Chapter 4169 The Last Expedition (1/2)

Zhang Ruochen believed that he had experienced countless storms and waves, as well as life and death, but at this moment, he was still emotionally agitated.

Decision is so difficult, like walking on a single-plank bridge. One step to the left leads to an abyss, one step to the right leads to an abyss. There is only one choice.

Scanning the figures in front of me, each of their eyes was so eager and determined.

"Did you say goodbye to Sixue properly?"

Zhang Ruochen patted Xiang Chunan on the shoulder. This third brother didn't know how to hide himself. His eyes were full of tears like rain filling the tidal lake.

Xiang Chunan nodded vigorously.

Zhang Ruochen asked again: "Where are the children?"

"Everything is fine! Brother, you should know that there are no cowards in the Temple of Truth." Xiang Chunan said.

"Of course I know that back then, the old palace master was unyielding and hated evil as much as hatred. Without her, Zhang Ruochen would not be where he is today."

Zhang Ruochen looked at the Five Dragon God Emperor, Venerable Cihang, Shang Tian, ​​Xuanyuan Lian, Hai Shang Youruo, Feng Yan, Feng Xi, Han Qiu, and Xuanji Sword God, and said: "Cultivation is a step-by-step process, one step at a time How easy is it to break through the footprints in just half a day? This requires unimaginable resources and energy, and many people will die. "

"If time goes against the flow, there is indeed hope to save the thousands of big worlds in the Undefinite Sea of ​​Gods, and there is also hope to eliminate the Doomsday Sacrifice at the source. However, this is against the rules of heaven and earth, and is an enemy of the order of cause and effect, and more people will die. "

"The so-called I am the way of heaven is just a conjecture."

"I can't lie to you, I must tell you the truth. I am not omnipotent, and I cannot bring the dead back to life. If I die here, if I die in the long river of time, I will really be wiped out!"

Feng Xi clasped his hands in front of his chest, lowered his eyebrows and said, "As long as we have the slightest illusion of surviving, we will never come here. Di Chen looks down on us!"

"No matter how many sacrifices are made, it is better than the entire universe being destroyed by the Doomsday Sacrifice. Brother, you should know better than us what is more important. If my mother-in-law and mother continue... I may not be able to bear it anymore..."

Feng Yan's body is constantly breaking apart, and the colorful merit energy in his body is erupting like a volcano.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

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Countless gods from the Sword Realm's star domain rushed to arrive from far and near from the depths of the starry sky.

There are Zhang Ruochen's beauties, such as Bai Qing'er, Yuan Sheng, Wu Yue, Yueshen, Yan Zhexian, Yu Chenjing and others. They all have their long hair tied up and are wearing battle clothes and armor. Some people are holding guns, some are holding sticks... There is no charming makeup, no gorgeous clothes, just a chilling atmosphere of an iron horse.

There are also children, such as Zhang Hongchen, Chi Kongle, Zhang Suihe, Yan Ying'er, Zhang Gushen, Zhang Su'e, and Zhang Beize. Their eyes are like torches, and the soldiers in their hands are shining with cold light.

There are also close friends who have accompanied him through thorns and hardships, such as Xiao Hei and A Le, as well as Tunxiang Rabbit and Demon Ape who have been practicing with Gai Mie all year round.

Almost all the Sword Realm monks who survived and could have stayed in Heaven arrived.

Zhang Ruochen knew very well that they, including Xiang Chunan and others, were able to reach the northern universe so quickly because of Ji Fanxin's handiwork.

In the space crack behind them are the tributaries of the Santu River.

Givenchy's intention was to use these people to force him to break through.

Chi Kongle held the battle sword in his hand, and his battle clothes were like iron sails. He said loudly: "Father! Queen Mother, Yu Yan, Xing Chen, and Ni Cai all died in the Wuding Sea of ​​Gods. Only by reversing time can they be saved. You yourself That’s right, no brother or sister can be missing!”

"Thousands of great worlds in the Sword Realm were annihilated there, and all blood, souls, matter, and energy were all turned into sacrifices to support the immortals. I will not give in!" Xiao Hei yelled.

"The whole world has been sacrificed. Even if we defeat the God Realm, we will still be completely defeated and lose everything. I am not willing to accept it!" Zhang Gushen said.

"Please Di Chen, break the realm and mend the sky, and lead us to conquer the God Realm."

"Please Di Chen, break the realm and mend the sky, reverse the calamity of sacrifice, and strive for the hope of survival for the universe. We are not afraid of sacrifice!"

