Chapter 4166 Doomsday Sacrifice (1/2)

The distracting thoughts and negative emotions in Zhang Ruochen's mind quickly dissipated and he regained clarity, not wanting his Taoist mind to be affected. Otherwise, you will be completely brought into the rhythm of the ancestors of time and space.

He is not defeated yet!

Since there are precautions in advance, there are naturally ways to deal with the explosion of the ancestor god.

No matter how powerful Fudo Myoou's ancestral divine source is, it was peeled off before the "Six Paths were broken" and is not as strong as the ancestral divine source of those who have always been strong.

"Wow!"

The Cauldron of Time is attached to the left leg.

As the left leg moves, countless time rules flow like lines, and the speed is faster than the spread of the destructive storm that explodes from the origin of the ancestors.

The Cauldron of Space is attached to the right leg, with ancient pictures and texts flashing on it, like an immortal pillar supporting the universe.

As the Cauldron of Space was activated, the speed of the destructive storm slowed down significantly as it spread.

At the same time, the brilliance of destruction that spread to Zhang Ruochen's heart was blocked by the Cauldron of Truth.

Nine cauldrons surround the body, shaking the past and shining into the present, so there is no fear of the ancestor's self-destruction.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Chi Yao and the other five people whose bodies and souls were shattered. He held destiny in one hand and origin in the other, wrapping them in the light curtain of destiny and origin.

The entire process occurred within one hundred thousandth of the moment when Jie Tian self-destructed his divine source.

In this one hundred thousandth of a moment, Zhang Ruochen completely transcended the rules of time, standing outside the order of heaven and earth, and was immune to all laws.

Just when he was about to wrap up the five powerful men and escape from the core area of ​​the origin explosion of the ancestor god from the time dimension.

"The sacrifice of the doomsday, all living beings are sacrificed...I am the only one who survives..."

The faint sound of the heavenly voice came from the great road. Zhang Ruochen looked towards the place where the light was most dazzling, and his expression changed drastically.

I saw.

In the center of the destruction storm, where the main altar was, an overwhelming calamity light erupted, so bright and dazzling that time and space were compressed and swallowed up.

This calamity light contains the power of sacrifice and the flavor of Yuanhui calamity, like a combination of the two.

However, the power is countless times more powerful than Yuan Hui Jie!

"Pah! Pah!"

The curtain of destiny and origin that enveloped the five powerful men was instantly crushed by the sacrificial calamity light.

The already broken bodies and souls of Chi Yao, Buried Golden White Tiger, Raging Sky God, Ling Yanzi, and Cloud Swallowing Demon Vine were immediately wiped out.

Even the divine source dissipated between heaven and earth and completely perished.

This sacrificial calamity light that came later and arrived first was even more terrifying than the destructive storm exploded by the ancestor god. It was very much like a large number of calamities coming, completely beyond Zhang Ruochen's understanding of power.

Even the seventy-two-story tower is far behind.

This is definitely not a personal power, and it is impossible for the ancestors of time and space and Ji Fanxin to possess it. This is the original power of heaven and earth!

Seeing the familiar faces disappear one after another, Zhang Ruochen's eyes changed rapidly, from surprise, to anger, to pain, to confusion, and then quickly rebuilt his confidence and fighting power, and his eyes became firm and absolute.

The whole person's state of mind has been refined!

It’s too late to be sad!

"Wow!"

Hold up the infinite circle with both hands, and use the two forces of time and space with your legs to move backwards.

At the same time, chains of mental power flew from behind and wrapped around Zhang Ruochen.

The power from Ji Fanxin pulled him away from the sword world and out of the Uncertain Sea of ​​Gods...

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems that only a moment has passed.

The scene before Zhang Ruochen's eyes flew by.

The 300 billion miles of vast Infinite Divine Sea was shattered!

The Sword Realm, Hades Kingdom, Kunlun Realm and other large worlds located above the Wuding Divine Sea, as well as countless islands and planets, were all reduced to pieces.

