Chapter 4176 The Return of the Nine Paths, the Perfection of Heaven

In an area only tens of thousands of miles away from the wilderness on the top of the mountain, Tianmu and Empress Shiji shuttled through the rules of time and chaotic space, with phantom-like figures, jumping and moving, and quickly dodging thousands of floating currents.

Each uses his ancestral magical power.

"Thousand Spirit Blood Evil."

"The source of darkness."

Thousand Spirits Blood Evil is like a blood cloud rising in a dense forest, boundless, spreading and covering the top of the mountain.

The order and rules of the ancestors condensed into countless demonic shadows in the blood cloud, like an army of hundreds of billions of demon gods running around. Even rivers of formations could not completely disperse them.

The source of darkness is like a black sun rising slowly in the blood cloud.

The ancestral power emanating from the black sun is so powerful and blazing that it swallows everything in the world, including time, space, rules, and order.

Facing these two magical powers that flew through thousands of floating streams to the top of the mountain, the remains of Emperor Xuan showed a dignified expression.

"You two can't come up!"

Within the body of the wreckage, the ancestral rules and order of the First and Last Levels of Heaven were released, and together with the black and yellow energy that shrouded the wasteland, they formed a canopy and overwhelmed it.

The evil energy of the blood cloud and the black sun collided with the black and yellow sky, immediately causing huge waves.

The divine light of the ancestor illuminated the nine heavens, and the entire divine world became extremely gorgeous.

"The formation inscriptions and talismans of Qianliu Floating in the Sky are enough to reduce your magical powers to the point where there is no threat. You are also the ancestor, but the height where the human ancestor is, you can only look up at it forever."

The sound of Emperor Xuan's remains had just fallen.

"You said it too soon!"

Empress Shiji's sweet and long voice came up from the bottom of the mountains.

Only seen.

In the black sun blocked by the black and yellow sky, a formation diagram unfolded in the shape of a turtle's back, with hundreds of mysterious characters engraved on it.

The remains of Emperor Xuan just stared at the formation diagram and realized something was wrong.

This tortoise shell array diagram is definitely not the handiwork of Empress Shiji, but comes from the being in the lower universe who has reached the ninety-seventh level of spiritual power.

"Wow!"

The turtle shell array penetrates the black and yellow sky.

The scroll unfolded, sealed the sky and locked the earth, and pressed down on the remains of Emperor Xuan's true body.

Not wanting to confront Ji Fanxin's methods, the remains of Emperor Xuan immediately retreated and appeared above the floating Qianliu.

Suddenly, in the blood cloud and evil aura, the bells rang loudly.

Under the control of Tianmu, the Blood Devil Bell flew into the wilderness from the broken hole in the black and yellow sky. The bell rotated at extremely high speed, like the eye of the storm, and swept away countless strong men of the Meteor Clan in silver robes, straight towards

Go to the main altar.

"boom!"

The remains of Emperor Xuan waved his hands, drawing out a stream of clouds and glow, triggering a formation river to fly out, knocking the Blood Evil Bell down into the wasteland, setting off a dust storm.

The sigils and formation inscriptions in the formation river suppressed the Blood Evil Bell.

"Huh!"

The remains of Emperor Xuan squinted and noticed that the two monks in silver robes were like two shooting stars, heading straight towards the formation sea at the center of the thousand floating currents.

One is immortal and the other is spiritually powerful.

Apparently they were the two infiltrators that Lord Murong said in his message.

The remains of Emperor Xuan didn't take them too seriously. If the means arranged by the human ancestors could be broken from the inside so easily, how could the divine realm rule the universe for hundreds of millions of years?

But he still had dozens of killing thoughts.

These ancestors' murderous thoughts turned into a group of soul shadows dressed in blood, and chased after Yama and Chi Kunlun.

"I'll deal with them!"

Supreme Yama instantly cast the forbidden method of "burning out the sunset", increasing his combat power to its peak, and the mental force field shrouded all the blood-clothed souls.

Various powers, magical powers, and spells collided in the sky above the wasteland, with loud sounds and beams of destruction scattering in all directions.

The remains of Emperor Xuan no longer paid attention to them, and put all their energy into suppressing the turtle shell formation, and preventing Tianmu and Empress Shiji from reaching the top. The power of the floating Qianliu formation reached its peak.

