God Emperor

A pair of divine eyes saw the center of the battlefield through the thick dust. The white-haired old man used the stone cauldron to suppress the nine-row, three-thousand-foot-tall giant body of Wu Ma until it collapsed to the ground.

"Boom!"

Like a mountain falling down, the divine blood saturates thousands of miles.

The Sanskrit inscriptions of the Sixth Patriarch on the stone tripod, and the imprint of the Udumbara flower which contains the death power of Yin Xue Tian, ​​are imprinted on the divine body of Wu Ma Jiuxing.

The two tyrannical powers of the heavens, driven by Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power, caused Wu Ma Jiuxing's divine body to burn, and his mouth roared with grief and anger, causing the stone cauldron to tremble.

Zhang Ruochen used his mental power to condense a huge light hand thousands of miles long, like the hand of God, suppressing the stone tripod.

Looking at the scene in front of them and hearing Wu Ma Jiuxing's roar before his death, all the gods present changed their expressions. They couldn't believe that the old man was so cruel and ruthless.

And, audacious.

That was the Nine Elements of Wuma, and Sword Master had high hopes for it, calling it the hope for the future of the Sword God Realm.

Even if the gods of the hell world want to kill Wu Ma Jiu Xing, they have to think twice about whether their background is strong enough and whether they can withstand the anger of the Sword Master.

The gods of the heaven faction had recovered from their shock and roared with deafening divine sounds. Immediately, headed by Shang Hong, they all took action, using magical powers and soldiers to attack the divine formation.

"Today, if Wu Ma Jiuxing dies, Xinghuan Tian will be turned upside down." Yan Shen's eyes were cold and stern, and he released the divine flame, turning into a field of fire under his feet.

Other gods in the heaven realized that something was wrong and took action one after another.

Wu Ma Jiuxing is not a false god, nor is he a god with no potential. His future achievements are limitless.

If he died in Xinghuantian, it would be a huge loss to Heaven.

In fact, before Zhang Ruochen took out the stone tripod, no god thought that their battle would cause the death of the god. The vitality of gods is so strong, how can they fall so easily?

But with the power of the Sixth Patriarch and Yin Xuetian on the stone tripod, it has the conditions to refine and kill the gods.

Wu Ma Jiuxing's life is hanging by a thread at this moment.

"It's unbelievable that Wu Ma Jiuxing, who once dominated the world, would end up like this." Luo Shengtian stood in the distance, looking at the world where the divine light was the brightest.

A god from the hell world said: "I recall that on Ice King, Wu Ma Jiuxing came out of the sky, defeated Zhuo Yunong, beheaded the undead for ten years, and beat the Temple of Destiny into disgrace and lost all face. Now that he has become a god, he will fight He was a hundred times stronger than before, but he was beaten so hard by an old, half-dead man that he couldn't get up."

"Do you really think that old man is an ordinary person? Just look at the stone cauldron he took out, and you can tell that his origins are extraordinary."

All the gods in the hell world were thinking secretly.

The four heads of the Goddess's Twelve Branches were anxious and frightened. They have already sent a message to the city lord, asking him to come forward and stop the divine master Yuyao.

However, the divine formation that enveloped the battlefield never disappeared.

Why is this happening?

Doesn't Yu Yao know that if Wu Ma Jiuxing dies and Dao Zun is angry, the entire Xinghuantian will be washed with blood?

The goddess Twelve Branches could not bear the anger of the Sword Master.

"Mi...well...mi...hum..."

The Sixth Patriarch's Sanskrit culture became the sound of Buddha, which resounded throughout the world.

The Udumbara flower, which contains the power of the Snow Seal, grows to a height of thousands of feet and does not contain any Buddha aggregates, just like the flower of death in the underworld.

The life breath of Wu Ma Jiuxing became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.

"Bang!"

The formation light curtain arranged by Yuyao finally could not withstand the attacks of many gods and broke into pieces.

They rushed into the battlefield, but it was already too late!

All he saw was the cold and tattered corpse of Wuma Jiuxing.

On the entire battlefield, countless blade fragments seemed to be crying, trembling with compassion.

Shang Hong raised his head and glanced at the starry sky. In the direction of the Sword God Realm, the Star Soul Divine Throne of Wuma Nine Elements dimmed, and deep in his eyes, there was suddenly a strong murderous intention.

The killing intent caused flying snow to fall from the blue sky hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Zhang Ruochen took back the stone cauldron, held it in his hand, looked at the heavenly gods flying over, his beard and hair flying, and laughed loudly: "Finally, the great revenge has been avenged, my best friend with the magic pupil can die in peace! Which one of you will give Wu Ma Jiuxing Collect the corpse?"

"Old guy, you have caused a huge disaster. Today, it's our turn to collect your body." The Blood Ancestor of Sijia was furious. He stood upside down with bloody hair on his head, and a sea of ​​blood spread towards Zhang Ruochen.

The gods in heaven, some standing on the ground, some flying in the sky, all dazzling like the scorching sun, all looked at Zhang Ruochen with hostile eyes.

The power of the gods made the stars in the sky tremble, and all the creatures in Xinghuantian knelt down.

Zhang Ruochen faced the gods in heaven alone, but showed no fear. Instead, he raised the cauldron and walked forward, saying: "Come on, come on, come on. Anyway, I don't have much life left, so I don't mind blowing up my god's heart before I die. All the gods in heaven are dead, completely dead.”

Hearing this, all the gods in heaven changed their expressions, and then they realized why the other party was so confident.