Those creatures, birds, beasts, flowers, birds, fish and insects that were too late to be evacuated accompanied the green mountains and rivers and turned into the blood and energy of the sacrifice.

No crying, no pain, no tragic scenes...

Some are just a flash of brilliance that disappear in an instant.

Most people don't even know what happened.

"Boom!"

Centered on the main altar, time and space are collapsing and exploding.

Spreading outward at an unimaginable and terrifying speed.

All material fragments, all energy, all rules, all converge towards the main altar. Some became sacrifices, and in the ritual incantation, the main altar was pushed to burst out with stronger energy.

More of them poured into the God Realm from the space hole above the main altar.

The outline of the God Realm is becoming more and more clear, and it is quickly getting closer, and it is about to descend from the position of the main altar to the real universe...

In other words, use this as a gap to swallow up the entire universe.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The gods of the Sword Realm who had evacuated from the Wuding Divine Sea had already fled for a long time and had escaped far enough, but they were still overtaken by this sacrificial calamity light.

The moment they turned back, they vaporized and disappeared in the dazzling light.

"What power is this?"

Prajna, Mu Lingxi, and Zhang Xingchen were caught up. They had no time to think about it and were annihilated in the calamity light.

Nothing is left!

…

"A small amount of calamity, a small amount of calamity for the immortals in the God Realm, after all, still cannot be stopped..."

Queen Xue and Emperor Ming stopped in front of the surging sacrificial light, their faces full of sadness, helplessness, and worry about Zhang Ruochen's situation.

In the end, both of them were swallowed up by the robbery light.

…

"Are Di Chen and the Queen still alive? Is this a large or small calamity?"

"In the end of the world, how can human power fight against heaven and earth?"

"The Immortals of the God Realm have been laying out their plans in the Wuding Divine Sea for many years. Today, they finally triggered the world-destroying tribulation light. The entire universe will be annihilated in the tribulation light. Where can we escape?"

Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, Han Xue, Kong Lanyou, Luo Ji, Ling Feiyu, Qing Qing, Ao Linglong, Zhang Chuanzong, Zhang Yuyan..., hundreds of gods formed a formation, and worked together to drive the artifacts and weapons to attack the oncoming sacrificial robbery.

Wherever the robbery passed, the artifacts turned into droplets.

One after another, the beautiful figures turned into blood mist and became sacrifices on the altar of heaven and earth.

…

"Can't escape? I don't believe it, you go first, I'll cover you!"

Chi Xingtian roared, and the demonic energy burst out of his body, and he played out billions of rules, which merged into a torrent and sent the eight-winged Yaksha dragon to the direction of the heavenly universe, and then turned around and released the world of the gods.

"Roar!"

This world of the gods was melted by the ancestral realm of the great demon god and the sky demon, which was enough to span the world.

However, facing the sacrificial calamity that came in an instant, Chi Xingtian's divine world was blown away like sand, his armor melted, his bones burned through, and his indestructible body turned into fragments.

The eight-winged Yaksha dragon also failed to escape and died hundreds of millions of miles away.

…

These tragic and desperate scenes flashed before Zhang Ruochen's eyes, quickly disappeared, and were submerged by the sacrificial calamity light along with the vast sea of ​​stars.

He and Ji Fanxin were very fast.

They were faster than the spreading speed of the sacrificial calamity light, transcending the rules of time, speed, and space. In a moment, they entered the heavenly universe.

Zhang Ruochen suddenly stopped, ignoring his injuries, and looked back.

The vast universe, the once glorious and prosperous Sword Realm star field, turned into bright spots of light, occupying half of the field of vision.

There used to be thousands of worlds coexisting there, millions and tens of millions of planets nurturing life, thousands of races standing side by side, and flowers blooming everywhere. There were his family and relatives, his disciples and friends, and hundreds of millions of monks who trusted him and followed him.

Now, everyone is dead!

No one escaped.

