"How dare a group of evil creatures take action against this god?"
In the gray mist, the blood light shot up into the sky, and the divine voice of the Sanjia Blood Ancestor roared loudly, resounding throughout the sky.
The blood wings on his back vibrated, and with bright blood light, the two divine corpses that rushed towards him were chopped away, and the rotten flesh fell to the ground.
But the evil god's corpse did not die, and soon the remaining parts were reunited and the carrion condensed.
"What kind of monster is it? If it is just a zombie puppet, it cannot have such a strong self-healing ability."
The Sanjia Blood Ancestor realized that something was wrong and did not dare to continue fighting with the evil god's corpse. He pulled out a blood knife, split open the broken world of gods, and spread his wings to fly.
"call!"
The smelly divine wind swept towards him.
A terrifying divine corpse thousands of miles high stood in the world of gods and appeared in front of the Sanjia Blood Ancestor. He was wearing a Taoist robe and a wooden hairpin on his head, but his face was extremely thin and withered. Only two eyeballs were shining with divine light, red and evil.
different.
The Taoist robe on my body is no ordinary thing, it was once a top-notch divine robe.
However, in the long river of time, it has been corroded and penetrated.
Corpse liquid was flowing from the holes in the Taoist robe.
"This is"
The expression of the Third-A Blood Ancestor suddenly changed in shock.
The old master of the corpse stretched out his dry five fingers, like eagle claws, and pinched him.
With a "bang" sound, the divine body of the Sanjia Blood Ancestor was crushed to pieces by it, turning into a ball of blood mist. The blood mist could not escape from the palm of the divine corpse, and was swallowed into the belly by the old Taoist.
This scene is so shocking to the world!
A strong man at the pinnacle of a superior god was crushed to pieces and even eaten.
"It's the Divine Lord's regular patterns that have locked the Triple-A Blood Ancestor, making it impossible for him to escape."
"When this old Taoist was alive, he must have been a powerful god from ancient times. Even if he died, he would still have extraordinary fighting power. Even the Great God Taiyi is probably no match for him!"
All the gods in heaven were shocked, because in addition to the old god corpse, there were several other god corpses with god-level regular divine patterns flowing around their bodies in the gray mist. Each of them had a powerful aura, and they were definitely ancient god giants.
There were holes in the rotting body of the old corpse of the god, and blood and energy shot out from the holes.
The Sanjia Blood Ancestor is still alive and wants to break the corpse of the God Corpse Old Dao and escape.
Something even more incredible happened.
I saw the old master of the corpse sitting down cross-legged, clasping his hands in front of his abdomen, breathing in and out, mobilizing the regular divine patterns to refine the Third-A Blood Ancestor in his belly.
Zhang Ruochen looked horrified and said: "What's going on? It's a corpse, but it can still meditate and practice? This old Taoist must have given birth to consciousness. No, it may be the resurrection of consciousness. Is there really a secret to immortality in the world?"
The four words "immortal spell" flashed through Zhang Ruochen's mind.
Don't dare to think about it.
It should be noted that the orthodox zombies in the hell world are all born with new consciousness and spiritual intelligence, and they must start from the most basic martial arts. Even the corpse of a god can only awaken memory fragments and possess the physical body.
Advantage.
How is it possible that as soon as you wake up, you will have god-level combat power? Can you still be conscious?
What is the difference between this and immortality?
Even the extremely rare "Heavenly Corpse Divine Fetus" is not so powerful.
The Heavenly Corpse Divine Embryo also needs to undergo a divine tribulation before it can achieve god-level cultivation.
The Second-A Blood Ancestor saw how powerful the God Corpse Master was, and was even more afraid of the countless evil corpses in the gray mist. He did not rush to save the Third-A Blood Ancestor, but sent a message to the Nine-Headed Dragon who was fighting with Yu Yao.
god.
The Nine-headed Dragon God was about to rush over to rescue them, and planned to kill Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing'er together.
It's a pity that Yuyao didn't give him a chance to activate a corner of Tianzun's ancient formation, trapping him tightly and switching from defense to offense.
The handsome figure of the famous sword god came from the horizon, his body shining brightly, like the rising sun.
He is known as the gentleman of swords and has great talent.
