The Fourth Confucian Patriarch was sitting at the foot of Biluo Pass, with his back against the stone pillars of the gate, his body curled up into a ball. In the distance was thick gray mist and dust, with beams of destruction passing by from time to time.

Hear footsteps behind you.

He raised his head, looked at the people walking out of the realm of life and death, and said with a low smile: "I'm not lying to you. As long as I am here, no one can cross the Biluo Pass."

The body of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch is very transparent, like a human-shaped bubble, which can break and disappear at any time.

But the smile on his face was very bright.

This group of ant-like monks won this battle with the immortals! They won miserably, but they also won happily.

Who said that old age is like the sunset, and children who are old and dying can be bullied?

The sunset burns out, shattering the body into pieces, vigorous and vigorous.

It is true that many monks of the older generation have died, but there are also new generations of monks who have risen, like tender green roots sprouting from the ashes, and continue to move forward with the hopes and visions of these people.

The future is promising!

"Amitabha!"

In the mortal world, Venerable Cihang and Prajna are all full of respect and bow to the Fourth Confucian Patriarch.

If the Fourth Confucian Patriarch had not stayed at Biluo Pass and refused to retreat, I am afraid that the world of life and death behind him would be their tomb of dead souls.

Zhang Ruochen walked step by step to the side of the Fourth Confucian Patriarch, stared ahead, with a tall and proud posture, and said: "Next, leave this place to me!"

The Fourth Confucian Patriarch nodded, and then closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep due to sleepiness!

The entire gray sea, which had suffered such a terrifying impact before, became half liquid and half gaseous, the gray fog became thicker, and many places in the space became fragmented.

It should be noted that the sea of ​​gray is boundless and will last forever.

The power under the ancestor would never be able to damage it to such an extent.

The eight battle cities of the Eight Tribes were all reduced to ruins.

The divine planets float like islands in the gray sea. The divine worlds are dilapidated and dead.

All living and dead souls were turned into nothingness, the eight clans were wiped out, and the gods could not survive.

It's a scene of desolation that makes people sigh with regret.

In this battle, both the Heavenly Masters and the Half-Ancestors withered away one by one. How could the ordinary monks survive?

This was a real catastrophe. Although it did not affect the heavenly universe and the hell realm, it destroyed the heavenly universe.

The eight tribes of followers were not yet born, sweeping the world, and turned into dust. The era that was supposed to belong to them failed to come, and they failed to reproduce the glory of "Eighty Thousand Towers of Wind and Thunder, and the City of the Underworld built by corpses".

Outside Biluo Pass, the remaining land of the calamity waves is thousands of miles away.

Huang Tian, ​​Shang Tian, ​​and the Stone God climbed out of the ground in the ruins of the war one after another. The wounds on their bodies were difficult to heal, like a tattered corpse that could squirm.

Their eyes looked out into the sky with fear.

Many cracks have appeared in the Gray Sea, and the outside world can already be seen.

Wangchuan is destroyed!

The plain of bones that had been deposited for countless millions of years was washed away by the previous energy storm of the ancestors, leaving nothing behind.

"It was the ancestor who self-destructed the divine source!"

Erjuntian and Qinglu God King stood by the Gray Sea, unable to calm down for a long time.

They actually experienced such a terrible moment personally.

Fortunately, Biluo Pass is far enough away from the center of the storm, and fortunately the Plain of Bones and Sea of ​​Gray in Wangchuan blocked most of the impact force.

Otherwise, even if they are half-ancestors, they will never survive.

The Rotten Stone God looked around and couldn't find any living stone monks. His heart was filled with panic and he said to himself: "How could Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha self-destruct the origin of the ancestors in front of the Underworld Ancestor? That is the Underworld Ancestor, and Lord Underworld Ancestor is omnipotent. "

Qinglu God King frowned and said: "We seem to be no longer in the Tianhuang Universe... Why can't I sense Lord Ming Ancestor's true body?"

Zhang Ruochen pushed back the secrets and saw several scenes from the past, feeling an indescribable pain and heaviness in his heart.

The technique of annihilation of the clan, the death of the ancestor.

Meng Naihe, Gandharva.

In order to hold back the Ming Ancestor, to prevent a small amount of calamity, and to buy time for the Gray Sea battlefield, they paid the price of blood and tears.

"Lord Mingzu is immortal and will last forever. We have not been defeated, not yet." Er Juntian could not accept this fact and looked at Biluo Pass.

Inside the closed door, the divine light of death and the divine light of life in the world of life and death have been extinguished.

