God Emperor

"He is no longer the Little Phoenix Dynasty, but one of the Optimus Pillars of the undead blood race. His combat power will not be weaker than my old fellow. It is only a matter of time before he can catch up with you and even surpass you in the future. You Think you can still control him?"

The patriarch of the undead clan came across space. Compared with before the Great Wall of Beize, he was much older and said: "This may be a good thing!"

The Undead God of War looked at him.

The patriarch of the undead clan looked at the brilliant starry sky and said, "If the heavenly universe collapses in this battle, the universe will surely enter a new era. At that time, it will not be the opposition between the heavenly universe and the **** universe, but the opposition between the living and the dead. Such turmoil has occurred in the Raksha tribe. Not only do the Shura tribe have creatures, but half of them are dead...In short, as the core of the creatures of the lower three races, there are many things that the undead blood race must consider in advance!"

The immortal war **** said: "You old thing is relaxed. It is estimated that you will not see that day. On the contrary, you can enjoy your old age."

"Yeah, it won't last long! By that time, if Xue Jue has not grown up, you have to help him. Otherwise, I will turn into a fierce ghost and haunt you every day."

Speaking of this, the patriarch of the undead blood clan was somewhat distracted, and said: "It's a pity, people like us can't transfer to the ghost clan. The limit is to die. Even if the soul is not scattered, it will be split by Yuanhui Jie. "

The immortal war **** said: "Abandon the spirit now, there is still a chance. I will help you!"

"Abandon the spirits and lose consciousness. What's the point of turning into the ghosts of ghosts? I don't want to wake up thousands of years later in Santuhe and become the soul food of some low-level ghosts. No previous life consciousness. , What's the difference between being dead?"

Although the patriarch of the undead clan didn't care, he still couldn't be reconciled, and he had too much nostalgia for the world. In his mind, he didn't know what he recalled, but suddenly he was refreshed and looked at a certain direction in the universe.

I saw a large piece of thunder light, heading towards the ancient nest of the gods.

"You said, is this old man Qingcang really the emperor of measurement? Why does he conclude that the measurement organization will definitely do it?"

The Undead God of War gradually darkened his eyes and said, "Of course the Quantitative Organization will take action, because they just want to provoke a full-scale battle between the **** world and the heavens. If the starry sky defense line is not broken, how can a full-scale battle erupt? This is in their interests, and of course it is also in ours. The interests of the people. All want to get the most benefit, and it's up to who can have the last laugh."

The patriarch of the undead blood clan smiled and said: "The Emperor Fengdu has not taken any action, should he be guarding them?"

"Just rely on them? Emperor Kuiliang may have some abilities, but he is not enough to be the opponent of Emperor Fengdu. Those things in the void world need to be suppressed."

"boom!"

In the space behind the Undead God of War and the patriarch of the Undead Blood Clan, there suddenly appeared dense cracks, each of which stretched for hundreds of millions of miles.

The strong blood gas spreads through the cracks and turns into blood waterfalls in the universe.

After a while, the ten-winged world of the undead, like a bat, moved out little by little.

Space is shaking violently.

The densely packed space rules envelop the ten-winged world and blend with the space rules of this star field.

The Undead God of War was full of fighting spirit, and flew to the ten-winged world, saying: "This battle, you don't get mixed up, go back to the Undead City, and guard the back home of the undead. Just take less shots and keep your blood. Live a few more years!"

"okay!"

The patriarch of the undead clan turned and left, returning to the **** world.

The ten-winged world swiftly moved towards the starry sky defense line, just like a cosmic blood bat flying in the dark void, the eruption of power can scare the passing gods.

Suddenly ahead, the trajectory of countless stars changed and was abnormally chaotic.

"Wow!"

In the center of the ocean of chaotic stars, a battle axe flew out and slashed towards the world of ten wings.

There is the great power of heaven coming across the galaxy, and he has to face the entire undead blood clan alone to buy time for the starry sky defense.

...

Li Hengtian.

Zhang Ruochen never felt that time would pass so slowly, that it was not difficult to cultivate and measure the body, but it took too much time.

Huang Tian and the Empress spent two hundred years.

Even if the Promise God Dao is mysterious, even in the time torrent zone, it is absolutely impossible to do it overnight.

Time is too late!

Outside, the dragon master alone fought too hard. He had been wounded many times, and the blood of the gods was stained with Li Hentian.

It was because they wanted to protect them from breaking through the realm, they were besieged by the powerhouses from all sides in the **** world.

"No, I can't practice in such a gradual and orderly manner, I have to break through as soon as possible."