A clear voice came from thousands of miles away. He said: "Yu Yao, give up. Your dying struggle will only make you more and more desperate."
"Wow!"
The divine sword flew out, pulled out the sword light, and slashed through the peaks that trapped the Nine-Headed Dragon God.
All the formation inscriptions on the mountain peak were broken.
"The famous sword god is back!"
"This is the best sword in the world. Even the ancient formation of Tianzun cannot stop it."
"The numerous formations in the Goddess City may not be able to stop the Mingjun Sword."
The morale of the gods in heaven increased greatly and they regained their confidence.
Previously, Zhang Ruochen was beaten to a pulp and his face was completely lost.
For the heavenly army, the biggest threat to Xinghuantian is actually Huang Tian and Jiuo Chan Nu. If they want to completely occupy Xinghuantian, they must be killed first.
The second step is to destroy the Goddess City and seize control of the formation.
Powerful people like Huang Tian and Jiuo Zennu had to mobilize several times or even ten times their strength to surround and kill them. Only then could they suppress their self-destruction divine source and kill them at the same time.
Just like when the Hell Realm killed the strongest in the Kunlun Realm, they adopted the strategy of encirclement and killing instead of fighting alone.
However, upon noticing something had happened in the Goddess City, the famous swordsman was originally chasing the wonderful Zen Girl overseas, but he rushed back immediately.
The famous sword god glanced at Zhang Ruochen, who was standing in the Nine Yin Escape Formations, and said calmly: "A mere seventy-fourth-level mental power god, plus nine divine formations, can beat you into such a mess, it's really embarrassing.
Heaven is in disgrace. Nine-headed Dragon God, go and deal with him, and suppress those evil things at the same time. Yuyao, leave it to me!"
The famous sword god is arrogant and prides himself on being a gentleman. He cherishes his feathers very much and does not bother to take action against a seventy-fourth level mental power god. It is embarrassing and out of style.
Only a strong person like Yu Yao is worthy of his action.
The Nine-Headed Dragon God is a great god who has reached the Taixu Realm, the last realm of the Taizhen Realm. His status in the Heaven Realm is not inferior to that of the Heavenly God Emperor, and he is the most powerful person in the Western Dragon Clan.
If he hadn't been afraid of the Tianlong Realm, he would have proclaimed himself the Dragon God Emperor.
Although the Nine-Headed Dragon God was unhappy with being "arranged" by the famous sword god, he did not show it. After all, the strength of the best swordsman in the world is indeed much better than that of the strongest dragon clan in the West.
cut.
The Erjia Blood Ancestor is naturally a person who loves his reputation, and he is determined to become a chess player in the universe. He said to the Nine-Headed Dragon God: "Please give me a chance to deal with Zhang Ruochen with my own hands. Otherwise, let the monks in heaven know.
If I can't even defeat Zhang Ruochen, whose martial arts has been ruined, won't I be ridiculed for the rest of my life?"
"Okay! This opportunity is given to you!"
The Nine-Headed Dragon God obviously disdained Zhang Ruochen, a thousand-year-old ant.
As for Zhang Ruochen's treasure, Erjia Blood Ancestor has sent a message to tell him how to divide the treasure. These words cannot be said on the table.
"Ouch!"
The dragon roars.
The nine-headed dragon god spit out divine flames and turned into a sea of fire, which collided with the overwhelming gray mist of death, forcing the evil corpses back one after another.
He strode forward in the sea of divine flames, and with a claw in the air, he tore apart the broken divine world of the Divine Corpse Old Way, and said: "If you dare to swallow the gods of heaven, you are seeking death!"
Before the body arrived, the divine fire had already transformed into thousands of dragons, attacking the old path of the divine corpse from all directions.
The old Taoist Divine Corpse's eyes were like blood beads, and he pressed his palms to the ground. Immediately, the sky was full of divine thunder, smashing the fire dragons into pieces, turning into balls of fire, and scattering them in the world of the Broken God Realm.
In the gray fog, howls came one after another.
Several evil divine corpses with divine patterns flowing around their bodies rushed into the broken divine world of the old path of divine corpses, and all attacked the Nine-Headed Dragon God.
Even with the power of the Nine-Headed Dragon God, when seeing such a battle, they have to treat it with caution.
