Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

"open!"

Within the Wujin Great Cocoon, Huang Roaring Hell opened his mouth to shout, and the sound spread out, penetrating the body of the Chaos Yuan Fei, heading towards a supreme and majestic world.

Boom!

A huge portal instantly appeared above his head, and a corner of the galaxy was faintly visible within the portal.

That corner of the galaxy is vast and boundless, and the stars in it are completely different from the stars in the three thousand worlds.

The stars there are not planets, stars, or comets, but extremely solid purple stars that exude a graceful and noble aura that rules the heavens.

And every star is huge and boundless, much larger than a big world in the lower realm.

It contains infinite alien spaces and parallel spaces.

There are even some large stars that are bigger than the three thousand worlds put together, and there is no telling how big they are.

At a glance, there are tens of billions of stars like this in a corner of the galaxy. How terrifying is it?

And how huge must the entire invisible galaxy be?

How vast should a galaxy or even a galaxy cluster be that accommodates endless galaxies?

What is the concept of a large universe that accommodates endless galaxy clusters?

In fact, the big universe in that "plane" is just a drop in the ocean.

The so-called "plane" is actually just one of the countless dust particles in the "sea of ​​suffering".

The "ocean of suffering" exists in a tiny drop of water in the "ocean".

The sea is located in a certain space among the infinite "spaces" on a "tree stump".

This tree stump is so big that it has "bark" as much as the sand of the Ganges River.

The bark of the tree is covered with countless ancient textures, and there is endless "space" on each texture.

As for how majestic that tree stump is, what position it is in, and whether it is just an ordinary tree, ordinary people have no idea.

Even the gods at the top of the heavens and worlds cannot imagine or understand it.

Only the rumored Da Luo Jinxian might be able to barely understand.

There is the Virtual God Realm, which is completely different from the Three Thousand Worlds.

It was the pure land opened up by the founder of the Holy King at the beginning of the world, making the gods in it the most tyrannical race from beginning to end.

The Wild Roaring Prison has now opened a passage to the Virtual God Realm, in order to absorb a special kind of vitality from the Virtual God Realm, so as to take the final step and advance to the realm of the God Emperor.

Advancing to the realm of the God Emperor is no small matter, and cannot be achieved by simply refining the blood-clothed human weapon spirit.

Like many creatures in the Three Thousand Great Worlds, in order to cultivate to the level of heavenly immortals, in addition to accumulating mana and comprehending the laws of heavenly immortals, they must also have the Qi of the Origin.

Although the Gods are different, they do not use the Qi of the Origin, but they use a higher Qi than the power of God, a kind of supreme vitality given by the Saint King of the First Ancestor.

Let’s call it the “ancestral spirit.”

Boom!

The portal above the head of Desolate Roaring Prison pours down the power of God like the tide of the galaxy, in an endless stream, penetrating the black golden cocoon, falling on his body, turning into huge circles of halo that circulate endlessly around him.

Soon, among the vast divine power pouring from the portal, a mysterious and noble air flow appeared, rotating slowly, as if the avenue was suspended in the void, extremely mysterious, but extremely illusory, like a dream bubble.

No one can tell what color this wisp of air is, nor what its shape is. It is pure and pure, and the vitality contained in it is millions of times more powerful than pure Yang energy and divine power.

The huge divine power was frozen beside this air current, just like a mouse seeing a cat, and the most loyal eunuch seeing the most majestic emperor, unable to do anything disrespectful.

Even the big and small god emperors around the altar, including the four great gods, felt that the air flow was like a raging tide of heaven and earth, almost shattering their souls and wills.

Many God Emperors and God Lords quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at the air flow.

"This wisp of the ancestor's energy is enough for me to break through the final barrier and advance to the realm of the God Emperor! By then, as the vanguard of the God Clan's attack on the Xuanhuang World, I will definitely be able to kill everyone and make great achievements, haha..."

Huang Roaring Prison looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, with a fanatical expression. He couldn't wait to reach out his palm, penetrate the black golden cocoon, and grab it towards the sky portal, trying to capture the wisp of the ancestor's energy in his palm.

