"Conquer Luoding! Kill the Rakshasa tribe for their rebellion!"
"Emperor Luo Yan has returned and wants to end the turmoil in the divine city."
"Zhang Ruochen followed the orders of Grandma Tian and Emperor Luo Yan to conquer Luoding and restore peace to the Rakshasa clan."
"It is said that Luo Ding is the Kuiliang Emperor and wants to sacrifice the entire Rakshasa clan to the Liang organization. We monks will fight him to the end!"
…
All kinds of news, whether true or false, spread in the city of God.
The torrent behind Zhang Ruochen became more and more powerful. All of these monks had good cultivation. They were all powerful men in the holy realm, and many of them had gods.
One of the reasons why they are willing to fight with Zhang Ruochen is because of their absolute admiration and respect for Tianmu.
The second reason is because of the Great Luo Divine Seal suspended above Zhang Ruochen's head.
The divine seal is like a flag or a divine sun.
The dazzling light is a symbol of supreme power.
At the same time, the Great Luo Seal is by no means just a symbol of power. It has a powerful weapon spirit and can mobilize the power of the entire Rakshasa God City.
If it were Emperor Luo Yan who was in charge of the Great Luo Seal, as long as he was in the Rakshasa Divine City, he would still be undefeated in the face of the Immortal.
"Wow!"
The Great Luo Divine Seal is like a huge millstone, emitting metallic luster, slowly rotating above Zhang Ruochen's head, attracting the rules of heaven and earth in the divine city, the divine patterns of the rules, as well as the divine energy in the underground divine veins, and converging on Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen only felt that he had transformed into the heaven and earth itself, merged with the Rakshasa Divine City, and had inexhaustible power.
It can tear the universe apart and penetrate the past and present.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Qi Lin and the God Zongmu rushed out from Dingzu Mountain like two light shuttles, landed on the top of an ancient tower-shaped building, and looked into the distance.
Zhang Ruochen and the tide of Rakshasa monks marched toward the Divine Prison.
The Great Luo Divine Seal reflects all areas of the Divine City like daylight.
The two of them had originally decided to pursue him, but now they hesitated!
Just because the aura on Zhang Ruochen's body was so strong, every breath and every breath caused the aura of heaven and earth and the tide of heaven and earth rules, and the entire divine city swayed slightly.
Zongmu God's face was gloomy and he said: "Damn it, it's all because of him. Now our plan has completely failed! By borrowing the power of the Great Luo Divine Seal and mobilizing the power of the entire Rakshasa Divine City for our own use, we are far from being
His opponent."
Qi Lin has a tall and plump figure, thick eyelashes, and deep eyes. She said: "He is not Emperor Luo Yan. The power he can withstand and mobilize is limited, and he is not invincible yet. Dingzu has appeared. Zhang Ruochen is undoubtedly hitting a stone with an egg.
It is self-destruction. You and I both know how big the gap is between the Infinite Self and the Infinite Universe."
"We still need to prevent him from escaping from the divine city, but... keep a distance from him and don't fight forcefully." Zongmu Shenzun said.
Qi Lin thought for a moment and nodded.
As arrogant as she is, she has to admit that the power of the divine city carried by Zhang Ruochen at this moment is indeed not comparable to that of Qiankun Boundless, so she has to avoid its edge.
Emperor Luo Yan was able to hand over the Great Luo Divine Seal to a young monk. His trust was unparalleled!
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Divine prison.
In the divine world of Dingzu.
The God-King of Mo Dharma had a war between heaven and man in his heart. After various deductions, he finally felt that the only way to survive today was to surrender to Ding Zu.
Even if Jian Gu could put aside his past grudges and join forces with him, there would still be no chance of winning.
Besides, even if they risk their lives to escape from the divine world of Dingzu, how can they escape from the Rakshasa Divine City? How can they avoid the suppression of the city-protecting divine formation?
Now that Dingzu's true form has appeared, there is no doubt that the entire Rakshasa clan is under his control!
The eyes of the Mo Dharma God King flashed with murderous light, and like lightning, he made the death handprint and struck the sword bone beside him.
"God King Mo Dharma, you have made the wrong choice again. Surrendering to the Liang organization will only lead to death. Even the old man Qing Cang will not be able to spare you!"
The sword-bone clone seemed to have expected it, and retreated quickly, avoiding the sneak attack of the Mofa God King.
Then, his body turned into a sword light and flew towards the Wind and Thunder God-killing Formation.
Fighting head-on with Dingzu is undoubtedly self-destruction. Only by escaping back to the Wind and Thunder God Killing Formation, returning to the Divine Prison, and using the remaining formations in the Divine Prison, can we survive for a while, or maybe we can wait for a turn.
This is the only chance for Sword Bone Clone!
After all, the sword bone clone still underestimated the terrifying power of the infinite freedom. It had obviously mobilized the power of the ancestor, and its body shape was like a sword, and it was as fast as a stream of light. However, it only rushed out for a few dozen feet, and its speed became slower and slower.
