Chapter 4175 An inch of mountains and rivers, an inch of blood

Time flows.

Zhang Ruochen's body and soul were turned into fragments, dyeing the long river of time red, and all material particles were carried back to the future by the torrent of time.

To bring back the normal timeline.

In this dimension, time is accelerating and must be in the same orbit as the outside universe.

All disorders must be corrected.

No one can destroy rules and order. The more you destroy, the greater the cost.

Suddenly.

On the vast blood-red river, dense and twinkling stars appeared in the universe, and the powerful and pure power of truth spread.

The ancestor-level "boundless universe" truth realm filled the time dimension in an instant.

"Wow!"

The body of Emperor Truth rises from the bottom of the water. His body is as majestic as a sacred mountain. Every inch of his body is made of the rules and materials of the Heavenly Beginning and End. It is so divine and eternal.

Bathed in the torrent of time, but not afraid of the decay of time.

But the aura of corpse and death in his body was too strong, which formed a strong contrast with the brilliance of truth, just like the great emperor who transformed into evil and became holy and transformed into evil.

The corpse of Emperor Truth was able to burst out with ancestor-level combat power, naturally because the "spirit" inside the corpse had reached the ancestor state.

This "spirit", or a new spirit like the corpse clan monks, is like Feng Tian to the Demon Ancestor, and Dragon Scale to the Ancestral Dragon.

Or, the descendants of the bloodline of Emperor Truth seized the souls of their ancestors.

Then, under the teachings of the ancestors of time and space, and the nurturing of the origin of heaven, he understood the great path of the ancestors and became one of the few strong men in the universe today. The same is true for the remains of Emperor Xuan.

No matter what the situation is, the body of Emperor Truth and the remains of Emperor Xuan are the ancestors of the new generation and the disciples of the Human Ancestor.

"Zhang Ruochen, I have been waiting for you in the future for a long time! As a furnace, I will refine your blood and soul."

The corpse of Emperor Truth opened its mouth, as big as an abyss, with a small universe hidden in its belly. It actually swallowed the torrent of time into the body.

Of course what he wants to swallow is not the torrent of time.

But the fragments of Zhang Ruochen's body and soul in the torrent.

"Wow!"

On the blood-red water, fifty-four groups of light appeared, rotating around the fifty-fifth group of light in the center, distorting time to form a huge vortex.

Seeing that this vortex is about to be swallowed up by the corpse of the Emperor of Truth.

"boom!"

The space shook violently, and a majestic and stable world emerged from the whirlpool.

In the time dimension, squeeze out your own space.

This big world exudes dazzling light and divine brilliance, with dense ancestral rules, extending outward and hitting the face of the corpse of Emperor Truth.

It is the ancestral realm of the heaven realm.

The ancestral world of Wu Zuchi!

"Chichi!"

In the long river of time, the blood flowed back quickly like the Ten Thousand Currents of Chaosong, re-condensing into the physical body of Zhang Ruochen's ancestor.

Some of the blood energy was burned first, and then a large amount was lost. Zhang Ruochen's face turned slightly pale, but his fighting spirit and aura did not diminish.

"If you want to refine this emperor, it's up to you? Even Emperor Truth can't do it while he's alive."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were as sharp as an unsheathed sword, and he stepped forward to ascend to the ancestral realm of Wu Zuchi.

In this process, the Crown of Victory, the Cauldron of Void, the Cauldron of Darkness, and the Cauldron of Time flew back one by one in the torrent of time.

The next moment.

Zhang Ruochen and the corpse of Emperor Zhenli slapped together with their palms, and the ancestral energy storm convexed and dented, sending the latter flying like a meteor.

"Brahma Heart, suppress him!"

The divine voice reaches into the future.

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to waste time on the corpse of Emperor Truth.

…

The corpse of Emperor Truth rushed out of the tributary of the long river of time in just an instant and returned to the normal timeline.

The gods located at the edge of the northern universe saw that the time rules between heaven and earth suddenly became boiling, and the entire space in the star sea exploded.

"Boom!"

In the void, a space hole with a diameter of tens of billions of miles appeared.

