There is no space, no matter, no sound, no light and darkness.

The great god Wentong flew rapidly in the void space, as fast as a stream of light, and his spirit turned into a long river. He took one step of one hundred thousand miles, and he was shocked and frightened.

After many years, I have never been as embarrassed as I am today and can only run away.

However, the world of the divine realm of the Five Pure Land Sect is boundless, like the shadow of death, which always covers him and cannot escape. As long as you cannot escape from the divine realm, you cannot spread the news, which is equivalent to not being able to escape from the palm of the Five Pure Land Sect.

Even though the Heavenly Court and Hell were upside down a hundred thousand years ago, the great god Wentong was not as scared as today.

"Five Qing Sect, what do you mean?" Master Wen Tong shouted loudly, his eyes sternly.

"If you kill me, do you need a reason?"

The Five Pure Land Sect chased behind, with an extremely huge body of divine bodies. There were countless regular divine patterns intertwined into the form of heaven and earth, wrapping the great god Wentong who was burning his life span in front of him.

If divine thoughts can reach the point where they can reach the divine realm world.

"Don't bully people too much. If you really want to fight to the death, the result is still unknown."

The great god Wentong's eyes were fierce and turned into blood-red, and he felt boundless anger in his heart. He was quite suspicious that Yan Zhexian appeared in the Wentong Temple, which was done by the Five Pure Land Sect.

The Five Purpose Sects wanted to provoke a conflict between the Ming Palace and the Tianwai Tianyan clan.

Wen Tong had no grievances and no grudges with the Five Pure Land, but ended up in the destruction of his family. How could he not be angry?

"The method of clouds, the secret of rain."

The great master Wentong shouted out like this while flying rapidly.

It was originally an empty space, but suddenly, a 30,000-mile-long cloud appeared. The air of death in the clouds was rich and condensed into liquid raindrops.

The raindrops were like swords, flying densely towards the Five Qing Sects behind.

The speed of the Five Pure Land Sect was not slow for a moment.

Those raindrops that could drip through the stars fell on him and exploded instantly, turning into aerosol.

"The ancestor of the God of the Underworld."

In the 30,000-mile clouds, the body of the Ming Ancestor condensed, dark and dull, sacred and majestic, as tall as the body of the Five Pure Land Sect, and attacked with a blatant punch.

This figure of the Nether Ancestor was the breath that the great god Wentong summoned with the forbidden technique at the cost of ten thousand years of life, causing a serious look on the face of the Five Qing Sect.

It really has the power of the underworld.

"The Ancestor of the Underworld deserves respect, but unfortunately, your cultivation is not enough and you cannot gather enough power, which will not pose any threat to me."

The Five Pure Land Sects cast out the Yama Mixed World Seal, and the Ancestor's Text appeared, like thousands of stars floating in the void space, bombarding the Underworld Ancestor, smashing it into pieces.

Break it with one blow.

The 30,000-mile clouds dissipated.

The Five Pure Land Sect rushed out of the clouds, but frowned.

I saw that the great god Wentong had already escaped from his divine realm world and stood in a purple river of Styx.

Although he escaped from the trouble, Master Wentong couldn't laugh. The injuries he suffered today were too serious, especially the consumption of life span, which could not be made up for at all.

He didn't even know where he had provoked the Five Qing Sects?

"No matter what you are planning for the Five Purpose Sects, from the moment I escape from your divine realm world, all your plans will be lost."

The great god Wentong said again: "I will remember the hatred of today and will slaughter you hundreds of millions of people of the Yama clan to calm your hatred in your heart."

The Five Pure Land Sect looked at him calmly without taking action.

"Crazy."

The Styx breaks through space, connecting nothingness and reality.

As long as you return to the real space, the Lord of the Palace of the Palace can instantly sense his breath. At that time, if the Five Pure Land Sect continues to chase and kill, then you will have to bear the anger of the Lord of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace.

Until this moment, Master Wentong finally laughed out loud.

What’s a joke is that the Five Pure Land Sect can’t kill him after all. But in the future, he will become a nightmare for the Five Pure Land Sect and a disaster for the Yama clan.

To make enemies with a great god must have to pay a heavy price.

But just when the great god Wentong was about to return to the real space, he looked up and saw a magic spear piercing straight down. The magic spear contained unparalleled magic power and penetrated time and space.

"No……"

Master Wentong gritted his teeth, roared, and supported all his strength to fight.

"Boom."

The divine spear is unparalleled, breaking through his divine realm world and all the defenses on his body.

The divine body exploded and turned into a blood mist.

The tip of the divine spear is nailed to the divine source and stands in the blood mist.

Every time the blood mist wanted to recondensate, it was shaken by the power bursting from the divine spear.

The divine body cannot be reconciled, but is constantly eroded by the power of nothingness.

In the blood mist, the great god Wentong sounded one after another: "Mitian God of War, all this is the conspiracy of the Five Pure Land Sect and has nothing to do with me. Since Yan Zhexian was sent to the Temple of Wentong, the conspiracy has begun."

The God of War Mi Tian stood at the top of the divine spear, holding his hands in front of his chest, and the cloak was flying on his back, ignoring the voice of the great master Wentong, and his tiger eyes looked at each other with the Five Pure Sects in the distance.

With a wave of the sleeves of the Five Qing Sect, boundless divine fire surged out from the sleeves, causing the blood mist of the great god Wentong to burn.

In nothingness, a vast fire land appeared.