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that his cultivation method was completely different from that of other monks, and he took a different path.

The so-called quantity and immeasurable are still within the rules of heaven and earth in this world.

He, in fact, doesn't necessarily have to cultivate a mass body, but to condense the fourth image of the sun, and achieve the great perfection of the four images.

Cultivating the physical body can strengthen the body and soul, make one's foundation thicker, and have a greater chance of success in condensing the sun, and it is also easier to carry the four phenomena.

However, now that time is pressing, there is no way to proceed step by step.

"boom!"

Zhang Ruochen stood up, and his body was released with the light rule **** pattern, space rule **** pattern, and the Taoist rules of various yang attributes, and his body burned.

Don't repair the body, directly condense the sun.

Even if the current physical body cannot hold it, and there is a risk of spontaneous combustion and death, we must fight! The Ming family and the dead family deceive people too much.

...

The eight powers of the immeasurable realm confronted each other, and a large expanse of void was beaten into chaos, flooded with various divine lights and rules.

Fortunately, in Li Hentian, the power of the profound meaning is suppressed, the rules of heaven and earth are difficult to mobilize, the space is stable and difficult to break, otherwise it has been turned upside down, and the fluctuation of power can destroy a star field.

One artifact after another, unleashing peerless power, constantly bombarding it down.

The Dragon Lord couldn't get away. All of these immeasurable powerhouses in the **** world had experienced a hundred battles. The six immeasurables with weaker cultivation bases always kept a distance from him, the purpose was only to harass sneak attacks and prevent him from escaping.

Although they can be wounded by their speed and physical superiority, they will also be blocked, and they will never be able to leave the encirclement.

The Lord of the God City evolved the "Death God Transformation", the only heavenly supernatural power of the dead clan.

This piece of evil land is not his **** realm world, nor is it illusory, it is a real existence, not knowing where it came from, it seems to have manifested from a different kind of space.

There are a total of ten changes in the Reaper Transformation, and each increase in change will greatly increase its power.

According to legend, the Death God Bian was probably created by the original ancestor of the Dead Clan, and it was extremely difficult to cultivate. Since ancient times, few people can practice to the seventh change.

The existence of the Lord of the City of God is only transforming the death **** to the sixth change, the blood shadow change.

The Death Change shot out, and a hideous blood shadow rushed out from the evil soil and merged with the Lord of the God City. The four arms attacked all together, and the **** glow was sprinkled on the Dragon Lord.

The dragon lord's body was bloody, and the wound was difficult to heal. Looking at the **** glow, he immediately retreated.

The Lord of the God City grinned and said: "When the gods of the gods come out, they sweep everything in the same realm. Hopefully, aren't you very strong? How did you retreat?"

The dragon master stopped and couldn't retreat!

The white-clothed skeleton swung the knife, the dark flame and the light of the knife merged, cutting from behind.

The dragon master mobilizes his spirit and rules to condense his supernatural powers.

However, a magical weapon in the form of a flying knife broke through the air, forcing him to immediately resist it, and the half-developed magical powers were forced to disperse.

"Puff!"

The dragon lord avoided the heavenly supernatural powers of the lord of the **** city, but did not avoid the white-clothed skeleton's knife. He was slashed on his right shoulder with a single stab.

The dragon lord's five fingers turned into dragon claws and grabbed Pu Dao.

The white-clothed skeleton wanted to retract the sword, but found that the blade did not move.

"Boom!"

Another dragon claw shot out, and the white-clothed skeleton immediately prodded his palms and clashed with the dragon master.

The skeleton in white flew upside down.

Because his hand was cut off earlier, it was a new arm, which was quite fragile, and after the blow with the dragon master, the entire bone arm was broken.

The dragon lord looked back and saw that the lord of the city of God once again transformed the death god~www.readwn.com~ Regardless of his injuries, two dragon claws released golden flames, and the dragon horns on his head burned.

The dragon roars in the body like a Wanlong roar.

"Reaper has changed!"

The Lord of the God City played magical powers and pressed his palms down, and the **** glow and black evil earth also fell.

"You are still a long way from God's supernatural powers, and you have cultivated very superficially."

"Wanlong Dynasty Sect!"

The dragon lord's eyes had the proud light of looking at the world, and when he hit out with a palm, his palm turned into a world, spraying a thin golden mist.

Thousands of dragons flew out from the palm of their palms together. They were handsome and domineering. They directly penetrated the pressed **** glow and black evil soil, collapsed in the roar, and fell again.

"puff!"

The Lord of God City burst open with his palm, turned into a blood mist, and his body scurried backwards.