God Emperor

"Zhang Ruochen, don't be so presumptuous. With the formations in the Hundred Clans King's City, it will be easy for me to kill you."

The staff in the rain master's hand hit the ground hard, and his spiritual power surged out like a tide. Suddenly, the number of formation inscriptions on the light screen blocking the six divine swords doubled.

The six divine swords were blasted away.

A divine beam flew out, causing the space to violently vibrate, shattering Zhang Ruochen's body into powder.

The long street was penetrated, forming a gully dozens of miles long, which was shocking.

The royal city of hundreds of tribes has been able to stand on the edge of the hell realm for so many years without being destroyed. The formations in the city are naturally no small matter. Even if the great god goes there, he will have to drink hatred.

This is the fundamental reason why Rain Master is so confident!

"It's just a thought from the soul, Zhang Ruochen, do you dare to come out and see your true body?" The rain master's eyes were filled with divine light, and he looked around.

"Why don't you dare?"

Zhang Ruochen's voice came from above.

Rain Master looked up and saw Zhang Ruochen's free and easy figure walking out of the space, holding the anti-god monument, and bombarding the formation light curtain below.

On the Anti-God Monument, the divine inscriptions flashed one by one, and a strange divine light enveloped Zhang Ruochen's body.

Master Yu knew a lot about the God-Reverse Monument and snorted coldly: "Do you think the God-Reverse Monument can be omnipotent? When the formation is so powerful that even the God King and the God Lord cannot break it, how can you just rely on a monument? "

"All the array towers operate together to suppress Zhang Ruochen."

There is a god sitting in each of the thirty-six small formation towers.

They come from the thirty-six small tribes that surrendered to the Dark Temple. They are either false gods or true gods. Their divine energy is released from their bodies and becomes one with the formation tower.

The light erupted from the thirty-six formation towers soared, causing the entire royal city of hundreds of clans to shake.

Just when Master Yu was confident that Zhang Ruochen would be killed by the power of the divine formation, four of the formation towers dimmed, causing a flaw in the divine formation that was powerful enough to kill the great god.

The Anti-God Monument bombarded the flaw in the formation, and the bright light curtain sunk downwards.

The formation inscriptions quickly dimmed and disappeared into nothingness.

"Boom!"

Half of the God-defying Monument hit the spot where the Rain Master was standing just now, creating a large crater full of cracks in the square outside the Guanyun Formation Tower.

Rain Master, who retreated to the gate of the Guanyun Formation Tower, looked at the four formation towers that had dimmed just now with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

"Don't look any further! Do you think that the Dark Temple is already the lord of the royal city of hundreds of clans? Do you really think that I, the Yasha clan, are slaves that you can slaughter at your mercy?"

The Jade Spirit God's body is as majestic and majestic as the sea, and like a delicate body carved from divine jade, it descends from the sky.

The gods in the four formation towers saluted her one after another.

Naturally, Yuling Shen and the Yaksha Clan leader entered the city in advance for their own purpose.

How is it possible to attack the Guanyun Formation Tower without making arrangements in advance?

Master Yu said: "Jade Spirit God, it seems that you are really tired of living, how dare you go against the Dark Temple?"

"The Dark Temple deceives people too much. It not only extends its hand to the royal city of hundreds of tribes, but also wants to make me, the Yaksha tribe, slaves forever. Today, the Yaksha tribe must fight. I will never be afraid of you, the Dark Temple. Even if you die, you will still stand. die."

The divine voice of the Jade Spirit God spread throughout the royal city of hundreds of tribes: "Where are the monks of the Yaksha tribe? Do they have the blood and courage to fight with this god? Kill foreign enemies and do not become slaves."

"The Yaksha monks are always here!"

"Kill foreign enemies, don't be slaves."

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The monks of the Yaksha Clan are spread throughout the Hundred Clan Royal City. How can the Dark Temple kill them all?

In recent days, the Yasha tribe has been bullied so harshly that they have long been ready to resist. It's just that without a leader to take the lead, it's like a piece of loose sand.

