The divine blood burns in the body, and various magical powers collide with the warriors.
"Boom!"
The three half-ancestors of the Nine-Death Yi Emperor, Xu Tian, and Meng Ge all entered a state of fighting for their lives, with fighting and killing intent filling the world.
The ancestral radiance on their bodies was splendid, like three eternal scorching suns colliding, crushing piece by piece the "talisman tree jungle" derived from the ancestral talisman drawn by Zhang Ruochen.
The three people who controlled the ancestral talisman, Wu Yue, Cihang Venerable, and Qingsi Xue, were extremely shocked when they saw this scene. They were worried that the "Fushu Jungle" would be penetrated, allowing the Nine-Death Emperor to escape.
After all, the ancestral talisman Zhang Ruochen gave Wuyue was not strong enough to allow her to run rampant in the universe, nor would it allow her to master the power that could break the balance.
Xuetu was very courageous and rushed into the forest of Fushu to look for it. After a while, he found the severed head of Emperor Nine Deaths.
This head, which looks almost like the Moon God, was chopped off by Xu Tian's golden sword.
Xue Tu waved his big palm like a cloud, trying to suppress it.
"Junior, my cultivation level is close to that of my ancestor, how dare you act so presumptuously?"
The existence of the peak half-ancestor, even if it is just a head, is extremely powerful. She flies through the jungle densely covered with runes, her face is quite ferocious, and she spits out the lightning-like killing light of the half-ancestor, shattering the virtual image of Xue Tu's handprints.
Her eyes contained half-ancestral magical power. When the energy was released, it was like two black holes, almost pulling the soul of Xue Tu out of his body.
The Blood Massacre is no longer what it used to be, and its combat power is very strong. It releases the power of the God's Throne Planet and the Gate of Destiny to resist the half-ancestral head, and the beasts under its crotch are chasing after it.
"No matter how strong you are, you are just a chopped off head. I, the God of Massacre, can't suppress you?"
After Xue Tu penetrated her semi-ancestral magical power, he seized the opportunity, spread out a pair of blood wings on his back, increased his speed, and caught up to the top of the head.
"Wow!"
A white tiger skin bag unfolded and the head was put inside.
During the Era War, Xue Tu captured a small piece of tiger skin from the White Jade God Emperor and refined it into this everlasting cloth bag.
Carrying a cloth bag, Xuetu was extremely excited. While using the Divine Fire of Massacre to burn, he stayed away from the battlefield of the three Half-Ancestors. After a while, he rushed out of the Fushu Forest.
"Sister-in-law, what do you think of dealing with the head of the Nine-Death Emperor?"
He presented the head to Wu Yue like a treasure.
This head belongs to the ancient moon god, the sixth incarnation of the Nine-Death Emperor.
The Nine-Death Emperor absorbs the souls of the Moon God and Wuyue, hoping that the Nine-Death and Nine-Death Yin-Yang Path will be perfected, and he will be able to impact the Great Ancestral Realm with his own power.
On the contrary, if Yueshen and Wuyue can absorb all the half-ancestral souls of the Nine-Death Emperor, it is equivalent to taking away his Taoism. Their cultivation will surely advance by leaps and bounds, and their future achievements will be limitless.
The power of the soul contained in this head alone is enough to improve Wuyue's cultivation level by a large margin.
Between the Moon God and Wu Yue, Xue Tu was naturally the first to choose to please Wu Yue, who was in charge of the ancestral talisman.
Moon God did not show any displeasure, and said calmly: "This is the head of a peak half-ancestor. It contains unimaginable terrifying power. It is better to use the earth cauldron to sacrifice it first. To sharpen its spiritual will and destroy its spiritual thoughts.
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Wuyue nodded lightly and said: "Then follow the wishes of the Moon Goddess... Hey, another head of the Nine-Death Emperor was chopped off by Xutian."
Facing two sisters-in-law with neither very good personalities, Xuetu was under great pressure and it was difficult to cover everything. He always felt that although Yueshen was calm and calm, she was extremely dissatisfied with him.