Everything no longer exists, turning into sacrifices for this doomsday sacrifice, becoming nutrients for the immortals in the God Realm.

It is not bloody, but cruel and cold, hitting the heart directly.

It is enough to make the strongest iron man in the world cry, and to make his heart full of holes.

There are several holes on Zhang Ruochen's body, showing the ancestor's mysterious bones, his robes are bright red, and blood is flowing countlessly, which is pierced by the sacrificial robbery light.

If it weren't for his strong cultivation and defense, and sufficient preparation, plus Ji Fanxin's support outside the Wuding Divine Sea, his injuries would be more than ten times more serious.

Ji Fanxin was not worried about Zhang Ruochen's physical injuries, which were nothing to the ancestor, but he was worried about his emotions and state of mind, saying: "The Second Confucian Patriarch broke into the Heavenly Palace earlier, which distracted me, otherwise it would not be so easy for Ji Tian to self-destruct his divine source successfully."

Niangniang Shi Ji stood behind Ji Fanxin, shrouded in the divine light of the ancestor, and said: "Jie Tian's ancestral divine source must be controlled by the thoughts of the ancestor of time and space. It is as difficult as ascending to heaven to stop it. It's no wonder that the girl."

Zhang Ruochen's face was frighteningly calm, and the nine tripods on his body flashed nine different lights. He said in an unprecedented low tone: "No need to explain, don't blame anyone. Just Even if there is no Heaven Tribulation, there will be Heavenly Demons or Lord Murong appearing there. "

"From the beginning, I entered the Wuding Sea alone and asked you to stay outside to welcome me. Wasn't it because I knew that this trip would be dangerous? Since you knew it in advance, there is nothing unacceptable about the current result. "

The calmer Zhang Ruochen was, the more worried Ji Fanxin was: "You are half right! The current result is within our expectations. But the reason why we took the initiative to attack the Wuding Sea is not to avoid this worst result?"

"Do you think the current result is the worst?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and headed north.

The sacrificial calamity light is rushing towards the heavenly universe at an unknown speed of tens of thousands of times the speed of light.

Every creature, matter, energy, and rules are ignited wherever it passes.

Only the altar pattern remains.

In every great world, there are more than tens of millions of altars left from ancient times to the present. After the great world disappeared under the sacrificial calamity light, these densely packed altars were preserved, emitting beams of light, connecting to the God Realm.

It is because these altars are constantly activated and operated, bursting out the power of sacrifice, that the sacrificial calamity light can spread infinitely, and the destructive energy continues layer by layer without reduction.

This is more terrible than the small calamity of life and death launched by the Nether Ancestor!

The power source of the small calamity of life and death is the life and death world in the Biluo Pass.

It is unique and relatively easy to stop.

Once the doomsday sacrifice launched by the Time and Space Ancestor is started, every altar in the universe will be the source of power, endless.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Space is decaying, and all the ways are being wiped out. In a short period of time, the star field centered on the Sword Realm has completely disappeared. Two days later, the sacrificial calamity light will spread to the Heavenly Court Universe, and then sweep across all the worlds."

"Within ten days, the entire universe will disappear, and all living beings and matter will cease to exist."

"Doomsday sacrifice, all living things are sacrificed."

"What a magnificent sacrifice, it has been preparing for this moment since ancient times! A large number of calamities are to restart the universe, and it... is to completely wipe out the universe, leaving only me alive."

Niangniang Shiji said: "So the essential purpose of the God Realm to build the Heaven and Earth Altar is for this doomsday sacrifice? The so-called four main altars are completely confusing and make us fall into misunderstandings. In fact, the other three are not important at all. The most important one is only the one on the Wuding Divine Sea."

"Maybe there are two, and the God Realm must have another one." Ji Fanxin pinched his fingertips and saw a corner of the most core area of ​​the God Realm.