The reason why he came to this Chaotic Continent and successfully entered the Chaotic Yuan Fei was because of the guidance of an elder from the God Clan.

Now that he was about to be promoted to the realm of the God Emperor, how could he not be extremely excited and how could he still hold back?

He couldn't wait a moment longer.

"My life is at an end..." the blood-clothed human weapon spirit lamented, completely despairing.

The other God-Emperors, big and small, all held their breaths, waiting for the birth of a great God-Emperor.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "You attracted the energy of the ancestors from the Virtual God Realm for me, and I don't even know how to reward you."

At the same time as the sound sounded, everyone saw that a powerful hand came through time and space, grabbed the ancestral energy first, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Aha?"

The Wild Roaring Prison was like a rooster whose neck was suddenly pinched. The wild laughter stopped abruptly. The palm that grabbed the Qi of the Ancestral became extremely stiff and paused in mid-air. It could neither be grabbed nor withdrawn.

The other God Emperors, the twenty-four heavens of the God Clan, and the four great gods were also shocked, with their mouths wide open and unable to speak a word.

The blood-clothed human weapon spirit was also dumbfounded, but in an instant he became ecstatic. His weak body suddenly straightened upright, his cloudy eyes stared at a figure slowly walking in the distance, and he burst into tears as if he was surviving a disaster. I almost laughed: "Haha, fellow Taoist, you're finally here! I knew you wouldn't sit idly by and would definitely come to save me!"

The gods also turned their stiff necks and looked into the distance, only to see a young man walking slowly in this direction in the distance.

The young man is tall and heroic, wearing a large chaos-colored cloak. His expression is calm, and there is a hint of domineering power between his brows, as if he is an immortal emperor descended from the ninth heaven.

And the ancestral energy that originally belonged to the Desolate Roaring Prison was in the palm of his hand, rising and swimming like a small ancient dragon.

This ancestral spirit that was unwilling to surrender to anyone showed no sign of violence and ferocity, and seemed to have been subdued by him.

This young man is naturally Yang Xuanzhen who came from Tianshang Galaxy.

He was quite satisfied with this ancestral energy.

This energy is comparable to that of the noble King of All Energy in the Immortal Realm. The energy of Yuanshi is of great use to him.

It's a pity that there are too few.

But there are still good things in those protoss, which will definitely make his trip worthwhile.

"what!"

Huang Roar Prison was so angry that he was about to explode. His face was livid, and he let out a roar that could destroy everything in the world: "Tai Xuantian, you are brave! The four great gods, and you, kill him quickly and take back the Qi of the Ancestor. Then crush him to ashes!"

That wisp of ancestral energy was something that his father, Emperor Tianhuang, spent a year absorbing from the place containing the divine veins in the Void God Realm before he was promoted to the True Immortal Realm.

The Tianhuang God Emperor has many heirs, so for Huangxiao Prison, the Qi of the ancestor is the most precious thing, and its value is no less than the magic weapon that allows one to settle down and live in peace.

But at the last moment when he was promoted to God Emperor, he was deprived of food by Yang Xuanzhen, how could he not become furious. It was simply more uncomfortable than having the whole family killed.

"kill!"

Following the orders given by Huang Xiao Prison, gradually the God Emperor, God Emperor Shun Dao, God Emperor Xuhou, God Emperor Ziyue... and other great God Emperors activated their top-quality Taoist weapons and various divine skills to kill. Yang Xuanzhen.

The thousands of little god emperors used the great ruling arts, the great law-making arts, the great curse arts, the great sealing arts in the three thousand avenues... or they could summon endless demons to form 129,000 demons. Six hundred arrays of gods and demons surrounded and killed them.

"The Holy Fist of the Ancestor!"

Three of the four great gods guarding the Wujin Blood Cocoon also roared and roared, charging forward and unleashing the supreme martial arts of the gods.

These three gods are respectively named: Mona God, Zhantan God, and Yinliu God. They are all famous and command countless gods and demons.

Now they all attack together, combining the three punches into one. In one punch, time and space are created and destroyed, and chaos is created, which is enough to make a deep hole in the whole world.