The angry curses of the great god Wentong kept coming out, but the Five Purpose Sect and the Mitian God of War turned a deaf ear.

There was only one other person in the eyes of the two.

It was not until the great god Wentong was burned and there was only one divine source left that the Five Pure Land Sect turned around and left, without saying a word from beginning to end.

The God of War Mi Tian finally spoke and said, "Lao Wu, why did you kill Wentong? Did you really create this storm?"

The Five Pure Land Sect did not turn around, and it was rare to explain, saying, "So what if it was created by me? Could it be that the God of War wants to give me some advice?"

"Why do you have to make such a fuss like this?" Mitian Zhan Shen said.

A sarcastic look appeared in the eyes of the Five Purifications, and then he returned to coldness and said, "It's not that I want to make a fuss like this, it's Yan Renhuan. Go back and tell him that as long as I'm still alive, I will definitely find out what happened back then."

"The Heavenly Court and Hell start war again, and the universe is gradually turbulent, and the Yama clan should not be divided." Mitian Zhan Shen said.

The Five Purpose Sect said: "The battle between heaven and earth, the battle between life and death. Isn't it what Yan Renhuan wants?"

"The patriarch said that as long as you go back, the next patriarch will be yours." Mitian Zhan Shen said.

"The way is different, and we don't plan for each other."

The Five Pure Land Sect waved and gradually faded away.

The God of War Mitian closed his eyes and was about to take action, but in the end he restrained his feelings from childhood to adulthood, which prevented him from wielding the magic spear at the Five Qing Sects.

The Iron Blood God of War also has tenderness.

"The Palace of the Underworld will never give up."

The God of War Mi Tian shouted this from afar, and then he used his divine spear to shatter the divine source of Wen Tong. The cracked divine source turned into fireballs and burned out in the void space.

...

The starry sky where the Palace of Underworld is located is shining with stars, and there are a large number of star souls and gods.

Suddenly, the star soul zodiac sign of Master Wentong darkened.

"The great god has fallen, and all the family is sad."

All the monks of the Nether Clan saw the changes in the starry sky and fell to the ground one by one. They could not believe that the powerful god Wentong would actually die.

All the gods in the Nether Palace were shocked and felt overwhelmed.

It should be noted that the great god Wentong did not die in the starry sky battlefield where he fought with the heavenly court, but in the hell realm.

The Lord of the Palace, who was visiting the Daluo Temple, felt a sense of emotion, looked out the window, looked at the endless distant starry sky, and his eyes were slightly frozen for a moment.

Emperor Luo Yan raised his lips, and then he said seriously: "Sorry! Gods cannot escape life and death, this is helpless!"

The owner of the Palace Palace recovered in an instant, shook his head and smiled, and said, "Those who can kill Wentong are the entire hell world, that is. Who do you think it will be?"

Emperor Luo Yan said, "Who knows? The Three Tu Rivers cover up the secrets of heaven and the breath of extinction in the void space. Otherwise, you go to the Destiny Mountain and ask the Tianyun Department to help you calculate it? The fall of the great god is not a trivial matter."

The Lord of the Palace Hall stood up, tidied up his robe and said, "Yes, how can the great god fall be unknown? If there is no result, how can the Palace Hall gain a foothold in the hell world? The murderer will die, and the monks related to the murderer will die."

After saying this, the Lord of the Palace Hall opened a door of nothingness in front of him, and walked in with an angry look on his face.

When the Gate of Nothingness was closed, the Lord of the Palace of the Underworld had reached billions of miles away.

Emperor Luo Yan glanced at Tianyin God Mother with a smile and said, "The Palace wants to kill someone, but a great god has fallen. Who is he blamed? Why is he so angry? Who should he show him to? I think he can scare me?"

"But this matter is indeed strange. We ask to protect Zhang Ruochen's gods, but we can only compete with Wen Tong. It is impossible to kill Wen Tong." Tianyin God Mother said.

Emperor Luo Yan put away his smile and said, "In your opinion, who will kill Wentong?"

"If you can kill Wen Tong, your cultivation will definitely reach the sky and the earth. However, Wen Tong went to the Life and Death Realm Star to kill Zhang Ruochen. If you want to know who made the move, as long as you know where Zhang Ruochen will appear next, the answer will be clear!" said the mother of Tianyin.

Emperor Luo Yan showed a meditative look and said, "As the war begins, the situation becomes treacherous. I don't know if that boy Zhang Ruochen can break the curse and enter the divine realm? For him, this storm has been big enough, and the great gods have fallen because of this. I hope all this is worth it, don't let us down. By the way, please protect Zhang Ruochen's god, who is it?"

...

Impermanence Ghost City.

An old ghost in the form of ape stood outside a temple made of white bones, peeking into the sky, and saw that the star soul zodiac of the great god Wentong was dimmed.

He, the great god of Jinju, is a close friend of the Five Pure Sects.

Yin Chuan, he lent it to Wen Chu and Yan Ting.

"Wen Tong actually fell. This battle is so fierce? It seems that I underestimated the weight of Zhang Ruochen, the junior."

Master Jinju knew that he was involved in a huge storm, so he immediately left the Impermanent Ghost City.

At the beginning, he felt that Zhang Ruochen was just a holy cultivator. Even if he killed him, it would be no big deal, but he could get a considerable reward.

With the fall of the great master Wentong, he was awakened and realized that Zhang Ruochen was able to cultivate the first-class holy will and suffered the Taoist slaying curse. It was definitely not a coincidence that the water behind him was too deep!
Chapter completed!