God Emperor

Latest website: The Mar Temple is located on the top of the majestic navy blue mountain range. It is made of huge rocks and is the entrance to the ancestral world of the heaven world. It is simple and sacred, and it is intimidating to look at.

Mar is the name of the great ancestor of light.

Fengtian was walking alone on the ridge of the Mar Mountains. Under his feet were dead grass, black rocks and ice and snow, and the cold wind howled like an animal roaring.

The temple is right in front of you, majestic but lonely, with no one guarding it.

The sky above was shrouded in divine light, and a divine cord could be seen faintly running across the north and south like a Milky Way.

Dressed in red and wearing a veil, she looked so light and weak, incompatible with the desolate and atmospheric environment around her.

The body is either there or not, empty and pus.

It is the power of "nothingness" in the twelve phases of destiny that always shrouds her to cover up the secrets and aura of her body and avoid the perception and calculation of the ancestor.

In today's universe, people at the level of Tianzun and half-ancestors choose to live in seclusion and practice hard at all costs.

Waiting for the next big change in the universe.

Master Murong was born with a ninety-fifth level of mental power. He stood on top of the seventy-two-story tower, monitoring heaven, hell, and the sea of ​​stars in all directions. Logically speaking, Fengtian needs to hide herself more secretly, but the letter she received not long ago made her reveal her true identity and came to the Temple of Mar.

"Come and see me at the Mar Temple soon."

An eight-word letter.

It was written with Zhang Ruochen's blood.

"If the dust falls, this crown will replace the Phoenix crown." This sentence is enough to defeat all the rationality in Fengtian's heart. She is no longer the cold-blooded death god, and she also has warmth in her heart.

How could she not come after seeing this blood letter?

The door of the Mar Temple opens to the north, as deep as the whirlpool of hell, swallowing up all spiritual power and soul thoughts.

Fengtian walked along the stairs and walked in slowly.

The space in the temple is in the shape of a square, very high and wide, and is dedicated to the top gods of the heaven world. There are thousands of them, large and small, with different shapes, such as angels, elves, dragons, titans, dwarves...etc. Etc. all.

In the center of the south stands a thirty-six-foot-tall angel stone statue with thirty-six wings on its back.

Under the stone statue, there is a slim woman in colorful clothes. She has a slender figure, shimmering sunlight, and pointed ears. It can be seen that she comes from the elves.

It's just a back view, but it can definitely satisfy all people's imagination of a peerless beauty.

Fengtian recognized her, and his eyes froze under the veil: "So it's you who brought me here."

Afya retracted her gaze from examining the thirty-six-winged angel stone statue, turned around, looked at Fengtian standing at the door, and said with a smile: "Do you know that the blood letter was not given to you by Zhang Ruochen?"

The sound is crisp and extremely pleasant.

Feng Tian said: "If Zhang Ruochen is still alive and hides in the paradise world, he will show up directly to meet me instead of leading me here."

Obviously Fengtian had doubts about the authenticity of the previous Zhang Ruochen.

"I knew it might be a trap, but I still came. How courageous. Feng Caiyi did not disappoint me. You are worthy of being the master of the Temple of Destiny. Today, among the female monks, you can be ranked among the top five. In terms of courage and courage, Shi Ji You and I are both inferior to you." Afya did not hesitate to praise her.

"Are you telling me that I'm more likely to act impulsively?

Not as cautious and forbearing as you? It doesn’t matter. "

Fengtian took out the brocade with eight blood characters written on it, waved it and threw it out, saying: "Where did you get his blood?"

"He gave it to me." Afya said.

Feng Tian said: "Do you think I will believe it?"

The temple is very spacious, and the two women are hundreds of feet apart. Every conversation can be faintly echoed.

There are no lights in the temple.

They are the two brightest lights.

Afya's long hair exudes the brilliance of clouds, her facial features are exquisite, her skin is like the divine jade forged by the ancestors, and her temperament is moist and tender. She said: "Guess, how did I know that you were hiding in the Temple of Light?"

Of course Fengtian knew the reason.

It was Zhang Ruochen who showed up earlier to cut off all the divine ropes in the sky, but he offended Lord Murong.

After Master Murong took action, Fengtian deliberately rushed out of the heaven world to help Zhang Ruochen. It was at that time that the secret and aura leaked out.

"I don't like guessing riddles, so I might as well be more direct. What do you want to do?"

Fengtian didn't like Afya. If it weren't for the current cooperative relationship between the Hell Realm and the Corpse Nightmares faction, she wouldn't even bother to waste time here.

Afya said: "Palace Master Feng has already seen the power of the seventy-two-story tower. If you want to fight against it, you must gather all the nine cauldrons. I am following the order of Ancestor Nightmare to find the master of the palace and get the two cauldrons of light and destiny." ."

