Chapter 4211 The Hell of Yama and the End of the Six Paths
The universe is too vast, even if it is trillions, it is only a very small part of it.
As big as stars, as wide as the world, they are just dust in this vast universe, too small.
The "Ancient God Road" built with space veins and tributaries of the Santu River, coupled with the natural "wormhole" and the man-made "Star City Space Teleportation Array", combined, the monks can quickly travel through various star fields, and Fu Xin can quickly reach the star sea. Deep in the depths, only the secrets of heaven and breath can be penetrated in time by spiritual power and divine thoughts, and only divine power and supernatural powers can be projected countless light years away.
Among them, the Ancient God Road played the most important role.
Otherwise, it will take a lot of time for Tianzun-level and half-ancestors to quickly cross the star field.
Four days later.
The World Tree where the Yama clan is located is like a cosmic lighthouse, illuminating the dark and cold void with dense nitrogen.
A leaf of the world is like a sea of light.
Formation inscriptions, regular divine patterns, and talismans fill tens of billions of spaces, like clouds, mist, divine rain, and streams.
This is the foundation for the Yama clan to be able to stand erect for endless years in the universe.
It is the power left by the gods from generation to generation, protecting the descendants.
I don't know how many divine planets are like luminous fruits, suspended above the leafy world of World Tree, releasing powerful and blazing energy like stars.
"boom!"
"boom!"
In the void not far from the Yama World Tree, the space was shattered like a mirror. The entire star field was collapsing, and strong and dazzling brilliance burst out.
The starry sky shook violently.
The two World Trees slowly moved out of the collapsed space, and were also illuminated by countless formations, releasing unparalleled terrifying fluctuations.
Countless monks from the God Realm are activating the formation.
With the two ancestors of spiritual power, the Second Confucian Patriarch and Murong Zhuxing, the most indispensable thing in the divine world is spiritual power monks with profound attainments in formations.
"!"
Everything close to the World Tree was crushed.
Includes space.
Because the World Tree is so huge, when viewed from a distance, it appears that they move very slowly.
In fact, the speed of the two world trees is comparable to the speed of light.
Yama is the outer heaven.
In the Temple of Education, the Supreme Qingyun Hall, the Tianzun Hall, the Line of Life and Death, and other places.
Daiyue Zhenren, Baiyun Divine Ancestor, Wangqing Granny, Taishang’s Third Disciple, Mi Tian War God, Wuqing Sect, Yan Yu, Yan Huangtu, Yan Zhexian, Yan Ting
Countless gods of the Yama clan, as well as hundreds of millions of monks, had learned of the news four days ago and were in preparation.
They did not use the World Tree to escape, but chose to confront each other head-on, living and dying with their clan.
Facing the God Realm, where can you escape?
"coming!"
The Emperor of Hell Tuzhuo stands outside the Temple of Enlightenment, peeping into the sky, with nine golden dragons entwining around him, and the divine light of the royal way erupting from his skin can compete with the sun and the moon.
"You came so fast! Then let's see, is it the God Realm that is invincible, or is our Yama clan better?"
Yan Zhexian, wearing a blue and white palace attire and a treasure hairpin on his head, stood outside the Chunyu Talisman Pavilion, holding a bronze talisman pen and using his spiritual power to connect the space passages of the leaf worlds, constantly sketching talisman patterns.
The Supreme Prince of Yama disappeared and was probably assassinated by the gods. She came to take charge of the thousands of talismans of the Yama clan.
Jian Wushen flew out of Jian Luo Tianwai Tian alone, entered the void of the universe, and looked at the two World Trees pushing the entire star sea rolling in. The unparalleled sense of oppression was even worse than the arrival of the ancestors.
The divine talisman army, with black talisman robes and unparalleled fighting prowess, are at least great gods.
Fu Zhuan combined their might and power into a black dragon talisman beast hundreds of millions long, capable of swallowing the sky and the earth.
With the blessing of the World Tree, you can also challenge the ancestor head-on.
On another world tree, members of the Star Knights Legion stood above the stars, manifesting giant divine bodies.
Their number is smaller than that of the Talisman Army, but their overall cultivation level is higher, and there are many gods and kings everywhere.
In addition to Tiangong, the ancestor King Yaksha, and Yong Zhou, these three beings have the body of the ancestor's corpse.
