The divine energy, rules, and order within Er Juntian's body were released like a big explosion in the universe. The brilliance was blinding and turbulent. The power of the Half-Ancestor's peak completely overwhelmed Zhang Ruochen who stabbed him with a sword.
It should be noted that the peak half-ancestor is also called the quasi-ancestor.
Even if you just stand still, you only need to release the Taoist magic to lift the Tianzun level out of the starry sky.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Two figures, one on the left and one on the right, came from the sea of grey and slammed into the energy storm released by Er Juntian.
They are Huangtian and Shangtian.
Shang Tian practiced "Three Corpses Refining the Way" and had three divine sources. The one that self-destructed before was the divine source cultivated by the divine corpses, mainly the path of light.
Self-exploding a divine source is tantamount to destroying one's own foundation and greatly damaging one's combat power.
It also completely cut off the hope of the ancestors.
"What about the three Heavenly Lords? I'll kill them all together!"
Erjun shouted loudly, and the divine flames on his body exploded.
The Kaitian Yue slashed out with the force of splitting the sky and splitting the earth, severely injuring the three powerful men Zhang Ruochen, Huang Tian and Shang Tian, and sent them all flying backwards.
Er Juntian pursued him like lightning, his eyes locked on Zhang Ruochen, ready to kill this strange Taoist priest completely first.
Compared to Shang Tian and Huang Tian, he believes that Zhang Ruochen poses the greatest threat.
"boom!"
There was a slight earthquake in the space, and a demonic cloud came from the sea of grey layer after layer.
The propulsion speed of the magic cloud reaches the speed of light.
Sensing the danger, Er Juntian glanced into the demon cloud and saw Shang Tian's demon corpse.
The state of the demon corpse is the same as the previous divine corpse. The whole body is burning, the immortal material is as glaring as charcoal, and it is in a state of being able to self-destruct the divine source at any time.
Facing a Tianzun-level self-exploding divine source, Er Juntian did not dare to be too big, so he had to temporarily give up the idea of killing Zhang Ruochen and struck the void with his palm.
Space oscillates and then distorts.
"Space reversal!"
The rules of space between heaven and earth rotate in reverse.
The Demonic Corpse of Shangtian, which had already arrived outside Biluo Pass, continued to move forward, but it moved further and further away, disappearing into the sea of gray.
There is a huge gap in cultivation. How can it be so easy to get close?
Er Juntian glanced around again and found that "Taoist Priest Shengsi" had fled far away.
"Xiao Shang, your talent is not much inferior to mine, and your future is infinite! Today, the corpse of the god exploded, and you completely cut off your own path." Erjun Tiandao.
Shang Tian stood in the dilapidated ruins of a war city, his whole body covered in blood, but his body was as straight as a mountain, and said: "Uncle Jun, you have an extremely high level of cultivation, and you also have the heroic spirit to look down on the heroes of the world. Why are you so stubborn and clinging to the ashes?"
What's the point of the sea? Will the Ming Ancestor really be kind to the heavens in the future? A person who will do whatever it takes to live forever is not worth sacrificing his life."
Er Juntian's voice was sonorous: "Are you trying to reason with me? Everyone has their own reasons in their hearts. A lot of tribulations are coming, and everything in the world will be wiped out. Come and tell me, what's the point of your insistence? If you
If you haven't thought clearly about how to face a large number of calamities, don't talk about truth. In the face of survival, any truth is insignificant."
"Wow!"
Er Juntian rushed out and crushed Shang Tian who was blocking the way into a ball of flesh with one kick, and then headed towards "Taoist Shengsi".
Because, he discovered that "Taoist Shengsi" and the Fourth Confucian Patriarch had joined together.
And that weird Taoist priest actually used some kind of secret technique to extract the curse from the body of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch.
Er Juntian didn't take Taoist Shengsi, Huang Tian, and Shang Tian seriously at all. The three of them combined were not enough to kill him. Even if the three of them tried their best, it would only make him feel troublesome.
However, the Fourth Confucian Patriarch was different!
