God Emperor

Being called a demi-god-class ship naturally involves more than just flying fast.

Zhang Ruochen traveled around the ship and found many powerful divine patterns, as well as some poorly researched formation inscriptions. It was difficult to predict how powerful these divine patterns and formation inscriptions would be after they were activated. Defense and attack power.

Perhaps this ship is the reason Ji Fanxin dares to meet Bai Qing'er.

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The starry sky seemed to be static for eternity, with bright meteors occasionally flying by, plunging into the dark triangle star field like a stagnant black pool, dying quickly and dimming in light.

Demigod-class ships have been flying along the edge of the dark star field, and can span a hundred thousand miles in one breath.

About a day later, they arrived at the star field near where the three major forces were stationed.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the ship and looked from a distance.

I saw a black mountain of corpses, a metal ghost tower more than 10,000 meters high, and a gigantic white skeleton of a great holy beast, suspended at the edge of the dark star field.

On the corpse mountain, there are palaces, caves, stone bridges, and waterfalls turned into the evil water of the Yellow Spring.

There are eight floating rope bridges built in eight directions of the metal ghost tower. There are ghost soldiers and ghost generals escorting groups of dead souls towards the tower.

The white bones of the great holy beast were a bit bigger than the mountain of corpses and the ghost tower. On the leg bones, there are roads built for galloping horses. There are caves dug into the ribs.

On the head, where the mouth is, is a huge pool of blood. There are bone race monks pushing each creature into the blood pool. The body of the creature melted, its flesh and blood was peeled off, and turned into white bones, becoming a member of the bone soldiers.

In the center of the corpse mountain, the ghost tower, and the bones of the great holy beast, there is a flat floating island connected to each other by iron cables and air bridges.

On the floating island, more than a dozen undead monks wrapped in black robes were building a large space teleportation array. Corpse soldiers, ghost generals, and bone soldiers carried a steady stream of materials over.

Given heart sighed: "You see, for the monks in the hell world, as long as they find a big world, they will regard the monks, mortals, beasts, and monsters in that big world as food and as food. Prey is regarded as a source of troops.”

"But they have never thought that if all the creatures in the big world die, who will they eat? I'm afraid they can only kill each other, and eventually the entire universe will perish."

"This is the result of only knowing destruction and not knowing creation. Only knowing death but not knowing life."

"Do you know why the Shura, Rakshasa, and Immortal Blood Clan can only be the lower three tribes? It's not that these three tribes are not strong enough, but because most of these three tribes are living beings."

Zhang Ruochen knew that she said this because she wanted to tell him that the hell world was not a long-term place. If the hell realm completely defeats the heaven, the creatures in the hell realm will be the first to die.

In the hell world, death is the most fundamental ideology.

The living beings help the undead to kill living beings, and sooner or later, they themselves will be killed by the undead.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I only know life, but I don't know death. What is the result?"

Ji Fan was slightly startled.

She practiced the way of life, but she didn't think about this issue in reverse.

"Life and death must coexist, and there needs to be a balance between the two. Three hundred thousand years ago, twenty heavens could grasp this balance, so the entire universe was prosperous. Three hundred thousand years ago, this balance was broken, and It takes one person, or a group of people, to reshape the balance and establish a new order," Zhang Ruochen said while looking at the stars.

Ji Fanxin looked at Zhang Ruochen and felt that at this moment, he exuded a unique charm and had a fatal temptation, just like nectar to bees and candles to moths.

At this moment, she is that greedy bee and irrational moth.

"Of course, with our current level of cultivation, there is absolutely no need to consider this matter. We live in this unbalanced era, and if we can't control ourselves, how can we control the world and the universe?"

Zhang Ruochen took out Shen Yuan's ancient sword. The sword was as cold as frost. He stared sideways at Ji Fanxin and said, "With your mental power, can you stop them from sending out the message?"

"It should be no problem." Givenchy wore a veil and said softly.

Xue Tu, who had woken up a long time ago and had been pretending to be dead, suddenly got up and said: "Brother, I want to fight side by side with you."

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Ruochen ignored him and used Space Shift. Every step he took was a thousand miles away.

In an instant, he came close to where the three major forces were stationed, hanging in the void, and his body erupted with the brilliance of divine fire that was as dazzling as the blazing sun.

On the floating island in the center, more than a dozen black-robed undead who were setting up a space teleportation array were the first to feel his power fluctuations and all looked over.

"Why did a sun suddenly appear?"

"No, it's a great sage, a very powerful great sage."

"Who is it? Such a powerful aura. Is it a monk from your Eternal Life Palace?"

Those undead monks with lower cultivation levels were still discussing.

Suddenly, a huge black sword with a length of ten thousand feet appeared in the sky above their heads, and it struck down as if it was going to cut off the heaven and the earth.

"No, hurry up, activate the defensive formation."

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"Boom!"

The ancient sword of Shen Yuan turned into a giant form and split the black corpse mountain into two. The palace collapsed, the stone bridge broke, waterfalls flew, and countless corpse clan monks scattered into the void.

The giant sword slashed out again, breaking the bones of the great holy beast into pieces.

Pieces of huge bones flew towards the distant starry sky.

Only the bone cultivators with strong cultivation base in the Holy Realm flew out from their bones like light spots, and they let out angry long roars and cold curses from their mouths.

Zhang Ruochen struck out with his third sword and landed on the metal ghost tower more than 10,000 meters high.

