Patriarch Chongming was able to cultivate his spiritual power to the ninety-third level, so he was naturally not someone who would take it easy. The robe unfolded, and endless runes flew out from the collar and cuffs, shining like stars in the sky.

As a spiritual cultivator, he knows best the means of reserve, either the formation of attack, or the talisman of protection.

How easy is it to get close to the body of a person who is perfect?

"boom!"

The runes burst into pieces one after another, blooming like fireworks.

Patriarch Chongming stepped on the divine step, backed up again and again, his chest was bleeding from the impact of the punch, and his body was injured.

This is too strong!

Is he really only 10-20% combat power left?

Patriarch Chongming felt unbelievable, and felt even deeper fear towards Banzu, knowing that Wen Tianjun was extremely weak at the moment, but still retreated quickly.

His hands didn't stop, his ten fingers transformed into sharp claws kept making seals, and he summoned more protective and defensive arrays that he had prepared long ago.

"Aren't you going to do it? You must not let them escape from this space-time battlefield." Patriarch Chongming looked at Yan Wushen, Afuya, and Peacock Queen from the corner of his eye.

He was naturally worried.

Once Wen Tianjun and Can Deng escape, he will no longer be able to stay in the Heavenly Court Universe, unless he replaces Haotian.

But, will the gods of heaven and the universe obey him? Is Haotian so easy to kill?

"Chongming, you should never threaten me with a concubine."

Wen Tianjun's tiger eyes burned with divine flames, retracted the emperor's ruler, urged him with the half-ancestral spirit, and swung the ruler to chop.

Even though he was weak, his aura and fighting spirit were still strong, and the patriarch Chongming, who was comparable to the Tianzun level, was frightened to keep retreating, not daring to compete with him.

The divine ruler broke through the defensive formations one after another.

"Boom!"

The sound of the bowstring was like thunder.

The arrow from the sky pierced through the sky.

The order of the arrow path and the mystery of the arrow path coexist. With the blessing of the ancestor's spirit, the power of the first chapter of the artifact is stimulated to the extreme.

Wen Tianjun resisted with the emperor's ruler, but the power from the arrow was too strong, knocking him back a few steps, and many cracks appeared in his newly condensed body.

Afu Yayu held the divine bow, the bowstring was still trembling, and said softly: "It's amazing, you are so weak that you can still block my full-strength arrow."

Patriarch Chongming calmed down a little, and stopped retreating, saying: "Yan Wushen, Afuya, I attack from the front with a large formation of ten thousand monsters, you attack from the left and right sides, and destroy his new body first."

Dense demon lights flew out from the center of Chongming Patriarch's eyebrows.

It is a monster beast, roaring, some are demon spirits, some are demon corpses.

Obviously, this grand formation of ten thousand monsters is the real trump card of Patriarch Chongming, and a lot of effort has been devoted to it.

Afuya didn't need to obey the order of Chongming Patriarch, after retracting the arrow from the sky, she looked at the spirit of the dark sea and Candeng fighting on the other side.

In her opinion, Wen Tianjun is already their fish on the plate, so there is nothing to be afraid of. Guan Jian, who decides the outcome of the battle, is still in the body of the three half-ancestors who are still at their peak.

Yan Wushen calmed down and said: "The combat power of Candeng is too terrifying. Who would have thought that a Buddha who practiced warfare could be so fierce? Fortunately, the spirit of the underworld is in charge of the 18th floor of nether purgatory."

"The 18th layer of Hell Purgatory is the root of the Mingzu, and it contains many mysterious ways of the Mingzu." Afuya said.

Yan Wushen shook his head lightly, and said: "The Nether Purgatory can't suppress Candeng, we simply don't have the strength to kill the two of them."

As the number one person in the southern universe, Patriarch Chongming always said what he said, and he was naturally angry when he saw that Yan Wushen and Afuya didn't obey his will at all, and they talked about themselves, leaving him alone.

"If you bring Yaozu Ridge and Wutong Sacred Tree in, why do you need them to help each other?"

Patriarch Chongming unleashed his powerful spiritual power, mobilized the formation of ten thousand monsters to envelop Wen Tianjun, and said in a deep voice, "Do you two know what will happen if Candeng and Wen Tianjun escape from the battlefield of different time and space? Haotian Once you know that the old man is cooperating with you, will you still have a chance to rescue the suppressed Great Demon God?"

Yan Wushen glanced at Patriarch Chongming, but was not intimidated by his aura, and was not in a hurry.

Xu took out a single-legged bronze tripod, held it above his head, and said, "Although we can't kill them, we can still do it if we keep them here for a while."

"Wow!"

As the imprint of the Six Paths of Reincarnation appeared behind Yan Wushen, the air kept pouring into the bronze tripod.

Countless light spots imprinted with time appeared in the battlefield of different time and space, converging into a sea, a vast expanse of whiteness.

Bright brilliance appeared in Afuya's eyes, and she said, "Zhou Ding, the Ding of Time."

The sundial has been damaged, and it has to be limited by the spirit of the device.

