God Emperor

"Everyone knows that the Thirty-three Heavens was created by the Great Acalanatha ten years ago. It is mysterious and unpredictable, and it ranks second on the Taiyi Divine Power List, the strongest in the world."

"The young cultivator must be very curious, why is it ranked second, but the strongest in the world?"

The old man in Confucian robes asked and answered himself, stroking his beard and smiling: "It's because the first place in the Taiyi Divine Power List has been vacant since the day it was compiled. People in later generations can only compete for the second place."

"One is for the Heavenly Dao itself, the number of the beginning, and the number of perfection."

"No matter how strong the human power is, the created skills are always within the Heavenly Dao. Who dares to claim the first place?"

...

The skills are always dead, and they are a means to explore the Heavenly Dao and pursue immortality.

Rather than saying that the Taiyi Divine Power List is a ranking of skills, it is better to say that it is a ranking of people.

And the ranking of people is affected by the times.

The closer to the present, the more advantageous.

Because the Taiyi Divine Power List is ranked by the present of each era.

The old man in Confucian robes started with the "Thirty-three Heavens" technique, telling the grievances between Chi Yao and Zhang Ruochen over the years. Although there were some details that were different from the truth and some of the author's speculations, they were generally correct.

"Xingtianya is really amazing. He actually investigated me in such detail. The power behind him must be extraordinary. No wonder he can be as famous as Hongchen Jueshi Tower, Chixia Feixian Valley, and Shenshan Jingyun Pavilion."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes fell on Chi Kunlun, and his heart was full of mixed feelings and bitterness.

Until then, he finally understood why Emperor Ming only dared to meet him as Qi Tian in the ancient realm of Destiny Mountain. Emperor Ming watched him silently in the dark many times.

It's not that he didn't want to meet.

It's just that he didn't dare and couldn't.

Until the eve of rescuing Taishang, Emperor Ming knew that he was likely to go without return, so he finally showed up, recognized Zhang Ruochen, and then went to die generously.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen also wanted to recognize Chi Kunlun and tell him that his father was still alive.

Ask him if these years were difficult.

Say sorry that your father failed to teach you, failed to protect you, and failed to accompany you.

But he couldn't!

Because Zhang Ruochen didn't know how long he could hold on, maybe he would die tonight. He didn't want to die in front of his relatives, and he didn't want those who cared about him to know that he was dead!

This bad news was not something that everyone could bear.

This bad news would kill Mu Lingxi, who had placed her heart on him.

It would make Chi Yao feel guilty for the rest of her life, and she would never be able to reach the level of the Great Venerable Acala, and all her sacrifices would be in vain!

It would make the Blood Queen lose her only son, and no one knew how impulsive she would be.

And the Ming Emperor, who was imprisoned in the Temple of Destiny, would also lose the only value of living, and the Temple of Destiny would probably not keep him alive.

...

Zhang Ruochen thought of the Great Venerable Acala.

The Great Venerable Acalanatha fell ten eons ago, and the Tomb of the Heavenly Venerable was built deep in the ancestral land of Wangshan. The divine source was later refined by the Venerable Jie.

But before he died, he chose to disappear.

It was precisely because he disappeared that Tianlao searched for him for countless tens of thousands of years. As long as she couldn't find his body, there was still hope. Perhaps this was her motivation to survive.

Until Tianlao found a new meaning of survival in the ancient abandoned city.

Life is difficult, and there is no one who lives only for himself.

Sometimes, it is not easy to die only for yourself when the burden is too heavy.

Zhang Ruochen felt the trace of life fire in his body, and felt that it was like a candle in the storm, a wooden boat in the huge waves, which could be extinguished and overturned at any time.

He tried all the ways to prolong his life, but it was useless.

A strong sense of weakness came, and the life fire became weaker. He had difficulty breathing, his eyes were dark, and he fell in the moon boat.

The noise around him was fading away until it could no longer be heard.

His head was heavy as iron, his body was getting cold, and his senses were numb. His blood seemed to have turned into ice water, solidified, and no longer flowed. He only felt that he was falling into the abyss.

At this moment, the old yellow ox, which he had held in his hand, cried out in grief.

Blood continued to flow out of the ox's hair.

Without Zhang Ruochen's control, the huge power in the old yellow ox began to run wild, trying to tear it apart.

Hearing the old yellow ox's cry, Zhang Ruochen, who was originally trapped in darkness and falling into the abyss and almost losing consciousness, suddenly opened his eyes and struggled hard to fight against the invisible power of death.

"I can't die. If I die, the old yellow ox will die too."

Zhang Ruochen sat up again from the moon ship. His face was as pale as paper, still a little stiff. Then, he gasped and his heart beat like thunder.

He spread his palm and saw that the old yellow ox in his palm was still alive, and then he smiled.

"Why? It should have died, but it came back to life. Can a person still fight against death?" Zhang Ruochen said to himself.

Death is irresistible.

Throughout the ages, many powerful and extraordinary people, such as the Heavenly Lord, the Buddha, and the First Ancestor, have been buried underground. Even they could not resist death, so how could Zhang Ruochen, who was just a grain of sand in the world, fight against death?

"What is the meaning of life? Is it to save other lives?"

Zhang Ruochen pondered.

An old ox could not bring him back to life.

Only his own will could defeat death.

And the reason why he wants to live is just because he knows that if he dies, the old scalper will die immediately. Does the old scalper have such a huge significance in his life?

Obviously not.