The phrase "grind his spirit and will, destroy his soul thoughts" clearly refers to the head of the Nine-Death Emperor, but he is sitting on pins and needles like a gleam on his back.
Seeing the Half-Ancestor's battlefield filled with blood and another head being chopped off, the blood-slaughterer was granted amnesty: "Great! I will go and suppress that head, bring it back, and offer it to the Moon Goddess."
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The fighting power of Emperor Nine Deaths and Xu Tian is evenly matched, but with Meng Ge, who is at the same level of half-ancestral, involved, the outcome will naturally be one-sided.
What's even more despicable is that the Nine-Death Emperor is unable to self-destruct his divine source to deter his opponents, which makes Xu Tian and Meng Ge even more unscrupulous, playing all kinds of trump cards without any worries.
If you really can't beat him, you'll be embarrassed at most.
But the Emperor of Nine Deaths lost his life.
Xu Tian fought like crazy, and the divine blood in his body boiled like magma. The two realms of reality and reality combined, sometimes turning into nothingness and disappearing without a trace. Sometimes the divine light of truth was brilliant, and he raised his sword to strike straight.
Not long after, he chopped off two more heads of the Nine-Dead Emperor.
Xue Tu, who was standing on the edge of the battlefield, was very agile and collected all the heads in tiger skin bags one by one, just like stealing watermelons.
The Nine-Death Emperor's combat power is showing signs of decline, and the death crisis is becoming more and more intense.
"We must break through this Talisman Tree Jungle, otherwise we will definitely die today."
The Nine-Death Emperor carried five heads and quickly escaped, no longer fighting Xu Tian and Meng Ge head-on.
He rushed towards the area where the silver brilliance shone to meet up with Shi Qiandai. He thought that this woman from outside the universe must have a special trump card, otherwise how could she dare to come to the Six Paths Universe alone?
The ancestral talisman suspended above Wuyue's head has cracks.
What the ancestral talisman wants to trap is not a half-ancestor, but a group of half-ancestors who are engaged in a life-and-death struggle. The difficulty is not inferior to trapping an ancestor.
"Haha, old man, you're just running away now? Let's fight again!"
Xu Tian stepped on circles of space ripples under his feet, his hair was disheveled, his laughter echoed through the sea of stars, and he chased after him.
"Wow!"
Meng Ge jumped in space and appeared directly above the head of the Nine Death Emperor, intercepting him.
"court death!"
The Nine-Dead Emperor used the artifact "Black Screen" to block Xu Tian who was chasing behind him. At the same time, he released two ancestral marks and went all out to suppress Meng Ge.
The Great Demon God's ancestor's mark is on it, turning it into a boundless world of demonic mist.
The ancestor mark of the nine-headed stone man is on the bottom, and the earth material quickly condenses to form a stone circular boundary.
The two ancestral marks came up and down, like millstones, crushing Meng Ge into bloody mist fragments.
"roar!"
Meng Ge is as strong as a giant beast, holding his hands upward.
The seventy-two demon stone pillars appeared one by one, like the seventy-two peaks supporting the sea of stars, surrounding them in all directions, resisting the squeeze of the two ancestral marks.
More than half of these seventy-two stone pillars were collected by Meng Ge and were refined by the Great Demon God back then.
The rest is forged from the material of the Everlasting Mountains.
"Boom."
The demon stone pillars were already very strong, but they were unable to resist the two ancestral marks. Each one shattered and collapsed, constantly turning into stone fragments.
"Sword twenty-six, sword Ling Henggu."
"Stab it!"
The dazzling golden sword light broke through the "shady curtain" of the artifact.
A sword crossed the void and penetrated the chest of the Nine-Death Emperor.
The Nine-Death Emperor, who was going all out to deal with Meng Ge, lowered his head and glanced at the sword blade piercing through his chest. He was filled with disbelief. He never thought that one day he would end up in such a situation.
Feeling that the power of the two ancestral marks was weakening, Mengge transformed into a giant divine body and escaped from the suppression of the marks.
Both fists came out to hit the Nine-Death Emperor.