The wounds on Zhang Ruochen's body were healing quickly, and he said: "To start the doomsday sacrifice, even if your cultivation is as high as the level of the ancestors of time and space, you can't do it easily. You must use the ultimate destructive energy of the origin of the ancestor god to ignite the main altar, thus Use the method of offering sacrifices to raise sacrifices to activate the altar in the universe and complete this carefully planned small amount of tribulation.”

Empress Shiji said: "If it is true as Di Chen said, the self-destruction of the divine source by the ancestor is the key to triggering the main altar. Why didn't the ancestors of time and space launch the sacrifice in advance? Thousands of years ago, the main altar on the Wudingshen Sea was almost built. ! Why wait until you reach the main altar to start? Doesn’t this increase the risk?”

Ji Fanxin answered her doubts: "Because, Human Ancestor must severely injure or even kill Di Chen and me, otherwise everything may be in vain. But he did not expect that Di Chen would enter the Wuding Divine Sea alone. He did not expect that Di Chen would enter the Wuding Divine Sea alone. Di Chen alone can break the formation of the entire star field and repel all the dark lords."

Empress Shiji understood everything and said: "What the girl said about Renzu may have failed, does it mean that Renzu's life gate has been exposed? In the God Realm?"

Ji Fanxin nodded, with flames of war igniting in his eyes: "This duel has just begun."

After the Doomsday Sacrifice is started, all energy and matter will converge towards the God Realm.

As Ji Fanxin said, there must be a main altar in the God Realm to absorb the harvested energy for the ancestors of time and space to enjoy.

If the ancestors of time and space cannot deal with the two major threats of Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin in advance, how can they have the chance to enjoy the harvested sacrifice energy?

Empress Shi Ji said with a smile: "Di Chen and the girl were already on guard, and their tactics were superb, but they were not seriously injured. Didn't Renzu's plan fail? This miscalculation is doomed for him to be completely defeated."

Ji Fanxin looked at Zhang Ruochen and saw that he didn't say a word and his eyes were gloomy. He said: "I tested out Renzu's intention and escaped unscathed, but at the cost of the entire Sword Realm. This trial... The confrontation is a lose-lose situation!”

The more you care, the more you lose.

From the perspective of Empress Shiji, she doesn't care about the life and death of the monks in the Sword Realm Star Region. No matter how many big worlds are destroyed, no matter how many planets are turned into powder, she will not have any mood swings, and naturally she will not think that her side has failed.

On the contrary, I felt that Zhang Ruochen forced Ren Zu to reveal his intentions in advance in Wuding Divine Sea and took the initiative in this duel, which was a victory.

Now all we have to do is join hands to conquer the God Realm and destroy the main altar of the God Realm, and all the life-long plans of the ancestors of time and space will be in vain.

The Doomsday Sacrifice has already begun, and of course it is impossible to stop it.

Even if the entire universe is destroyed by then, it won't be a big deal, at least there will still be a God Realm. In the God Realm, these ancestors can even take a share of the pie, absorb part of the sacrificial energy, and achieve advancement in cultivation.

Empress Shiji said: "This universe is destined to be destroyed, and time is running out! Girl, Di Chen, we can't wait any longer, summon the gods in the universe to conquer the God Realm. Now the initiative is in our hands!"

Ji Fanxin looked at Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You underestimate Renzu too much! Renzu must have calculated this duel countless times and considered every possibility. The current result is indeed not what he wants to see, but I think it must be Within the possibilities of his calculations.”

"Di Chen and I have the same view!"

After giving it some thought, Ji Fanxin added: "The reason why Human Ancestor chose to let Jie Tian self-destruct the divine source to deal with you, and to launch the Doomsday Sacrifice in the Sword Realm, I think the most important purpose is still to attack your heart, to make you My Taoist mind collapsed, causing me to lose control and make wrong decisions. At the same time, it also led me to the abyss of death!”

"Can one person's calculation be so deep? So far, it has only been to defeat Di Chen's Taoist heart?" Empress Shiji felt a chill in her vest.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Otherwise, why would Brahma Heart say that I have no chance of winning?"