In the end, he was suppressed by the rules in the world of Dingzu God Realm and fell back to the ground, half of his legs sinking into the ground.
It's like a hundred thousand mountains are weighing on my body.
The remaining ancestral power in the sword bone is still too thin after all, and cannot compete with the great freedom and immeasurable power.
"If you were outside the world of gods, you might be able to jump around a few times. Here, all the rules belong to me. I am the only god. I can suppress you with just one thought."
Dingzu strode forward, walked to the side of Mo Dharma God King, and stopped slightly.
The Mo Dharma God King felt the strong and domineering divine power of the other party, and quickly saluted with a smile, saying: "Congratulations to Dingzu for taking charge of Tianluo Divine Kingdom. The position of patriarch is now close at hand."
"Whether you surrender sincerely or surrender in vain, give up half of your soul first."
As soon as Dingzu pointed at the center of Mo Dharma God King's eyebrows, wisps of soul light flew out from the center of his eyebrows.
The God King of Mo Dharma restrained the anger in his heart, tightened his fingers, and remained smiling and respectful.
There is no way. If a low-level god is taken into the divine world by a high-level god, he will be completely suppressed. If you want to escape, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
"Wow!"
The sword bone clone held the sword with both hands and slashed out a straight "one" sword light, breaking the suppression of the rules.
"snort?"
Dingzu showed an unexpected look, stamped his right foot, and the ground rolled up, pressing against the sword-bone clone that quickly escaped.
Every grain of sand is a divine pattern of great freedom and regularity.
Every stone is as heavy as a planet.
In this world, a single thought can suppress all enemies.
The sword-bone clone stopped, and boundless fighting spirit erupted from his body. He raised the sword with both hands and slashed the sky. Under his feet, a sea appeared. The sea was formed by the rules of kendo, including a small amount of the rules of the ancestral kendo.
"boom!"
With one sword slashed out, it was like billions of swords flying out at the same time, colliding with the earth pressing down from the sky.
The backbone of the sword bone is straight, like an unbreakable sky pillar.
On his body, in the silver-white divine robe, the voice of Prince Xuehai sounded: "Lord Ruochen, let's stop Dingzu. You have to escape no matter what, and you will collude with Dingzu, the Organization, the Thunder Clan, and the Ancient Demon God."
Please announce the matter to the world and ask Grandma Tian to come back and reorganize the order of the Rakshasa clan."
"If the Rakshasa organization and the ancient demon gods control the Rakshasa clan behind the scenes, those demon gods will definitely feed on the entire Rakshasa clan and restore their own cultivation."
"If the Thunder Clan controls the Rakshasa Clan, wouldn't all the Rakshasas in the world be slaves? I won't accept it, and I absolutely cannot bear it."
…
The voices of Rakshasa gods came out one after another!
All gods fear death.
However, there is always something more important than death. Anyone who dares to touch it will definitely fight to the death.
After Dingzu collected half of the soul of the Mofa God King, he walked towards the sword bone clone. Large tracts of earth and rocks continued to fall from the sky, all of which were cut by the divine sword.
"I have underestimated this sword bone. The ancestor's skeleton is indeed not simple. But that's the end of it!"
Dingzu raised his palms and activated his spirit.
The Jian Gu clone opened his mouth and said, "What you underestimate is not just the Jian Gu?"
"Whoosh!"
Prince Xuehai flew out from the sleeve of the sword bone, rushed towards Dingzu, and directly aroused the divine energy to the divine source.
He must self-explode his divine source to stop Dingzu's progress.
“Don’t overestimate your capabilities!”
Dingzu snorted softly, and with a thought, countless rules pressed down on Prince Xuehai. Prince Xuehai fell directly to the ground, with blood all over his body.
Not to mention self-destructing the divine source, even the divine soul was crushed to pieces.
"Luo Ding, if you seek skin from a tiger, you will harm the Rakshasa clan sooner or later."
"Haha, can you suppress one person? Can you suppress everyone?"
"The gods of the Rakshasa tribe are not like the Mo Dharma God King. Our bones are very hard, but we have to come into contact with you, the infinite freedom."
…
One after another, the gods of the Rakshasa tribe flew out of the sleeves like moths to the flame.
In order to prevent being suppressed by Dingzu, the moment he rushed out of the cuffs, he directly activated his divine energy and rushed straight to the divine source.
"court death!"
Even though Ding Zu was extremely skilled in the world, there were still some who had too much time to take care of, and they sent out one force after another to attack these gods.
With every blow, a god was turned into blood mist.
There are also gods who are frozen by the cold air and burned into soul mist by the divine flames.
"boom!"
Finally, a great god rushed in front of Dingzu, and his body exploded like red-hot divine iron, forming a terrifying and destructive force.
Dingzu's body glowed with divine light, and he took a few steps back before his whole body turned red.
The Mo Dharma God King was deeply shocked, but he did not pity them, he just felt that they were too stupid. As a Rakshasa god, if he took refuge with Ding Zu, he might still have a way to survive, but he chose to use the mantis as a chariot.