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The realm of truth.

The heavens, the divine kings and gods, the divine army of divine punishment, and the heavenly soldiers and generals surrounded the God-conferring Platform with three floors inside and three floors outside.

The Temple of Time, the Temple of Space, the Palace of Formation Destruction, the Peerless Tower in the Red Dust, and the Chixia Feixian Valley... hundreds of top temples are suspended all over the sky, fixing time and space, and suppressing the rules of heaven and earth.

The corpse of the ancestral dragon hovers over the Conferring God Platform, and the dragon master stands between the two corners of the dragon's head.

Halfway up the mountain, the ancient god Panyuan rode a snow charcoal dragon colt, carrying a battle ax. The rules and order of the semi-ancestral peak were completely released, and the blood flow in the body was like thunder.

All the monks were staring at the "Map of Space, Time and Sky" on the Conferring God Stage.

Such a rigorous preparation and such a lineup show that the gods in heaven attach great importance to the demon.

The reason why they knew Tianmo and Haotian were inside was that Chan Bing sent a message in advance, and Zhang Ruochen informed them with his spiritual thoughts from the northern universe.

"Boom!"

Streams of divine light of divine punishment soared into the sky, gathered in mid-air, and hit the "Time, Space, and Sky Map."

Suddenly, a crack was torn open in the picture scroll world.

"Wow!"

Brilliant clear light shot out from the cracks. In an instant, it spread throughout the four continents of heaven, illuminating the sea of ​​clouds and the starry sky.

Meng Ge and Haotian rushed out from inside, one after the other.

As soon as Haotian rushed out, he immediately turned back, and the black and yellow halberd in his hand turned into an arrow, dragging out a bright tail, hitting the demon who was about to chase him out, and knocked it back into the "Time, Space and Sky Map".

"Where is the order of heaven?"

The divine voice of Haotian is mighty, with one hand pointing towards the sky.

Suddenly, the wind moved and the clouds ran, and the order of the heavenly rules gathered into a bright river of heaven, which fell from the sky and fell into the "Time and Space Map" to seal the demon inside.

Haotian knew too well that the existence of the demon would be turned upside down and blood would flow once it descended on the heaven.

Fortunately, the gods in the heaven had already prepared and gathered in the realm of truth to help him suppress it.

"It's really the Heavenly Lord, it's the Heavenly Lord of Haotian!"

The joy of the nine war gods, including Bian Zhuang and Zhao Gongming, could not be described in words. They turned into nine rays of divine light and flew quickly towards Haotian.

This is a friendship of more than a million years!

That ray of light is their spiritual support and belief, which cannot be replaced by anyone.

"The Heavenly Venerable is not dead. Like Emperor Chen, he has returned! He has returned as the ancestor!"

"Who said that the universe is destined to be destroyed? Don't you see that there is another ancestor born in this world to meet the end of the world?"

...

The order of the Heavenly Principle turned into thick chains, entangled the "Time and Space Map", and suppressed the evil spirit that was about to escape, and it was about to be suppressed.

Suddenly.

The star field of the Ten Thousand Worlds where the Heavenly Court was located shook.

A palm full of light crushed the void and appeared above the four continents of the Heavenly Court.

This palm, with infinite Dao, brought spiritual pressure to all cultivators, like the hand of heaven and the palm of the Great Dao. I don't know how many cultivators in the Ten Thousand Worlds were suppressed and knelt on the ground, their souls trembling.

Haotian looked up, his eyes were bright.

This breath did not belong to the Second Confucian Ancestor and Murong Lord. It was more terrifying than the Ten Thousand Invisibles of the Dark Lord. There was no doubt that the immortal in the God Realm had taken action!

"Hua! Hua! Hua..."

Zhen Yuan, Xian Xia Chi, Old Drunkard, Xian Music Master, Lan Xi, Princess Mo Die... and other powerful people were well prepared. They joined forces with the spiritual power gods of the Heavenly Court and more than one trillion spiritual power monks in the Ten Thousand Worlds to stimulate the Ten Thousand Worlds Great Array to the extreme.

Each big world is a formation platform.

Trillions of spiritual powers condensed to support a formation disk seal with a diameter of one light year to welcome the palm that fell from the sky.

Haotian put on the Heaven Punishment God Armor, grabbed the Xuanyuan family's Xuanyuan Halberd from the void, and grabbed the Xuan Emperor's Golden Seal with his other hand, and carried the Heaven Punishment World on his back.