"Isn't the First Queen here a little early? When the Nightmare Ancestor finds the other seven cauldrons, the master of this palace will send two cauldrons to help him."

Fengtian felt the hostility in Afya.

The Cauldron of Light and the Cauldron of Destiny are not ordinary things. Is there such a demand for them?

Afya's words can no longer be called presumptuous, it is simply an open robbery.

Afya said with a smile: "It is not difficult for the Nightmare Ancestor to gather the seven cauldrons. Because after Zhang Ruochen's death, the Hong Cauldron, the Wu Cauldron, and the Zhou Cauldron all fell into his hands, plus the Dark Cauldron and the Dark Cauldron in the hands of the Dark Lord. The original cauldron already has five cauldrons..."

"What did you say?"

Fengtian's eyes squinted, the chill of death leaked from his body, and every inch of the Mar Temple was covered in frost, and he said: "The Hong Cauldron and the Wu Cauldron are in the hands of the Corpse Nightmare?"

A pair of flame-burning elf cicada wings spread out on Avya's back, melting the death frost around her body, and said: "Didn't I make it very clear just now? Of course Zhang Ruochen died in the hands of the corpse nightmare, otherwise how could I have him? Blood? That’s the answer you want!”

"Wow!" "Wow!"

The twelve gates of destiny unfold in the twelve spatial realms around Fengtian.

A crown of victory appears on his head, and he holds good luck and good fortune in his hand.

He instantly entered a fighting state, and the coldness was a hundred times worse than before.

Afya remained calm and composed, leaning on the stone platform, saying: "That battle has nothing to do with me, I am just stating a fact."

"You brought me here just to explain a fact?" Feng Tian said.

Afya looked at Fengtian walking over step by step with beautiful eyes: "Of course not! My way has entered a bottleneck. If you want to hit the ancestor, you must have a great opportunity."

"Inlaid on the victory crown is the ancestral divine source of Wu Zuchi. This is what I must take."

"Feng Caiyi, you have to admit that your qualifications and understanding are not the best. Half Ancestor is your ultimate realm. Even if Ming Zu passes on his entire life cultivation to you, he will at most send you to the peak of Half Ancestor. , you are still no match for the amazing people like Tianmu, Seventy-two-Rank Lotus, and Wu Tian."

"But if you and I can become one, and take the three generations of cultivation of you, Ming Ancestor, and Demon Ancestor, and add my body of two lives, then the first ancestor can be expected."

"When the time comes, you and I will be one and the same, and we will both be prosperous. Why should we surrender to the Corpse Nightmare? You and I hold the Nine Cauldrons. If we advance, we can compete with the gods. If we retreat, we can join hands with Zhang Ruochen. At least we can be invincible."

Afya, Seventy-two-Rank Lotus, and Empress Shiji are all extremely beautiful, but with their abilities, they can only reach the peak of the Half Ancestor.

In terms of foundation, aptitude, understanding, and state of mind, the only one who can surpass them is Tianmu.

Chi Yao can only be counted as half, because half of her foundation was forged with the help of Zhang Ruochen. With the world environment, resources and materials in Kunlun Realm at that time, it was simply impossible to build the foundation of the First Ancestor.

If Zhang Ruochen didn't hand over the foundation of his cultivation to Chi Yao, become enlightened to Wuji, and practice with his original route, he would definitely be restricted to a certain realm.

Two people can only fulfill one.

Fengtian said: "I understand! Do you want to use the forbidden technique of corpse transformation to refine me into your body and take away the power of my third life?"

"You and I both have flaws, but we can complement each other. This is the only way for us to get out of the chessboard and break away from our identity as chess pieces." Afya said.

Feng Tian said: "You should know that this palace master hates hypocrisy the most. If you want to fight, be more cheerful and start now."

"If you can suppress me, you can do whatever you want."

"If you are not my opponent, then you should be careful! I used to be the God of Death, and I will never be merciful to those who dare to provoke the monks. You are dead!"

Under Fengtian's feet, the space expanded rapidly, and a sea of ​​gray corpses covering hundreds of millions of miles appeared.

The divine patterns flowed like lightning, and the wind of death spread densely.

Twelve gates of destiny, each with a height reaching the level of the diameter of a star, respectively emit twelve different powers of life, death, misfortune, blessing, joy, anger, misfortune, good fortune, virtuality, reality, past and future. .

Obviously, Fengtian is still afraid of Master Murong who is far away in the Eternal Heaven, so he wants to suppress the battlefield among the twelve gates of destiny.

What surprised Fengtian secretly was that even though the Sea of ​​Corpses and the twelve Gates of Destiny supported such a vast space of heaven and earth, outside the space, the Mar Temple became even larger.

