There was a moment of silence in the Wind Pavilion.
How could a being like Patriarch Chongming perish like this?
The former Lord of the Southern Universe, a ninety-third-level mental power giant, died in this Wind Pavilion. They had witnessed it all.
Everyone looked at Zhang Ruochen with a little more awe.
"The Kingdom of the Underworld is one of the most murderous places in the universe today. It is extremely dangerous. Leave immediately." Zhang Ruochen said.
Led by the seven great men, the gods rushed out of the Wind Pavilion in a ball of divine light.
"Form up a formation and defeat the army of underworld soldiers."
The seven adults raised their hands.
The Time Death Tree appeared behind him, its trunk rapidly growing from tens of meters high to tens of thousands of meters high.
Countless formation inscriptions hang down among the lush branches and leaves.
The gods in the Temple of Destiny released the divine world and turned into formation bases, forming a combined attack formation with the Death Tree of Time.
The power of all gods is connected as one.
Outside the Wind Pavilion, black clouds piled up layer by layer, covering the sky and the earth. Countless underworld soldiers stood in the clouds holding war weapons.
There are 80,000 battle flags, and the drums are beating loudly.
The cultivation level of these underworld soldiers is not high and they have not reached the divine realm, but the black clouds under them are the condensed formations of the 80,000-story building in the underworld. Their fighting spirit is quite condensed, forming a tall and majestic fighting spirit.
The battle is about to break out.
In the dark clouds in the northeast corner of Feng Pavilion, the sound of killing soared into the sky, and the sound of war drums sounded like thunder.
A thousand-foot-tall Netherworld War Spirit, holding a precious mirror, fired a blood-red death beam and struck the Time Death Tree.
"It's my soul-clearing mirror."
A great god from the Temple of Destiny exclaimed, then cursed in a low voice.
After they were captured, the soldiers were taken away.
The Seven Masters displayed their heroic demeanor and scattered the flying death beams with a single point of their finger.
The fingers flew into the black clouds and broke the formation inscriptions.
Thousands of underworld soldiers fell like rain.
The Netherworld War Spirit was hit in the chest, let out a low roar, and dissipated.
The Soul-Qing Mirror exploded open and turned into scrap metal fragments, flying in all directions like meteors.
"Let's activate the formation together and fight our way out of the Kingdom of Hades."
The seven masters flew to the top of the Death Tree of Time, stood facing the wind, with outstanding figures, spread out their right hands, and struck the sky with one palm.
The billions of runes in the palm of his hand turned into a rain of runes flying out from the sky, overwhelming the black clouds.
The gods under the Time Death Tree moved quickly, and hundreds of divine worlds rotated, turning into a formation millstone and pushing outwards.
Wherever the formation millstone passed, the formation of the underworld soldiers collapsed, unable to resist, and they all disappeared into smoke.
In the final analysis, just as Zhang Ruochen guessed, only the spirit of the underworld can control the formations in the Kingdom of the Underworld. The underworld generals in the Eighty Thousand Underworld Tower can only activate the formation inscription defense.
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The God of Xiuchen, who was blocked from the Demon Ancestor Ridge, was furious. He sensed the situation and looked at the direction of the Wind Pavilion.
I saw that the thick black clouds of underworld energy were dispersed by the divine light, and the Death Tree of Time shrouded hundreds of divine worlds. It quickly moved outwards, and the released power fluctuated, causing the surrounding space of hundreds of thousands of miles to tremble.
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God Xiu Chen showed joy and laughed loudly: "The ancestor of Chongming has been suppressed, why don't you just go and capture him?"
The faces of the demon ancestor giants such as Grandma Xue and Wu Zhen who were guarding the Demon Ancestor Ridge became extremely ugly.
However, they did not believe that Patriarch Chongming would be suppressed.
With the ancestor's strength, it shouldn't be difficult to contain Zhang Ruochen for several days or even months.
As long as Zhang Ruochen doesn't take action, they will definitely be able to defend Yaozu Ridge.
Yaozu Ridge is the divine world of Yaozu, which contains the rules and order of the ancestors. Even the earth veins flowing along the bottom of the mountains are formed by the gathering of the ancestors' divine energy.
Just like this, even with the cultivation of Xiuchen God and wielding the Demonic Stone Sword, he was unable to break through the defense of Demon Ancestor Ridge.
"Boom!"
From the direction of Feng Pavilion, there was an earth-shattering sound.
The divine energy and divine light spread out in circles like a tidal wave, instantly killing all the underworld soldiers and underworld generals within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.
Zhang Ruochen held the sacred sycamore tree in his hand and soared into the sky. The rays of light on his body spread all over the land of the underworld, like an unparalleled god emperor.
Those generals in the underworld, even though they were thousands of miles away, were trembling with fear from his divine power. Some of them bent their legs and knelt on the ground.