The peak mental power of the ninety-fourth level, once desperate, can really pull him to death together.
"Life and death are endless!"
Life Huangtian and Death Huangtian combined together, and each of their four arms shot out a magical power, with palms like dragons and fists like peaks, trying to block Er Juntian's footsteps.
"court death!"
A half-ancestor who looked exactly like himself rushed out of Er Juntian's body. He struck Huangtian several times in a row and shattered it into pieces, turning it into stone powder and dust.
Er Juntian also practices the "Three Corpses Refining Way". Any corpse is at the semi-ancestral level, and its realm is much higher than Shang Tian.
The three corpses combined into one are enough to fight Haotian head-on. They are the first-class existence below the ancestors.
Erjuntian's body speed remained unchanged, and he reached behind Zhang Ruochen and the Fourth Confucian Patriarch, and chopped down the Kaitian Yue.
Zhang Ruochen pressed his palm on the fourth Confucian Patriarch's vest, and moved his palm in infinite circles, pulling out the gray mist-like curse one by one.
At this moment, he had no time to use all forms of invisible dodge, so he had to use the "Book of Life and Death" to resist.
"Boom!"
The divine light of life and death on the "Book of Life and Death" was instantly split apart by the axe.
The Yue Feng fell on Zhang Ruochen's head, and the extremely hot power spread throughout Zhang Ruochen's body.
Without any ability to resist, Zhang Ruochen's physical body, together with the spiritual body of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch, burned into ashes under the Kaitian Yue.
The Earth Cauldron turned into particles of origin and flew in clouds, enveloping all the fly ash.
The Qinglu God King stood in the ruins, watching all this quietly.
In just one breath, Er Juntian crushed all enemies. The three Heavenly Lords in front of him were torn into pieces and defeated easily as if they were made of paper.
"What a great Erjuntian! After Haotian's death, is he invincible under the First Ancestor?"
The Green Deer God King secretly calculated that even if he broke through to the peak of the Half Ancestor in the future, he would probably not be his opponent.
"Three Corpses Refining the Way" itself is difficult to practice. At the same level, the resources and time consumed are three times that of other monks.
Shang Tian can cultivate to the level of Tianzun, which is already outstanding and rare in ancient times.
Er Juntian is even more outrageous than him. The combat power of one corpse alone makes the Green Deer God King unable to cope with it. The combat power displayed by the three corpses combined into one can probably withstand several blows when encountering the ancestor.
The Qinglu God King looked at the Shen Yuan Divine Sword, the "Book of Life and Death" that fell in the ruins, and the Earth Cauldron that had turned into clouds of original particles.
If you can get these three treasures, you will definitely be able to compete with Erjun Tianyi when you reach the peak of Half Ancestor in the future.
Er Juntian did not have the complex psychological activities of the Qinglu God King. His expression was extremely solemn, and he stood on the spot, alert to his surroundings.
Because although he had just beaten Taoist Shengsi and the Fourth Confucian Patriarch into flying ashes, these flying ashes were fused with the original particles of the Earth Cauldron, becoming invisible and flying everywhere.
He released billions of spiritual soul thoughts at the peak level of half-ancestors, but he was unable to lock the original particles of clouds.
He is the fourth Confucian ancestor!
The Fourth Confucian Patriarch is recovering, using his mental power to fight against his spiritual thoughts.
The two are fighting at the level of spiritual power and soul.
In fact, the mental power of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch attacked his consciousness, leaving him passively defensive.
"No! In this level of fighting, spiritual monks have an absolute advantage and cannot be led into his rhythm."
Er Juntian spread his arms and spit out a red flame beam from his mouth. Raging flames poured out from every pore, burning out all the spiritual power that invaded the body.
Then, he swung the Tianyue and struck out ten strikes at the original particle Yunxia.
It is indeed difficult to kill those who have reached their level of cultivation. Even if their bodies turn into ashes, they can be re-condensed. However, after each trauma, they will inevitably become weaker and their combat power will be greatly reduced.
His Kaitianyue can not only attack on the physical level, but can also damage the spirit and soul.