Standing in the sea of ​​corpses, looking up at the sky.

The huge stones in the temple are like pillars of creation supporting the universe.

Avya said: "Feng Caiyi, you are very strong. If you were elsewhere, I wouldn't be able to keep you. But this is the Mar Temple!"

"All the witch ancestors have sent their own power to this era. The Wa Palace of Emperor Wa, the Kongming Ruins of Emperor Xuan, the Demon Ancestor Ridge of the Demon Ancestors, and the Dragon Nest of the Ancestral Dragons. Do you know why Chi didn't send them to this era? power to this era?"

Fengtian glanced at the thirty-six-winged angel stone statue and waited for Afuya to tell her answer.

Afya smiled mockingly: "Because, Wu Zuchi was intercepted before more than a thousand Yuanhui when he was sent to Seraph Temple in this era."

"Intercepted by you?" Feng Tian said.

Avya shook her head: "I don't have that much magical power. At most, I can only be regarded as a chess piece of the Immortal. It is a tool trained by the Immortal to intercept the Seraph Temple and the Ancestral Realm."

"Using the ancestor as a chess piece?" Feng Tian said.

Afya smiled and said: "The Ming Ancestor is such a powerful being, but he still has to bow down and become the Ming Zi of the Ming Ancestor. The immortal at his peak is enough to make any ancestor in history eclipse. It will also make the Great Lord Ming Wang reach the sky. Our tactics and sophisticated layout have severely damaged them one after another, and only in this era can we have a place."

Fengtian said: "So, the so-called Mar Temple is actually the Seraph Temple?"

"The first lives of Mal and Avya were monks of the same generation. The two can be said to be in a competitive relationship, which means that the immortal must cultivate the determination of an ancestor who majors in the way of light. Only by sensing light with light can we intercept the blazing light. Temple of the Angels.”

Avya continued: "After the death of Avya's first life, Mal became the strongest man of that era, inheriting the Seraph Temple, the Ancestral Realm, and of course the Cauldron of Light and the Blazing Halberd."

"He and the immortal behind him should have some plan to erase all traces of Wu Zuchi's existence. Therefore, Mal became the Great Light,

The Temple of Seraph became the Temple of Mar. "

Avya took out the blazing halberd, held it in her right hand, and struck the ground hard.

Suddenly, a gorgeous flame armor wrapped around her graceful body, making her whole body look like a radiant Valkyrie.

This is Wu Zuchi’s halberd!

The source of the ancestor of Wuzu Chi embedded on the halberd had long been dug out by Zhang Ruochen and embedded in the victory crown.

However, Afya has fused the body of her first ancestor and the source of her ancestors, and can mobilize the divine energy of her ancestors in her body to activate the blazing halberd, and her battle power will not be weakened much.

Avya's era was not too far away compared to other ancestors, with only more than a thousand yuanhui.

The corpse of the ancestor and the divine source of the ancestor still retain sufficient activity and power.

By harnessing this power, her combat prowess will never be inferior to that of the monks at the peak of their Half-Ancestor.

"Having said so much, I want to tell you that I have also obtained the Seraph Temple, and I have also majored in the Way of Light to prove the ancestor. Here, I can mobilize the power of the ancestor world, and I can also mobilize the power of the heaven world. The regular divine patterns left by the gods are enough to be invincible to the ancestors."

Before Afya could finish her words, her aura had changed from the tenderness of tea to a fierce and domineering aura.

His eyes were like spears, burning the sky with fierce flames.

"Whoosh!"

The blazing halberd burst out with terrifying power that destroyed the star field, and shot through the air with one blow.

The Gate of Destiny blocking Fengtian looked like it was made of paper, pierced by a halberd.

The tip of the halberd blooms with light and brilliance, which is brilliant and dazzling, breaking through all the ways and means.

Fengtian used the power of the past and the future to build a divine sea of ​​time that spanned a hundred thousand years. However, not to mention blocking Afya for a hundred thousand years, he did not even block a single breath.

The sharp edge of the halberd reaches directly between the eyebrows.

"Bang!"

Jixiang Ruyi waved out and collided with the blazing halberd.

The power erupted from the two artifacts was like two rapidly moving worlds colliding together. The terrifying energy ripples spread out, shattering the veil on Fengtian's face, revealing a frosty jade face.

Jixiang Ruyi is definitely a first-class artifact, but compared with the Blazing Halberd, it is far inferior.

There was a "pop" sound.

Wishful thinking is broken.

Pieces of fragments flew out, some scratched Fengtian's cheek, and some scratched Afya's hair.

Fengtian used his body skills to avoid the blazing halberd.

How could Afya let go of this golden opportunity? She took three steps forward and used the advantage of the soldiers to stab Fengtian's vest. To hit her hard like piercing the door of destiny.