The arrival of Jade Spirit God in person was equivalent to tying a battle flag for them.

A young saint from the Yaksha tribe crawled out from the ground of a manor. Covered in mud, he looked in the direction of the Jade Spirit God's light, trembling with excitement.

He picked up his spear, pushed out the door, and roared: "The Yasha tribe has an unbroken backbone and undying blood. Fight!"

The gate of the Yaksha tribe's holy land "Yeyuhai" in the royal city of hundreds of tribes opened, and sergeants wearing holy armor poured out from inside like a tide, rushing towards the direction of the divine light.

"The Yaksha clan is the king of the Hundred Clans Royal City. This is the foundation laid by our ancestors and no force will be allowed to get involved."

"The Dark Temple has insulted our clan too much. I will fight even if I die today."

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There were Yaksha monks rushing out throughout the city, some rushing towards the Guanyun Formation Tower, and some fighting directly with the monks from the Dark Temple in the city.

What's more, he rushed into the Dark Temple army and blew up the Holy Source.

This is the influence of the gods. With just one word, she can make the monks of her clan join her in the battle without any regrets even if she dies.

Rain Master looked at the thick smoke rising from the city and the sounds of killings from all directions. He remained calm and said with a smile: "Jade Spirit God, the leader of the Yaksha Clan is now the Lord of the Night Sky, and you are just a sinner of the Yaksha Clan."

A tyrannical divine power escaped from the Guanyun Formation Tower, and densely packed regular divine patterns hit Yulingshen and Zhang Ruochen like a tide.

The Lord of the Night Sky walked out of the Guanyun Formation Tower. He was tall and had a triangular head, with green flames coming out of his head. He reprimanded in a deep voice: "Jade Spirit God, you have made a big mistake before and caused a big disaster. Now, do you want the Yasha clan to be exterminated?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "That's wrong! As far as I know, the legend about the Sword Realm was promoted by the Dark Temple. Its purpose is not to find some imaginary Sword Realm at all, but to take the opportunity to insert people into the Hell Realm. In the fringe area, we can seize the royal city of hundreds of tribes.”

"It can be said that even if the Jade Spirit God does not take action, the Dark Temple will definitely have to deal with the three major clans with great influence here. You, the Lord of the Night Sky, are afraid of the Dark Temple and are willing to let others slaughter you and abandon the territory established by your ancestors, but the Jade Spirit God does not So weak."

"If you become the leader of the Yaksha Clan, the Yaksha Clan will really be hopeless!"

"Is there a place for you to talk here?"

The Lord of the Night Sky roared angrily, and punched out with a punch, and the sky was full of divine patterns pressing towards Zhang Ruochen.

Jade Spirit God held up a space barrier to block Zhang Ruochen's punch from Lord Ye Kong, and said: "Yekong, follow me to recapture the royal city of hundreds of tribes, rescue the imprisoned and enslaved tribesmen, and drive the invaders out of the city."

The Lord of the Night Sky raised his head and glanced at the black temple suspended in the distance, and said: "Don't try to go against the general trend. Times have changed. The Yaksha clan is no longer a big clan. We are too weak in front of the dark temple. Jade Spirit God, hurry up. By suppressing Zhang Ruochen, you should be able to make up for it, and the palace master's broad mind will forgive you for your previous sins."

Jade Spirit God's eyes were filled with disappointment and he said: "I surrendered before I resisted, and I knelt down so quickly. If you are left in the world, you will only become a disaster for the Yasha clan."

A seal appeared in her white palm, breaking through the regular divine patterns like rivers and seas, and rushed towards the Lord of the Night Sky.

"Han Yuling, I think you have lost your mind because of Zhang Ruochen's pretty face. You want to lead the Yasha clan into the abyss of annihilation. It's you who deserves to die."

The Lord of the Night Sky was furious, and green divine light poured out from the top of his head, turning into a sea of ​​​​hot fire.

