The distracting thoughts and negative emotions in Zhang Ruochen's mind quickly dissipated and he regained his clarity. He did not want his Taoist mind to be affected. Otherwise, he would be completely brought into the rhythm of the ancestors of time and space.
He is not defeated yet!
Since there are precautions in advance, there are naturally ways to deal with the explosion of the ancestor god.
No matter how powerful Fudo Myoou's ancestral divine source is, it was peeled off before the "Six Paths were broken" and is not as strong as the ancestral divine source of those who have always been strong.
"Wow!"
The Cauldron of Time is attached to the left leg.
As the left leg moves, countless time rules flow like lines, and the speed is faster than the spread of the destructive storm exploded by the ancestral divine source.
The Cauldron of Space is attached to the right leg, with ancient pictures and texts flashing on it, like an immortal pillar supporting the universe.
As the Cauldron of Space was activated and the destructive storm spread, its speed slowed down significantly.
At the same time, the brilliance of destruction that spread to Zhang Ruochen's heart was blocked by the Cauldron of Truth.
Nine cauldrons surround the body, shaking the past and shining into the present, so there is no fear of the ancestor's self-destruction.
Zhang Ruochen looked at Chi Yao and the other five people whose bodies and souls were shattered. He held destiny in one hand and origin in the other, wrapping them in the light curtain of destiny and origin.
The entire process occurred within one hundred thousandth of the moment when Jie Tian self-destructed his divine source.
In this one hundred thousandth of a moment, Zhang Ruochen completely transcended the rules of time, standing outside the order of heaven and earth, and was immune to all laws.
Just when he was about to wrap up the five powerful men and escape from the core area of the origin explosion of the ancestor god from the time dimension.
"The sacrifice of the doomsday, all living beings are sacrificed...I am the only one who survives..."
The faint sound of the heavenly voice came from the great road. Zhang Ruochen looked towards the place where the light was most dazzling, and his expression changed drastically.
Only seen.
In the center of the destruction storm, where the main altar was located, an overwhelming calamity light erupted, so bright and dazzling that time and space were compressed and swallowed up.
This calamity light contains the power of sacrifice and the flavor of Yuanhui calamity, like a combination of the two.
However, its power is countless times more powerful than Yuan Hui Jie!
"Pah! Pah!"
The curtain of destiny and origin that shrouded the five powerful men was instantly crushed by the sacrificial calamity light.
The already broken bodies and souls of Chi Yao, Buried Golden White Tiger, Raging Sky God, Ling Yanzi, and Cloud-Swallowing Demon Vine were immediately reduced to ashes.
Even the divine source dissipated between heaven and earth and completely perished.
This sacrificial calamity light that came late and arrived first was even more terrifying than the destructive storm exploded by the Ancestral God. It was like a large number of calamities coming, completely beyond Zhang Ruochen's understanding of power.
Even the seventy-two-story tower is far behind.
This is definitely not a personal power, and it is impossible for the ancestors of time and space and Ji Fanxin to have it. This is the original power of heaven and earth!
Seeing the familiar faces disappear one after another, Zhang Ruochen's eyes changed rapidly, from surprise, to anger, to pain, to confusion, and then quickly rebuilt his confidence and fighting power, and his eyes became firm and absolute.
The whole person's state of mind has been refreshed!
No time to be sad!
"Wow!"
Hold up the infinite circle with both hands, and use the two forces of time and space with your legs to move backwards.
At the same time, chains of mental power flew from behind and wrapped around Zhang Ruochen.
The power from Ji Fanxin pulled him away from the sword world and out of the Uncertain Sea of Gods...
Time seems to have passed for a long time, but it also seems like only a moment has passed.
The scene before Zhang Ruochen's eyes flew by.
The 300 billion miles of vast Infinite Divine Sea was shattered!
The Sword Realm, Hades Kingdom, Kunlun Realm and other large worlds located above the Wuding Divine Sea, as well as countless islands and planets, were all reduced to pieces.