Empress Shi Ji said: "Di Chen's heart is firm and has not been affected. This is probably completely beyond Ren Zu's expectation."

"Is that true?"

Ji Fanxin knew Zhang Ruochen as well as Ren Zu, and perhaps he could bear Jie Tian's death. Maybe he can bear the fall of Chi Yao and the God of Nu Tian.

But, seeing all the creatures in the Sword World being wiped out with his own eyes, does he really feel at peace?

Zhang Ruochen did not answer Ji Fanxin directly, but said: "Banxin, if our ancestors made a move, they must have exposed their secrets and trump cards. How much insight have you gained?"

Ji Fanxin has been fighting with the ancestors of time and space in the field of divine thoughts and rules, saying: "From the moment the doomsday sacrifice began, the secrets of the divine world were leaked. I...should have understood everything!"

"Let's talk about the Heavenly Court first. The Heavenly Demon is indeed the secret chess piece of the Human Ancestor. It was he who attacked Haotian."

…

Heaven, the Temple of Truth.

Haotian stood proudly on the top of the Star Cliff holding a black and yellow halberd. There was a foot-long knife wound on his back. His spine was cut off, but his body was not broken.

With piercing eyes, he looked at the legendary stalwart demonic figure opposite.

It was this man who severely wounded him with a knife.

This seemingly burly and unruly demon overlord once ended the turmoil and killings in ancient times and suppressed all the great demons into the Netherworld Dungeon. He was the ancient ancestor that Haotian greatly admired when he was young.

It is Haotian's lifelong dream to fight against him.

But at this moment when the two were facing each other, Haotian looked at him with no fighting spirit or respect, only pity.

After the death of the Red Crow King, Xingtian Cliff naturally fell into the hands of the demon.

The demon's exposed chest, full of muscular arcs, had a huge blood-red rune pattern.

If you look carefully, you will find that the runes are imprinted into his body and soul, and even the sea of ​​consciousness turns blood red.

"Cough...cough..."

Meng Ge's flesh and blood reunited, and he slowly climbed up in a huge pit shaped like a hand. He was extremely injured.

He couldn't understand the blood talisman on the demon's chest, but he saw the stone knife in the demon's hand.

This stone knife fell into the hands of Empress Shi Ji after Zhang Ruochen's death. After Empress Shi Ji was suppressed and killed by the Seventy-Two-Story Tower, the stone knife was returned to the God Realm.

Now, the stone knife that once belonged to the Demon was back in his hands.

Everything is self-explanatory!

"So...so you have been using me all this time just for today?" Meng Ge's eyes were like an angry beast, he roared, and his long hair stood up upside down.

He couldn't accept that the person he respected the most since ancient times returned in this way.

Where has the magnanimous and carefree demon of the past gone?

Over the years, the demon has been hiding in Meng Ge's divine world for many years.

In order to keep this secret, Meng Ge deceived many people because of his absolute trust in the demon.

As for Haotian, it was because he trusted Meng Ge that he was severely wounded by the demon, and then pulled into the "Time, Space and Sky Map" and trapped inside.

The demon didn't say a word at all, and the aura of the ancestor demon locked on Haotian.

"He is no longer the demon he once was. He is just an ancestor puppet of the immortal immortal in the divine world. He has no will and spirit of his own at all."

Haotian said again: "I am locked by his sword intention. As long as I move, he will attack. In my current state, it is difficult to make a quick victory. You have to quickly find the exit of the "Time, Space and Sky Map" …”

"boom!"

The mighty sword intent of the demon turned into thousands of ancient demon knights, charging towards them in the artistic conception dimension.

Each ancient demon knight has an aura of power close to that of the seventy-two demon gods, with a murderous aura that devours the sky and the earth.

In the dimension of artistic conception, Haotian burst out with dazzling light, condensing into a divine general of punishment in silver armor and gold robes.