On the battlefield on the other side, Er Juntian's corpse is destroying and refining Huangtian, trying to break his way and kill him completely.
The divine light of life and the divine light of death have reunited, like a great river, carrying the fruits of life from all walks of life and planets, converging on Biluoguan, and flowing to Gray-haired Sanyingtian and the realm of life and death.
The small amount of tribulation has not been interrupted, but the speed of harvesting the wild universe has accelerated, carrying more fruits of life.
In a pool of blood, Shang Tian, who was like mud, re-condensed his human form, broke through Er Juntian's half-ancestral order suppression, and used the "Dao Tianhuang Seal" to hit the gray-haired San Yingtian below the door.
Er Juntian threw the Tianyue and threw it towards Shang Tian from a distance.
"boom!"
In the cloud of origin particles, a mighty divine light bloomed, and a big hand from the sky fell from the divine light. Countless divine inscriptions flowed in the palm, and pressed directly towards the true body of Er Juntian.
The mental power of the fourth Confucian Ancestor at the peak of the ninety-fourth level completely exploded again, and he fought with Er Juntian with a palm strike.
at the same time.
"Taoist Priest Shengsi"'s physical body regrouped, he carried the stick of oblivion to subdue the devil, and rushed out of the awe-inspiring divine light.
The next moment, Zhang Ruochen reached the top of the gray-haired San Yingtian and swung the Wangqing Demon Subduing Stick with all his strength, striking the gray-haired San Yingtian's head straight.
The gray-haired San Yingtian raised his head slightly, his gray eyes releasing the curse of "withering death".
In Zhang Ruochen's opinion, this was tantamount to a desperate struggle to fight back. He could still withstand the ancestor-level curse.
"Boom!"
The moment the Wangqing Demon-Subduing Stick collided with the gray-haired San Yingtian's head, a counterattack force several times greater erupted from the gray-haired San Yingtian's body.
The artifact-level Wangqing Demon-Subduing Stick showed several cracks.
Zhang Ruochen's newly condensed arm was directly shaken to the point where all the bones were shattered, blood and flesh splattered, and the body flew out like a kite with its string cut off.
The gray-haired San Yingtian still stood where he was, intact.
However, the expression on his face gradually became distorted.
"Snapped!"
A crack appeared on his forehead.
Then, it spreads throughout the body.
The gray-haired Sanyingtian was like a copper furnace of heaven and earth. It could not withstand the impact of its inner strength. The moment it reached its limit, it completely exploded.
"boom!"
The Ming Guang, the Ming Ancestor Order, the Ancestral Divine Pattern, and the blood and soul of Haotian all rushed out, entangled together, and the entire sky was covered by their power aura.
Without Sanyingtian's physical carrier, Mingzu's one-eighth strength was greatly reduced in combat power. He was no longer in a state of completely suppressing Haotian, and the two fought fiercely.
Haotian's blood and soul are like two ancestral dragons, shuttling in the dark light.
He was still at a disadvantage, but Ancestor Ming could not hope to wipe him out in a short period of time.
After all, this is just a powerful clone!
Er Juntian looked at the dilapidated Biluo Pass and could no longer find San Yingtian's aura, as if he had self-destructed the divine source, completely annihilating it.
His eyes were full of anger and murderous intent.
"Wow!"
A ray of awe-inspiring divine light descended from the sky, landed in front of Zhang Ruochen, and condensed into the appearance of the fourth Confucian ancestor.
The Fourth Confucian Patriarch looked even older, his body was a little rickety, and his face was pale and sickly, but his eyes were clear and firm again, and he whispered: "Leave this place to me, you can go to the world of life and death without any worries."
He already knew Zhang Ruochen's identity, with a faint smile on his face and full confidence in Zhang Ruochen.
Although he knew that it would be difficult for him to survive today, the Fourth Confucian Patriarch had infinite hope in his heart because he saw the rising sun in advance in the endless darkness.
Zhang Ruochen took back the Shen Yuan Divine Sword and the Book of Life and Death. He could see that the Fourth Confucian Patriarch was quite weak and said: "Second Lord Tian is very powerful, you old man, be careful."