Not to mention Sword Master, even if Haotian comes, what is there to be afraid of?

"No, we've fallen into a trap. He's probably a god from hell. Get out of here!"

The gods in heaven burst out at unprecedented extreme speeds and flew in all directions of Xinghuantian.

Only Shang Hong still stood there, fearless, looking up to the sky, as if waiting for something.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Don't wait, Sword Master won't kill me."

Shang Hong frowned deeply.

"Wow!"

Thousands of miles away in the wilderness, a gorgeous source of light mist emerged, turning into a sea of ​​origin, dissolving the power of the gods in heaven.

Bai Qing'er's figure was beautiful and hazy, and said: "God, he has the dignity and magnanimity of a god. Wuma Jiuxing died in the hands of a god with seventy-fourth level of spiritual power. He can only blame himself."

"If you die in Xinghuantian, Goddess Twelve Fang will be responsible. Besides, if it weren't for the divine master of your Goddess Twelve Fangs who arranged the formation, how could Wu Ma Jiuxing have died?" Yan Shen said.

Bai Qing'er said: "That divine master is not a member of the Twelve Goddess. Sword Lord naturally knows her identity. Of course, if you are Yan Shen, you also want to challenge the divine master and avenge Wu Ma Jiuxing, no matter what the result is. , I admire you all.”

Yanshen's expression changed and he did not dare to speak again.

Zhang Ruochen stared closely at Bai Qing'er in the sea of ​​origin, but she did not appear in real form, just a light and shadow. At this moment, the light and shadow dispersed and disappeared together with the sea of ​​origin.

There are two reasons why Zhang Ruochen is not afraid of Dao Zun.

First, he was certain that the drunkard must be in Xinghuantian. The drunkard spent so much effort to lure him out of Yun Fanxing, how could he let Dao Zun kill him?

Secondly, Xinghuantian has a special location, located between heaven and hell.

If this Yuanhui god participates in the Linglong Conference, even if a divine war breaks out, it will still be within the controllable range. However, if the Sword Lord comes to Xinghuantian, he will definitely attract the gods from the hell world.

Once the balance is broken, the consequences will be beyond the control of the Sword Master.

Besides, isn't Sword Master afraid that this is a trap set by the hell realm? The lessons learned from the battle at the Origin Temple have only passed a thousand years ago.

The secrets of the sword path in Wuma Jiuxing's body have dispersed and returned to the world again.

Some gods came to collect it, but the secrets of the sword were very little.

This is simply because, in the entire Xinghuan Tian, ​​all the gods who have merged the third-grade holy will, none of them include the Dao of the Sword in their holy will.

Only gods who have integrated the third-level holy meaning can master the secret.

And only the gods with the holy will of the sword among the third-level holy will can take away the secret of the sword at the moment when Wuma Jiuxing dies.

Of all the holy ways in the world, only the secrets of the nine eternal ways are easier for monks to control. Because the power of the Nine Ancient Ways is the most fundamental power in the world, giving birth to all things and existing in the body of every monk.

If it were given directly by the temple, even the weakest monk would be able to gather the mysteries of the ancient way into his body.

"If you don't take action, I will leave!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Shang Hong said: "You can't leave!"

"Do you want to avenge Wu Ma Jiuxing?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Shang Hong shook his head and said: "He and I don't have such a deep friendship. However, there must be an explanation for the death of the gods in heaven, so you must die."

"Aren't you afraid that I will blow up my mind?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Shang Hong's eyes were contemptuous as he stepped forward and said, "You can blow up your mind now!"

"As expected of Tiansun, it seems that he has an incredible trump card and is confident that he can block the destructive power of my self-destruction of God's Heart." Zhang Ruochen said.

Zhang Ruochen had achieved his goal by killing Demon Eye first, and then Killing Wu Ma Jiuxing. Naturally, he didn't want to fight, let alone face off against a person of Shang Hong's level now.

If he really wanted to fight, he wouldn't be afraid, but he would have to take advantage of the favorable location.

Shang Hong must be led to Tianzun's legacy.

Just when Zhang Ruochen was about to retreat into Tianzun's legacy, a strong wind swept him up, and his figure instantly disappeared on the ruined battlefield.

…

Ah Le and Tao Hua stood in the starry sky, watching from afar with their spiritual eyes.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was rescued, Taohua breathed a sigh of relief. She touched her belly lightly with complicated eyes and sighed: "I finally understand why you take Zhang Ruochen so seriously. Having such a friend can be said to be a blessing." The great blessings in this world are worth cherishing.”

"Let's go!"

A Le was very indifferent, not moved or emotional.

Because this is the most common thing between him and Zhang Ruochen. If the other party needs it, they can go through fire and water.

No matter how far away the stars are, it is only a matter of a word or a letter.

When A Le and Tao Hua left, Chi Yao turned into a stream of light, shuttled through the starry sky, and rushed towards Xing Huantian at the fastest speed.

Because she sensed Zhang Ruochen's aura in the direction of Xing Huantian.

After passing on the technique, Zhang Ruochen's own aura almost completely dissipated. Because of this, even A Le and Bai Qing'er failed to recognize him.

However, it was precisely because of the teaching that he and Chi Yao became more involved.

During the battle, Chi Yao could not completely hide his power, so it was naturally felt by Chi Yao.

"He's not dead, he's still alive. Brother Chen! Why are you hiding from me? I must find you. No matter what you become, don't leave again!" There were tears in Chi Yao's eyes.

After decades of searching and countless despairs, I finally saw a glimmer of hope.