen was already standing in front of him, raised his palm, and the space instantly distorted and changed, and all the flying beams of light scattered in front of his palm.
With light and indifferent writing, the demonic light magic of the Chongming ancestor can be resolved.
Xukun War God secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just now he was too panicked and lost his bearings.
With Di Chen here, there is no need to fear Patriarch Chongming.
"Ha ha!"
Seeing that Zhang Ruochen really showed up, Patriarch Chongming laughed loudly: "I didn't expect that you are really here! You don't want to live, but you only seek death. What an unexpected surprise."
Zhang Ruochen put one hand behind his back and said with great self-cultivation: "Old Ancestor is a little too proud!"
"You have a good temperament, but you are just pretending to be calm. With your current cultivation level, you can see that the formation in the Wind Pavilion is the handiwork of the ancestor Corpse Demon. Even if you have the Anti-God Monument, in a short time, you can
It is impossible to break the formation. And in this short period of time, I can severely injure you to the point where you lose your fighting power."
"Do you know why these gods in the Temple of Destiny are only imprisoned? They are just waiting for you to catch you, a big fish!"
It’s not that Patriarch Chongming didn’t want to kill Zhang Ruochen, but because of his cultivation, it was impossible to kill Zhang Ruochen.
Even if Zhang Ruochen were to capture him without any effort, he still wouldn't be able to do it if he was given a hundred thousand years.
Zhang Ruochen said: "I asked myself to be cautious along the way and not to expose any flaws. Someone should have told you the news about Fengtian and I coming to Beize Great Wall in secret, right?"
"Are you stalling for time?" Chongming Patriarch said.
Seeing that he did not deny it, Zhang Ruochen knew that he had guessed correctly and continued: "I want to tell you that Fengtian was attacked not long after he arrived at the Beize Great Wall. It can be seen that his whereabouts were leaked. How could I not be careful about this?
?”
"Furthermore, 60,000 years ago, Lord Wentian was ambushed by you in the Demon God Realm. As a high-ranking person, War God Xukun didn't know the truth at all. I knew then that either War God Xukun betrayed me, or
He has been exposed."
Patriarch Chongming's smile gradually faded, and he said: "If you can really foresee things, why are you trapped in Feng Pavilion now, unable to control your life or death?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "Do you know that you made a fatal mistake?"
"What is wrong."
"You're so greedy!"
Zhang Ruochen continued: "You shouldn't have entered the Wind Pavilion! If you don't enter the Wind Pavilion and preside over the formation outside, with the power left by the corpse demon, it will indeed be very difficult. When the spirit of the underworld comes back, I may really
I can’t leave!”
"You not only wanted to keep me here, but also wanted to take this opportunity to devour the seven adults, so you took the risk to enter the Wind Pavilion. But you are too greedy. Your strength cannot support your greed."
"If you choose one of two things, you have at least a 70% chance of success. But if you do two things together, you are destined to fail."
The Chongming Patriarch was determined and unaffected.
However, Si Xiang, who was standing next to him, was frightened and uncertain. He quickly retreated and distanced himself. He was very afraid of Zhang Ruochen, fearing that he would really not be suppressed. At that time, the Tianzun-level battle broke out. How could he be so free and boundless?
Survive the aftermath of the battle?
The Xukun War God showed no fear and had full confidence in Zhang Ruochen. He smiled and said: "Di Chen has no plans left, old man, how can you be his opponent? If you just surrender, there is no way that Master Di Chen can let you live."
You are the mount."
Patriarch Chongming sneered: "As long as I'm here, it doesn't matter whether you're inside or outside the pavilion. Besides, Ancestor Qian is outside. This is a situation of both internal and external killings. Even if you have earth-shaking abilities, you are just a turtle in the urn today.
"
"boom!"
The divine staff was raised, and the layers of bright and complex array disks on the top of the Wind Pavilion quickly fell down, like shackles, one after another.
These formations were all left behind by the corpse demon, containing the power of the ancestors and comparable to the magical powers exerted by the ancestors.
In some formations, there is a universe with billions of stars; in some formations, there is an ancestral dragon, containing the aura of the ancestors, flying in circles; in some formations, there is the Naihe Bridge, which is covered with red crow trees.
The power of the ancestor is so terrifying. With just one move, he has the power to kill a half-ancestor like Wentian Jun.
"Peng!"
The Xukun God of War was not in the center of the formation, but when the formation fell, his whole body was still shattered with broken bones, like mud, and he was suppressed to the ground.
Zhang Ruochen exerted force on his arms and slowly raised them, and the power of endless space overflowed.
"Boom!"
All formations shook violently.
Even the Feng Pavilion was shaking gently.
"This boy is actually so strong, Mr. Qian, please give me a helping hand."
The Chongming Patriarch didn't believe in the formations left by his ancestors at that time, so he couldn't suppress Zhang Ruochen.
Holding the staff in both hands, the mental power is stimulated to the extreme.
The four figures behind him were so stimulated by this spiritual power that they had a splitting headache, their souls were being penetrated, and their bodies flew out, rolling and screaming on the ground.
"Snapped!"
The staff crushed the ground and sank three inches into the ground.
When Patriarch Chongming saw that Zhang Ruochen was suppressed by the formation and stood there, unable to move any longer, a smile finally appeared on his face again.
