The universe of heaven and hell is vaster and boundless than the realm of hell, and it is difficult for gods to cross it.
The "small calamity of life and death" initiated by the Mingzu faction, and the "genocide technique" initiated by Gandharva and Meng Naihe, turned the entire universe into a true purgatory.
Every moment, billions of creatures wither and die, or disappear into ashes.
As the clan annihilation technique became more and more intense, countless monks of the Meng family were reduced to ashes, and the blood-red fighting spirits in the starry sky continued to solidify, releasing terrifying power.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha pierced Huang Tian's chest and trampled Shang Tian's waist. He stopped and peered at the blood-red fighting spirit. His divine voice spread into the starry sky: "Why bother fighting to this point? What's the point? By submitting to me, the Meng family may still be able to retain its incense and become the first family in the new era after a lot of calamities."
"You can even treat Meng Huangyou and Meng Huang'e as puppets, projecting ancestral power and causing them to die in battle. Can you still let the Meng family go? Can I understand the meaning of retaining the incense as sparing me? What a pity. , the old woman is too old to inherit the Meng family’s incense. This battle is a duel between the Meng family and you. The Meng family will use the strength of the entire clan to conquer the Ming Ancestor! Even if the clan is defeated today, it will still be a vigorous one."
The Gandharva stood between the eyebrows of the blood-red war spirit. The stars around him were dim, and the divine light erupting from his body seemed to be able to pierce the heaven, earth and universe.
Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha said: "How do you know that hundreds of millions of Meng family members are willing? The so-called clan annihilation technique and the so-called clan annihilation are just your wishful thinking."
The aura erupting from the blood-red fighting spirit was so terrifying that even the clones of the Underworld Ancestor were afraid. Otherwise, how could he talk so much to Gandharva?
Gandharva was not affected by His words, and his heart was as solid as a rock, and he said loudly: "The Meng family, I have the final say! Whether the hundreds of millions of Meng family members will die from the calamity of life and death, or from the genocide, it is also I have the final say."
Meng Naihe felt pain in his heart and roared: "There is still Tianhuang... The Meng family has the final say about Tianhuang, not you. The fate of Tianhuang and the fate of life and death can only be controlled by the Meng family. If you want to launch the life-and-death calamity to harvest the entire universe, you must first break through the Meng family. This door, this key, must imprison you in the River of Forgetfulness. Unless... we are all dead!"
Meng Naihe knew very well that all the members of the Meng family today could only choose between "succumbing to clan annihilation techniques" or "succumbing to a small calamity of life and death".
Rather than becoming the nourishment of the Underworld Ancestor, it is better to burn everything and fight to the bitter end.
Gandharva and Meng Naihe are also members of the Meng family. After performing genocide, their bodies were also burning.
It's just that the cultivation level is high enough that it didn't burn out in a short period of time.
"boom!"
Gandharva used his spiritual power to lock onto Tanduo Ksitigarbha, controlled the blood-red fighting spirit, and stepped into the River of Forgetfulness from the starry sky.
Blood-red footprints fell like clouds.
The lotus mark between Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha's eyebrows burned, mobilizing the ancestral rules and the order of the underworld in the corpse plain, and struck upward...
"Bang!"
It can't be stopped at all.
Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha and the projection of Mingzu all exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.
Burned out quickly.
Shang Tian and Huang Tian regained their complete bodies and looked at the fragmented plain of bones. They could no longer feel the breath of Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha.
The aura projected by Mingzu's clone also dissipated!
It is devastated, with cracks in the ground and space coexisting.
The blood-red fighting spirit spans across the Forgotten River and the starry sky outside, with overwhelming momentum.
"This Gandharva..."
Shangtian thinks that he is also extremely cold and decisive, but compared with Gandharva, he seems to be far behind.
If he is asked to decide the life and death of the entire Shang clan in a very short period of time, burning the clan just to fight against the Underworld Ancestor, he will definitely hesitate, and there will definitely be a very difficult psychological struggle.
Once you hesitate, you may miss your opportunity and lose the opportunity to perform the "genocide technique".
"Crack!"
The entire starry sky was like crystal glass with countless cracks.
Gandharva, Meng Naihe, Huang Tian, Shang Tian and others all had their expressions change drastically, and they all looked up.
"Boom!"