What's the point of doing this?
For the Rakshasa clan?
If your own life is gone, what else do you need from the Rakshasa clan?
The destructive power caused by the divine explosion destroyed the rules of this area.
"Go... to the Da Luo Shrine, that may be our chance of survival." Luo Yi's voice became more choked. She always loved to laugh, but now her eyes were red and misty.
She knew clearly that these Rakshasa gods chose to sacrifice one after another not only because of racial justice. But also because they knew that once they fell into the hands of Ding Zu, they would definitely be silenced and become Gu Xin's blood food.
Instead of dying like that, it is better to choose a heroic method.
However, being able to make up his mind to sacrifice himself to fulfill them is still worthy of admiration. Luo Yi felt grateful in his heart, but also had endless hatred for Dingzu.
Because from the beginning, these Rakshasa gods were sacrificed by Dingzu and became the blood food for Gu Xin to restore his cultivation, and they were blamed on Zhang Ruochen.
Such people, regardless of whether they are members of the organization or not, should be cut to pieces.
"boom!"
The sword bone clone split open Dingzu's divine world with a sword, tearing open a ten-foot-long crack.
The sword-bone clone knew very well that he only had one chance, and the time was extremely short, so he had to rush out of the divine world as quickly as possible. This opportunity was obtained by the sacrifice of dozens of Rakshasa gods.
"Whoosh!"
The Mo Dharma God King swayed and appeared at the crack in the divine world. He stood in front of the sword bone clone and said with a smile: "Want to escape? If you escape, won't my secret be hidden?"
He shot out both hands at the same time, creating a gray cloud of death gas.
The gray cloud rushed out with thousands of troops, all of them dead.
"Get away!"
The sword bone clone struck out the second sword with anger.
The gray cloud was divided and all the dead souls exploded.
The edge of the divine sword reaches directly in front of the God King of Mo Dharma.
The Mo Dharma God King used various defensive methods but could not stop him. Half of his head was cut off, and his body flew out diagonally and hit the ground heavily.
However, due to the restraint of the Mo Dharma God King, the crack in the divine world that was split was closed again.
Just when the sword bone clone raised the sword and was about to slash out again, the raised sword could no longer slash!
"Crash!"
Chains of rules wrap around the divine sword.
At the same time, the chain of rules spread downwards and entangled the sword bone clone. Divine flames surged out from the chain, burning Zhang Ruochen's soul thoughts in the sword bone.
There was blood mist floating in the air.
Too many gods died, and the blood mist could not be dispersed, condensing into red rain.
Rain is pouring.
Dingzu carried the remains of Prince Xuehai and walked out of the blood rain, saying: "No one can escape death, and death is me!"
Luo Yi, Luo Shengtian, Shang Yue and others all fell into despair, knowing that it was almost impossible to escape from the world of a free and infinite god.
Now it's their turn!
Rather than fall into the hands of Dingzu, suffer humiliation, and become blood food, it is better to fight against him.
Even if a moth flies into the flame, there will at least be a moment of brilliance.
At this time.
"Luo Ding!"
Above the sky, a deep divine voice sounded.
Dingzu frowned and looked up.
The sky in the divine world became lower and lower, sinking downwards, and finally was forcibly penetrated by an overbearing divine power.
"Boom!"
The Great Luo Divine Seal is like an eternal divine sun, pressing down.
The divine armor grows automatically and covers Dingzu's entire body.
Dingzu formed a seal with his five fingers, and used the divine power of the heavens, the "Seal of Gods and Demons", and pressed his palm against the sky to support the pressed down Great Luo Seal, causing his legs to sink a lot.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, there was a flash of light, and Zhang Ruochen's real body appeared in front of him.
In Dingzu's pupils, Zhang Ruochen's body is getting bigger and bigger, and the older he gets, the clearer it becomes. Even the infinite body-protecting divine light cannot block the ancestor's boots and the ancestor's walking clothes.
The earth tripod was smashed out of Zhang Ruochen's hand, and its original divine light was extremely bright.
With the blessing of the Ancestral Boots, Zhang Ruochen's speed was better than that of many great beings, but Ding Ancestor's reaction was not slow either. He held the Great Luo Seal of the Sky with one hand, and used the other hand to use the Prince of Xuehai as a shield to resist the attack.
The earth tripod.
"Boom!"
Prince Xuehai exploded instantly.
Ding Zu pressed his palm on the earth tripod to block Zhang Ruochen's blow. However, he took four steps back, and a large piece of the divine world was crushed to pieces by himself!
"Bang!"
Zhang Ruochen's figure was like an electric current, he moved forward and rushed out from under the earth cauldron. Fudo Mingwang Fist exploded and punched Dingzu's chest. A unicorn light and shadow appeared on the fist, and the roar was shocking.
This punch, containing the power gathered from the Rakshasa Divine City, directly knocked Dingzu flying out, and was then suppressed by the Great Luo Divine Seal falling from the sky.
"Boom!"
Dingzu's divine world was largely shattered, with thousands of miles of ground cracking all over it.