On the fist, rules and order interweave thousands of magical powers. Once hit, it can wipe out a large amount of the opponent's soul and will.
"Then fight to the death."
The eyes of the Nine-Dead Emperor were full of glory again, and his fighting spirit was high. He used illusions to get rid of Xutian and the golden sword. He clasped his hands to attack and collided with Meng Ge's attacking fists.
"boom!"
The fists and palms struck each other, various magical powers exploded, and energy ripples flew to the void in all directions.
"puff!"
After all, the Nine-Death Emperor was seriously injured and lost the tyranny he had at his peak. After receiving these two punches, he vomited blood and staggered back.
Immediately afterwards, Xu Tian's battle sword had already struck again.
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On the other side, Shi Qiandai's situation was even worse.
Facing the Well Taoist, Mortal Monk, Gai Mie, and the Earth Cauldron alone, she couldn't resist them even with the Origin Silver Lamp in her hand. The flesh and skin on her body was shattered, leaving only golden bones and long silver hair.
Still so slender and slim.
But seeing her like this, Gai Mie didn't have any sympathy for her, so he struck harder every time.
A lonely woman was beaten to disfigurement by a group of strong men in a foreign land. Every attack was neither gentle nor serious. Shi Qiandai hated the monks of Zhan Xingxing.
Faced with such a good situation, Jingdao people were a little timid and said: "She won't blow up the source of the half-ancestral god, right?"
"What are you afraid of? In this universe, Di Chen is the absolute master of heaven and earth. He only needs to release a will, and no one can think of self-destructing the divine source."
Gai Mie flew out with the Demon Ancestor Ziwu Yue in his hand, staring at the silver lamp of origin in Shi Qiandai's hand, and wanted to seize it.
Due to the excessive consumption of the ancestral divine light inside, the surface of the Origin Silver Lamp has numerous cracks.
Seeing Gai Mie coming to attack, the flames in Shi Qiandai's eye sockets danced, and the murderous intention rushed into the sky. He no longer had any reservations: "Well done! If I can kill you all today, even if I die here,
Master will definitely help me get a new life in the future."
"You're like this and you still want to kill us. What nonsense are you talking about?"
The people in the well didn't want to have long nights and dreams, so they followed Gai Mie's footsteps and waved the Bronze Sacred Tree.
""The Supreme Origin Sutra"."
Shi Qiandai held the cracked Origin Silver Lamp in the palm of her hand and exerted force with her five fingers.
"Bang!"
The Origin Silver Lamp exploded and turned into countless fragments. A page of golden paper emerged and floated upward.
This page looks like it was torn from a book, with uneven gaps.
Gai Mi, who was rushing at the front, felt an extremely terrifying aura constantly escaping from the page. His face suddenly changed, and he immediately gave up attacking Shi Qiandai and fled far away.
The well man rushing behind also noticed something was wrong, but his escape speed was half a beat slower than Gai Mie's.
"Wow!"
On this page of the Taishang Origin Sutra, countless origin words flew out, impacting on Jing Dao and Gai Mie one after another.
Even though the two of them were alert and used all kinds of defensive methods, they were still injured.
There is no doubt that the words and power on this page belong to Shi Qiandai’s master, the Supreme Origin. The half-ancestor’s defense is far from enough in the face of the power of the Supreme Origin.
The Talisman Tree Jungle was cleared out in large areas and turned into a golden sea of words.
Monk Fanchen grabbed the earth tripod and used it as a shield to carve out a safe place in the ocean of words. Jing Taoist and Gai Mie both hid behind the tripod.
"What's going on? Could it be that the being behind her who is in the realm of the beginning and end of heaven has come in person?" The man in the well said his mouth was full of blood, he was beaten again, and he was shocked and angry.
Gai Miedao said: "If a being of that level comes in person, do you think we can still stand here and talk? However, this page of scripture is definitely the most original power of the strongest man in the world, and it is not something we can fight against.
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On Shi Qiandai's golden bones, traces of flesh and blood grew out, auras flew freely, and her long hair shuttled through the void like threads.