"Go! No matter Erjuntian or Mingzu, as long as I'm here, they can't even think of crossing Biluo Pass." The fourth Confucian Patriarch waved his hand and looked at Erjuntian.
In the distance, under the leadership of the Green Deer God King and the Rotten Stone God, eight armies gathered to control four battle cities, thousands of divine planets, and hundreds of thousands of war soldiers.
There is dark light, hanging down from the sky, stained on hundreds of thousands of war soldiers.
The soldiers were covered by the dark light, and immediately possessed the sharpness and chill of the traumatizing half-ancestor.
The power of the Ming Ancestor's "Path of the Ming Soldiers" was brought into full play at this moment. Without the puppets of the Ming Soldiers, every member of the Eight Divisions would be a puppet of the Ming Soldiers.
Erjuntian reunited with the three corpses, and his whole body burned with flames.
Huang Tian and Shang Tian were seriously injured and their combat strength dropped by as much as 30%. They stood on either side of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch, one on the left and one on the right. One had his upper body exposed, and his muscles were like stone sculptures. The other had a red beard and long hair as messy as a god or demon.
They must block it and buy time for Zhang Ruochen.
"Fight! In this battle, kill them all."
Er Juntian's battle power soared to the sky, he rushed out at the head of the horse, crushing all materials under his feet, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers covered by the dark light walked with him.
Thousands of armies and horses attacked, covering the sky and covering the earth, and all rules were washed away.
The Fourth Confucian Patriarch's eyes were extremely calm. He raised his right hand above his head and held a paintbrush between his fingers. His aura reached its peak in an instant, as if he had never been injured.
"boom!"
The entire Gray Sea exploded, and the waves surged into the sky.
Wisps of blood were born, like splashing ink, dyeing the sea of gray into a sea of blood.
"It's Confucian ancestor's own blood." Huangtian whispered.
At Love Mountain, the physical body of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch was shattered by Gandharva's formation, turning into a rain of blood that spread all over the sea of ash.
No one thought that this blood was actually preserved and hidden in unknown areas.
"In the world of hundreds of colors, cinnabar is king. The sea of gray is colorless, dyed with blood."
The Fourth Confucian Patriarch waved his hand boldly and uninhibitedly, and followed the painting brush, dyeing the world with a touch of red.
"Painting the country thousands of miles away."
…
"Paint a thousand sails on the river."
…
"Paint the various aspects of the human world."
…
"Draw a battle flag stretching to the sky."
Every time the Fourth Confucian Patriarch uttered a sentence, a corresponding scene appeared in the sea of gray, with thousands of miles of mountains and rivers red as fire, and the world full of joy, anger, and sorrow.
Dajiang Qianfan crossed the path of Erjuntian, and the Heavenly War Flag collided with hundreds of thousands of Dark Light War Soldiers.
The fourth Confucian Patriarch's unparalleled courage shocked all the monks present. Although he was just a scholar, he closed the door independently, and no one could open it. He stood as tall as pines and bamboos, and as majestic as a sacred mountain.
"Wow——"
Wisps of dark light, lines of dark ancestor order, and long rivers of ancestor rules, fell from the sky and hit Biluo Pass.
Obviously, Ming Zu was aware of the danger and wanted to kill the fourth Confucian Ancestor regardless of suppressing Haotian's blood and soul.
"Even if the sky collapses on me, I will write the universe in one stroke. Burn out the sunset, burn up the sea of ash. The awe-inspiring will last forever, the awe-inspiring will last forever..."
The Fourth Confucian Patriarch faced everything in the wind, waved the brush in his hand again, and used all his strength to spit out the last five words with difficulty: "Painting... the majesty lasts forever..."
The awe-inspiring divine light blended with the blood in the sea of grey, overwhelming hundreds of thousands of Dark Light soldiers, breaking them into rain-like fragments, and colliding with the flying Dark Light, the Dark Ancestor Order, and the long river of Ancestral Rules.