The strongest master among the four great gods, Nitian Divine Lord, has also moved. His cultivation level has reached the terrifying True Immortal Perfection, which is on par with the Desolate Roaring Prison.

A snow-white long knife appeared in his palm, with the immortal energy condensing on it. Billions of sharp edges were spitting out, exuding endless killing intent, as if one knife could kill immortals and slay gods, cutting the world into tiny dust inch by inch.

This long sword is called the Heaven-defying Divine Sword. It is a semi-immortal weapon similar to Taihuangtian's Doomsday War Flag of Destruction. The power contained in it is so powerful that it is terrifying.

"Heaven-defying swordsmanship, killing immortals and destroying Yuan!"

"God's will is like a sword, and an immortal can reverse it!"

God Nitian appeared in the sky above Yang Xuanzhen's head, and slashed out with his sword. The snow-white sword light flashed across the sky and the earth, like pieces of silver-white snowflakes filling the air, weeping like singing, and flowing like poems.

There is no trace of evil in the poems, nor does it smell of gods ruling the heavens, nor does it have the color of killing with sharp swords. Instead, it is full of blood, youth, sweat, and struggle... It seems to inspire countless people to go on and go against the sky. the road.

This is the Heaven-defying Sword Technique, an epic sword technique. Once the sword is struck, no ghosts or ghosts will be left behind.

Even if there were hundreds of millions of heavenly demons, thousands of divine emperors, and the three great gods put together, they would not be able to match the attack of the Heaven-defying God.

Upon seeing this, Huangxiao Prison's expression softened slightly, and he snorted coldly: "How dare you seize the ancestral energy given by my father, you are simply overestimating your own capabilities!"

As long as Yang Xuanzhen dies, he can regain the energy of his ancestors, and he can still be promoted to the realm of the God Emperor.

But the next moment, Huangxiao Prison's expression froze.

I saw countless divine emperors, heavenly demons, top-grade Taoist weapons, including the sword light shot by the God of Defiance, all of which melted like ice and snow before they came into contact with Yang Xuanzhen's body.

call out!

Yang Xuanzhen flicked his fingers again, shooting out streaks of divine light. The bodies of the Heavenly Demon Array, the Divine Emperor, the Divine Lord, and even the Heaven-defying Divine Lord all melted, and bursts of black smoke emerged from his body, floating between the heaven and the earth. Not a single cry was made.

Tick! Bah! Bang!

Many Taoist tools of the gods, top-grade Taoist tools, the semi-immortal weapon, the Heaven-defying Divine Sword, and their liquid that had been refined into life essence were scattered on the ground.

"How is it possible..." Huangxiao Prison's expression looked like he had seen a ghost, and he became dumbfounded.

The sword that Ni Tian Divine Lord used to kill him was even capable of resisting by an immortal. It actually did not hurt Yang Xuanzhen at all. In an instant, all his men were dead.

Is Yang Xuan really that strong?

An uncontrollable feeling of fear emerged in Huangxiao Prison's heart. Yang Xuanzhen seemed to be even more powerful than him.

"Why is it impossible? The power of Taoist Taoist Tai Xuantian cannot be understood by Lord Chaos, so how can it be understood by a despicable fool like you? You'd better die first! Palm of Chaos!"

The blood-clothed human weapon spirit took this opportunity to dodge, breaking away from the opponent's big hand holding his head, then appeared behind him, and hit him hard in the back of the heart with a palm.

"Lord of Chaos?"

When the blood-clothed human weapon spirit struck the Wild Roaring Prison with his palm, Yang Xuanzhen suddenly saw the shadow of a Taoist who was dominating the immortal world appearing in a dark black robe, with high eyebrows, eyes like swords, and a palm as broad as the boundless sea.

This Taoist is clearly the founder of the Chaos Yuan Fei, a great immortal being in the immortal world, the Chaos Heavenly Lord.

In Yang Xuanzhen's induction, the phantom of the Chaos Heavenly Lord seemed to be infinitely high and infinitely large, possessing boundless, incalculable, inconceivable, and inexplicable power.