Fengtian moved sideways and struck out with his bare hands.

This palm mobilized the power of the Victory Crown, and the five fingers were wrapped in bright light, like a white jade divine hand.

"boom!"

As soon as it came into contact with the blazing halberd, a violent surge of power came, knocking Feng Tian away and blood dripping from his fingers.

After all, it is impossible to take on a Chapter 1 artifact like the Blazing Halberd with just the physical body.

"The victory crown inlaid with the divine source of the ancestor of the witch ancestor Chi is really powerful. It actually improves your combat power.

A big level. If I wear a crown of victory, hold a blazing halberd, and have more than 50% of the secrets of light, even if I am not in the Temple of Mar, I will have no rivals under the ancestors. "

Afya's cultivation level is very close to the peak of Half-Ancestor, and her level is much higher than that of Fengtian. Naturally, she has the confidence to say such a thing.

"Under the First Ancestor, can you beat Tianmu and Chi Yao? You have trump cards, and others also have trump cards. Right now, we still don't know who will win!" Feng Tian said.

"The way of light is the eternal way. The enlightenment of light is enough to defeat all the ways in the world."

Avya dances like a colorful butterfly. It seems slow, but in fact her movements are strange. Her speed is the same as the speed of light. She can also travel freely in the sea of ​​time derived from Fengtian.

"Although the blazing halberd is powerful, how does it compare with the Tianding?"

Fengtian's eyes turned blood red, the colorful phoenix wings on his back spread out, the demon ancestor's shadow appeared behind him, and his power increased a lot again.

She held the ears of the Heavenly Cauldron, and thousands of thunderous phoenix cries erupted from her body. She stepped on the gates of destiny, competing with Afya for her mysterious body skills, and accurately captured the traces of the blazing halberd.

"boom!"

The arm was thrown out, and the Tianding collided with the blazing halberd.

The power of destiny and the power of light burst out, tearing apart the battlefield space constructed by Fengtian, and shattering the stone statues in the Mar Temple.

Fortunately, before Avya took action, she had activated the divine patterns left by the past gods of the heaven in the temple.

Otherwise, their battle fluctuations will inevitably be leaked.

now.

The Xuejue patriarch, who transformed into "Jia Zangtian", just walked outside the temple.

Seeing the temple shaking slightly, he suddenly felt an ominous feeling in his heart.

"Old guy, you are the half-ancestor, why don't you go in first and check out the situation?"

The leader of the Blood Jue clan communicates with the immortal war god hiding in his divine world.

"You are a Tianzun level. Di Chen has left a lot of tricks for you. What are you afraid of? Don't worry, Feng Caiyi invited us to the Mar Temple. There must be something good. Maybe he is negotiating to carve up the ancestral world." Immortal. War God said.

The leader of the Blood Jue clan came to the main entrance of the Mar Temple and walked up the stairs step by step. He always felt that the stairs kept shaking, so he carefully took out the Blood Dragon Halberd.

Step into the temple.

This step feels like entering another world.

A void world with strong battle fluctuations and chaos, boundless, filled with all kinds of divine light, order and rules condensed into countless storms of destruction.

The blood in the blood in the clan leader's body unconsciously accelerated.

I saw two stunning women fighting in the void, fighting at close range. One had phoenix wings on her back, and the other had elf cicada wings on her back.

Their duel includes both fierceness and fierceness, as well as mysterious body movements and magical powers that are unique to women fighting each other. The combination of strength and softness creates endless phantoms.

The leader of the Blood Jue clan had just figured out what was going on. He immediately raised the Blood Dragon Halberd. A ray of light fell on him, sending him flying out of the Mar Temple and falling thousands of miles away.

"Boom!"

The ground was shaken by the smash, and a huge crater appeared in the wilderness.

"It's Afya and Feng Caiyi."

After the leader of the Blood Jue clan roared like this, the Ice Emperor and the Immortal God of War turned into two rays of blood and emerged from the divine world.

He flew out of the middle and flew to the top of the mountain again in an instant.

The two of them summoned their warriors and rushed into the Temple of Mar without any hesitation.

Feng Caiyi is the master of the Temple of Destiny and one of the leaders of the Hell Realm. Naturally, the gods of the Hell Realm will advance and retreat with her.

With bloodstains hanging from the corners of his mouth, the leader of the Blood Jue clan returned to the outside of the Mar Temple. He glanced at the bright heaven and earth divine rope above his head, as if he could see Lord Murong sitting at the end of the divine rope.

A stream of spiritual power probed through him.

"It's been exposed anyway, so don't hide it!"

The leader of the Blood Jue clan is eyeing the Mar Temple. The blood in his body is like a river. The god's body is getting bigger and bigger. He is ready to overturn the temple directly and break Avya's geographical advantage.