In the legion, there are several ancient figures, all holding sacred weapons, and their spirits communicate with the world. Standing next to the famous Nine Ancestors of Ten Thousand Generations, their aura is still strong.
The realm of gods is extremely high, and since these gods are taught by their ancestors, their achievements are naturally not low.
What's more important is that the God Realm has a strange area where time flows slowly. In such an area, the Second Confucian Patriarch can live for tens of millions of years.
It is entirely possible that the gods in these two divine armies are geniuses that the divine world has spent tens of millions of years cultivating.
Those in the Star Knight Legion were all personally instructed by the Second Confucian Patriarch. They were like direct descendants, and only one could be cultivated every million years.
In the view of the monks in the God Realm, if Zhang Ruochen and Tianmu were not the founders of the realm, these two divine armies could suppress the entire universe.
Yan Wushen faced such a battle alone. Not only was he not afraid, but he laughed: "We have just obtained the World Tree. Can you fully exert the power of the World Tree? Are you so impatient to die?"
The voice is unruly and arrogant.
"Send to death? I should send you to death!"
God is standing on the wall of Fengdu Ghost City at the top of the World Tree. He takes a deep breath and the entire sea of stars is shrinking towards him.
The next moment, the endless terrifying half-ancestral power burst out, releasing hundreds of thousands of purple thunder and lightning.
Thunder and lightning are like shining dragons, spreading to hundreds of millions of places in an instant.
If such a lightning field is released in a large world, it will turn into scorched earth in an instant, without any living creatures left.
"Wow!"
Hundreds of thousands of Tai'a Divine Thunder converged and formed an extremely bright electric light. The electric light turned into liquid and went straight towards Yan Wushen.
Creatures below the gods will be blinded if they look at it.
"You have a small skill, but you still dare to do the same thing."
"Everything is empty!"
Yan Wushen allowed himself to be hit by the Tai'a Divine Thunder and was bathed in this destructive energy. However, the thunder and lightning could not touch his body at all, and was dissolved invisibly by the mysterious and mysterious magical powers.
It's like everything is invisible, but it's not that everything is invisible.
"In ancient times, in the era of Qi practitioners, God was so famous that the Thunder clan left behind will last forever. His old man's face has been completely disgraced by you!"
After Yan Wushen said this lightly, his whole body's fighting spirit was instantly ignited, and he released his own divine world "Yam Luo Hell". A vast demonic land like the Santu River Basin spread out in the void, boundless.
In this magical land, there are mountains and mountains, dark clouds and Buddha's light coexist, and the energy of Hunyuan and the energy of Yama are intertwined.
In the dark void not far from the Yama Clan's World Tree, there is a palace floating in the sky, wrapped in the hidden divine patterns of the ancestors.
It is the holy land of ancient Qi practitioners - Chaotian Que.
Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao were sitting in the Qingxu Hall of Chaotian Palace, paying attention to the situation there while preaching the Dharma.
Suddenly.
Chi Yao glanced at the starry sky and said, "Is he going to create his own hell?"
"Somewhat like that, Yan Wushen is not an ordinary person after all."
There was no lack of admiration in Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and he continued to explain to Chi Yao the difference between the finite way and the endless way, saying: "Twenty-seven is the number that is infinite. The immortal uses this to limit the ancestor's cultivation. For the sake of attainment, I have manipulated countless outstanding figures from ancient and modern times into the palm of my hand."
"Among the ancestors, there are only a handful who can reach a consistent state."
"Although the Great Master has his own way, he has not escaped from the realm of the twenty-seven. This is the root of his troubles planted by the immortal at the beginning of his cultivation."
"After reaching the realm of the ancestors, the great master realizes this, but he has no choice but to die forever at a level with a beginning and an end."
Chi Yao pondered and said: "Brother Chen, do you think I might follow the same path as the Great Master? Being restricted to die at the end of twenty-seven? However, the Great Master has obviously perfected the technique and made up for the shortcomings."
Zhang Ruochen said: "But you also have traces of the layout of the Immortal from the God Realm. He may not have distorted your practice route. Only if you fully understand the infinite and the endless can you check for leaks and fill in the gaps to ensure that everything is foolproof."
"Wow!"
