The news spread rapidly in the hell world, from the God King and Lord in the Infinite Realm, to the Great God and the Ordinary True God, and then to the monks in the Holy Realm.
The earthly world of heaven and universe also hears and knows the news.
In the hell world, there are many fanatical believers in destiny, all of whom bow to the stars and want to see the heroic figure of their ancestors.
The active flow of the rules of destiny caused the auspicious light of destiny to appear all over the Huangquan Galaxy. Some rivers turned into twelve colors, holy springs flowed from inside some planets, and towering sacred trees grew in the starry sky.
As a low-level monk, I have no idea what happened, let alone the dangers involved.
"Bang! Bang..."
Kuilianghuang's disciple has the source of the ancestral god, but it is suppressed by Gong Nanfeng's twelve-color destiny god's eyes, making it difficult to mobilize the ancestral god energy in it. His physical body has been blasted seven times until it is wiped out.
In front of the Ming Ancestor, using the Ming Ancestor Divine Source is obviously a wrong decision.
Until this moment, Kuilianghuang no longer has a flesh and blood body, only his mental power and thoughts are left, just like the island master of the God of Death who was imprisoned in the Temple of Destiny.
Emperor Kuiliang was frightened, even more than when he encountered Haotian at Haishixingwu.
Ming Zu made it clear that he wanted to drag him to be buried with him at the last moment, and desperately wanted to take his life.
At any other time, no matter how strong Ming Zu is, it would not be easy to kill him completely. His mental thoughts are as numerous as the sands of the Ganges and cannot be wiped out in a short time.
But, today is different.
Ming Anzu can completely drag him into the calamity cloud and take him away through the Yuanhui calamity.
Kuilianghuang felt heavy and looked deep into the starry sky, as if he was expecting something, perhaps expecting someone to show up to rescue him.
But, no.
"They are all selfish people who don't understand the principle of both prosperity and loss. If I die today, Tian Lao and Haotian will be able to spare more energy to deal with you. Lei Pun and Beixi are
Your fate."
The spiritual power of Emperor Kuiliang spread to the sea of stars in all directions.
Then, he actively saved himself and repeated his old tricks. His body exploded and turned into twelve long rivers of mental power and thoughts, flying to everywhere in the world.
Naturally, these include Lihentian and the World of Nothingness.
However, Ming Zu's perception of the power of fate is obviously far better than Haotian's at the time, and since this Tian is the Tianshu Needle, Kui Lianghuang's move cannot work at all.
"You are asking for death."
In just an instant, Mingzu accurately locked onto the river of spiritual power and thought that contained Kui Lianghuang's divine heart, ignored the other eleven rivers of spiritual power and thought that escaped, and went straight to catch up.
Once you lose your spiritual heart, no matter how many mental thoughts you leave behind, you will not be able to survive the next dimensional tribulation.
As for Kui Lianghuang, who had taken away a lot of his mental power and thoughts, his natural strength was greatly reduced. How could he still compete with Gong Nanfeng?
Zhang Ruochen chased after the two of them, and when she glanced at the eleven long rivers of mental power that had escaped, she found that Fengtian had already taken action and suppressed one of them. Then, she chased the second long river of mental power.
A ninety-second-level mental power monk is comparable to an existence at the peak of immortality. He has a long river of mental power thoughts. It can be said that each one contains infinite value.
Zhang Ruochen ignored Kui Lianghuang's mental thoughts of escaping and continued to look ahead. He found that Kui Lianghuang's body, which contained the divine heart, had fled to the edge of the Santu River Basin and entered the Wangming White Bone Ridge.
"What an unscrupulous old fox, is he planning to drag Emperor Huangquan into trouble?" Zhang Ruochen secretly thought.
Emperor Kuiliang knew very well that he had a way to survive.
The fourth tribulation of Yuanhui has fallen, and the next tribulation thunder will only be stronger.
Mingzu wants to resist the calamity thunder and kill him at the same time. How can it be so easy?
Now, we can only involve more people and delay as much time as possible.
Kuilianghuang and Gong Nanfeng broke into Wangming Baigu Ridge one after another. The gray fog in the mountains was washed away, the roar of battle sounded, and then the mountain collapsed.
The bones that had been deposited for hundreds of millions of years were lifted up into the sky and drifted in the void.