Even the life-and-death lamp was collected by Taoist Shengsi and held in his hand.

The calamity of life and death has ended.

Zhang Ruochen met Er Juntian's gaze without hesitation, and said: "The ancestor self-destructed the divine source, which is rare in ancient times. The Ming Ancestor in his heyday may have been able to stop it. But the Ming Ancestor today is too weak, and together with Ksitigarbha Dissipating between heaven and earth, isn’t it a normal thing?”

As if to confirm Zhang Ruochen's words, the one-eighth power belonging to the Ming Ancestor Ming Weapon Scroll no longer paid attention to Haotian's blood and soul. All the rules, order, and ancestral energy gathered into a ball of Ming light and flew towards the sky. The center of the storm.

Haotian's blood and soul are like two rivers, eager to pursue.

However, the dark light jumped directly into space and disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Ruochen narrowed his eyes, his aura surged, and he waved the life-destroying lamp out with his hand, trying to cross the space and leave behind the dark light.

This clone contains one-eighth of the power of the Hades Ancestor. It is of great research value and can be used to understand the most profound path of the underworld soldiers.

It also possesses some of the spiritual consciousness of the Ming Ancestor, and its value is still higher than that of the Ming Bing Dao.

"Wow!"

The ax flew through the sky, spinning like a windmill, and collided with the lamp of life and death.

The space shook violently there.

At the same time, Er Juntian's body burned with flames, his body turned into red gold, and he struck out with a palm.

In an instant, he crossed the space and appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen. The palm force was strong and powerful, and the power of the half-ancestral peak fluctuated strongly. It seemed that he was going to destroy the Biluo Pass behind him, and killed the Venerable Cihang, Prajna and others under the gate. .

Zhang Ruochen remained calm, struck first and then struck out with one palm, colliding with Er Juntian's palm prints.

"boom!"

Er Juntian flew out as fast as he came in. His body fell all the way to the gray sea, stirring up large areas of sea water, and gradually stabilized.

Zhang Ruochen still stood where he was, not taking a step back.

In the space behind him, there was a huge black and white mark of life and death suspended, which removed the impact of Er Juntian's palm just now.

At this moment, the air seemed to be still.

Huang Tian and Shang Tian, ​​who were rushing towards Biluo Pass, both stopped slowly, their eyes full of shock and they couldn't believe what they saw before them.

Erjuntian, who was at the peak of his half-ancestral status, was knocked back by Taoist Shengsi with a palm, but Taoist Shengsi did not move at all. What level of combat power is this?

This is almost like an illusion, so unreal.

The Green Deer God King stared at the tall Taoist priest figure under the door. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. His eyes changed uncertainly, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Er Juntian was slightly absent-minded, but after all, his cultivation was peerless. He quickly stabilized his state of mind and said: "Is this your true state?"

From Er Juntian's perspective, Taoist priest Shengsi's body was unusually powerful, which was inherently weird.

In addition, he can end the calamity of life and death and stop the rotation of the death vortex, which is even more difficult for ordinary monks to do.

"Whoosh!"

The Kaitian Yue flew back and fell into his hands.

The Kaitian Yue was so heavy that it made the space dent.

Three different levels of energy surged out of Er Juntian's body, flowing around his body and turning into three lifelike fire dragons.

"Six moves to open the sky and kill the mountain."

Raising the ax with both hands, it split the sky and split the earth.

The ax has not yet fallen, but on this land, all the monks feel their skins burning, their sharp energy cutting into their souls, and all the rules of heaven and earth in the gray sea are stirred up into confusion.

Zhang Ruochen did not look down upon the powerful man at the peak of the Half-Ancestor and did not pick it up with his bare hands.

Shen Yuan's Divine Sword appeared in his hand at some unknown time, drawing a crescent arc from bottom to top, and collided with the falling Kaitian Yue.

"Bang!"

The powerful energy storm forced all the monks to retreat.

Oh my God, Erjun thought that the one move that he tried his best to strike was easily taken by the opponent?

"Is this all your strength? The peak of half-ancestor is just this."

After Zhang Ruochen said this in an understatement, his arms exerted force and his joint muscles vibrated like thunder.

The edge of Shen Yuan's Divine Sword then dragged on the edge of Kaitian Yue, and its strength increased layer by layer, until Er Juntian was thrown upside down.

Zhang Ruochen seemed to be escaping into space, his body shifted into the air, and he thrust his sword straight down.

The two kings resisted with a fierce axe.
To be continued...