He held a page of gold paper without words in the palm of his hand and waved it casually.
"Wow!"
The gold paper cuts across the sea of characters, like a golden heavenly sword, cutting through the jungle of rune trees outside the sea of characters with a devastating force, extending all the way to the outside of the jungle.
With a "bang" sound, the ancestral talisman above Wuyue's head shattered and burned into ashes.
The jungle of rune trees all over the void world gradually became fainter, and its power quickly disappeared.
"Zhang Ruochen's talisman was just shattered?"
The Nine-Dead Emperor, who had only five heads left, changed his despair just now and had great confidence in the Supreme Origin behind Shi Qiandai. He felt that the so-called Tiandao Emperor was not so invincible.
A space teleportation array appeared under his feet, and he wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to escape from this star field and go to the Great Wall of Beize.
However, just as he escaped into the space, he was struck by a gorgeous clear light and flew out of the space, falling backwards.
The Nine-Dead Emperor clutched his chest that was about to burst, and looked in horror at the clear clouds rising from the edge of the starry sky. This clear brilliance could not see the edge, as if it was swallowing the universe inch by inch.
Haotian's outstanding and majestic figure walked step by step from the clear light, with his left hand behind his back and his right hand hanging down naturally.
Between the fingers of his right hand, he gently held the page of gold paper that he had just slashed out.
Everything seems relaxed and natural!
"Xuanyuan Taihao!"
Shi Qiandai's flesh and blood coagulated again, her eyes extremely gloomy.
Facing the pressure of the true form of the ancestor, no monk can remain calm, feeling that the entire universe is under the opponent's control.
Xu Tian, Jing Taoist, Gai Mie and others felt no joy at all. In the end, the ancestor still needed to personally come forward to clean up the mess. It was so embarrassing!
What makes them even more uncomfortable is that the half-ancestor and the ancestor are obviously only one level apart, but there is a gap that is as insurmountable as a natural chasm.
In the past, Xu Tian still dared to weigh Haotian, not because he couldn't fight desperately. But now, he has no chance of winning even half a percent, so he can only bow his head honestly. He is so angry that he wishes he could practice Sword Twenty-Seven immediately.
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The more I think about it, the angrier I get.
Xutian, Jingdao Ren, Gai Mie, Meng Ge and all the other half-ancestors all attacked and killed the Nine-Death Emperor to vent their frustration.
Haotian's eyes fell on Shi Qiandai and said from a distance: "It's just banned by the void. Do you really think that the Zhan Galaxy will decline accordingly, no matter what you do?"
Shi Qiandai resisted the pressure of Haotian's ancestor and said: "It seems that you are not ignorant of the outside world..."
"I haven't spoken to you, so why don't you show up?"
The clear light overwhelmed the realm, and Haotian stood at the edge of the sea of words.
Shi Qiandai was confused.
The sea of words in front of him boiled and rolled, and the golden origin words collided together, turning into a phantom that exuded the terrifying power of the ancestor.
This phantom is thirty million feet tall, wearing a loose robe, with no head on its neck, and two heads on its hands.
An old, shriveled and wrinkled head, sleepy, with a gloomy sunset above its head.
The other head is childish, like an eight or nine-year-old child, innocent and lively, with a bright and bright morning glow above its head.
One old and one young, they look very similar, just like a person's childhood and old age.
There are two other hands, one holding the book and the other holding the clay figure.
The clay figurine looks like Haotian.
It was like Haotian was held in his hands!
"Master!"
Shi Qiandai's eyes showed excitement and she quickly knelt down to salute.
The shadow let her kneel like that, and the old head said: "Finally, we have tested the true strength of Zhan Xingxing. The so-called Little Tiandao, it seems that he is indeed still alive."
Haotian said: "Is what you saw real? In this battle of secrets, you have been at a disadvantage from the beginning."
"It doesn't matter!"
The old head said: "No matter how strong it is, how much stronger can it be? Just by fighting the galaxy, it cannot support the monks to reach the height of the sky."