Qinghui, Heaven Punishment Divine Light, Xuanhuang Shenxia made him look like a peerless god.

Haotian knew about the killing caused by Yong Zhou's intrusion into Xuanyuan City and the death of Xuanyuan Taizhen.

New and old hatreds turned into raging flames.

Carrying the power of the Heaven Punishment God Army's military formation, Haotian stabbed the sky with a halberd.

"Boom!"

The Xuanyuan Halberd collided with the giant hand of the sky, turning into a pillar of heaven that supported the Ten Thousand Worlds.

The power of the Human Ancestor was too terrifying. The Ten Thousand Worlds Array and the Heavenly Punishment Army could not resist it, and many cultivators were on the verge of collapse.

In the Heavenly Palace, the battle flag of the Thousand Armies flew out.

The battle flag swelled in the wind, releasing the light and shadow of the thousands of troops and horses, and bursting out the divine glory of the ancestor.

After the thousands of troops were stained with the divine glory of the ancestor, they looked like they were made of gold and iron.

This battle flag was left by Zhang Ruochen in the Heavenly Palace, and it contained his ancestor's power. At the critical moment, even if he was outside the 100,000 star fields, he could send the ancestor's divine power to protect the Heavenly Palace.

At the same time, Ji Fanxin also crossed the space and controlled thousands of tributaries of the Three Ways River, like the roots of a big tree spreading into the giant hand of the sky and dividing it.

It can be said that although Zhang Ruochen and Ji Fanxin were in the distant northern universe, they could still project their power to any place in the universe.

Just like the Space-Time Ancestor, his hand of the sky was also sent from the God Realm.

The Sky Hand was defeated, and the gods in the Heavenly Court all gained confidence and their morale was unprecedentedly boosted.

"Haha, the immortals are not invincible!"

"Space-Time Ancestor, do you dare to come to this world? The gods in the Heavenly Court will fight to the death with you!"

...

Haotian could not raise the slightest joy, because he found that although he defeated the Sky Hand, the "Space-Time Map" on the Conferred God Platform disappeared and was swept away by a space-time vortex.

If the Space-Time Ancestor really descended to the Heavenly Court, his combat power would only be more terrifying. Who could stop him?

Zhang Ruochen's voice rang in Haotian's mind: "The Ancestor will not descend to the Heavenly Court! Once he descends, Fan Xin and I will keep him in the Heavenly Court and make him unable to return to the God Realm."

"Doomsday sacrifice, is he going to wait for the opportunity in the God Realm?" Haotian said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You can lead the army to conquer the God Realm! He is my opponent. If he does not go down to the world, I will force him to fight."

Haotian felt a strong and sharp momentum in Zhang Ruochen's voice, just like a magic sword unsheathed, thundering and patrolling the sky, invincible.

Haotian soared into the sky and appeared at the top of the Ten Thousand Realms Star Region, shouting: "The ancestor of mankind stole the origin of the Heavenly Dao, and he took control of the Heavenly Dao but wanted to destroy the world. How can we accept our fate?"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The voices of the Ten Thousand Realms rang out like a tide.

"The Doomsday Sacrifice uses all living beings as sacrifices, eats flesh and blood, destroys homes, and leaves us no way to survive. Do the cultivators of the world dare to follow me, Xuanyuan Taihao, to conquer the God Realm? If you can't flatten the God Realm, bury your body in the God Realm."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The infinite fighting spirit was ignited, and the endless killing intent rushed to the sky.

Just as Haotian's halberd pierced through the space boundary between the Ten Thousand Worlds and the God Realm, with a loud bang, a six-path reincarnation seal rose into the sky in the Fengdu Ghost City.

The six divine lights tore through the sea of ​​stars, and Yama's evil spirit rushed straight into the God Realm.

The divine power of Huanghuang's ancestor exploded, and Yan Wushen was one body with Buddha and demon. He stepped on the boundless sea of ​​corpses, with thousands of Buddha lights above his head. His roar spread throughout the hell world: "Where is the army of the ten tribes of hell? Come to Fengdu Ghost City quickly. Today I, Yan Wushen, carry the Great Emperor of Fengdu His legacy is to pacify the divine world and kill all enemies."

The shadow under Yan Wushen's feet is exactly the form of Emperor Fengdu.

Emperor Fengdu was originally the enlightened earth soul of Xinghuan Tianzun, and the earth soul was the shadow.

Rakshasa tribe.

Empress Luo Gai has already assembled a large army. Gods, great saints, holy kings, saints, semi-saints, anyone who has the strength to fight, have all gathered in the military formation.

