Ji Tianzun, the Eternal God Emperor

Chapter 312: In one thought, God is invincible
The Ancient Kingdom of Nanfeng is a country under the Tianluo Divine Kingdom, and its leader is a false god.

Qianwei's ethnic group is one of the three most powerful ethnic groups in the country.

After receiving the results of the Huntian Banquet, the Lord of Nanfeng Kingdom rushed to the Destiny God Realm in person as soon as possible.

The two beast kings pulled the gods and drove down the broad street, finally stopping at the gate of the Rakshasa clan's manor.

The leader of Nanfeng Kingdom is a rickety old man, short in stature and with a smile on his face.

He did not release any pressure belonging to the gods, but the Rakshasa monks present were extremely respectful.

God and saint are two completely different levels of life.

Qianwei, dressed in formal attire, welcomed the leader of Nanfeng Kingdom in politely.

In the past few days, no less than ten gods came to recruit her, but all of them came in their avatars. The Lord of Nanfeng Kingdom was the first to arrive in his true form.

“I never expected that a genius like Great Sage Qianwei would be born under my jurisdiction.

Zhang Ji, whose mental thoughts had soared to the peak of the holy realm, was bored when faced with the slowly condensing source particles.

From the ninth grade to the third grade, they are all different and there are many kinds.

After Fenghou was killed, the Temple of Destiny sent the world's top warriors to clear out the Wujiang Pavilion...

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years passed.

After Zhang Ji suffered an accident, he obviously had an extremely exaggerated ability to deduce the Holy Will.

Of course, the value of this time treasure even surpasses the entire net worth of the Lord of the Nanfeng Kingdom. It is entirely possible to borrow it with the tacit approval of Emperor Luo Yan.

Unfortunately, there was nothing in the furnace, and all I got was nothingness.

It only took him one year to deduce Tianxu's holy will to the end of the holy path, and he could become a Yuanhui-level representative.

The master has deduced the holy way to the extreme. She only needs to practice step by step, but she is still far behind.

One by one, one by one, they were all conveyed to Zhang Ji.

Under the acceleration of time a hundred times, countless resources are converted into cultivation.

The second is that when he becomes a god, a divine catastrophe will inevitably occur. He, who only has mental power and thoughts, does not know what changes will happen when facing the divine catastrophe.

Of course, Yin-Yang and Five Elements are also beyond the second-grade holy will, far from being comparable to the third-grade holy will.

"The worldly figures in the hell world have gathered on Ice King. You have been in seclusion for so long, and it's time to show your face."

It's just that Zhang Ruochen's Yin-Yang Five Elements Holy Will has not yet been completed, and Wuji is even more like a dreamer.

Over the past hundred years, he has gained a lot from deducing different sacred meanings, and he has the attitude of cultivating hundreds of scriptures.

The origin of the divine crystal appears, or it may be related to the origin of the temple...

Yan Wushen had a peak battle with Zhang Ruochen and was killed by Zhang Ruochen.

The fluctuations in the cultivation level of Wan She Yi Realm erupted from Qian Wei's body.

The treasure of time is extremely precious, and there are countless monks in the Rakshasa tribe waiting to use it.

In this meeting, both parties got satisfactory answers.

What is recorded in these golden books is the holy will that has been deduced to the peak of the supreme realm.

Zhang Ji thought for a moment and had an idea in his mind.

"Master, what should we do next?"

Shame flashed across her face.

His mental power still has not reached the bottleneck, as if a dry ocean can hold no matter how much water it has.

Unable to continue to improve his cultivation, he simply allocated part of his energy to study the third-grade holy meaning "Tianxu" that Qianwei had condensed.

After hundreds of years of seclusion, the holy stones that have exhausted their holy energy have piled up into mountain peaks.

Qianwei looked at the sincere face of the leader of the Nanfeng Kingdom and replied calmly: "I will be wherever my tribe is. The leader does not need to worry."