Those creatures, birds, animals, flowers, birds, fish and insects that were too late to evacuate, accompanied by the green mountains and rivers, turned into the blood and energy of the sacrifice.
No crying, no pain, no tragic scenes...
Some are just a flash of brilliance that disappear in an instant.
Most people don't even know what happened.
"Boom!"
With the main altar as the center, time and space are collapsing and exploding.
Spreading outward at an unimaginable and terrifying speed.
All the material fragments, all the energy, and all the rules all converge towards the main altar. Some become sacrifices, and in the sacrificial incantation, the main altar is pushed to burst out with stronger energy.
More of them poured into the God Realm from the space hole above the main altar.
The outline of the God Realm is becoming more and more clear, and it is quickly getting closer, and it is about to descend from the position of the main altar to the real universe...
In other words, we should use this as a gap to swallow up the entire universe.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
The gods of the Sword Realm who had evacuated from the Wuding Divine Sea had already fled for a long time and had escaped far enough, but they were still overtaken by this sacrificial calamity light.
The moment they turned back, they vaporized and disappeared in the dazzling light.
"What power is this?"
Prajna, Mu Lingxi, and Zhang Xingchen were caught up, and they were annihilated in the calamity light without any time to think about it.
Nothing is left!
…
"A small amount of calamity, a small amount of calamity for the immortals in the God Realm, after all, it still cannot be stopped..."
Queen Xue and Emperor Ming stopped in front of the surging sacrificial light, their faces full of sadness, helplessness, and worry about Zhang Ruochen's situation.
In the end, both of them were swallowed up by the tribulation light.
…
"Are Di Chen and the Queen still alive? Is this a large calamity or a small calamity?"
"In the end of the world, how can human power fight against heaven and earth?"
"The Immortals of the God Realm have been laying out their plans in the Wuding Divine Sea for many years. Today, they finally triggered the world-destroying tribulation light. The entire universe will be annihilated in the tribulation light. Where can we escape to?"
Jiutian Xuannv, Han Xue, Kong Lanyou, Luo Ji, Ling Feiyu, Qing Qing, Ao Linglong, Zhang Chuanzong, Zhang Yuyan... hundreds of gods formed a formation, and worked together to activate the magical weapons and soldiers to attack the oncoming enemy.
Come to offer sacrifices to Jie Mang.
When the calamity light passes by, the artifact turns into droplets.
One after another, the alluring figures turned into blood mist and became sacrifices on the altar of heaven and earth.
…
"You can't escape even if you run away? I don't believe it. You go first and I'll stop you!"
Chi Xingtian roared loudly, and a sky-high demonic energy erupted from his body, creating billions of rules, which merged into a torrent and sent the eight-winged Yaksha Dragon towards the direction of the heavenly universe, then turned around and released the divine world.
"Roar!"
This divine world is made from the ancestral realms of the Great Demon God and the Heavenly Demon, and is enough to span the world.
However, in the face of the sacrificial calamity that came in an instant, Chi Xingtian's divine world was blown away like sand, his armor melted, his bones burned through, and his immortal body turned into pieces.
The eight-winged Yaksha dragon also failed to escape and died tens of billions of miles away.
…
These tragic and desperate scenes flashed before Zhang Ruochen's eyes, quickly disappeared, and were drowned by the sacrificial light together with the vast sea of stars.
His relationship with Givenchy was very fast.
Faster than the spread speed of the sacrificial calamity light, transcending time, speed, and space rules, in a moment, it entered the heavenly universe.
Zhang Ruochen stopped suddenly, regardless of his injuries, and looked back.
In the vast universe, the once glorious and prosperous Sword World star field has turned into a bright spot, occupying half of the field of vision.
There used to be thousands of big worlds coexisting there, millions and millions of planets nurturing living beings, thousands of races, and flowers blooming. There were his family and relatives, his disciples and friends, and billions of people who trusted him and followed him.
of monks.
Now, everyone is dead!