"Wow."
Emperor Huangquan's roar was heard, and then, the coffins of life and death flew out of the endless white bones and rushed into the dark and boundless world of nothingness.
Obviously, he didn't dare to offend Mingzu, let alone support Emperor Kuiliang.
"Bang!"
Gong Nanfeng cut off the order lines in the space with one palm, and landed on the coffin of life and death, deforming the coffin body and erasing countless ghostly auras.
He did not continue to pursue the seriously injured Emperor Huangquan, but broke through Wangming Baigu Ridge, and blocked the path of Emperor Kuiliang with overwhelming momentum.
In panic, Emperor Kuiliang activated the life-extinguishing lamp.
"Bang!"
The life and death lantern was punched by Gong Nanfeng so that its light went out and fell into the Santu River.
Then, he used the power of reality and reality in the Twelve Phases of Destiny, reached out a hundred thousand miles away, and pinched Emperor Kuiliang in his hand from afar, saying: "Come with me!"
No matter how powerful your cultivation is, you cannot remain calm in the face of life and death.
Kui Lianghuang's eyes were frightened, and he tried his best to resist, but his body was still quickly pulled by Gong Nanfeng.
"No, I will never accept it!"
…
"Wow!"
The fifth calamity thunder, bright and hot, fell from the clouds and hit Gong Nanfeng.
Gong Nanfeng was overwhelmed by the calamity thunder, and the Tianshu Needle of his body made a slight cracking sound.
The destructive power was so strong that the lightning flooded the entire Wangming White Bone Ridge, almost razing this mountain that had existed for hundreds of millions of years to the ground.
The world of hell has since lost an important forbidden land.
It is conceivable how far this tribulation thunder can go.
The invisible hand that Ben Ben held onto Emperor Kuiliang was split open, causing him to escape and fly far away.
"Haha! Heaven will not destroy me, Heaven will not destroy me, Mingzu, how can you fight with the sky? You think you have control over your destiny, but in fact, you have been toyed with by fate."
Emperor Kuiliang laughed wildly in the void. At that time, it was a kind of rejoicing after a disaster, and it was also a ruthless mockery of Ming Zu.
He felt that he must respect the land more and believe in destiny more in the future.
The reason why Wangming Baigu Ridge is called this is because, standing on the top of the mountain, you can overlook the underworld and purgatory in the starry sky in the distance.
Netherworld Purgatory is like eighteen overlapping large worlds, shrouded in Netherworld energy, like a giant tower in the starry sky. The further you go down, the wider the world becomes, and the Netherworld energy becomes thicker.
The last two or three layers of the world are almost integrated with the space and become blurry. No matter how strong your cultivation is, you cannot use your divine eyes to see through them.
The Santu River is divided into eighteen parts here.
Eighteen tributaries surged into the eighteenth level of the netherworld and disappeared into the mist.
This is the place where the monks of the three middle tribes transformed into the underworld. It is the most important holy land of the underworld tribe and the divine nest that gave birth to the underworld monks. Of course, this refers to the ninth level of the netherworld above.
The nine-level netherworld below is full of all kinds of unknowns and dangers.
Suddenly, Kui Liang Huang found a pair of eyes staring at him, and turned around to look. When the thunder and lightning dissipated, Gong Nanfeng's figure reappeared.
He did not die in the thunderstorm.
"How is it possible, this can't kill you?"
Emperor Kuiliang didn't dare to laugh anymore, and he took control of the formation inscriptions all over the sky and fled to the Netherworld Purgatory.
Gong Nanfeng climbed the broken ridge and looked at the majestic Eighteen Realms of Netherworld and Purgatory in the starry sky. His eyes were complicated and difficult to understand, and he muttered to himself: "I have been going around for a lifetime, and finally I have returned here. This is really my destiny.
Fooling?"
"Ugh!"
A bright arrow flew out of the space.
At that moment, the space vibrated violently, and energy ripples appeared in circles, spreading out for hundreds of millions of miles.
Zhang Ruochen could feel the heaven-destroying and earth-destroying power contained in this arrow at the foot of the broken ridge of Wangming Baigu Ridge, as if it was the power of God directed towards the human world to destroy this starry sky.
Many stars above our heads swayed and teetered.