The strength of these Heavenly Punishment God Generals is comparable to that of the Nine Gods of War in Tiangong, fighting against the sweeping Ancient Demon Knights.

Meng Ge couldn't see the artistic world of the two ancestors in front of him, but he could feel the cold air released by the sword and halberd. With his current level of cultivation, his soul trembled.

Obviously, the injury on Haotian's back was serious enough to affect his combat effectiveness, otherwise he would not have been restrained by the insane demon.

He is healing.

As long as he recovers from his injuries, he is sure to defeat the demon quickly.

"There must be some reason why the demon is attacking Haotian at this time. Could it be that... the decisive battle between the ancestors on the Wuding Sea of ​​Gods has already begun?"

Mongo realized that the situation might be more critical than he expected.

If it was because of his mistakes that Di Chen fell into an unfavorable situation in the duel with the Immortal, then it would really be a huge disaster, and he would not be able to escape the blame for his death.

…

"Jie Tian can't be found!"

"Master is also missing, what should we do now?"

"The doomsday bell of the Heavenly Palace has been ringing for an hour. Something shocking has happened in the north. A small catastrophe has come, and a large catastrophe may also come!"

"It is said that Di Chen self-destructed the source of the ancestral god and died together with the immortals. But why is it that the destructive brilliance of the god's self-destruction has been spreading crazily with no sign of stopping at all?"

"Some gods estimate that the light of destruction will reach heaven in four days."

…

The entire Temple of Truth was in chaos, no one could calm down, even the gods were in panic.

The bells of the Heavenly Palace kept ringing. Nothing like this had ever happened before, which meant that the situation had deteriorated to the most critical point.

The sky will perish and the earth will collapse.

Green Silk Snow flew to the top of the Temple of Truth, and a long divine voice came out: "Go to the Heavenly Palace first. The twenty heavens and all the world gods flew over like a meteor shower. Ancient God Panyuan and Dragon Lord must know what happened. thing."

Chi Kongle stood on the shore of the Sea of ​​Truth, gazing at the gradually brightening northern starry sky. A subtle feeling arose in his heart. Although he was still determined, tears ran down his cheeks, and he said to himself: "The queen has died, and I can no longer feel her breath!"

"Zhang Fannu seems to be dead too... They are all dead, are they all dead?" Zen Master Yanshu roared.

This catastrophe happened so suddenly, no one could accept such a result.

"Impossible, how is it possible?"

Zhang Hongchen gritted his lips and teeth, his face turned pale, he shook his head repeatedly, and then turned into a bright sword light and rushed out of the heaven, heading towards the northern universe.

"Sword World, the thousands of worlds in the Sword World were just wiped out like ashes?"

"What about Di Chen? Did he really die together with the immortal?"

"Empress, Master!"

Xiao Hei, A Le, Yan Ying'er, Zhang Gushen... countless streams of light flew out of the heaven and threw them towards the northern universe.

Their families and close friends were there.

If we want to die, we must die together.

When everyone was losing control of their emotions and rushing to the Heavenly Palace or the Great Wall of Beizawa, Chan Bing searched everywhere in the Temple of Truth, walking very fast and not sparing every corner.

She is the only monk in today's court who knows about Haotian's return.

Such a big thing happened, but Haotian didn't show up to stabilize the situation and people's hearts. Even Jie Tian and Meng Ge were missing.

Chan Bing has reason to believe that some kind of accident occurred in the Temple of Truth.

The wonderful Zen girl understood Chan Bing's abnormal behavior, chased after him, and asked through a message: "Bingzu, what are you looking for?"

Now that things have happened, Chan Bing naturally no longer hides anything from her.

Inform the news of Haotian's secret return.

The wonderful Zen girl frowned: "It's too abnormal for three people to disappear at the same time. This matter must be related to Meng Ge. Xiang Chunan!"

"Wow!"

Xiang Chunan was captured from the air by the beautiful Zen girl and brought to him.