No one escaped.
Everything ceases to exist and becomes a sacrifice for this doomsday sacrifice, becoming the nourishment for the immortals in the divine world.
It's not gory, but it's cruel and cold, and it goes straight to the heart.
It's enough to make the strongest man in the world cry and tear his heart full of holes.
There are several holes in Zhang Ruochen's body, showing the mysterious bones of his ancestors. His robes are bright red and there is countless blood flowing through them. They were pierced by the sacrifice light.
If he hadn't been strong in cultivation and defense, well prepared, and with Ji Fanxin outside the Wuding Divine Sea, the injury would have been ten times more serious.
Ji Fan was not worried about Zhang Ruochen's physical injuries. This injury was nothing to the ancestor, but he was worried about his emotions and state of mind. He said: "The second Confucian ancestor broke into the heaven and distracted me. Otherwise, the disaster will happen."
It’s not that easy to self-destruct the divine source and succeed.”
Empress Shi Ji stood behind Ji Fanxin, shrouded in the divine light of the ancestor, and said: "The divine source of the ancestor of Jietian must be controlled by the thoughts of the ancestors of time and space. If you want to stop Nan Rudengtian, no wonder the girl."
Zhang Ruochen's face was frighteningly calm, nine different kinds of brilliance flashed from the nine cauldrons on his body, and he said in an unprecedented low tone: "No need to explain, don't blame anyone. Even if there is no Jie Tian, there will still be demons or Lord Murong appearing there."
"From the very beginning, when I entered the Uncertain Sea of Gods alone and asked you to stay outside to receive me, wasn't it just because I knew it would be a disaster? Since I knew it in advance, there is nothing unacceptable about the current result."
The calmer Zhang Ruochen became, the more worried Ji Fanxin became: "You are half right! The current result is within our expectations. However, the reason why we took the initiative to attack Wuding Shenhai is to avoid the worst outcome.
?”
"Do you think the current result is the worst?"
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and headed straight to the north.
The sacrificial calamity light is rushing toward the heavenly universe at an unknown speed of thousands of times.
Wherever it passes, all living creatures, matter, energy, and rules are ignited.
Only the altar pattern remains.
In every big world, there are more than tens of millions of altars left over from ancient times to the present. After the big world disappeared under the light of the sacrificial tribulation, these densely packed altars were preserved, emitting beams of light and connecting to the divine world.
It is precisely because these altars are constantly being activated and operated, bursting out the power of sacrifices, that the sacrificial tribulation light can spread infinitely, and the destructive energy continues layer by layer without diminishing.
This is more terrifying than the small calamity of life and death launched by Ming Zu!
The source of motivation for the small calamities of life and death is the realm of life and death in Biluo Pass.
It is unique and relatively easy to prevent.
Once the doomsday sacrifice initiated by the ancestors of time and space is started, every altar in the universe will be an endless source of power.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Space is decaying, and all realms are being wiped out. In a short period of time, the star field centered on the Sword Realm has completely disappeared. In two days, the light of the sacrificial tribulation will spread to the heavenly universe, and then sweep through all realms.
"
"Within ten days, the entire universe will disappear, and all living things and matter will cease to exist."
"For the sacrifice of the last day, all living beings will be sacrificed."
"What a magnificent sacrifice. I have been preparing for this moment since ancient times! A large number of tribulations are to restart the universe, and it... is to completely wipe out the universe and leave me alone."
Empress Shiji said: "So the essential purpose of building the Heaven and Earth Altar in the God Realm is for this doomsday sacrifice? The so-called four main altars are completely confusing and lead us into misunderstandings. In fact, the other three are not important at all. The most important thing is
, only the one on the Wudingshen Sea.”
"Perhaps there are two. There must be one in the God Realm." Ji Fan pinched his fingertips and saw a corner of the core area of the God Realm.