Outside the Forgotten River, countless billions of miles of space shattered and collapsed, creating a scene like the end of the universe. The terrifying ancestral energy burst out, destroying all matter and the rules of heaven and earth.
It was the battle between Ksitigarbha and Hades that caused the space channel to collapse and tear apart a large swath of the starry sky in the real universe.
"Crash!"
The water of the Hades Sea turned into thousands of waterfalls, pouring down from unknown space.
In the field of vision of Wangchuan and others, the true form of Ming Zu appeared.
His whole body was wrapped in dark light and his appearance could not be seen clearly.
However, just this shadow has already frightened the hearts of both Tianzun and half-ancestors, causing fear, cowardice, cowardice, humility and other negative emotions to come over them uncontrollably.
Facing the Ming Ancestor clone that was projected on Meng Huangyou before, it takes great courage to break through the psychological barrier and attack it.
The true form of the Ming Ancestor is in the void, covering the universe. Who knows how many Yuan Hui are not bowing their heads?
Ksitigarbha was defeated!
Even though he burned the blood of the ancestors and tried his best, he still couldn't stop the footsteps of Ming Ancestor. The golden body was beaten to pieces, and fell like more than a dozen meteors towards the River of Forgetfulness.
"If my injury hadn't healed, you would have been wiped out long ago when you first entered the realm of the ancestors."
Ming Zu's tone was low, composed of countless overlapping voices, and his true body walked towards the River of Forgetfulness, one step at a time. His fingers drew a line of light that divided the heaven and earth, and would not give Ksitigarbha the chance to reunite with his golden body.
"war!"
Gandharva roared, controlled the blood-red war spirit, stepped into the broken starry sky, and faced the dark light.
She has a high fighting spirit and is not afraid of the psychological pressure of the true form of the Underworld Ancestor. Every inch of her skin is burned red by the divine flames, and sparks are scattered as she moves forward.
In front of the blood-red fighting spirit, a seal of absolute self-time mastery with a diameter of tens of millions of miles condensed.
Gandharva knew very well that he had to give Ksitigarbha a moment of respite so that he could reunite the golden body of his ancestor. Only when Ksitigarbha recovered could this battle be fought.
Otherwise, everything will end at this moment.
Gandharva has profound attainments in the way of time, and he knows very well what a moment of time means to the ancestor.
We also know how big the difference in combat power is between a monk with a broken body and a monk with a complete body.
"Boom!"
The starry sky further shattered, and the two forces clashed.
Meng Naihe stood on the plain of corpses, staring at the blood-red fighting spirit that collided with the dark light, knowing that Gandharva could never stop the dark ancestor.
I don't know why, even though my body is burning with divine flames and my spirit is in an excited and aggressive state, my heart has become calmer than ever before.
"Everyone, Meng Naihe takes the first step!"
"Chichi!"
He pointed his finger to the center of his eyebrows, and the divine flames on his body burned even more intensely.
With firm and fiery eyes, he flew towards the blood-red fighting spirit in the starry sky without any hesitation.
While flying, he mobilizes the divine energy in his body and flows back towards the divine source.
"Brother Huanyu, I'm here, I didn't keep you waiting for too long!"
The moment Meng Naihe rushed into the blood-red fighting spirit, the Tianzun-level divine source exploded and the energy spread out, like a gorgeous firework blooming in the fighting spirit's body.
At this moment, the blood-red fighting spirit's light increased more than ten times.
The underworld light that the underworld ancestor struck at Ksitigarbha was blocked by Gandharva and the blood-red fighting spirit. The power of the absolute self-time master seal reached the level of the ancestor's magical power.
He used the strength of countless members of the Meng family to withstand Mingzu's attack.
This achievement alone is enough to be legendary forever.
Without any hesitation, Shang Tian and Huang Tian turned around and headed towards the Gray Sea.
The road in this direction is a road to death!
But if the Taoist priest Shengsi can leave, they will naturally dare to leave too.
Yan Huanyu and Meng Naihe would sacrifice themselves without hesitation just to stop Ming Zu for a moment, fighting for a slim glimmer of hope.
A moment's blockage and a moment's delay may be meaningless and cannot change the final result, but you can't accept your fate, right?
Destiny is meant to be broken.
Instead of dying in panic on the way to escape, it is better to strive for this moment of glory.
What if just because of this moment of delay, the situation of the battle will turn for the better?
"Ahem!"