Kuilianghuang, who was flying towards Netherworld Purgatory, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Baal had taken action!
The half-ancestor takes action and is invincible in the world.
How can a Doomsday Ancestor withstand the attack of a Half Ancestor?
Emperor Kuiliang stopped above the Netherworld Purgatory, regained his composure, and with his beard flying, shouted: "Help me, Half-Ancestor, kill the soul of the ancestor, and there will be a generous reward in the future!"
However, Kui Lianghuang's energy was quickly frightened away.
I saw that the arrows flying towards the bottom of the calamity cloud were blocked by the selfless lamp. The lights and shadows of the Gate of Destiny flew out from the palm of Mingzu, passed through the selfless lamp, and collided with the arrows.
After a while, the power of the Deadly Sky Arrow was neutralized, and its weapon spirit seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
Gong Nanfeng waved lightly and took it into his hand.
Taking away the artifact of a half-ancestor is enough to shock the world. The Wu-I Lamp will definitely be included in the first chapter of the "Taibai Artifact Chapter" because of this battle.
"Today is my deadline, and I will kill whoever comes. I would like to ask among the gods today, who has the courage to do so?"
The divine voice of Mingzu resounded across the starry sky, and every word was like thunder.
Deep in the starry sky, on a green wooden boat, Empress Shiji released her half-ancestral aura and said: "Emperor Kuiliang must die today. Whoever dares to intervene will have to cut off his soul before stopping."
The sea of stars is silent, and the insects and birds in the world dare not speak.
There are only calamity clouds, thunder and lightning.
Kuiliang Huang, who was suspended above the Netherworld Purgatory, clearly had no body, but felt his vest was cold and his body was bone-chilling.
Gong Nanfeng glanced at Zhang Ruochen who was down the mountain, and his sharp eyes turned into a free and easy smile: "There is no need to continue sending, I am alone in the road ahead! Let's go!"
Zhang Ruochen responded silently, took out a wine gourd and threw it over.
Gong Nanfeng caught it, bit open the lid with his mouth, took a long sip, and threw it back to Zhang Ruochen.
He raised his hand and waved above his head, stepped on the void with his feet, and without looking back, he strode towards the Netherworld Purgatory: "I came from the ancient times, I have walked countless roads in my life, and I have seen all kinds of fireworks and all kinds of customs in the world.
. Ten feet of soft red, floating through the ages, but ultimately just a handful of loess to bury this prosperous dream!"
"I dare not look back. Looking back is full of suffering. Once I meet the mirror, I will know who I am."
"boom!"
When the sixth calamity thunder fell, Gong Nanfeng had already reached the sky above Netherworld Purgatory, grabbed Kuilianghuang by the neck, and lifted him above his head.
The thunder and lightning beam first destroyed Kui Lianghuang's spiritual body and divine heart, and then penetrated Gong Nanfeng's body.
Thunder and lightning fell to the ground, submerging the first level of Netherworld Qi world in Netherworld Purgatory, turning it into a boundless sea of thunder, filled with the energy of destruction.
As the sky shook and the earth shook, Zhang Ruochen carried the gourd, climbed the ridge step by step, and looked into the distance.
The Tianshu needle has been destroyed by the thunder and turned into powder, blooming like fireworks, very gorgeous.
Facing such a terrifying thunderstorm, even the divine weapon cannot stop it.
At this time, Gong Nanfeng reunited his broken soul, but he did not feel the slightest joy in killing Kuilianghuang. He glanced at Zhang Ruochen on the ridge in the distance, gritted his teeth and smiled, then gathered all his power and crashed headlong into the mountain.
The netherworld below.
"boom!"
His body turned into a beam of light and penetrated the first level of the underworld, causing the world to collapse.
"boom!"
Breaking through the second level of the underworld, dust and smoke clouds continued to pour out.
…
"boom!"
After he broke through the ninth level of the underworld, above the sky and among the calamity clouds, the seventh calamity thunder chased him down.
"Boom!"
Amidst the sounds of destruction, Zhang Ruochen picked up the gourd and took a sip, but he couldn't taste it.
How can the wine of separation between life and death have a taste?
Regardless of whether it tasted good or not, Zhang Ruochen drank heavily. Finally, he spilled the remaining wine on the ground and said his final farewell to Gong Nanfeng.