Zhang Ruochen raised his palm and held up a space about ten feet in size.
The twenty-seventh level of the celestial world of the Great Master Fudo Mingwang is like a chaotic exquisite tower, suspended in this small space.
"This is the Great Master's twenty-seven ways! I have already deduced it, and more than twenty-seven ways have been broken!" Zhang Ruochen said.
Chi Yao's eyes flashed with wonder, and he said: "My lord, back then, broke all the shackles? How did he do it?"
With Zhang Ruochen's current level of cultivation, he could naturally see a little bit, and one thought could connect all the thoughts, and said: "It is said that in the ultimate state of the Great Lord during battle, he can hold thirty-three heavens above his head. Twenty-seven of them are in the real state. The sixth level is a virtual state."
"And these twenty-seven levels of the heavenly world contain six hidden powers. I call these six powers the Six Paths of Destruction."
"The six paths are broken!"
Chi Yao muttered a sentence.
Zhang Ruochen used his finger as a pen to write golden ancestral inscriptions in the void, and said: "The first level is to destroy the source of inexhaustibility. Without the divine source, it will not affect the combat power."
"The second level is to break the endless sea. It doesn't matter if there is no sea of gods."
"The third level is the endless form. The form is not locked to the meaning, and everything is at ease."
"The fourth level, the ultimate destiny."
"The fifth level, if you break it, you will have the ultimate destiny. If you have everything, you will have destiny. Only by breaking it can you achieve the Tao."
"The sixth level is to break the endless thoughts. If the thoughts are not broken, they will still be in the cage. Only with endless thoughts can there be endless Tao."
"The Great Master should have divided these six steps, one step at a time, and all six steps were broken before he succeeded. I guess that the Great Master used the Fate Mirror to break the fourth and fifth levels of destiny.
The good intentions are there."
Zhang Ruochen analyzed the Great Master's Tao one by one and wrote a photo essay "The End of the Six Paths", which he entered into Chi Yao's sea of consciousness for her to understand.
Chi Yao is the most likely ancestor of all Zhang Ruochen's Taoist companions to break through the realm, so he naturally wants to help her with all his strength.
In addition to being a Taoist companion and lover, Zhang Ruochen regards Chi Yao as his most important right-hand man, a man who can fight alongside him.
Who doesn’t want his arms and robes to be more powerful?
God's face was very ugly. He looked at Yan Wushen's feet and saw the increasingly huge Jianluo Hell. He felt extremely shocked and said: "You refined the ancient plains of the Dark Abyss into the world of gods?
How is this possible, how can you carry so much material?"
The layout of the Dark Abyss is that the ancient ruined city is the entrance, and only after crossing three rivers and seven ridges and walking through the ancient plains can you reach the Great Ming Mountain.
Of course, when the Hongmeng Black Dragon revived, the Great Ming Mountain collapsed and, together with Heihe, became part of its physical body.
Every hair of Yan Wushen is like a galaxy, containing the energy to destroy the heaven and the earth. Every word he spits out can kill the gods. He said: "Not the entire Taikoo Plain, but in the future, the entire Dark Abyss."
They will all become part of my divine world."
It was Zhang Ruochen who took away Qiyu that made Yan Wushen so motivated and thought of taking away Dark Abyss.
He had no choice but to do this if he wanted to catch up with Zhang Ruochen.
The Dark Abyss is like the other side of the universe, with endless matter. Even though all the ancient tribes and Empress Shiji left with a large amount of matter, the abyss still did not become completely empty.
"It seems that today, we really need to get rid of the price." Yong Zhou said.
"Wow--"
Threads of killing intent condensed into blood-red clouds, floating around the two World Trees.
Yan Wushen felt the wave of killing intent coming towards his face and said: "It's up to you. Which of you has this ability? Can one of you dare to step out of the World Tree and compete with me one on one?"
It has to be said that Yan Wushen's power is very powerful, and it has the meaning of colliding head-on with the two World Trees in the divine world of "Yam Luo Hell".
"First Ancestor Yin, your cultivation is the strongest, do you dare to fight me?"
Jian Wushen frantically called for formation to disintegrate the momentum of the two armies in the God Realm.
Because everyone can see that he is already invincible under the ancestors, even better than Haotian and Tianmu in the past. As long as they are not stupid, it is impossible for anyone to fight him one-on-one.