Under the leadership of Xiang Chunan, the three of them kept jumping through space, searching for the realm of truth, even the world of nothingness. Any place where Meng Ge might appear was repeatedly explored with spiritual thoughts, down to the smallest detail.

If Di Chen has fallen into the Wuding Divine Sea, he must find Haotian. Only he can lead everyone to continue to resist.

In the doomsday crisis, only the ancestors can carry the banner.

Finally, the three of them saw the "Time, Space, and Sky Map" suspended in mid-air on the ancient ruins Conferring Gods Platform.

…

In the battle with the God Realm, the ghost clan lost the World Tree, and only Fengdu Ghost City was brought out.

It has turned into an abandoned city, with ruins everywhere, barren tombs, endless bones, piles of beams, pillars and rubble.

After the incident in the northern starry sky, all the monks in the city who were preparing to rebuild Fengdu Ghost City stopped.

They were separated by who knows how many light years, but the entire starry sky was trembling.

From the direction of the destruction of brilliance, a sound that spanned time and space came, like dull thunder or the sound of metal friction. It was not loud, but it shocked the soul.

The aura was so terrifying that all the ghosts and gods froze in front of it, just like mortals facing the coming tsunami.

"Ouch!"

It was in this panicky mood that a dragon's roar came from the starry sky and resounded throughout Fengdu Ghost City.

The body of the swastika green dragon, as huge as a divine ridge, lies across the sky above Fengdu Ghost City.

Yan Wushen jumped down from the dragon's head and landed outside the Central Ghost Emperor's Mansion.

"Swish!"

Suzaku Huowu, Yang Yun Ghost Emperor, Zhou Qi Ghost Emperor, Hun Qi... a powerful man from the ghost clan descended, and they were all enveloped in soul fire.

Yan Wushen glanced at them with a stern look, and then made an action that the ghost gods could not understand.

He knelt down on one knee towards the gate of the Ghost Emperor's Mansion and shouted: "The Immortals of the God Realm have launched a small amount of calamities, and the doomsday sacrifices will soon reach the Hell Realm. Yan Wushen wants to attack the Great Ancestral Realm and lead The ten tribes of hell are fighting for a chance of survival, but the soul's injury cannot be healed in a short time, and breaking through the realm cannot be achieved overnight, so I came to Fengdu Ghost City to borrow something from the emperor."

"What?"

In the Ghost Emperor's Mansion, the deep voice of Emperor Fengdu rang out.

Yan Wushen knelt on his knees, but his power, which was comparable to that of his ancestor, was not diminished at all. He shouted loudly: "The soul of the great emperor!"

"Please make it happen, Emperor!"

…

"Bang!"

Yan Wushen knocked hard on the ground.

If he could see other possibilities, with Yan Wushen's pride, he would never kneel down to anyone.

This kneeling costs the life of Emperor Fengdu.

There were loud shouts and angry scoldings, and it was not until Emperor Fengdu walked out of the Ghost Emperor's Mansion that the gods became quiet.

Emperor Fengdu stared at Yan Wushen kneeling below for a long time, and said: "Your talent, Yan Wushen, is the best in the hell realm in hundreds of millions of years. However, before the battle to protect the world tree of the Yama clan, I didn't look at it at all. I have to live up to you. Before that, I didn’t see any responsibility or responsibility in you, and you were far behind Zhang Ruochen.”

Immediately, Emperor Fengdu softened his tone: "I would like to ask you, if you become the founder of the realm, how will you fight for the survival of the ten clans in hell?"

"This universe is doomed to destruction, but the God Realm is still there. If we can't stop the doomsday sacrifice, then we will change our homes and lead the ten tribes of monks to fight against the God Realm. Even if we lose, every drop of blood will be shed."

Yan Wushen knocked his head down again, his long hair was wild, and his words were sonorous: "Let's go, Emperor! If Yan Wushen is not dead, the hell realm will last forever. From now on, leave your responsibilities and responsibilities to me!"