The wounds on Zhang Ruochen's body were healing quickly, and he said: "To start the doomsday sacrifice, even if your cultivation level is as high as the ancestors of time and space, you can't do it easily. You must use the ultimate destructive energy of the ancestor god's self-destruction to ignite the main altar, thus
Use the method of offering sacrifices to raise sacrifices, activate the altar in the universe, and complete this small and deliberate calamity."
Empress Shiji said: "If it is true as Di Chen said, the ancestor's self-destruction of the divine source is the key to triggering the main altar. Why didn't the ancestors of time and space launch the sacrifice in advance? Thousands of years ago, the main altar on the Wudingshen Sea was almost built.
!Why do we have to wait until you reach the main altar to start? Doesn’t this increase the risk a bit?”
Ji Fanxin answered her doubts: "Because, Human Ancestor must severely injure or even kill Di Chen and me, otherwise everything may be in vain. But he did not expect that Di Chen would enter the Wuding Divine Sea alone. He did not expect that Di Chen would enter the Wuding Divine Sea alone.
Di Chen alone can break the formation of the entire star field and even repel the Dark Lord."
Empress Shiji understood everything and said: "What the girl said about Renzu may have failed, does it mean that Renzu's life gate has been exposed? In the God Realm?"
Ji Fanxin nodded, with flames of war igniting in his eyes: "This duel has just begun."
After the Doomsday Sacrifice is started, all energy and matter will converge towards the God Realm.
As Ji Fanxin said, there must be a main altar in the God Realm to absorb the harvested energy for the ancestors of time and space to enjoy.
If the ancestors of time and space cannot deal with the two major threats of Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin in advance, how can they have the chance to enjoy the harvested sacrificial energy?
Empress Shiji smiled and said: "Di Chen and the girl were already on guard, and their tactics were superb, but they were not seriously injured. Didn't Renzu's plan fail? This miscalculation is doomed for him to be completely defeated."
Ji Fanxin looked at Zhang Ruochen, and saw that he didn't say a word, his eyes were dark, and he said: "I tested the intention of Renzu and escaped unscathed, but at the cost of the entire Sword Realm Star Territory. This trial...
The confrontation is a lose-lose situation!"
The more you care, the more you lose.
From the perspective of Empress Shiji, she doesn't care about the life or death of the monks in the Sword Realm Star Region. No matter how many big worlds are destroyed, no matter how many planets are turned into powder, she will not have any mood swings, and naturally she will not think that her side has failed.
On the contrary, I feel that Zhang Ruochen forced Renzu to reveal his intentions in advance in Wuding Divine Sea and took the initiative in this duel, which was a victory.
Now all we have to do is join hands to conquer the God Realm and destroy the main altar of the God Realm, and all the life-long plans of the ancestors of time and space will come to nothing.
The Doomsday Sacrifice has already begun, and of course it is impossible to stop it.
Even if the entire universe is destroyed by then, it won't be a big deal. At least there will still be a God Realm. In the God Realm, they, the ancestors, can even get a share of the pie, absorb part of the sacrificial energy, and achieve advanced cultivation.
Empress Shiji said: "This universe is destined to be destroyed, and time is running out! Girl, Di Chen, we can't wait any longer, summon the gods in the universe to conquer the God Realm. Now the initiative is in our hands!"
Ji Fanxin looked at Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen said: "You underestimate Renzu too much! Renzu must have calculated this duel countless times and considered every possibility. The current result is indeed not what he wants to see, but I think it must be
Within the possibilities of his calculations."
"Di Chen and I have the same view!"
After giving it some thought, Ji Fanxin added: "The reason why Human Ancestor chose to let Jie Tian self-destruct the divine source to deal with you, and chose to launch the Doomsday Sacrifice in the Sword Realm, I think the most important purpose is still to attack your heart, to make you
My Taoist heart collapsed, causing confusion and making wrong choices. At the same time, it also led me into the abyss of death!"
"Can one person's calculation be so deep? So far, it has only been to defeat Di Chen's Taoist heart?" Empress Shiji felt a chill in her vest.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Otherwise, why would Brahma Heart say that I have no chance of winning?"
