God Emperor

Every time a king's holy weapon explodes, Xiao Hei's body trembles, and he wants to use his beak to peck Moyunduan... to death.

However, there is nothing that can be done. The power of the pseudo-god is too powerful, and the power of the "God Locking Picture" is unparalleled. The one-yuan and two-yuan king's sacred weapon cannot hold it at all.

Just when it was about to take away the three supreme holy artifacts and run away, strange fluctuations occurred in the void space.

The source of the fluctuation comes from Bai Qinger.

Under Bai Qing'er's bloody clothes, her skin exudes a dazzling pure white source of light, which is sacred to the extreme, like the first ray of light at the beginning of heaven and earth, creating all things and sentient beings.

At this moment, she seemed to have gathered the most wonderful and beautiful things in the world into one body, which made all the monks present stunned for a moment.

"What a pure source of light. Could it be that her source of light...is in a state of trance?" Granny Haitang said.

Blood Spirit Immortal shook his head and said: "She is the origin of the divine level, but she has not yet reached that level. She used a forbidden technique to forcibly reach that level. The price she paid should not be small."

The light of origin can both create and destroy all things.

Under the illumination of the original light, the void space seemed to become non-empty and filled with matter. Moreover, there are more and more materials, loess, bluestones gather, and mountains and deep valleys are formed.

"Is she going to carve out a world from nothingness and become the creator god herself?"

Zhang Ruochen found himself on the ground.

The surrounding void power was dispersed by its origin.

Mo Yunduan noticed something was wrong with Bai Qing'er, and accelerated his attack on the Sanyuan Twenty-Eight Su Formation.

"Martyred with one's body..."

Bai Qing'er read four words from her red lips.

The light of the source was even more dazzling. Zhang Ruochen could not open his eyes, and was led by Granny Haitang and Blood Spirit Fairy to retreat into the distance.

The last thing I saw was that all the matter created by the original light was destroyed, like the end of the world. Bai Qing'er turned into a white light and flew towards the end of the cloud.

"Boom!"

…

When Zhang Ruochen regained his vision, he had already appeared in the real world.

The world suddenly became calm. There was no terrifying source of light or fluctuations in divine power. There was only the white Ice King the size of a bowl, suspended more than a billion miles away.

After spending a long time, Zhang Ruochen came back to his senses, looked around and said, "Where is Xiao Hei?"

"I was scared to death. Fortunately, I escaped quickly. I saved it. I saved the three supreme sacred weapons!"

The feathers on Xiao Hei's body turned into fly ash, and his whole body was burnt black.

The three supreme holy weapons flew in its three directions, spinning non-stop and bursting with brilliance.

Zhang Ruochen glared at him angrily and said, "You don't want your life?"

"These are the Supreme Sacred Artifacts. There are three of them. If it weren't for my quick eyesight and quick hands, and suffered such a powerful impact, they would have been lost in the void space." Xiao Hei argued.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Isn't it good to be alive?"

"Don't worry, I am a phoenix." Xiao Hei waved his blackened wings and said carelessly.

Blood Spirit Immortal asked Granny Haitang, "Does Granny know the forbidden art of martyrdom?"

Granny Haitang is even older than the Blood Spirit Immortal.

Grandma Haitang only had seven-colored bones and a head of white hair. Her voice was very dry and hoarse, and she said: "This is a forbidden technique that can only be performed by the origin controller. It is said that if it is performed by monks in the divine realm, it will cost ten thousand years of life." . The magic of the gods consumes one hundred thousand years of life."

"This witch is so ruthless. In order not to reveal her identity and implicate the Goddess Twelve Branches, she is willing to pay such a high price." Xiao Hei grinned.

Zhang Ruochen pondered deeply and said, "She used this move not only to kill gods."

"What else could it be for?" Xiao Hei asked curiously.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Since it is a forbidden technique, it must be to push the original way to the extreme and reach the state of trance. With this experience, with her talent, she may be able to understand the opportunity of the original trance."

"So what if the origin is trance?" Xiao Hei continued to ask.

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to pay attention to it anymore and said, "How about Wuma Jiuxing's sword art?"

Xiao Hei took a breath of cold air, his eyes became solemn, and said: "The original way is one of the nine eternal ways. Once you fall into the trance..."

Blood Spirit Immortal broke through the space with one sword and re-entered the void space.

Zhang Ruochen and Granny Haitang followed.

"Why are you so anxious to go back? What if Mo Yun Duan is not dead? How about we discuss how to deal with the White Demon Girl first?"

No one paid attention to it. Xiao Hei suddenly thought of something and secretly shouted: "Oh no, they must be going to grab the "God Locking Picture", the Bronze Chime Bell, the Divine Source... How did the emperor react?"

Xiao Hei rushed into the void space, where there was still a faint trace of original power and divine power fluctuations.

The power of nothingness is too powerful. In just such a short period of time, everything seems to be eroded and assimilated, making it difficult to preserve it here.

Zhang Ruochen picked up a palm-sized corpse, which belonged to Moyundian. However, the divine blood inside had lost its divinity, and the soul, mental power, and spiritual thoughts were all wiped out by their origin.

Blood Spirit Fairy and Granny Haitang also found some body parts.