The Lord of Nanfeng Kingdom fulfilled his promise and sent a large amount of cultivation resources, and even borrowed a time treasure that could support the cultivation of the Great Sage.

After returning the treasure to the great sage of Tianluo Kingdom who came, she followed Zhang Ji's instructions and collected the major events that happened in the past year.

Qianwei only has one year of use.

He thought of Zhang Ruochen's holy will of Wuji. Wuji gave rise to Tai Chi, and Tai Chi gave birth to all phenomena. Logically speaking, it should be able to condense the original particles and reshape the physical body.

Devoting a whole country's efforts to cultivating one person was a promise given by the leader of the Nanfeng Kingdom.

Even if it is only a partial evolution of the mind, it is thousands of times better than the Qianwei Great Sage's own cultivation.

He has not yet become a god, but he does not dare to rashly deduce the divine way.

The Nanfeng Kingdom is small and cannot compare with the seven major divine kingdoms and various temples, but as long as you are willing, from now on, you will be the second in command of the Nanfeng Ancient Kingdom. "

After the Beast King's chariot left, a truckload of training resources was delivered to the manor.

Going further is to convert the holy way into the divine way.

Zhang Ji withdrew his tired mental thoughts and saw thousands of golden books floating around.

However, he did not rashly try to break into the realm of spiritual power. First, this power was obtained too easily, and he was a little worried.

……

Ice King is located on the edge of hell.

There are seventeen realms and seventeen cities.

Because of the existence of the transcendent force of the Ice Palace, the Ten Tribes of Hell and the Temple of Destiny were indifferent to this.

As a result, the entire Ice King has become a paradise for the ten dark forces and monks from the heavenly realm to sneak into.

After the top-quality Origin Divine Crystal appeared, worldly experts from all forces gathered towards Ice King, just to find the whereabouts of the legendary Origin Temple.

The source of the appearance of the divine crystal is the Goddess Tower on Ice King.

The Goddess Tower is controlled by the Goddess Twelfth House among the ten dark forces, and it gathers countless beauties and worldly beauties.

Crossing the Ancient God Road, passing through the space formation, and arriving at the Ice King from the Destiny God Realm in the hinterland of the region, Qian Wei has been full of travels.

She didn't understand why her master came to Ice King, but there was a reason for it.

Her cultivation has reached the peak of the realm of ten thousand deaths, and there are more than nine trillion holy rules in her body. Such achievements are all due to the Holy Will of Tianxu that has been deduced to the extreme.

The mountains are high and the depths are unfathomable. This is her evaluation of Zhang Ji.

Stepping into the city gate of Xiyi City, a sword intent that made her heart tremble slowly burst out from the city.

The twelve-foot-tall divine beast Yinglong pulled a silver chariot, and the sword intent came from inside the chariot.

Wu Ma Jiuxing, the number one dark force in the hell world, the young master of Qiankun Yiqitang, and the genius of the sword trained by the universe's number one sword master.

Today we will challenge the dignity of the Temple of Destiny in the city.

Zhuo Yunong, the world's number one person in the Temple of Destiny, stood tall and tall, holding the ax of judgment, the supreme holy weapon, as he walked out of the attic and walked towards Yinglong step by step.

Gu Shejing and Zhang Ruochen were sitting in an attic in the city, feeling the holy power of Yinglong's body burning the sky and boiling the sea, and the sword intent that almost tore apart the holy soul. While amazed, they immediately planned to stay away from the battlefield.

The confrontation between the two top experts in the God Realm, even the aftermath of the battlefield, was not something Zhang Ruochen could withstand in the Hundred Flails Realm.

The two hurriedly retreated towards the outside of the city. After walking several hundred feet, they suddenly stopped.

Ahead, a pretty figure wearing a long black dress walked slowly.

"Great Sage Qianwei, why is she here?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at Gu Shejing beside him in confusion.

"Let's see what use I have. She is a monk under the Tianluo Kingdom. I can't order her."