But Zhou Ding obviously does not have such a limitation. Among the artifacts of time, it is more famous than sundials and demon niches.

"I will control the time and send you half-ancestors to the future."

Yan Wushen's body turned into a golden body, and his body continued to expand, like a Buddha and a demon, burning hellfire.

The Xingtian Cliff, which is millions of miles high, slowly emerges from the center of the six reincarnation imprints, extending outward like a stone bridge.

"Crash!"

Affected by Zhou Ding, the mighty river of time materialized and flowed under the Xingtian Cliff.

The Peacock Queen said with a look of incomparable admiration, "It's the power of the ancestor."

"That's right, it is the power of the ancestor left by Master in Xingtian Cliff. To be precise, this is not Xingtian Cliff under my feet, but Naihe Bridge."

Xingtianya is the real Naihe Bridge.

Even if Yan Wushen has mastered Zhou Ding, he still doesn't have the strength to exile the half-ancestor, but he can give it a try with the aura of the ancestor of the Xinghai fisherman.

The Naihe Bridge is covered with red crow trees.

Fire crows flew in groups in the forest, gray dead air permeated from the Naihe Bridge, covering Yan Wushen and Zhou Ding.

In an instant, the fluctuation of time became more intense.

"I'm here to help you."

The Mother of Weak Water saw that Yan Wushen couldn't bear the backlash of the power of time, and landed on the Naihe Bridge gracefully like a dance.

Her slender arms drew streaks of light in the void, and the Banzu exuded his aura, manipulating the Milky Way to merge into the long river of time, rushing towards Wen Tianjun, the spirit of the dark sea, and the remnant lamp.

…

The spirit of the sea of ​​darkness trapped Candeng in the world of purgatory by virtue of the sea of ​​darkness and the eighteen layers of nether purgatory, and fell into it himself.

The two clashed and shattered layers of purgatory worlds.

However, the Nether Purgatory was refined by offering sacrifices to the ancestors of the Underworld, and it is so mysterious that it seems that there are not only eighteen floors, but endless.

"I can only hold him for three days at most..."

The divine voice of the spirit of the underworld came out, and was chopped off by the halberd of the remnant lamp, and his figure was broken up.

But if the sea of ​​darkness never dries up, he will never die.

Can't kill at all.

"Three days is enough!"

"Boom!"

Yan Wushen hit Zhou Ding heavily with both palms, sprayed golden blood from his mouth, and the power of time exploded further.

Wen Tianjun broke through the grand formation of ten thousand demons of Chongming patriarch, raised his feet and looked forward.

I saw that the tide of time was rolling in in my field of vision, and the weight of the whole world seemed to be pressing on him, pushing him and the eighteen layers of nether purgatory into the future.

If he is at the peak state, he can naturally rely on his body to transform into a half-ancestor **** mountain, and he will not move despite the impact of time.

Now, he could only let out a long sigh, and disappeared into the battlefield of different time and space together with Nether Purgatory.

…

The defense line of the Abyss of Darkness, the Glass Temple.

Empress Shiji walked down the steps step by step, studying and playing with the deserted moon in her hands, she behaved gracefully and softly, and said: "Because Bai Yuan can live forever! He put the deserted moon in the ancient ruined city to continuously absorb the abyss of darkness." The dark power in case of emergencies. There is a saying that the ancient and abandoned city is Bai Yuan’s old nest from the ages.”

"Those who know the origin of the barren moon dare not collect it. Those who don't know the origin of the barren moon and go to fetch it will all die at the hands of Bai Yuan."

"It's like the 18th layer of nether purgatory. Who doesn't know how precious it is? However, it has been floating on the edge of the Santu River Basin for tens of thousands of years, and no one dares to collect it."

Reminiscent of the abnormal traces that Zhao Gongming found in Buzhou Mountain, Zhang Ruochen had reason to believe that the "Hongmeng Black Dragon" might really exist.

Therefore, Bai Yuan's immortality is closely related to Hongmeng Black Dragon and Immortal Dragon Ball?

The body of the Hongmeng Black Dragon should have been dug up by Yan Wushen.

What is he going to do?

Empress Shiji saw that Zhang Ruochen seemed to know something, and said, "Dichen won't regret it if he knows the truth, right? This Immortal Dragon Ball, I won't return it."

Zhang Ruochen had a bright personality, and said with a smile: "No matter how extraordinary its origin is, it is just a dragon ball. I have the confidence to prove the ancestor of the Dao by myself, so why borrow it?"

"However, I still have to remind my mother. Since Bai Yuan dared to put the barren moon in the ancient ruined city, he must have left behind in it. You must not swallow it easily."

"Also, if you count the time, Bai Yuan will probably succeed in condensing his remnant body and recovering his ancestor-level strength soon. Is your empress sure to cover up the aura of Desolate Moon so that he won't sense it?"

"Anyway, if he finds me, I will definitely tell the truth that Huangyue is with the empress."

Empress Shiji was not angry, she brushed her hair on her forehead, and said with a youthful girly attitude: "I have three strategies! The best strategy is to take the initiative, of course, and not give him a chance to successfully condense his body."