The orb Jizo crawled out from the ground of the broken bones plain and was seriously injured. Fortunately, he was wearing Omma cassock and managed to save his life in the aftermath of the battle just now.
She watched Shang Tian and Huang Tian disappear into the sea of gray.
She also saw Tianmu controlling the Yellow Spring Seal, coming to the sky one step at a time, beating the blood evil bell outside the distant star field, and together with Ksitigarbha and Gandharva, they fought against the Dark Ancestor in an attempt to contain him.
Are you really waiting for a connecting flight?
No!
The key to determining the success or failure of this battle lies in Biluo Pass, in the realm of life and death.
A small amount of tribulations of life and death must be prevented.
Interrupt the process of a small amount of tribulation.
Otherwise, the Ming Ancestor's true body will be able to continuously absorb power from the Santu River to heal his injuries, restore his cultivation, and become stronger and stronger.
How terrifying the Hades Ancestor is in his peak state, Baozhu Jizo cannot imagine.
However, He alone now makes people very desperate.
What Baozhu Ksitigarbha didn't know was that the Ming Ancestor in front of him still projected a considerable part of his power across space to Sanyingtian to solve the hidden dangers of the Gray Sea and stabilize the situation in Biluo Pass. If not, Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha would
You will only lose faster.
…
Haotian's pupils completely turned gray and lost their luster.
The half-ancestral blood in the body was swallowed up by the blood-devouring curse, and the body shriveled up.
The black and yellow thunder ceased, and the clear glow gradually dissipated.
The entire sea of grey fell silent, and all the monks, regardless of their level of cultivation, lowered their heads. In the six battlefields, the six monks knelt down together, as if they had seen the true form of the Ancestor of the Underworld.
At this moment, there is almost no difference between Sanyingtian and Mingzu's real body.
The aura was so terrifying that a sword penetrated Haotian, sucked out his blood and soul, and was cursed to turn into a gray corpse.
Only the ancestor is so powerful.
Er Juntian stood opposite the gray-haired San Yingtian. He looked directly at the past and saw that San Yingtian's right arm holding the sword, as well as the right body above the waist, were all turned into sand, leaving only bones.
Obviously, the cultivation level of Sanyingtian Tianzun level cannot bear the power of the ancestor level.
The sword-slaying of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch and the killing of Haotian just now had left San Yingtian's physical body in a semi-destroyed state.
The Green Deer God King stood in the battle city where the Asuras gathered, and witnessed with his own eyes the two peerless swords just now, one sword broke through the "Twenty-Four Heavens Map" and cut the fourth Confucian Patriarch into two pieces.
Kill Haotian, the peak half-ancestor, with one sword!
To be precise, Haotian was cursed to death.
Blood Devouring Curse, Devour its blood.
The soul-eating curse eats his soul.
Wither and die, curse his body.
The energy of life is absorbed by the death vortex in the world of life and death.
"It's the Ming Bing. On the 16th day, he actually chose San Yingtian to carry the power of the Ming Bing scroll he cultivated. Does this mean that San Yingtian at this moment has one-eighth of the combat power of the Ming Ancestor?"
After all, the Green Deer God King possesses the remnant soul of the ancestor, and has even awakened part of the memory of the ancestor "Asura", and his knowledge is far superior to other monks.
The Mingbing Volume is one of the eight volumes of the Mingshu.
In the memory of the ancestor "Asura", he had seen the Hades' River Styx, which carried one-eighth of the power of the Hades. The battle power of the Styx in the memory was far greater than that of Sanyingtian at the moment.
At that time, Mingzu was undoubtedly at his peak.
There is no need for the true body to take action. The Hades Ancestor releases a River of Styx, or evolves a puppet of the Underworld Soldier, or uses the Underworld City to collect the big worlds in the universe...
With only one-eighth of the strength, it can crush all threats, launch a small amount of calamity, and absorb enough life energy, soul, and blood to maintain the state of immortality.
"Hey! Zhang Ruochen is dead, and Xuanyuan Taihao is also dead. The monks in this world are really vulnerable to the immortals. They are all great medicines." Qinglu God King sighed secretly, not wanting to see such a result.
The power of the immortal made him, a middle-stage half-ancestor, a little desperate.
The high mountains stand tall, and their majesty cannot be touched.