"However, Zhang Ruochen, I think her cultivation has reached the peak of ten thousand deaths. She is much more powerful than you. You, a Yuanhui-level genius, seem to have been outclassed."

While Gu Shejing was teasing, she was also quite surprised.

A year ago, the other party was only at the Great Perfection of the Hundred Flails Realm, and his cultivation of the top third-grade Holy Will caused quite a stir among the Rakshasa clan.

Such a short time has passed, but it is unreal to have reached this state. Even if there is a time treasure and hundreds of years of seclusion, it is amazing enough.

"A lifetime of death?"

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly and was very puzzled. He was not surprised at the speed of the opponent's cultivation, but at the direction she was going.

When two of the top two in the God Realm compete against each other, there is not much difference between the Ten Thousand Deaths and the Hundred Flails Realm.

His face was as shallow as a flat lake, passing by the two of them.

Zhuo Yunong held up the Gate of Destiny, and under the influence of his peak demigod cultivation, everything within a hundred feet was empty.

In the Yinxia Yunguang chariot, the holy thoughts of Wu Ma Jiu Xing were separated and locked on her body.

Another powerful figure in the Temple of Destiny, Emperor Wuyueming, was sitting on the street, stood up and stopped Qianwei.

"This is not the place you should come. You are a genius, but you are still far from being able to intervene in a battlefield of this level."

He didn't know who would win or lose between Zhuo Yunong and Wuma Jiuxing, but he knew very well what would happen if a great sage who was destined to die would intrude into it.

No bones remain.

Qianwei said nothing.

Ever since she condensed the third-grade holy will and became the master's slave, her destiny has changed. In the future, she is destined to ascend to the divine realm and trample all living beings under her feet.

Wuyue Minghuang is the first Minghuang of the Tianming Division. He is an existence in the hell realm that can stop children from crying.

In her eyes at this moment, he was no different from an ordinary great sage. There is no reason for this, it's just that as a soul slave, he is naturally tainted by his master's will.

What's more, her Tao was deduced by Zhang Ji, and it was inherently domineering and scornful of the universe.

The first sword under the divine realm?

Just the name alone makes people feel excited.

The dark holy power is pure, rippling like water waves.

Looking at Qingrou, she turned the world into the Tianxu realm.

"not necessarily."

She passed by Wu Yueming Emperor, leaving only this faint sentence.

Standing in the sea of ​​her energy, Zhang Ji took action for the first time after years of silence.

The Tianxu domain that was originally less than ten feet suddenly expanded to hundreds of feet.

It overcame Zhuo Yunong's Gate of Destiny and rivaled Wuma Jiu Xing's invisible realm of swordsmanship.

"How can it be."

Gu Shejing and Wu Yueminghuang said this at the same time.

If you have been in seclusion for a hundred years and your cultivation has reached the peak of the realm of ten thousand deaths, it can be explained by your accumulation of knowledge.

That sixty-nine-and-a-half-level spiritual power could surpass the realm of the holy path of the world's first person in the Temple of Destiny, which was completely beyond their understanding.

Zhuo Yunong frowned and looked solemnly at the figure in the pretty black dress walking towards him.

He did not feel relieved because a master from the hell world came, because the killing intention of the holy way released by the other party included him.

He didn't know how strong Qianwei was, but there were only two people in the Temple of Destiny who could break through the suppression of his Gate of Destiny. At least, Emperor Wuyue Ming couldn't do it at this level.

Zhang Ji's spiritual thoughts entered his body, and the woman's autumn eyes instantly became solemn.

"Wuma Jiuxing, who is obsessed with swordsmanship, Zhuo Yunong, who is the number one person in the world in the Temple of Destiny."

I ordered the emperor to cheer up and listen carefully, hoping to find out the reason why the person in front of him intervened at this time.

"I am very interested in your holy will."