Empress Shi Ji said: "Di Chen's Taoist heart is firm and has not been affected. This is probably completely beyond Ren Zu's expectation."
"Is that true?"
Ji Fanxin knew Zhang Ruochen as well as Ren Zu. Maybe he could bear Jie Tian's death. Maybe he could bear the death of Chi Yao and Nu Tian Shen Zun.
But, seeing all the creatures in the Sword World being wiped out with his own eyes, does he really feel at peace?
Zhang Ruochen did not answer Ji Fanxin directly, but said: "Banxin, if our ancestors made a move, they must have exposed their secrets and trump cards. How much insight have you gained?"
Ji Fanxin has been fighting with the ancestors of time and space in the field of divine thoughts and rules, saying: "From the moment the doomsday sacrifice began, the secrets of the divine world were leaked. I...should have understood everything!"
"Let's talk about the Heavenly Court first. The Heavenly Demon is indeed the secret chess piece of the Human Ancestor, and it was he who attacked Haotian."
…
Heaven, the Temple of Truth.
Haotian stood proudly on the top of the Star Cliff holding a black and yellow halberd. There was a foot-long knife wound on his back, and his spine was severed, but his body was not broken.
With piercing eyes, he looked at the legendary and stalwart demonic figure opposite.
It was this man who severely wounded him with a knife.
This seemingly burly and unruly demon overlord once ended the turmoil and killings in ancient times and suppressed all the great demons into the Netherworld Dungeon. He was the ancient ancestor that Haotian greatly admired when he was young.
It is Haotian's lifelong dream to fight against him.
But at this moment when the two of them were confronting each other, the way Haotian looked at him showed no fighting spirit or respect, only pity.
After the death of the Red Crow King, Xingtian Cliff naturally fell into the hands of the demon.
The demon's exposed chest, full of muscular arcs, has a huge blood-red rune pattern.
If you look carefully, you will find that the runes are imprinted into his body and soul, and even the sea of consciousness turns blood red.
"Cough...cough..."
Meng Ge's flesh and blood reunited, and he slowly climbed up in a huge pit shaped like a hand. He was extremely injured.
He couldn't understand the blood talisman on the demon's chest, but he saw the stone knife in the demon's hand.
This stone knife fell into the hands of Empress Shijie after Zhang Ruochen died. After Empress Shijie was killed by the Seventy-Two-Story Tower, the stone knife was returned to the God Realm.
Now, this stone knife that once belonged to the demon is back in his hands again.
Everything is self-explanatory!
"So...so you have been using me all this time just for today?" Meng Ge's eyes were like an angry beast, he roared, and his long hair stood up.
He couldn't accept that the person he respected the most since ancient times returned in this way.
Where has the magnanimous and carefree demon of the past gone?
Over the years, the demon has been hiding in Meng Ge's divine world for many years.
In order to keep this secret, Meng Ge deceived many people because of his absolute trust in the demon.
As for Haotian, it was because he trusted Meng Ge that he was severely wounded by the devil, and then he was dragged into the "Time, Space and Sky Map" and trapped inside.
The demon didn't say a word at all, and the aura of the ancestor demon locked on Haotian.
"He is no longer the demon he once was. He is just an ancestor puppet of the immortal immortal in the divine world. He has no will and spirit of his own at all."
Haotian said again: "I am locked by his sword intention. As long as I move, he will attack. In my current state, it is difficult to make a quick victory. You have to quickly find the exit of the "Time, Space and Sky Map"
…”
"boom!"
The mighty sword intent of the demon turned into thousands of ancient demon knights, charging towards them in the artistic conception dimension.
Each ancient demon knight has an aura of power close to that of the seventy-two demon gods, with a murderous aura that can swallow up the heavens and the earth.
In the dimension of artistic conception, Haotian burst out with dazzling light, condensing into a divine general of punishment in silver armor and gold robes.