Zhang Ruochen secretly sighed: "The divine war that broke out in Yuchen Temple back then was so tragic. So many powerful gods fell. I'm afraid it wasn't just for the fight for the source of the gods!"
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if he had been struck by a sword.
It was Erjia Blood Ancestor who launched the spiritual attack.
The Erjia Blood Ancestor is obviously an outstanding existence among the gods. He is just a practitioner of Yuanhui. Not only is his martial arts cultivation strong, but his mental strength has also reached the seventy-fifth level.
"Zhang Ruochen, no matter how powerful the Nine Yin Escape Formations are, as long as your mental power is broken, can the nine space divine formations still function normally?" The Second-A Blood Ancestor thought that he had caught Zhang Ruochen's weakness, with a smile on his face.
The smile is full of confidence in one's own cultivation.
But, at this moment, his eyes became trance-like, as if he was drowsy, and his body unconsciously fell downwards from mid-air.
Bai Qing'er's jade fingers were stained with blood, and the blood threads intertwined into a painting in the void. With a stronger mental power than Erjia Blood Ancestor, she used the mental power magic - Seven Souls Terror Dream.
How could Zhang Ruochen let go of such an excellent opportunity? He harnessed the Nine Yin Escape Formations and covered the Second-A Blood Ancestor.
By the time the Second-A Blood Ancestor regained consciousness with his strong mental will, he had already fallen into the formation.
His expression changed and he muttered: "Not good!"
Outside the formation, he was naturally not afraid of Zhang Ruochen and could take the absolute initiative.
But if he falls into the formation, it's hard to say whether he can defeat Zhang Ruochen based on the power of the Nine Yin Escape Formations.
"Star Gate!" Zhang Ruochen launched an attack.
Above the head of Erjia Blood Ancestor, the sky was full of stars, forming a divine gate containing the weight of space.
The divine gate seems to be everywhere and there is no way to avoid it.
The Second-A Blood Ancestor held the divine gate with his hand, his eyes sharp, and said: "The absolute gap in cultivation cannot be made up by just a few formations. How much do you know about the cultivation of the great god?"
"Whoosh!"
The Erjia Blood Ancestor turned into a streak of blood, broke away from the suppression of the divine gate, rushed to Zhang Ruochen, and pointed at his heart.
In front of Erjia Blood Ancestor's fingertips, the space twisted into a whirlpool.
"Little tricks."
There was a loud noise, and the twisted space vortex was shattered by the finger strength of Erjia Blood Ancestor.
However, both Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing'er disappeared.
Blood Ancestor Erjia looked around and found that the space had changed drastically, and he was locked into a formation tower. In the tower, there were also two heavenly gods who had been suppressed into pieces of flesh and blood, and their divine bodies could not be reunited.
A god from heaven sent out a divine message to remind: "Blood Ancestor, be careful, the space here is very strange."
As soon as he finished speaking, a spatial vortex appeared at the feet of Erjia Blood Ancestor, pulling him underground.
In addition, above the head, there is also a space vortex pressing down.
"It's this move again. It seems that the so-called Nine Formations of Yin Escape are nothing more than that."
Pieces of blood-red armor grew from the skin of Erjia Blood Ancestor, and soon wrapped around his whole body. The divine body continued to grow in the upper and lower vortexes, using the blood-red armor to resist the killing of the space vortex.
Suddenly, his sense of crisis increased greatly, and he had no time to use his magical power to protect himself.
"Bang! Bang!"
The two space vortices collapsed inward, crushing his armor and squeezing his divine body until it exploded. Blood mist continued to spray, and his bones exploded like fried beans.
Soon, his powerful body was reduced to the size of an egg by the squeezing force caused by the collapse of space.
It was so bloody that it was impossible to see where the head was and where the legs were.
Outside the formation tower, Bai Qing'er and Aji assisted Zhang Ruochen in controlling the formation to resist the attack of the heavenly gods.
"I have told you that the inheritance of your Blood War Temple is going to be cut off today, but you still want to challenge me."
Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands together, gritted his teeth, and unleashed all his mental power to suppress the Second-A Blood Ancestor who was trying to break free from the space, squeezing him smaller and smaller.
The nine space divine formations rotate with difficulty like nine millstones.