In the Demon Ancestor Ridge, the group of demons were shocked and frightened.
Zhang Ruochen actually took away the sacred sycamore tree.
Moreover, the ancestor did not come out of the Wind Pavilion with him, and his breath was completely gone.
Could it be...
Really suppressed?
The body of Xu Kun, the god of war, was as big as a hill, and the ground shook under his feet. There was a metal ball-shaped artifact suspended above his head, and he said in a deep voice: "All the gods in Yaozu Ridge, you are all forced to join the Mingzu faction because of the ancestors of Chongming.
. Now, the ancestor of Chongming has been suppressed and killed by Di Chen. If you surrender voluntarily, with Di Chen's mind, I will definitely give you a way to live. Otherwise, it will be a dead end!"
"Ancestor Chongming is dead?"
Even the God of Xiu Chen didn't believe it. He felt that Xu Kun, the God of War, was bragging. He even felt contempt in his heart. He thought that Xu Kun, the God of War, had no immortal pride and was too flattering.
How can a ninety-third-level mental power giant be wiped out so easily?
In the Demon Ancestor Ridge, a pot exploded.
Some of the demon monks with lower cultivation levels felt like they were struck by a bolt from the blue, their faith collapsed and they collapsed on the ground. Of course, there were also many demon ancestor monks who did not believe in Xu Kun, the god of war, and had a firm attitude and wanted to fight to the end.
"Where is the knife?"
Zhang Ruochen looked at Yaozu Ridge from a distance, with the blood wings of the ancestor on his back staining the world red, and he raised his hand to grab it.
The Demonic Stone Knife in the hand of God Xiu Chen flew away, turned into a winding trace of light, and fell into Zhang Ruochen's hand.
He raised his hand and struck out with the knife.
Draw out the sword and move the clouds and flowing water.
The demonic energy was overwhelming, and the sword light extended for hundreds of thousands of miles.
"Wow!"
The sword light fell in the sky above Yaozu Ridge, and among the mountains, thousands of divine clouds containing the power of the ancestors rose into the sky. The rules and order of the ancestors condensed into a thick atmosphere.
"Puff puff……"
In the Demon Ancestor Ridge, countless demon monks exploded into blood clouds.
The sword light broke through Xiaguang and the rules, but it did not collapse Yao Zuling's defense.
"Lord Di Chen, I will recruit them and break their will to resist from within."
Xu Kun, the God of War, entered Yaozu Ridge along the defensive gap opened by the Demon Stone Knife.
As a member of the Demon Ancestor, he had friendships with many gods in the past. He did not want all the demons to die under Zhang Ruochen's sword. There was no point in resisting anymore.
Zhang Ruochen didn't want to waste time, so he rolled up a thousand clouds of demonic energy with the stone knife in his hand, but he keenly sensed that the rules of time above the Kingdom of Hades had become active.
The sound of water flow sounded, and a majestic and astonishing river appeared in the space, rushing straight towards the Kingdom of the Underworld.
The rules of time are even more boiling.
"The spirit of the underworld is so powerful. It really changes the world." Zhang Ruochen sighed and secretly deduced in his heart that if a powerful person of Tianzun level escaped into the river of time, would he have the ability to lock on the opponent and pull him into the preset situation?
area?
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On the long river of time.
The Shrine of the Past and the Shrine of the Future are like two isolated islands, drifting rapidly into the future as time flows.
Fengtian stood on the top of the future palace, with a Gate of Destiny suspended behind her. Inside the gate, the aura of death was thick, and more than 50% of the mysteries of death were condensed into a dominator armor and attached to her body.
"Boom!"
Tianding flew on the long river of time, violently colliding with Jixiang Ruyi, causing waves.
Baal manifested a giant demonic body, stepped on the temple of origin, and chased behind, using demonic energy to control good luck. At the same time, wisps of demonic energy were like a gauze, constantly entangling the Tianding.
This is his original magical power, which can rob other monks' artifacts and weapons.
Jixiang Ruyi and the Origin Temple were taken away by him in this way.
"Palace Master, the secret of destiny is being lost. It was taken away by Baal and cannot be locked at all. His attainments in the way of destiny are too high!"
Que stood at the gate of the past shrine, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and stuck the Shadow Pill Sword firmly into the ground.
With his body and Shadow Pill Sword, he locked the secret of destiny in the palace, but he could no longer hold it. His body and sword were covered with cracks, like ceramics, and would break at any time.
Another person who guarded the past shrine, "Liao Xi", was previously hit by Baal with auspicious luck. His body was broken and decomposed. His soul was seriously injured and he was recovering from his injuries.
The total number of gods in the two temples was only over 300, and all of them were seriously injured.
Facing the existence of the semi-ancestral level, only Fengtian can challenge him. The others cannot even think of posing a threat to them even by self-destructing the divine source.
In fact, Fengtian was injured even more seriously. His body was seriously injured several times. Although it was reshaped, half of his divine light was dimmed.