The Blood Spirit Immortal threw the body pieces out and sighed: "She succeeded, the god fell, and another extraordinary woman emerged."

"What about the divine source? The divine source won't be broken, right?"

Xiao Hei asked with concern, and then asked: "Where is the "Picture of Locking the Gods"?"

Granny Haitang said: "In the situation just now, Moyunduan had no time to self-destruct the divine source, and he couldn't make such a big determination in a short period of time. The woman from Goddess Twelve Square should still be alive, and took away the divine source and " Locking God Picture".

"What? Why don't we chase her now? She just cast the forbidden technique, and she must be very weak now." Xiao Hei suggested this with some reluctance.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "She left from the void space and left no traces. How can we chase her?"

"This witch was too thoughtful and deliberately used us to severely injure Moyunduan. Moreover, she waited until our side was seriously injured before she used the forbidden technique, took away all the benefits, and managed to escape. Zhang Ruochen, in the future, you and I When facing her, you must go all out, and don't pity her and be fooled by her beauty," Xiao Hei said seriously.

Xiao Hei wanted to collect the remains of the divine corpse, but was stopped by Zhang Ruochen.

When a god died and the "God Locking Picture" was lost, it didn't take much guessing to imagine that the Temple of Death would be furious and investigate the matter thoroughly.

If you carry fragments of the sacred stone, it is very likely that it will be imputed to you.

At that point, the gains outweigh the losses.

Returning to the real world, Zhang Ruochen took out the quasi-emperor's holy elixir "The Great Return of Life and Death" awarded by the Immortal Temple and handed it to Granny Haitang.

Granny Haitang took the holy elixir, took a look at it, gave it back to Zhang Ruochen, and said decisively: "Kunlun realm monks will not eat healing elixirs from the hell realm."

She was not targeting Zhang Ruochen, but she had personally experienced the dark years at the end of the Middle Ages and had a deep hatred for the hell world.

Zhang Ruochen couldn't understand this mentality, but he respected her wishes.

Granny Haitang's colorful bones were covered with bleeding threads, muscles and skin grew, and her physical body soon recovered. The injury has not improved, but it seems to be fine on the surface.

"give it to me!"

Blood Spirit Fairy didn't regard herself as an outsider at all, and spread her hands.

Zhang Ruochen really wants to say, the relationship between you and me is not that close, but after all, others are first-class existences under the divine realm, and their hands are spread out. If you don't give it, you will save more face.

Zhang Ruochen handed his only pill, the one he was reluctant to eat, a quasi-emperor grade holy pill level, into the hands of the Blood Spirit Fairy, with a smile on his face.

After the Blood Spirit Fairy took it, he drank it directly.

After taking it, it had an immediate effect. His injuries recovered quickly, his energy and blood continued to rise, and his mental state became better and better.

Zhang Ruochen was about to take out the Tianshu Needle and hand it to Grandma Haitang. Suddenly, his expression suddenly changed and he saw a figure walking silently dozens of feet away.

Like a mortal, walking in the air.

That's why it seems weird.

How is it possible for a mortal to walk in the air?

What's even weirder is that Zhang Ruochen can't see his face clearly, as if he is walking in another time and space, and can only see two dragon horns on his head.

Blood Spirit Immortal and Granny Haitang bowed at the same time and said in unison: "Lord Dragon!"

"boom!"

Zhang Ruochen's mind roared and his whole body was shaken.

Dragon Lord...

According to legend, there was a peerless figure in the Kunlun world in the Middle Ages, one who could be compared with the Holy Monk Xumi. Even after a hundred thousand years, his reputation was still intact, enough to make the gods change their expressions.

Is it really the Dragon Lord?

A mythical figure appeared in front of me.

Xiao Hei swung his feet, trying to escape, but his feet seemed to be stuck there, so he couldn't move out.

There is no divine power that overwhelms all living beings, no pace that shakes the space, only a figure that cannot be seen clearly, majestic yet ordinary, mysterious yet simple.

Zhang Ruochen understood many things, his heart was still beating violently, but his expression remained as usual. After bowing and bowing, he asked: "Since Lord Dragon is nearby, why don't you take action to kill that false god?"

Everyone could hear the questioning in his tone.

"good."

The Dragon Lord looked at Zhang Ruochen with appreciative eyes and said, "Xiu Chen is here!"

Zhang Ruochen was startled and said: "Xiuchen God?"

"I used a divine thought to scare him away. He probably thought it was the Ice King warning him and ran away very quickly. Unfortunately, I couldn't take action before rescuing the island owner, otherwise he would have died!"

The Dragon Lord added: "His target is you, to be precise, the Golden Buried White Tiger. To kill you, he doesn't need to do it himself."

All the gods in the hell world know that in order to kill Zhang Ruochen, they must first get rid of the Golden Burial White Tiger. It would be best if the Golden White Tiger who was forced to bury had exerted a power that exceeded the rules of heaven and earth and died in the punishment of heaven. In this way, no trace would be left.

Zhang Ruochen certainly knows how deep the hatred between himself and Xiu Chen is. The influence of the Blood God, Fulu God, and Emperor Luo Yan can make other gods put down their hatred and no longer target Zhang Ruochen.

Xiuchen God and Ghost Lord were not among them.

The hatred is too deep!