"Zhongce, this seat can hide and gradually refine the barren moon, regardless of the outside wind from south, east, and north."

"Basically, we can use the Twelve Aspects of Destiny and the twenty-seven heavens left by Fudo Myoko to fight against them. But we can only be beaten passively!"

Zhang Ruochen said: "I didn't say that I would stay on the defense line of the Abyss of Darkness and fight against the strong enemy with you."

"Will you give me the colored glass cover?" Suddenly, Empress Shiji asked.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Mistress Shiji who was close at hand, smelled the faint fragrance, and said, "Miss is too greedy, do you really think of me as a money-spreading boy?"

"That's enough! If you won't give me the colored glass cover, I will naturally not give you the mirror of fate. If you can't get the mirror of fate, what are you going back to the sword world for?"

Empress Shiji was very serious and told Zhang Ruochen that it was unreasonable.

Zhang Ruochen frowned, and said, "Your Majesty, do you think my things can be taken for nothing? If you can't get the Mirror of Fate, I'll demolish your Glazed Temple first."

"Take it apart at will, even if you take down ten seats, I won't be angry with you."

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's expression getting more and more serious, Madam Shiji's mood got better and better, and she said, "Actually, the Fate Mirror has little effect on this seat, and it doesn't have to be exchanged for the five-colored glass cover."

"What conditions?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Empress Shiji said: "Is there really no need to discuss it? The five-color glazed cover should not have much effect on you, right? If this seat can be refined, the first ancestor must be expected."

Zhang Ruochen said: "I have always been very patient with beautiful women. But you have already worn out my patience!"

"Help me suppress tellurium, and the mirror of fate will be given to you first."

Empress Shiji didn't joke anymore, she no longer had a girlish demeanor, she was as majestic and solemn as the Empress of Nine Heavens, and said: "This lord understands the truth very well, he will not willingly surrender to the immortal, even if he cooperates with the immortal, at most He will only cooperate with Bai Yuan. What he pursues is the realm of the ancestors, not the slave of the immortal."

"As long as you find tellurium, you will definitely find white yuan."

"This is the best strategy that I said, take the initiative to attack, not only suppress Tellurium, but also attack Bai Yuan, and don't give him a chance to condense his body."

One of the purposes of Zhang Ruochen's coming to the defense line of the Abyss of Darkness was to ask for Tellurium's head and bring it back to Wuding Shenhai, so that Grand Master could estimate his hiding place.

"Okay, give me Tellurium's head. As long as he finds his hiding place, the sword world and the **** world will join hands to suppress him." Zhang Ruochen agreed.

Empress Shiji felt that Zhang Ruochen was more eager to suppress Tellurium than she was herself, and suddenly felt that she was at a disadvantage, and said, "Why don't you promise me one more condition? After all, you agreed on three conditions before, and don't take the colorful glass cover , get something else to compensate?"

Even Bai Qinger and Lianxi both

I feel that Empress Shiji doesn't have the boldness and boldness of the half-ancestor, and is as fussy as most women, so her mind is really small.

"not good!"

Almost at the same time, Empress Shiji and Zhang Ruochen rushed out of the Glazed Temple, looking at the southern universe beyond the distant star field.

"It's such a strong time fluctuation. I can feel it even after ten thousand stars. Something happened in the demon **** world." Zhang Ruochen's eyes were full of worry.

Empress Shiji said: "The breath of Zhou Ding."

The main body is Xuan Ding, and her perception of the other eight tripods is more sensitive than Zhang Ruochen.

"It's him!"

Zhang Ruochen thought of Yan Wushen.

Although Yan Wushen's cultivation is very strong, Zhang Ruochen doesn't think he has the strength to challenge the Demon God Realm alone, let alone create such a strong time fluctuation.

"It's not good, it seems that the ancestor made a move!"

Zhang Ruochen used his mental power to calculate, but UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, but the secrets about the star field of the Demon God Realm are very vague, and he can only calculate the power fluctuations of the fishermen in the star sea.

Of course, Empress Shiji knew who Zhang Ruochen was referring to as the ancestor, and said, "It is impossible for the monks of the Mingzu faction not to take the Underworld Sea and Nether Purgatory, and Haotian did not suppress them to the Heavenly Court."

Zhang Ruochen said: "If the first ancestor makes a move, the Heavenly Court may not be able to stop it. Besides, the most important part of the nine-headed stone man is with Haotian. How can Haotian have the spare power to suppress Minghai and Nether Purgatory?"

Empress Shiji thought of something, said: "You Sword World are not interested in Nether Purgatory?"

"That's what I'm worried about. Wen Tianjun went to the Demon God Realm!" Zhang Ruochen said.

"It's useless to worry. It's too late to rush over now! I borrowed the Tianji Pen and the "Book of Destiny" just today, but I couldn't figure it out. I can only wait for the news from the heavenly universe!

The empty sky appeared in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, Tianmu and Emperor Fengdu also came to the Glazed Temple.