Even the light of fireflies must be gathered into the flames of ancestral killing.

Gushe Jingshen's armor was added to his body, his heroic spirit was intimidating, and underneath him was a divine beast mount, and he said: "Yan Wushen actually broke through the ancestors in this way!"

"Emperor Fengdu is indeed a hero of his generation. He sacrificed millions of years of cultivation to help his descendants, which is admirable!" said Luo Shengtian.

Empress Luo Yi said: "It's all a helpless move! Tianlao was trapped in the Jade Huang Realm. If there is no ancestor in the Hell Realm to lead, how can he conquer the God Realm? Yan Wushen is the only person who has the chance to become enlightened in a short time, and he did not let it go The emperor is disappointed. Brother, please stay and leave the seeds for the Rakshasa tribe!"

Luo Shengtian rode forward, riding a divine beast mount, and rushed into the ancient divine road leading to Fengdu Ghost City, saying: "What seeds should I leave behind? Either the whole family will die in battle, or the whole family will triumph."

Empress Luo Yi stopped trying to persuade her, and her phoenix eyes flashed: "Go to war!"

"Boom!"

The divine kings of the seven great divine kingdoms of the Rakshasa tribe led seven mighty armies, and with the support of thousands of formations, they rushed into the ancient divine road with Empress Luo Yi.

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"Leave!"

The powerful men of the new generation, such as Master Yi Xuan, Greedy Baby, and Fengchen Sword God, and a large number of Shura Palace Masters from the older generation, led the Shura army to walk in the void, pushing the space and rolling nebulae forward.

War flags are flying, drums and horns are shouting.

…

"Here you go to the God Realm and you will die for the rest of your life. The Immortal Vampire Clan has a tradition that the old one dies and the younger one dies. Xue Jue and Xia Huangchao, you two will stay here." The Immortal War God said.

"I think you are an old fool. Where did this bullshit tradition come from? I am the leader of the Immortal Vampire Clan, and I have the final say."

The leader of the Blood Jue clan released the Five Seas, raised the blood dragon halberd, and roared with a stern look: "Undead vampires, those who can breathe, follow the clan leader into the divine world and destroy the main altar. As long as the source of heaven is released, the emperor Chen will be invincible in the entire universe, and all human ancestors and eternal masters will be killed. This is our only chance to make a comeback, kill!"

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In the temple, Yan Ting put on heavy armor for Xue Tu, tears never drying up in her eyes.

She swallowed: "It's been hard to settle down for a few days, but we have to go to the battlefield again. When will this troubled world end?"

"The death knell has sounded. Yan Wushen, the clan leader, and the master have all sent orders. What can be done?"

"This is the last battle. Follow my senior brother, clan leader, and master to finish this battle and ensure eternal peace for the world."

"When the time comes... I will no longer be the palace master of the Horrible Palace, and I will no longer be tired of practicing. I will take you, and Ci'er, back to the Blood Sky Tribe, back to the ancestral land, and we will live a good life."

I have been tired of practicing all my life, fighting for opportunities, fighting for future, and fighting for destiny.

It seems that the scenery is endless, but in fact, his head is hanging on his belt, and he may die at any time. The blood slaughter is a little tired!

"Father...Father...are you leaving again?"

Xue Ci'er looked five or six years old, with a delicate and childish voice. She ran in from outside crying, her hair a little disheveled, as if she had just woken up.

She hugged Xue Tu's legs tightly and wouldn't let him leave.

"When father comes back, he will bring many gifts to Ci'er, and then he will never leave again!"

Xue Tu forced a smile, picked up his youngest daughter, and walked around in the hall.

Subsequently.

As Yan Ting and Xiao Ci'er looked on, they walked outside the palace.

Xue Tu knew very well that he had only been able to reach this point thanks to the blessing of good luck in his life. However, fighting in the God Realm is truly a life-or-death experience. This time, I’m afraid I won’t be able to come back!

The good luck has long since run out.

Looking back on the past, I think of my stern father, Lord Xueyao, of my acquaintance with my senior brother, of my disciples, Queen Xue and Fengtian, of my dangerous experiences in the Temple of Origin and the Abyss of Darkness...

Too many past events came to mind.

Until, the crying voice of the little daughter calling for "Father" came from behind. The tears in Xue Tu's eyes could no longer be stopped. He quickened his pace and strode away without daring to look back.

The last battle, after fighting this battle, he went back to reunite with them.