Zhuo Yunong's eyes darkened slightly, and the sound of Wu Ma Jiuxing came from the chariot.

"Whether one or two, it's all just a single blow!"

"Take my knife!"

Within a hundred feet, the sword energy and the rules of the sword all gathered above the chariot and condensed into one point.

Hundreds of feet become empty, this is a sword in the divine realm.

Wu Ma Jiuxing has not yet become a god, but the sword art has already become a god.

This knife was originally prepared for Zhuo Yunong, but now it was flying towards Qianwei.

Obviously, in Wuma Jiuxing's view, she is a greater threat than Zhuo Yunong.

Zhuo Yunong waved the ax of judgment and wanted to take the initiative to join the battlefield.

But before he had time to take action, the figure in the black dress had already shot out with one palm.

Darkness is like the sky, Daluo is like the divine river, death is like the death knell, and the demons are buried in thousands of ways.

This is the Holy Will of Tianxu at the pinnacle of the Holy Path. It is the pinnacle of the third level and belongs to the level of true Yuanhui-level representative figures.

Wu Ma Jiu Xing slashed down with a shocking sword, and the destructive power became more and more intense, shaking all directions, shaking the Ice Palace monks who were stabilizing the rules of the Holy City in the distance to the point where they vomited blood and were thrown away.

Zhuo Yunong, who was closest to the confrontation, withdrew the Judgment Ax instead.

Wu Ma Jiu Xing's sword can kill with one strike, and its power is infinite, but it will not destroy it. The strength is scattered in all directions one after another.

This situation shows that he did not win.

Zhang Ji, who had occupied Qianwei's body, used his mental power to fully unleash the power of Tianxu's Holy Will for the first time, and felt a sense of clarity in his heart.

It seems that as long as he wants to, the next moment, he can rely on Tianxu's holy will to break through the realm and become a god.

Moreover, it may not be the Holy Will of Tianxu.

Endless spiritual power penetrated the shallow sacred heart and poured into her limbs and bones.

A hundred feet in circumference turned into a black hole, swallowing everything.

The holy energy and rules all disappeared into the black hole.

The aura of martial arts in Qianwei's body is getting higher and higher step by step, and the number of rules of the holy way continues to rise.

Soon it passed the ten trillion level mark, and after reaching eleven trillion levels, the rules were intertwined and condensed into the supreme legal body.

At the same time, holy dragons flew out of the black hole one after another, and hundreds of dragons came out. Each one represented the holy will of the highest level, exuding a fighting power comparable to that of the Supreme Saint.

Yinglong roared, Wu Majiu walked out of the chariot, looked at the flying dragons in the sky, and felt frightened for the first time.

Gu Shejing's whole body exuded devilish aura, and her eyes flashed solemnly.

"No matter how talented a person is, it is impossible for him to achieve this level. Now even if someone tells me that Qianwei is the reincarnation of the God King and Lord, I will not have the slightest doubt."

"Zhang Ruochen, be careful, I'm afraid no one will be able to leave today."

Before she finished speaking, hundreds of dragons intertwined and turned into a battle field, covering the entire West First City.

The light of the sword and the light of the ax soared into the sky. Wu Yue Minghuang and Gu Shejing all had no choice but to take action, bursting out their peak combat power to face the sky full of war dragons.

Zhang Ruochen supported the Yin Yang and Five Elements Holy Will, and the power of his demigod body was mobilized with all his strength. At a glance, he felt despair.

The woman in the black skirt abandoned Wuma Jiuxing and the others and walked towards her.

Every time he takes a step, the aura on the holy body increases by one point, and there are trillions more rules of the holy way in the realm.

He has been cultivating for many years, and the rules of the Holy Path in his body are only tens of billions. The rules of the Holy Path that the opponent increases in one breath are a hundred times as many as his own.

He somewhat believed what Gu Shejing said just now. Apart from the reincarnation of the God King and God Lord, there was absolutely no other possibility.