The strength of these Gods of Punishment is comparable to that of the Nine Gods of War in Tiangong, fighting against the sweeping ancient demon knights.
Meng Ge couldn't see the artistic world of the two ancestors in front of him, but he could feel the cold air released by the sword and halberd. With his current level of cultivation, his soul trembled.
Obviously, the injury on Haotian's back has been serious enough to affect his combat effectiveness, otherwise he would not have been restrained by the insane demon.
He is healing.
As long as he recovers from his injuries, he is sure to defeat the demon quickly.
"There must be some reason why the demon is attacking Haotian at this time. Could it be that... the decisive battle between the ancestors on the Wuding Sea of Gods has already begun?"
Meng Ge realized that the situation might be more critical than he expected.
If it was because of his mistakes that Di Chen fell into an unfavorable situation in the duel with the Immortal, then it would really be a huge disaster, and he would not be able to escape the blame for his death.
…
"Jie Tian can't be found!"
"Master is also missing, what should we do now?"
"The doomsday bell of the Heavenly Palace has been ringing for an hour. A shocking event has occurred in the north. A small amount of calamity is coming, and a large amount of calamity may also be coming!"
"It is said that Di Chen self-destructed the source of the ancestral god to perish together with the immortals. But why is it that the destructive brilliance of the god's self-destruction has been spreading crazily with no sign of stopping at all?"
"Some gods estimate that the light of destruction will reach heaven in four days."
…
The entire Temple of Truth is in chaos, no one can calm it down, even the gods are in panic.
The bells of the Heavenly Palace kept ringing. Nothing like this had ever happened before, which meant that the situation had deteriorated to the most critical point.
The sky will perish and the earth will collapse.
Qingsi Xuefei fell to the top of the Temple of Truth, and a long divine voice came out: "Go to the Heavenly Palace first. Twenty heavens and all the world gods flew past like a meteor shower. Ancient God Panyuan and Dragon Lord must know what happened.
thing."
Chi Kongle stood on the sea of truth, staring at the gradually brightening northern starry sky. A subtle feeling arose in his heart. Although he was still determined, tears ran down his cheeks, and he said to himself: "The queen has died, and I can no longer feel her breath!"
"Zhang Fannu seems to be dead too... They are all dead, are they all dead?" Zen Master Yanshu roared.
This catastrophe happened so suddenly, no one could accept such a result.
"Impossible, how is it possible?"
Zhang Hongchen gritted his lips and teeth, his face turned pale, he shook his head repeatedly, and then turned into a bright sword light and rushed out of the heaven, heading towards the northern universe.
"Sword Realm, the thousands of worlds in the Sword Realm were just wiped out like ashes?"
"What about Di Chen? Did he really die together with the immortal?"
"Empress, Master!"
Xiaohei, Ale, Yan Ying'er, Zhang Gushen... countless streams of light flew out of the heaven and threw them towards the northern universe.
Their families and close friends are there.
If we want to die, we must die together.
When everyone was losing control of their emotions and rushing to the Heavenly Palace or the Great Wall of Beizawa, Chan Bing searched everywhere in the Temple of Truth, walking very fast and not missing every corner.
She is the only monk in today's court who knows about Haotian's return.
Such a big thing happened, but Haotian didn't show up to stabilize the situation and people's hearts. Even Jie Tian and Meng Ge disappeared.
Chan Bing has reason to believe that some kind of accident occurred in the Temple of Truth.
The wonderful Zen girl understood Chan Bing's abnormal behavior, chased after him, and asked through a message: "Bing Zu, what are you looking for?"
Now that things have happened, Chan Bing naturally no longer hides anything from her.
Inform the news of Haotian's secret return.
The wonderful Zen girl frowned: "It's too abnormal for three people to disappear at the same time. This matter must be related to Meng Ge. Xiang Chunan!"
"Wow!"
Xiang Chunan was captured from the air by the beautiful Zen girl and brought to him.