In the metal ghost tower, there was a big figure from the ghost clan sitting in charge and a defensive formation was activated. Densely dense and strange lines appeared on the surface of the ghost tower, blooming with a jet-black brilliance.

"Bang!"

The giant sword encountered an obstacle dozens of feet away from the ghost tower and failed to cut through the jet-black brilliance.

In the ghost tower, a deep voice sounded, shaking the universe: "Zhang Ruochen, you actually came to my door. Do you know that I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"It turns out to be Zhang Ruochen."

More than a dozen black-robed undead on the central floating island united to exert space power. The dense space cracks turned into a storm and rushed toward Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the void and Shen Yuan's ancient sword returned to its original size and fell into his hand.

Then, the other people's swords merged into one, ignoring the incoming space storm, and turned into a rapid sword light, flying towards the metal ghost tower.

The sword light passed through the space storm, and the light became brighter and brighter.

The form formed by the light is a huge flower.

"A thought blooms!"

The huge flowers hit the surface of the metal ghost tower, causing the black formation light to tremble violently. The sword light flew out from the flower like a needle, penetrated the formation, and sank into the tower.

In this star field, all the eyes of the undead are looking at the metal ghost tower, and they are extremely horrified.

How could Zhang Ruochen be so powerful?

The ghost tower's defensive formation couldn't stop him.

There was a slight silence for a moment, then there was a crash, and the metal ghost tower collapsed layer by layer from top to bottom, turning into metal fragments.

Two figures, one black and one white, flew out from the bottom of the tower and fought fiercely.

The white figure is naturally Zhang Ruochen.

The black figure is wearing ghost armor, with flying black hair. His cultivation has reached the realm of life and death. He is clearly a powerful man who shakes heaven and hell, Yu.

He is also the sixth son of the Ghost Lord.

Mio's elder brother and Mio's younger brother.

Seeing this scene, the undead monks scattered throughout the star field realized that something was wrong. Zhang Ruochen was stronger than they expected.

So, some monks burned the message light talisman and punched it out.

The communication light talisman flew not far, and suddenly stopped strangely, then exploded and turned into a ball of jade powder.

"The Great Sage of Spiritual Power is hiding in the dark."

More monks used messenger light talismans to spread the news and recruit reinforcements.

It's a pity that even if the communication light talisman flies out like raindrops, after flying to a certain area, it still explodes and is completely destroyed.

An atmosphere of fear filled the air.

Zhang Ruochen must have brought powerful helpers. This is his plan to destroy them all without leaving any one behind.

Just as they were planning to break out from different directions, Men's screams sounded.

The outcome has been decided.

Zhang Ruochen used a strange and unparalleled sword technique, which triggered the time mark between heaven and earth.

The time stamps gathered into a bright moon. Under the light of the bright moon, time seemed to have stopped. Yu stood there unable to move, and was pierced through the chest by Zhang Ruochen's sword.

Yu's ghost body was shattered by the impact of the sword energy.

The ghost was killed by Zhang Ruochen's sword soul.

Completely fallen, there is no chance to reunite with the ghost body.

There was no sound from heaven and earth, and all the monks present were shocked.

That was Yu, the sixth son of the Ghost Lord. He was a strong man who was destined to become a god. How could he be killed by Zhang Ruochen like this?

It was so dreamy that no monk wanted to believe it was true.

Must be an illusion.

It wasn't until Zhang Ruochen grabbed the Holy Source from the ghost mist that they woke up and fled in all directions like crazy.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen was refining the remnant soul of the Holy Source Zhongyu, and dense purple vines flew out from his back.

The light of thunder and fire flowed on the purple vines, one was divided into hundreds, one hundred was divided into ten thousand, ten thousand was divided into millions... Soon, the vines covered thousands of miles in radius, turning into a sea of ​​vine leaves and thunder and fire, entangling the undead one after another. , confinement.

Zhang Ruochen stepped forward, and the enchanting figure of Demonic Sound appeared behind her. Her eyes were wild and excited, and all the vines flew out from her hair.

She regarded those undead monks as nutrients, constantly sucking them up, transforming them into the rules of the holy way in her body, and her cultivation level increased rapidly.

The cultivation method of the Holy Flower Eater is completely different from that of other monks. After integrating the Dharma Body, he can reach the supreme state. However, there are only one trillion rules of the Holy Dao in his body.

However, as long as you give it enough and enough nutrients, it can continuously improve its cultivation.

Other monks are different. They need to accumulate the rules of the holy way for a long time in the realm of ten thousand deaths. The more rules of the holy way accumulated, the stronger the initial supreme body will be. After reaching the supreme realm, the upper limit will be higher.

Generally speaking, the upper limit is two to three times the initial supreme body.

For example, a great sage accumulated three trillion rules of the holy way at the peak of the realm of ten thousand deaths, and used these rules of the holy way to condense the supreme body.

Then the upper limit of his future in the Supreme Realm, and the total number of rules in his body, can only be within the range of six trillion rules of the holy way to nine trillion rules of the holy way.

It is impossible to reach ten trillion paths and become a demigod.

If you can't become a demigod, you can't become a god either.

Therefore, most great sages who aspire to become gods, at the peak of their ten thousand deaths, must accumulate four trillion rules of the holy way before they can seek a breakthrough. It's just that the vast majority of great sages who are destined to die and be reborn cannot do it.

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There is another chapter tonight.