Zhang Ruochen did not surrender. If he really reached a desperate situation, he would self-destruct the Holy Source, and the Holy Will would drag the opponent along with him.

The incomplete Yin-Yang and the Five Elements Holy Intentions condensed into a Tao Seal, which was blessed in the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm, and was struck out by him with one palm.

The palm print carried the power of Gang Zhiyang and flew in front of the black figure. She stretched out a hand and caught it effortlessly.

The next moment, a scene happened that made Zhang Ruochen feel horrified.

The spiritual power flowing like a river was injected into the palm prints he made, stripping out the sacred meaning of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements.

Then, the holy will condensed into a Tao Seal, and under the stimulation of spiritual power, it emitted seven-color brilliance and exploded with power that destroyed the heaven and earth. It was more than a hundred times more powerful than when it was displayed in his hands.

Wuma Jiuxing, Zhuo Yunong, Wuyue Minghuang, and Gu Shejing respectively faced the four clones condensed from the four paths of Tianxu's holy will, and encountered the same problem as Zhang Ruochen.

The holy will they had cultivated for many years was actually discovered by the opponent in front of them, and they even learned to walk away, erupting with a power that was not inferior to theirs, and even defeated them.

This is simply a fantasy.

Zhang Ji, who was deducing the sacred meaning of Yin Yang and Five Elements, had no intention of paying attention to the crowd.

The yin-yang and five-element holy will that merged six kinds of holy will and broke the limits of heaven and earth gave him a big surprise.

If the ultimate Holy Will of Tianxu can make him become a god at any time, then the Holy Will of Yin-Yang and the Five Elements, which he has just glimpsed, can make him a god with a single thought and become a strong man in the realm of gods.

Yin Yang and the five elements have already touched the threshold of the first level. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is stealing the heaven and earth.

Within the regular space, the scattered original particles are affected by the sacred meaning of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, and the speed of their cohesion increases dramatically.

The entire rule space was trembling violently.

Zhang Ji raised his eyes to look at Zhang Ruochen, who was standing there with alert eyes, and showed a meaningful smile.

As expected of his ninth brother, if it weren't for Yin Yang and Five Elements, if he wanted to reunite his body, he would really have to find the original secret.

"town!"

Qianwei's supreme body was filled with more than thirty-six trillion rules of the holy way, and he shouted softly.

The Tao domain pressed down horizontally, Yinglong wept with blood, Wu Ma Jiuxing was covered in blood, fled in embarrassment, and disappeared outside the Xiyi Holy City.

Zhuo Yunong, Wu Yueming Huang, and Gu Shejing looked pale, with holy blood flowing from the corners of their mouths.

They looked up at the figure standing quietly in the middle of the street, and their hearts were full of complexities.

If before today, there was still controversy about being the best in the world under the realm of gods, then there is no longer any.

It's not Yuan Qianmo who ranks first in the Shenchu ​​Volume, it's not the famous Emperor Donghua in the heavenly realm, and it's not the genius Wu Ma Jiuxing who is rarely encountered by the dark forces in thousands of years.

But in front of him was the female great saint of the Rakshasa tribe who was unknown more than a year ago and had an ordinary background.

The figure just glanced at them indifferently, and then walked towards the direction of the Goddess Tower.

That gaze was not looking at the opponent, but at the ant.

Deep in the Goddess Tower, Bai Qing'er looked at the picture coming from the source mirror in front of her and was silent for a long time.

Then, endless fighting spirit arose.

She uses the best Origin Divine Crystal as bait and the Origin Temple as a tactic to plot against the heaven world, the Temple of Destiny, the ten dark forces, all parties in the universe, and all the top figures in the world, in order to create something for herself. A troubled time.

Only when all the enemies are present can she unleash her strongest potential and truly enter the flawless Yuanhui level.

But the powerful enemy that appeared at this moment was almost as powerful as any other, and he was an excellent whetstone.

(End of this chapter)