It seems that with just a look from Lord Chaos, the three thousand worlds, the endless universe, and the countless creatures will all collapse a hundred thousand trillion times.

What kind of majestic power is this?

Yang Xuanzhen couldn't imagine it.

But he knew that it was not the true form of the Chaos Heavenly Lord.

But when the Chaos Heavenly Lord was casting the Chaos Yuan Fei, the manifestation of his will was unleashed by the extremely angry blood-clothed human weapon spirit to kill the enemy of Huang Roar Prison who almost refined him.

But I don’t know if it was Yang Xuanzhen’s misunderstanding, but the shadow of the Chaos Heavenly Lord seemed to glance at him and smile kindly.

boom!

Huang Roaring Prison was hit in the back of the heart by a palm from the blood-clothed human weapon spirit, and was immediately penetrated by Tianjun's aura. His body was cracked open, and blood shot out.

The blood was red gold in color and kept squirming in the air. It seemed to have its own life, exuding a tyrannical aura and showing the terrifying cultivation level of Desolate Roar Prison.

He is much stronger than the Heaven-defying God, almost only weaker than the peerless true immortals like Yuan Zhenhong and Zi Linxian, and can compete with the powerful early-stage immortals like Juewu God.

"You damn weapon spirit, you dare to attack me! No matter what, I will kill you first, and then destroy Tai Xuantian!"

Desolate Roaring Prison was completely angry, the mana in his body exploded violently, and he suddenly had a piece of armor on his body.

There is a ferocious mythical beast head on the chest of the armor, and a mythical beast stands on each shoulder. The whole body is covered with locks, and there are countless runes flowing in the chain of locks.

As soon as this armor appeared on Huang Xiaoyu's body, bursts of heavenly law aura immediately flowed out of his body, causing his strength to rise steadily. A random shock of momentum shook the blood-clothed human weapon spirit back again and again.

This armor is another semi-immortal weapon. Its power is still higher than that of the Heaven-defying Divine Sword. It is infinitely close to a real immortal weapon. After wearing it, it can be integrated with the human treasure of Huangxiao Prison, giving him the ability to fight. The fighting power of an immortal.

"The Gods are born according to the original will of heaven and earth. Their mission is to cleanse the world of all sin and filth, re-create the world, and shape all things. This is the founding way. What is God? Omniscient, omnipresent, omniscient and omnipotent, he is God!"

Huangxiao Prison sang a loud verse from his mouth, strode forward, shrunk to an inch, and with the aura of dominion over the world and the will of the corrupt avenue, he punched the man in blood.

Before the fist was launched, a force and momentum completely enveloped the man in blood, making him unable to move.

Facing the punch from Desolate Roar Prison, the man in blood-clothed clothes felt that he had no chance to escape, because his souls for thousands of generations seemed to be locked, and no matter where he escaped, he would suffer the disaster of annihilation.

Even if you can reverse the course of time and go back to the past or escape to the future, it will be of no use at all.

This is the invincible divine fist created by the Saint King, the ancestor of the Gods, and the world-shaking three moves of rising and falling.

Fortunately, at this time, Yang Xuanzhen had already collected the trophies that fell on the ground. He immediately stretched out his big hand and grabbed Huangxiao Prison from behind.

"Hmph! Tai Xuantian, my elder of the God Clan had long expected that I would suffer such a calamity, so he rewarded me with a spiritual talisman to kill this formidable enemy like you!"

Huangxiao Prison snorted coldly, without looking behind him, and punched the man in blood as usual. At the same time, a talisman written in divine language flew out of his body and hit Yang Xuanzhen's big hand.

Halfway through, the talisman burst into flames, emitting a black-gold divine light that will shine forever and never go out.

"break!"

Infinite holy light bloomed from Yang Xuanzhen's palm. He patted the talisman and the talisman went out. Then his gesture changed, as if it became as slow as a snail, and then as fast as lightning, which completely distorted the monk's understanding of the concepts of time and space. , pinched the Huang Xiao Prison. (End of chapter)