In the sea of ​​fire, all beasts galloped, burning the heaven and earth, burning holes into the stable space here.

Jade Spirit God came prepared, held it up with both hands, and a three-foot-long temple appeared, spinning and flying slowly, getting bigger and bigger...

It is the Yaksha Ancestor Temple.

This temple contains a lot of mysteries, and in the hands of the Jade Spirit God, it is more terrifying than ordinary artifacts.

Seeing the Yaksha Ancestral Temple, Lord Yekong immediately showed a look of horror and cursed: "Bitch, are you really going to make the Yaksha clan irreversible?"

The Jade Spirit God standing outside the Yaksha Ancestral Temple, with fluttering divine clothes and beautiful jade skin, inspired an ancient formation in the Ancestral Temple. Suddenly, the phantom of the ancestor of the Yaksha clan appeared, exuding a terrifying aura.

"Boom!"

The phantom of the ancestor of the Yaksha clan knocked the Lord of the Night Sky into a chaotic time and space of light and dark.

The influence of the Yaksha Ancestral Temple has spread to most of the royal cities of hundreds of clans. The closer to the center, the more chaotic time and space becomes. The chaotic time and space is caused by the large number of divine formations and divine patterns in the Ancestral Temple.

This is the ultimate heritage of the Yasha clan, one of the ten major clans in the hell world in the past. Zhang Ruochen suspected that the Jade Spirit God in charge of the Yasha Ancestral Temple could be called the Ban Shen King.

"Baby face?"

Zhang Ruochen touched his face. Is his face so attractive?

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Rain Master wanted to retreat to the Guanyun Formation Tower, but was intercepted by a blue beast that looked like a liger and was thrown away after being hit.

The leader of the Yasha Tribe stood on the back of the blue divine beast, using his spiritual power to mobilize a large amount of thunder and lightning, and struck it straight at the Rain Master, forming a sea of ​​thunder and lightning.

Appearing together with the leader of the Yaksha Clan was Dazzling, the leader of the Fire Ghost Clan.

The head of the Dazzling Clan stood on the White Stone Square, looking around the thirty-six formation towers, with a ghostly aura rising to the sky, and raised his voice: "The Royal City of the Hundred Tribes is the sacred city of the Hundred Tribes. If anyone continues to associate with the Dark Temple, the three major tribes will attack it together."

The three major clans have accumulated prestige in the Hundred Clans Royal City for a long time, and their influence is much greater than that of the Dark Temple.

The gods in the array towers were all frightened by the divine voice of the clan leader, and became hesitant.

"This is left to the two clan leaders! When it's time to kill, we have to be more decisive."

Zhang Ruochen still had great confidence in these two patriarchs who were in charge of the big clan. Holding the anti-god monument, he walked out of the square covered by thirty-six formation towers.

A magic sword suspended on his right side suddenly made a loud sound, turned into a bright sword light, and slashed out.

"Pfft!"

Bloody light flashed.

An undead vampire god who wanted to break in was knocked back by the divine sword and hit the city, smashing a large area of ​​buildings on the ground.

The divine sword only struck a shallow blood mark on his chest, but failed to seriously injure him.

There was a strange look in Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and he said: "The cultivation level is not weak, who is coming?"

"I belong to the Qingtian Tribe, Qingyuntai!"

The undead vampire god's voice was like thunder, and a substantial bloody sea appeared above his head, and the rolling waves of the blood sea could be heard.

The leader of the Qingtian Tribe is one of the powerful men qualified to become the leader of the Immortal Blood Clan!

Qingyuntai is the younger brother of the leader of the Qingtian tribe. He is an ancient god who has been practicing for more than 400,000 years.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "It turns out he is a sage and powerful person from the Immortal Vampire Clan. I'm sorry, I accidentally hurt my senior by mistake."

This apology made Qingyuntai feel extremely harsh.

With what status and cultivation he had, to be injured at the hands of a junior with dirty blood just by meeting him was a great shame and humiliation.

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