The world is like a piece of paper being penetrated!

The body of Emperor Truth, together with the universe, fell from the hole in space.

Without giving him a chance to adjust his breath and strength, Ji Fanxin punched out the "Book of Life and Death" and suppressed it on the body of Emperor Truth.

The two qi of life and death in the "Book of Life and Death" spread outward and fix the shape of the universe.

"Given Xin, if you want to divide time and maintain the tributaries of time, how much power do you have to suppress me?" An old and cold voice sounded from within the body of the Emperor of Truth.

The vibration caused by the sound alone caused a small half of the northern universe to tremble, and its influence spread to 30 trillion miles.

Ji Fanxin had no intention of talking to the corpse of Emperor Truth, so he raised his slender jade fingers and controlled the Heavenly Secret Pen to fly out.

"Chi!"

The Heavenly Secret Pen struck the center of the eyebrow of the corpse of Emperor Truth, and turned into a sky pillar ten thousand feet high, immobilizing his soul.

"Is this...the body of Emperor Truth brought from the past to the future?" As the new head of the Temple of Truth, Xiang Chunan felt as if his faith had collapsed.

At the same time, he was also very angry, feeling that the immortals in the divine world were humiliating the emperor and enslaving his corpse.

In the space hole hundreds of billions of miles in diameter, a large amount of blood surged out, dyeing the northern universe red.

Shang Tian's face changed: "It's the blood of Emperor Tiandao. Why did the blood flow to our timeline? What is the current situation of the battle on the long river of time?"

Everyone became nervous and realized that something was wrong.

The Emperor of Heaven must have been injured, and the injury was serious. He might have been beaten back by the ancestors of the God Realm.

If the Emperor of Heaven is defeated, who can compete with the ancestors of time and space? Who can resist the many ancestors of the divine world?

Ji Fanxin was calm and composed, as quiet as an orchid. He glanced at the still struggling body of Emperor Truth and frowned slightly.

After all, he is an ancestor with great fighting ability. He really wants to break free and cause big trouble.

"The descendants of Emperor Truth come out!" she said.

The descendants of Emperor Truth are naturally the former descendants of the Holy Clan and the current members of the Anti-God Clan.

The Anti-God Clan suffered a catastrophe hundreds of thousands of years ago and was almost wiped out.

In addition to the moon represented by the Moon God, there are only the remnants of the old drunkard, Yu Yao, and Bai Qing'er who sheltered in Xinghuantian.

But the entire Xinghuantian was annihilated in the Sword Realm Star Territory, and everyone in the clan, including Yuyao, perished.

Bai Qinger and Yueshen walked out first.

Luna looked at Zhang Su'e and Zhang Beize, and said in a somewhat light tone: "You guys should also come out!"

The two of them looked at Wu Yue in astonishment.

Wuyue nodded to them without explaining anything.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

Ji Fanxin wrapped the four people with his spiritual power and moved them to the four directions in the universe of the Emperor of Truth. Then, he stripped the original power of the witch ancestors from the body of the Emperor of Truth and hit them in the divine sea.

This original power of the witch ancestor was carried by the body and soul fragments of Emperor Truth who was knocked down during the battle in the Jade Emperor Realm.

It is the most important force of the corpse of Emperor Truth.

As long as this power is stripped away, the combat power of the corpse of the Great Emperor of Truth will fall to its consistent level, making it much easier to suppress it!

"I am the master of the Temple of Truth. I have practiced with the heart of truth. I can also bear the power of the Emperor of Truth."

Xiang Chunan flew towards the cosmic realm in the distant starry sky.

Although Xiang Chunan is not a descendant of the Great Emperor of Truth, his spiritual practices are highly overlapped, and even if he wants to seize this corpse, he can do it.

The five of them reached the limit of their own endurance, and Ji Fan's heart stopped just now.

"If he wants to break free, you should know what to do." Given thought.

"Don't worry!"

Bai Qing'er turned into a beam of light and landed between the eyebrows of the body of Emperor Truth, standing under the heavenly pillar-like heavenly pen.

The divine source in her body is filled with the original power of the witch ancestor and is on the verge of exploding.
To be continued...