Every river is like a celestial river, with formation inscriptions and talismans falling from all dimensions.

These worldly cultivations are so crazy, how can there be any weakness in human nature?

Only the will to fight and kill is left, and the fear is completely lost.

Under the impact of this crazy emotion, the situation gradually got out of control.

He even suspected that after Tianmu and Empress Shiji reached the top, they would not hesitate to explode the source of the ancestors to destroy the main altar.

They must be suppressed on the way to the top.

The remains of Emperor Xuan and the thousands of floating currents were no match for Tianmu and Empress Shiji. Soon, they were severely injured by the formation river, their bodies were on the verge of being broken, and their souls were constantly burning.

However, they did not retreat down the mountain. They still had a strong fighting spirit, either using their magical powers or mobilizing the tens of millions of soldiers in the army that followed them to go head-to-head with the ancestral formation arranged by the Ancestors.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

The ancestors fought with each other, the artifacts and holy weapons were like a sea of ​​warriors, and the gods exploded to open the way for the divine source.

The flames of war spread throughout the Tianshi Wuending Mountains!

Just when the remains of Emperor Xuan were wondering why the army of all realms and tribes headed by Tianmu and Empress Shiji knew they couldn't do anything, an extremely bright fireball flew up to the top of the mountain and passed through the gap in the previously damaged Xuanhuang sky.

Fly in everywhere.

Huangtian fell to the wasteland, his eyes narrowed to a slit, staring at the remains of Emperor Xuan in the sky.

His whole body was burning.

The brilliance emitted by the divine flames dazzled even the ancestors.

Without any words, the sky was like an arrow from the string, shooting towards the remains of Emperor Xuan, with an unparalleled and decisive momentum.

The lives of many monks under the mountain depended on him?

This is the trust of countless monks, who believe that he can shake the ancestors.

The remains of Emperor Xuan can feel the ancestor-level spiritual will from Huangtian, which is absolute, firm, and sharp, like a piercing sword.

Once you stab it out, you can never take it back.

"If this person does not die, he will surely join the First Ancestor."

The remains of Emperor Xuan, even with the spiritual will of the ancestor, could not suppress Huangtian's self-explosion of the divine source, and this thought suddenly burst out in his heart.

Obviously, the real reason why Tianmu and Empress Shiji refused to retreat was to contain him and send Huangtian to the top.

It can be said that Huangtian's strength and spiritual will were recognized by Tianmu and Empress Shiji, who believed that he could inflict heavy damage on the remains of Emperor Xuan and thus reverse the situation.

"No matter how sharp you are, no matter how talented you are, you are only a half-ancestor after all."

The remains of Emperor Xuan certainly had their own pride, so they pointed out.

Suddenly, the space of heaven and earth sank.

A beam of light brighter than the flames on Huang Tian's body shot out.

"The Great Expansion of the Universe!"

Huang Tian was already prepared to release the Dayan Qiankun mark left by Zhang Ruochen in his divine sea, and stimulated the ancestral power in the mark that belonged to Zhang Ruochen's full blow.

The expression of Emperor Xuan's remains changed slightly.

"Whoosh!"

The leader of the Xuejue clan flew out of the hole in the black and yellow sky and landed in the wasteland on the top of the mountain.

Looking up, I happened to see the extremely bright brilliance of the divine explosion.

The whole sky was flooded with brilliance.

There was no roar, but the whole world became extremely quiet.

Farther away in the formation sea, Chi Kunlun also self-destructed the divine source, and the light of destruction obscured all scenes.

There was no longer any smile on the face of the Xuejue patriarch, stained with blood and sweat, and his eyes were moist and deep. For a moment, his mind went blank, his body swayed, and it was difficult to accept the facts in front of him.

Tinnitus, unable to hear any sound.

Clenching his teeth, his eyes searched aimlessly.

The world was spinning so much that he didn't even know what he was looking for.

In his field of vision, he could only see clouds of flames and unknown substances falling, creating huge craters and kicking up dust.

The grandson he is most proud of, "Zhang Ruochen" has fallen in the long river of time. He has been bound to him for a lifetime and has fought against his old rival "Huang Tian" countless times. This time he has truly fallen.
To be continued...