His feelings for the old scalper were not yet so powerful.

While Zhang Ruochen was thinking about the true meaning of life and death, there was noise from the shore.

A disdainful joking voice sounded: "Who are the two most amazing people? Zhang Ruochen was devoured by Queen Chi Yao and most likely died without a burial place. This kind of trash is worthy of being called the most amazing person of this era? I, the Son of God, I think he is a disgrace to this era.”

The group of monster saints that Zhang Ruochen had met at the city gate broke into the crowd and walked towards the high platform.

The one who spoke just now was the Son of Blood.

On the high platform, the old man in Confucian robes stopped, frightened by the power of these demon clan saints, and did not dare to continue speaking.

The girl in green, holding a pipa, bravely said, "Who said that Zhang Ruochen was devoured by Queen Chi Yao?"

The God Son of Blood stood on the high platform and laughed loudly, with a voice like thunder: "If his cultivation hadn't been swallowed up, could Zhang Ruochen have taken the initiative to send it to Queen Chi Yao? Everyone, would you do such a thing? Haha! "

Below the high platform, roaring laughter sounded.

The old man in Confucian robes pulled the girl in blue, but the girl in green was still very stubborn. She stepped forward and stood opposite the tall and mighty demon body of the Son of Blood. He said: "Zhang Ruochen was crushed by Qingzu to destroy the source of the spirit and the sea of ​​qi. The path to martial arts is complete." Broken, under such circumstances, it is entirely possible to pass on the skills to Queen Chi Yao. Just because you are selfish and selfish does not mean that Zhang Ruochen will be able to attract beings like Qingzu to take action when he first enters the divine realm. Can the world find another one?"

The God Son of Blood did not expect that this little girl would be so bold and dare to confront him. She showed her sharp teeth and sneered: "Are you reprimanding this Son of God?"

The girl in green clothes was a little scared and stepped back in half, but still said: "This is the Goddess Tower of the World!"

Seeing her timid look, the Son of God Xue Jiao was a little satisfied. He looked around and said, "If it is really Zhang Ruochen who taught the skills to Queen Chi Yao, where did Zhang Ruochen go? He wants to see people when he is alive, and he wants to see his body when he dies. "

Luanying Divine Son, who was traveling with the Bloody Divine Son, said: "From the perspective of this Divine Son, Queen Chi Yao may have been destroyed. She is so ruthless and unscrupulous. Even if her cultivation is strong, she cannot be called amazing. How can she have the qualifications to occupy the "Ten Thousand Thousands" The first article of "Annual Review"?

"You can't say that. I still admire Queen Chi Yao for her husband-killing testimony. She is indeed the goddess I often meet in my dreams. In my dreams, the queen is very cute." The Son of God Xueyuan said in a mocking tone , smiled like this.

The girl in green clothes was frightened and frightened, and said: "You...you are so brave. You dare to talk about the gods in such a way. Aren't you afraid of incurring divine punishment?"

The Son of the Bloody God was arrogant and shrugged: "What's there to be afraid of? What we said is all the truth, and we didn't insult the Queen. The gods' minds are not so narrow, right? They can't even tolerate the truth?"

Luanying Shenzi smiled and said: "It's hard to say whether Queen Chi Yao is narrow-minded. However, I have seen her statue, and her breasts are..."

"Zheng!"

The piercing sound of the sword sounded, drowning out the voice of Luanying Shenzi.

"court death."

Chi Kunlun's anger turned into a substantial flame, and his whole body burned. He held the ancient Shen Yuan sword in both hands and swung the sword to strike at the Luanying God Son.

The Luanying Son of God and the Bloody Son of God looked at each other, both showing smiles of success.

They had long known that Chi Kunlun was down there, and the reason why they said those words just now was to anger Chi Kunlun.

Behind the Luanying God Son and the Xueyu God Son, there are gods backing them, and their plans are very big. Cleaning up Chi Kunlun is just the first step. The bigger purpose is to lure out Queen Chi Yao.

Unfortunately, the two of them underestimated Chi Kunlun's combat power.

"Pfft!"

Luanying Shenzi, who had reached the supreme level of cultivation, was broken open by Chi Kunlun's sword. His holy armor cracked, blood flew out, and one arm flew out.

"If you dare to insult my parents, I will destroy you both physically and mentally today."

Chi Kunlun's hair stood on end, an overwhelming amount of dark power surged out of his pupils, and he slashed out the second sword with both hands.

"puff!"

This sword cut off the Luanying God Son in half.

The dark power invaded Luanying Shenzi's body, corroding his body and holy soul.

The intense pain destroyed Luanying Shenzi's will, and a heartbreaking scream came from his mouth. The flesh and blood on the waist and abdomen turned into black pus and blood.

"Do not kill me……"

Before the Son of Blood could rescue him, Chi Kunlun had already stepped on the head of the Son of Luanying with a bang and exploded, turning into blood mist.

"Bold! Chi Kunlun, if you dare to kill the supreme sage of our demon god world, even the Supreme Being can't protect you." A demon clan sage shouted coldly.

Chi Kunlun turned around and slashed out with his sword. The energy of the sword was like a crescent moon, forcing all the demon clan saints around him to retreat.

"Xue Jian!"

Chi Kunlun was so murderous that even the densely packed Taoist locks in the World Goddess Tower could not suppress him. He raised his sword and rushed towards the retreating Son of Blood.

"No matter who is instructing you, you will die today. Kill!"