Farewells between men do not require tears or sensational words.
A pot of turbid wine to celebrate your life!
Eighteen levels of netherworld purgatory were penetrated through fifteen levels, and the fifteen great worlds of netherworld became tattered and fragmented, like a piece of broken earth suspended in the nebula.
The calamity clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, which meant that the seventh calamity thunder had been wiped out.
All the spirit and soul of Gong Nanfeng.
There is no more Ming Ancestor in the world.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen knew that Nether Purgatory was dangerous and had never dared to set foot in it. However, at this moment, he landed on a broken piece of land on the first level of the underworld.
He waved his sleeves to disperse the dust and smoke, but could not detect any breath of Gong Nanfeng or Kui Lianghuang.
The world is ruthless, no matter how strong your cultivation is, it will fall to the ground like grass and trees in the mountains and turn into mud.
He died in the Yuanhui Tribulation and not a single bone was left behind.
The sound of "chen" unconsciously appeared in Zhang Ruochen's ears, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. No one would call him that again in the future.
Pull off a piece of his robe, grab a handful of soil from the ground, and wrap it up.
The cold wind whistled, and the sound of children sobbing could be heard.
Zhang Ruochen looked around and saw that the Selfless Lamp was like a child who had lost his mother, flying in the dust of the underworld, looking for Gong Nanfeng, constantly shouting "Master".
It caught up with Zhang Ruochen who was about to leave and said, "Where are you going? The master fell because of you, and you just left like this?"
Zhang Ruochen said: "What passes away will eventually pass away. The more you see it, the more you will feel at ease! Don't worry, I know the unwillingness in his heart and what he wants to do. As a friend, I will help him fulfill his last wish. As
Enemies, I will do it too."
Wu-Se Deng said: "Master said the same thing before, but I don't believe it. He said, if I don't believe it, I will follow you to see if you can do what you say. Zhang Ruochen, I want to supervise you for the master!"
"what ever!"
Zhang Ruochen had more important things to do and had no time to worry about a lamp, so he flew out of the Netherworld Purgatory at high speed.
"Wait a minute, the master still has a few relics left for you, to be precise, you, but you need to take them to those people! How can you be so heartless?"
Wuwo Lantern chased him all the way to the Santu River.
Zhang Ruochen released his mental power and walked through various river sections, but failed to find the life and death lamp.
And in the starry sky in the distance, the broken world of fifteen levels of underworld energy was being pulled by an incredible force, and was quickly reuniting.
"There is indeed a problem."
Even if there is a problem, Zhang Ruochen does not dare to investigate at the moment. He can only suppress the curiosity in his heart and say: "The Emperor Kuiliang has not been completely killed yet. Come on, come with me and kill all his mental power."
Each of Kuilianghuang's spiritual thoughts has terrifying power.
These mental thoughts cannot survive the next Yuanhui catastrophe. However, in this era, the rules of heaven and earth are loose, and Emperor Kuiliang can completely seize his direct descendants and gain a new life.
How much turmoil will this cause to the Rakshasa clan?
In addition, Zhang Ruochen's mental power has reached the ninetieth level. If he wants to improve quickly, how can he not refine a batch of mental power pills? Kui Lianghuang's idea of mental power can be used as the main medicine.
When Wuwo Deng heard this, his murderous intent increased greatly, and he said: "Kui Lianghuang must be wiped out completely. This is the master's last wish. Also, the source of the life ancestor must be recovered and cannot fall into the hands of others again."
…
On the green wooden boat, Empress Shiji opened the gauze curtain with her slender fingers and walked out of the boat.
Pingting is like a fairy, her eyes are like clouds and smoke.
Her beauty brings together the beauties of heaven and earth, and the paintings that have been passed down through the ages are not as good as one-tenth of her own.
Empress Shi Ji looked at the Netherworld Purgatory with wavering eyes, and said: "I broke through the Netherworld with my body, and my ambition was the Ancestor of the Netherworld. It's a pity that even if he gave a death blow, he couldn't break through the eighteen levels of Netherworld Purgatory, and he couldn't break through the heart.
The shackles, the resentment and unwillingness are still floating in the space. Is this the end of the ancestor?"
Empress Shiji was the only one on the boat, and the woman in black robe was nowhere to be seen.