The hidden corpse holds a golden staff and stands on the huge frame of Hongmeng Black Dragon. His eyes are narrowed and his pupils are like two hidden flame furnaces, possessing the power to burn out a universe.
If he hadn't been seriously injured and his cultivation level had not been greatly damaged before, he would have really wanted to be called the "Six Paths of Reincarnation".
Now
"war!"
The hidden corpse's long hair flew up, and the golden staff in his hand pointed towards Yan Wushen.
Suddenly.
All over the World Tree, the power of the Talisman Army is gathering towards the top of the Destiny Realm.
I don't know how many billions of runes poured into the body of the black dragon rune beast.
"cough!"
The roar of the dragon resounded across the sea of stars, and all the rules of heaven and earth collapsed.
The black dragon talisman beast is like the return of the ancestral dragon. Each scale contains the power to crush the star field. Its eyes release ancestor-level power fluctuations and crash into the Hell of Hell.
Jian Wushen's eyes were bright, and he did not immediately retreat to the outer world of Yama. Instead, he wanted to touch the ancestor-level power to test his current strength.
"Boom!"
The black dragon talisman beast is so powerful that as soon as it comes into contact with the hell of Yama, it tears apart all the ways of Yama Wushen.
The world of gods is as if it were made of paper, turning into fragments of continents in the universe.
Getting closer
Just when the sharp claws of the black dragon rune beast were only a few thousand away from Yan Wushen.
"Boom! Boom! Boom"
Yan Wushen strode forward, his body gradually expanded, bursting out with a shining golden light.
The golden body is nine feet six.
The golden body is ninety-nine feet tall.
The golden body is three thousand feet tall.
Yan Wushen, who was three thousand feet tall, raised his arms and collided with the huge dragon claws that were as big as a world.
"!"
Energy ripples erupt from the space between one person's claws and rush in all directions.
The entire star field was overturned and turned into tatters.
Jian Wushen vomited blood, retreated and fell rapidly.
But he held on! He was not knocked down.
Yan Wushen held up the dragon's claws with both arms, his long hair flying, all his orifices were bleeding, and he laughed loudly: "The power of the ancestor level is nothing more than this. If you can't kill me, you will only be killed by me."
"He is really not the ancestor?" The gods in the divine world were shocked beyond measure.
"Ouch!"
There is no broken part in the Jianluo Hell. Amidst the clouds, the green dragon flying out of the sky.
It breathed dragon breath and wrapped around Yan Wushen's 3,000-foot-tall golden body, combining its power with Yan Wushen.
God and spirit are intertwined, rules and rules are intertwined, order and order are intertwined.
"Okay, great. Today you and I will join forces to go on a killing spree, destroy the Talisman Army, seize the bones of the Hongmeng Black Dragon, and help you improve your cultivation and combat power to a higher level. Kill!"
After gaining the power of Ji Zi Qinglong, Yan Wushen stabilized his retreat, flew out from the claws of the black dragon rune beast, and broke through the numerous runes.
He crossed the space and stepped on the head of the black dragon rune beast.
This foot was extremely heavy, causing the Black Dragon Rune Beast to cry out sadly, and Xing's huge head suddenly sank.
The next moment, Yan Wushen's Qinglong coiled up, carrying an ocean of countless "Ji" divine seals, creating a six-path reincarnation seal with a diameter of 100 million, and attacked the Destiny Domain at the top of the World Tree.
This is simply a rebellion against the ancestor!
The Hidden Corpse watched calmly as the six reincarnation seals pressed down, the talisman on his forehead flashed, and then, the talisman on the forehead of the entire Talisman Army sergeant flashed together.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Thousands of divine formations are in motion.
A leaf world bursts out with a beam of light.
All the light beams converged and hit the center of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Seal.
"Boom!"
The Six Paths of Reincarnation Seal collapsed.
Yan Wu Shenru was punched hard by the ancestor, and flew backwards with a sound of gold and iron hitting him.
"After joining together, his combat power will not be any less than that of his ancestor. The God Realm will never be able to deal with him with these two divine armies."
"Coupled with the Twelve Phases of Destiny Formation composed by Fengtian, Lord Nutian and others who rushed over first, if there is no other back-up in the God Realm, this battle will definitely end in vain."