After refining the three broken bodies of the nine-headed stone man, Baal's demonic body became more powerful and his Taoism became more profound. After going all out, Fengtian could not compete with him.
With all the trump cards being used, it can only last until this moment.
If it were any other Tianzun-level person, he would have died in Baal's hands long ago.
It became increasingly difficult for Fengtian to control Tianding, and she couldn't take it back. Although she didn't see any emotional changes on her face, only she knew that she had failed in this huge gamble.
A difference of one realm is a world of difference.
She is not Zhang Ruochen, and there is only one Zhang Ruochen in the world. Only Zhang Ruochen can cross realms and fight against enemies.
Fengtian didn't regret it at all, she knew she had to take this trip.
If there is danger, don’t fight, then there is no need to practice!
Even if you lose, you will die vigorously.
However, she couldn't help but think of Zhang Ruochen and his angrily leaving the Nutian Palace.
If she could have softened her tone at that time and told Zhang Ruochen that "she doesn't have that much time anymore" and relied on the power of Zhang Ruochen and Sword World, would the result have been different?
Fengtian knew very well that as long as she asked, it would be difficult for Zhang Ruochen to refuse her.
If Zhang Ruochen knew that from the day of Nirvana, she would only have one yuan of time to fight against the sky, then Zhang Ruochen would help her even if his body was broken into pieces.
For no other reason than to repay a favor, Zhang Ruochen would do this.
But how could she bear to see Zhang Ruochen shattered to pieces?
She was half buried, and her chances of survival were slim.
Zhang Ruochen is rising like the morning sun, and will shine like the sun in the sky, illuminating the universe. How can Fengtian drag him into the quagmire and die?
Fengtian had a lot of thoughts, thinking about Xumi's death, thinking about the friendship he had with Kong Fanning, thinking about the thousands of lives that died in her hands and the world that was destroyed in her hands. She had no regrets and no regrets.
There is no joy.
Even if she had to start all over again, she would still take this road of death.
Only in the flash of lightning, remembering being kissed by Zhang Ruochen suddenly on the wall of the Impermanence Ghost City, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.
As a corpse clan and a god of death, it is an extraordinary experience to be able to have your heart beat once in this life.
enough!
Even the master of the Temple of Destiny has done it, what else do you expect?
Half ancestor?
How many great heroes have there been throughout the ages, and how many of them have been able to reach the level of half-ancestor?
"Feng Caiyi, your fighting spirit has weakened. Have you given up? In fact, you don't need to fight anymore. As long as you give half of your soul and surrender to me, you can still continue to be the Temple of Destiny on the surface.
The master of the palace is one person inferior to ten thousand people. This palace is also the temple of birth and destiny. All the gods in the past and future palaces can save their lives."
Baal's divine voice came from the long river of time, bringing Fengtian's thoughts back to reality.
He didn't dare to push Fengtian too hard.
If Feng Tianruo explodes his divine source, he is not sure that he can suppress it.
Fengtian sent a message: "There is no need to guard anymore. All the gods in the past shrine will enter the future shrine."
"Master!" Yan Ju said.
"Master!" Blood Leaf Wutong said.
Prajna said: "Palace Master!"
The gods who can survive are not mediocre people. When Feng Tian gave this order, he realized what she was going to do.
"No one needs to say anything! The space mark locked on me by the spirit of the underworld cannot be refined, and I can't leave! But you can still leave, I will send you there... Lian Xi, take them
When you go to the Sword World, Zhang Ruochen's time and space accomplishments are unrivaled in the world, and he will definitely respond to you in advance."
Feng Tian flew to the top of the past palace, and the divine blood in his body burned. The flames took the shape of phoenix feathers and flew in the void.
"Hurry up and go to the Future Shrine."
Que is an absolutely rational person. He gave up guarding the past shrine and forcibly took the gods with him to move to the future shrine.
"I live and die with my master."
"Master, Yan Ju has not left yet. He is buried in the past palace. There are thousands of monks in the world. Who has not died in the long river of time?"
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Ling Xi stood up slowly, walked to the edge of the past shrine, looked at the river formed by the time rules and time mark light spots, and whispered: "It's his breath, he came to Beizawa Great Wall..."
She and Zhang Ruochen had practiced double cultivation, and they had a subtle connection with each other.
"Wow!"
Divine light flashed, and the first artifact of the Temple of Time, the "Eternal Spear", appeared in her hand.
She threw the spear of eternity straight towards the direction she sensed.
The Spear of Eternity fell into the water like a guide. Suddenly, ripples spread one after another, and the world of space appeared. The land of Hades appeared in front of the long river of time.
Zhang Ruochen appeared at the end of the long river of time, standing upright and holding a knife, as if he had been waiting for endless years to welcome their arrival.
In the space of the real world, time overlaps rapidly.