Haotian knew that the other party was extremely intelligent and had unfathomable spiritual power, so he definitely wanted to get a more genuine answer from him through dialogue. Therefore, without further words, he directly called out the Xuanhuang Halberd.
The war halberd split out, and the black and yellow energy divided the heaven and the earth.
As he raised his hands and feet, the sea of stars around him was shaking endlessly.
The phantom of the Supreme Origin took out the scroll in his hand and immediately turned it into paper all over the sky, and destroyed Haotian with a single blow.
At the same time, childish laughter rang out, and two hands kneaded and tore the clay figurine that was exactly the same as Haotian. This strange attack power was immediately fed into Haotian.
The armor on Haotian's body was squeezed out of shape, and the ancestor's body seemed to be crushed into pieces by two invisible hands.
"A mere clone wants to kill me?"
Haotian strode forward, each step shaking the void, filling the sky with clear light and black and yellow energy, and colliding with the shadow of the clone of the Supreme Origin.
"boom!"
The tip of the halberd struck the shadow in the palm of his hand, causing the shadow as tall as a nebula to retreat continuously, and the clay figure in his hand turned into wisps of golden smoke.
"Very good, very good. The ancestor of the Zhan Galaxy did not disappoint me. He is an excellent ancestor battle puppet. I will definitely come in person to take you away."
The shadow commented like this, and then turned into a golden river of words, flying towards the northern universe at an incredible speed.
Haotian chased for a while, but couldn't catch up at all.
The other party's attainments on the level of Taoism are much higher than his.
Returning to the starry sky that was shattered by the battle just now, the Nine-Dead Emperor had been killed and dismembered by the half-ancestors. The scene was so brutal that Haotian frowned.
Shi Qiandai did not escape, and calmly faced Haotian who had returned, with a smile on her beautiful face: "Master's true form is coming, and all of you will be wiped out. No, you are favored by Master, no
As for being wiped out in ashes, he will be transformed into a puppet in the battle body of the ancestor to guard the House of All Living Beings and atone for his sins."
Haotian's eyes were indifferent, and he waved his sleeves to create a piece of ancestral rules, which turned into three rule chains to imprison her, and said: "Escort her to the Origin Temple and wait for the Emperor's death. Once there, she should be able to recognize the reality and understand the high ideals in her heart.
The unattainable Master is not invincible."
"Take this page of the "Sutra of the Origin of the Supreme Being" with you too!"
Zhang Gushen respectfully stretched out his hands to take the golden page and asked: "Such a big thing happened. May I ask the founder of Haotian, why don't you go to the Origin Temple in person?"
"I have to go! Tell Di Chen that we will meet again in the future and work together to build a bright and glorious future for the Zhan Galaxy."
Haotian's back disappeared step by step into the starry sky, and there was always an aura of indomitable energy about him.
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Zhang Ruochen was sitting outside the fast-moving carriage, with his hands clasped in front of his chest and his back leaning against the car. He looked relaxed and unrestrained, looking towards the northern universe with a hint of smile in his eyes.
Being able to cross hundreds of millions of miles and witness the golden river rushing into the mist of the Beize Great Wall.
Empress Shi Ji sat aside and asked curiously: "Why didn't the Emperor leave that clone? Perhaps we can study and analyze the subtleties of our opponent's Taoism in advance. Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we have a better chance of winning."
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "If I take action to keep him, will his true body still dare to come? I will send it here. You go there first. It depends on you whether you can turn the Beize Great Wall into an opportunity for you."
It’s up to you.”
The chariot stopped and Empress Shiji got out of the car.
After walking for a while, she suddenly looked back and asked with a charming smile: "The emperor really doesn't invite me to your wedding?"
She would never have had such a smile before, and she couldn't even act it out.
Just like a flower, no matter how it blooms before it is wet by rain, it will only be thin and beautiful, and will not have the colorful charm after being moistened.
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Everyone seems to think that the extra chapter is a bit too self-indulgent, haha, okay, Yu Yu will try to use a more normal and strict style of writing for the subsequent extra chapters. ()