Although Zhang Ruochen could be suppressed in place, even he couldn't get close to this formation.
After letting go, Patriarch Chongming looked towards where the three great men were.
At this moment, the three great men were burning with divine flames all over their bodies. They used a fusiform artifact to continuously attack the Gate of Destiny that sealed the seven great men.
"Old Seven, I told you not to associate with those people in the hell world, but you didn't listen. Why did you come to Beize Great Wall? Those people can't save the second senior brother, nor can they save the master. They are all fake, and they have all taken Zhang Ruochen's benefits.
,Everyone deserves to die."
The three adults were extremely anxious after hearing the conversation Zhang Ruochen had just had with Patriarch Chongming.
This old man, Patriarch Chongming, is so hateful that he actually wants to devour the seven great men.
If Lao Qi dies, Tiannan will be completely doomed!
Master's hard work will be destroyed in one day.
Even if it costs his life, he must rescue the seven adults today.
"How can you break through this door of destiny?"
Ancestor Chongming knew that time was running out and the spirit of the underworld would come back soon, so he had to swallow Tiannan Laoqi into his belly before then.
When the time comes, everything will just fall on Zhang Ruochen and Xukun God of War.
Seeing Patriarch Chongming approaching him step by step, the three adults rushed over without knowing where they got the courage, and all their spiritual power returned to the Divine Heart.
His bloodshot eyes were filled with unprecedented determination.
"Master is dead, senior brother is gone, and second senior brother is also dead. Since everyone is going to die, let's go underground to reunite..."
"Self-destruction of God's heart? It's ridiculous to use a mantis as a chariot."
Patriarch Chongming waved his sleeves and rushed out. The bodies of the three adults who rushed to him quickly turned into ashes.
Nothing was left except a God's heart full of cracks.
After the ancestor of the Chongming Dynasty received this divine heart, his lips became longer and his head grew countless feathers, turning into a bird head.
A peck with a sharp beak, and the heart is deep in his heart.
The seven masters stood behind the Gate of Destiny, watching all this with helpless eyes. Their fingers were clenched tightly, and their teeth were almost broken. They beat the light curtain with the greatest strength, but they could not get out at all.
He seemed to be shouting something, but no one could hear him.
The ancestor of Chongming came to the gate of destiny and pointed it out.
The Gate of Destiny twisted like a whirlpool, and the seven masters rushed out of it. They lost their center of gravity, staggered, and fell at the feet of Patriarch Chongming.
His mental power was sealed, making him no different from a mortal.
Ancestor Chongming had a sarcastic smile on his face: "Qingcang can be considered the overlord of one side. In this era, he can compete with the ancestors. Unfortunately, as a dead clan, he lacks the spirit of decisive killing. If he
If Zhang Ruochen was killed at all costs, how could he end up with such a tragic ending? It can be seen that when doing things, you must do it right, and you must eradicate the roots, otherwise the consequences will be endless."
Patriarch Chongming grabbed the seven masters by their necks and lifted him up.
Looking at the angry eyes of the seven adults, he felt a sense of joy in his heart, as if the life and death of all life in this world were under his control, and could be born or destroyed with a single thought.
"Tian Nan Lao San sent Lei Gong to kill Zhang Ruochen with the power of the Ming Ancestor faction. This is his last wish, and I will help him fulfill it. What about you, what is your last wish?" Chong Ming Patriarch asked with a smile.
The seven adults said nothing and stared at him with strong murderous intent.
His heart roared like a war drum, and bit by bit, he tore open the seal that Patriarch Chongming had placed before.
Patriarch Chongming was not worried at all about what kind of trouble he might stir up, and said: "Since I have no last words, I will send you on your way! I hope that the spiritual power and the Death Tree of Time that you inherited from Qingcang can help me hit the ninety
Fourth-level semi-ancestral realm.”
"boom!"
The wind pavilion shook violently.
An overwhelming wave of power erupted from the center of the hall and vented in all directions.
Ancestor Chongming's face changed drastically, and he immediately released his mental power, condensing a formation shield to resist the tide of power that was being released.
He took more than ten steps back before the impact was resolved.
"Da da!"
Zhang Ruochen held Shen Yuan's Divine Sword and walked towards him step by step.
Those formation inscriptions were like countless spider webs wrapped around Zhang Ruochen's body, but they were cut through one by one with his sword and could not stop him.
"I told you that your strength cannot support your greed. Why don't you believe me?" Zhang Ruochen said lightly.
"This is impossible. How can you break the formation left by the original ancestor? There is an old man inside and an ancestor outside."
Although Patriarch Chongming focused on devouring the Seven Great Men, with his mental strength, he could still control the formation here to a certain extent, let alone being in the Wind Pavilion, even if he was hundreds of millions of miles away.
Therefore, he did not think that it was because of his distraction that he fell short.
Zhang Ruochen said: "The formations left by the ancestors are indeed powerful, but it is a pity that the person who controls the formations is not the ancestors. You are only at level 93. Do you think you can challenge me with the external power left by the ancestors?"
At this time, Patriarch Chongming heard the screams of Patriarch Chan outside the Feng Tower.
"You have ancestor Chu outside, and I have Xiu Chen outside. Do you really think that Xiu Chen is not a master?" Zhang Ruochen said.