"Roar!"
The Golden Burial White Tiger roared in dissatisfaction.
Zhang Ruochen patted her tigress buttocks and said, "Yan Wushen and Jizi Qinglong own the Zhouding, and their cultivation is ahead of you. This is normal and not embarrassing."
"Woof!"
Ancestor Jin Yang called at the door.
"Okay, okay, I know, and you, together, the three of you will definitely not lose to Yan Wushen and Jizi Qinglong. It seems that before the zombies and Empress Shiji were killed, there was no need to worry too much about this. "
Zhang Ruochen kept his eyes fixed on Yan Wushen in the broken void, always feeling that this guy had some hidden weaknesses, and that his true strength was probably more than that.
Chi Yao seemed very calm, looking at the gap between himself and Yan Wushen rationally, and said: "What I am worried about now is the altars scattered all over the world tree of the Yama clan. If these altars are activated, the consequences will be disastrous."
"I will rush back as soon as possible and will not let the situation get out of control."
Zhang Ruochen gently patted Chi Yao's shoulder, looking relaxed and carefree, with a smile on his face that said everything was under control.
On the other side, the Second Confucian Patriarch and the Corpse Demon were still fighting at a distance.
The latter fought and fled, and the ancestors' spells clashed, leaving the starry sky riddled with holes.
In the process of escaping, the corpse nightmare destroyed the altar of heaven and earth passing by, and with a wave of his hand, a big world was reduced to ashes and swallowed into his belly. Chi Yao's eyes were so cold that he wished he could help the second Confucian ancestor to intercept and kill him.
The two ancestors are far enough apart that if one of them wants to escape, it will not be easy for the other to catch up.
As for long-distance attacks, even with the 96th level of the Second Confucian Ancestor's spiritual power, it is impossible to easily trap or seriously injure the zombie demon.
What made Zhang Ruochen look at her with admiration was Empress Shiji from the other side.
She seems to have become the ancestor. She is very fast and skillful in using Taoism. Master Murong cannot catch up with her and cannot hurt her.
But it seems that he has not completely broken through. There is a clear gap in combat power with Lord Murong, and he has been suppressed in long-distance battles.
"I have enough material things, but I am still missing a breath in terms of realm." Zhang Ruochen whispered to himself.
In history, there were many ancestors like Empress Shiji, who barely had the combat power close to that of the ancestors, but in fact their level was far behind.
That line is not as big as the gap between false gods and true gods, but it also limits achievements and longevity, and does not form a substantial transformation.
It can be called a "fake ancestor"!
In other eras, false ancestors can definitely be called ancestors, because they have no opponents, no one knows the truth or falsehood, and they are invincible in the universe.
But in this era, the weakness of the false ancestor has been fully revealed. When encountering the real ancestor, there is no way to fight and can only escape.
If we talk about immortality, we are still afraid that the ancestor will self-destruct the divine source, and it takes countless efforts to pack it up to ensure that it is foolproof.
Then, when facing fake ancestors, there is no such worry at all.
"Will the seventy-two-story tower move this time?" Zhang Ruochen was looking forward to it.
It is not easy to kill the ancestor.
Although the Second Confucian Patriarch was in a transcendent realm, even if he captured the Corpse Demon, he would not be able to destroy it in a short time.
The seventy-two-story tower is the real ancestor-killing weapon!
As long as the immortal in the God Realm uses the seventy-two-story tower, Xutian can take this opportunity to destroy the main altar of Yongtian Kingdom.
at the same time.
When the seventy-two-story tower moves, will the person behind Corpse Nightmare and Empress Shiji watch helplessly as they are suppressed and killed?
The one who takes action and fights with the Immortal from the God Realm is the result that Zhang Ruochen wants to see the most.
Zhang Ruochen left Chaotian Tower, holding the Four Directions Great Universe Seal, and walked deep into the starry sky.
The great turmoil in the universe attracted the attention of all the powerful men. It was the time for him to meet Ling Yanzi. He wanted to try whether, with his current cultivation, he could repair the severed river of time.
(Mental strength level 95 - Martial arts "has a beginning and an end".) (Mental strength level 96 - Martial arts "has always been the same".) (Mental strength level 97 - Martial arts "the beginning and the end".)