The spiritual body of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch was re-condensed on the gray sea. His mental state was much depressed, and the power of the curse was running around in his body, unable to be refined.
He looked at the gray-haired San Yingtian with fear, and then looked at Haotian's body floating on the gray sea.
"The Ancestor of the Underworld is the Ancestor of the Underworld after all! Today's battle... the success fell short..." The fourth Confucian Ancestor smiled bitterly. He had no fighting spirit and could no longer raise the will to fight to the death.
has no meaning?
A single clone can kill Haotian.
A simple sword can destroy the "Twenty-Four Heavens Map" and severely injure him.
How can we fight?
Facing the ancestor-level power, I probably wouldn't be able to even self-destruct my divine heart!
The terrifying curse is constantly eroding the fighting spirit of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch in his body.
…
Er Juntian was worried that San Yingtian would follow in the footsteps of Meng Huangyou and Meng Huang'e, so he stepped forward to salute and said: "Master Mingzu, can you spare San Yingtian's life?"
The gray-haired San Yingtian glanced at Er Juntian and said: "Xuanyuan Taihao's spiritual will is too strong. It will take some time to refine his blood and soul. The fourth Confucian Patriarch will be left to you!"
If you can take care of him, San Yingtian's life can be saved without my intervention... eh..."
Sudden.
Gray-haired San Yingtian discovered that his connection with the true form of Ming Ancestor was cut off by an unknown force.
He looked around and found that the gray sea that was supposed to be boundless was actually wrapped in a circle that was also bounded and boundless. It was this circle that separated him from the true form of Hades Ancestor.
This circle represents the same level of Taoism as Mingzu.
It's like the invisible seal of the Dark Lord, but it seems to be more mysterious.
"boom!"
Three feet in front of the gray-haired San Yingtian, space exploded, and Taoist priest Shengsi appeared out of thin air, stabbing his heart with a sword.
At this moment, the Taoist priest Shengsi is holding the Shen Yuan Divine Sword. He is like the god of swordsmanship, and his energy and energy are as strong as ever.
In an instant, Shen Yuan's Divine Sword was only ten feet away from the gray-haired San Yingtian.
What Er Juntian couldn't understand was that the gray-haired San Yingtian stood still and resisted with only rules and order, and even couldn't resist.
How is this going?
Of course the gray-haired San Yingtian couldn’t resist!
Because he absorbed Haotian's blood and soul into his body.
Before, it was the spiritual will of the true form of the Ming Ancestor that crossed space and suppressed the spiritual will contained in the blood and soul of Haotian in the gray-haired San Yingtian.
Space cannot stop Ming Ancestor from projecting his power and spiritual will.
Zhang Ruochen used the Wuji Circle to cover the sea of gray, isolating the true form of the Ming Ancestor and the gray-haired Sanyingtian Queen. The gray-haired Sanyingtian will naturally face the counterattack of Haotian's spiritual will.
If it cannot be suppressed, San Yingtian will explode and die.
This part of Mingzu's power will be lost in the physical body, and at the same time, it will lose the spiritual will blessing of Mingzu's true body, and his combat power will be greatly reduced.
Seeing that Shen Yuan's Divine Sword was about to penetrate San Yingtian's body, Er Juntian finally sensed something was wrong. He raised the Kaitian Yue and struck at Taoist Shengsi.
Zhang Ruochen sighed in his heart, the perfect opportunity to seriously injure Gray-haired San Yingtian was right in front of him, but he had to give up.
Swing the Shen Yuan Divine Sword to resist the Kaitian Yue.
"Bang!"
At the moment when Kai Tian Yue and Shen Yuan's Divine Sword collided, Er Juntian discovered that the power of the entire gray sea had been mobilized by Taoist Shengsi and converged on the sword body.
On the sword, a huge gray circle flashed away, removing the power of the Kaitian Yue and scattering it into the vast sea of gray.
Although Er Juntian was surprised, he understood the cultivation strength of Taoist Shengsi. Even if Taoist Shengsi removed part of the power of Kaitian Yue, he would still be severely injured.
Taoist Priest Shengsi was indeed blown thousands of miles away, but soon, a large number of white origin particles flew out of the space, like a rain of light, surrounding him.
All the remaining energy of the Kaitian Yue was absorbed by these original particles.
Finally, the original particles like a rain of light condensed into a cauldron in front of Taoist Priest Shengsi.