Under the leadership of Xiang Chunan, the three of them kept jumping across space to search for the Realm of Truth, even the world of nothingness. Any place where Meng Ge might appear was repeatedly explored with the help of spiritual thoughts, down to the smallest detail.
If Di Chen has fallen into the Wuding Divine Sea, he must find Haotian. Only he can lead everyone to continue to resist.
In the doomsday crisis, only the ancestors can carry the banner.
Finally, the three of them saw the "Time, Space, and Sky Map" suspended in mid-air on the ancient ruins Conferring Gods Platform.
…
In the battle with the God Realm, the ghost tribe lost the World Tree, and only Fengdu Ghost City was brought out.
It has turned into an abandoned city, with ruins everywhere, barren tombs, endless bones, piles of beams, pillars and rubble.
After the incident in the northern starry sky, all the monks in the city who were preparing to rebuild Fengdu Ghost City stopped.
They are separated by who knows how many light years, but the entire starry sky is trembling.
From the direction of the destruction of the brilliance, a sound that spanned time and space came, like dull thunder or the sound of metal friction. It was not loud, but it shocked the soul.
The aura was so terrifying that all the ghosts and gods froze in front of it, just like mortals facing the coming tsunami.
"Ouch!"
It was in this panicky mood that a dragon's roar came from the starry sky and resounded throughout Fengdu Ghost City.
The body of the swastika green dragon, as huge as a sacred ridge, lies across the sky above Fengdu Ghost City.
Yan Wushen jumped down from the dragon's head and landed outside the Central Ghost Emperor's Mansion.
"Swish!"
Suzaku Huowu, Yang Yun Ghost Emperor, Zhou Qi Ghost Emperor, Hun Qi... a powerful man from the ghost clan descended, and they were all enveloped in soul fire.
Yan Wushen glanced at them with a stern look, and then made an action that the ghost gods could not understand.
He knelt down on one knee towards the gate of the Ghost Emperor's Mansion and shouted: "The Immortals of the God Realm have launched a small amount of calamities, and the doomsday sacrifices will soon reach the Hell Realm. Yan Wushenyu wants to attack the Ancestral Realm and lead
The ten clans of hell went to fight for a chance of survival. But the soul's injury could not be healed in a short time. Breaking through the realm was not achieved overnight, so I came to Fengdu Ghost City to borrow something from the emperor."
"What?"
In the Ghost Emperor's Mansion, the deep voice of Emperor Fengdu rang out.
Yan Wushen knelt on his knees, but his power, which was comparable to that of his ancestor, was not diminished at all. He shouted loudly: "The soul of the great emperor!"
"Please make it happen, Emperor!"
…
"Bang!"
Yan Wushen knocked hard on the ground.
If he could see other possibilities, with Yan Wushen's pride, he would never kneel down to anyone.
This kneeling cost the life of Emperor Fengdu.
There were loud shouts and angry scoldings one after another. It was not until Emperor Fengdu walked out of the Ghost Emperor's Mansion that the gods became quiet.
Emperor Fengdu stared at Yan Wushen kneeling below for a long time, and said: "Your talent, Yan Wushen, is the best in the hell realm in hundreds of millions of years. However, before the battle to protect the world tree of the Yama clan, I didn't look at it at all.
I have to live up to you. Before that, I couldn’t see any sense of responsibility or responsibility in you, and you were far behind Zhang Ruochen."
Immediately, Emperor Fengdu softened his tone: "I would like to ask you, if you break through the realm and become the ancestor, how will you fight for life for the ten clans in hell?"
"This universe is doomed to destruction, but the God Realm is still there. If we can't stop the doomsday sacrifices, then we will change our homes and lead the ten tribes of monks to kill the God Realm. Even if we lose, every drop of blood will be shed."
Yan Wushen knocked his head down again, his long hair was wild, and his words were sonorous: "Go away, great emperor! If Yan Wushen is not dead, the hell realm will last forever. From now on, leave your responsibilities and responsibilities to me!" ()