God Emperor

Latest website: Fengdu Ghost Town occupies a vast area, with a densely built ghost market and winding paths leading to secluded sacred soil and mountains.

Those who can occupy a mountain in the city are the first-class big shots in the divine realm.

Master Yunjing and Zhao Wu entered such a hill. The stone stairs were winding upwards, and both sides were covered with dark trees hanging human head fruits. There are waterfalls and inscriptions everywhere.

There is a temple in the mountains with lanterns hanging, and there is a hint of eerieness in the silence.

This mountain is called Kufa Mountain.

This view is called the view of enlightenment.

It’s Zhao Wu’s dojo!

After opening the mountain guardian formation and entering the Taoist temple, Zhao Wu and Master Yun Jing bowed to the inner hall and saluted. The former said: "The matter has been done. Tang Lan has taken it without disturbing the other gods in the city."

Master Yun Jing took out the bronze mirror and drew patterns with his fingers.

"Bang!"

Light mist appeared on the mirror, and Tang Lan fell from it.

Under the suppression of the mirror light, she could not move. She just stared at Zhao Wu and Master Yun Jing with a pair of cold eyes, and then looked at the inner hall ahead.

In a dark blue wooden building in the view, a deep voice sounded: "Why did Tang Lan leave the city?"

"this……"

Zhao Wu and Master Yun Jing looked at each other but ignored this point.

Tang Lan left the city and returned immediately, which was indeed unusual.

"Pindao, go check it out now!" Zhao Wudao said.

Master Yun Jing pinched his five fingers into the shape of claws and exuded corpse energy. He stared at Tang Lan, who was suppressed in the mirror light, and said with a smile: "I'd better search for the soul!"

"No need!"

The wooden door opened, and a tall and thin figure appeared under the eaves.

The cold wind suddenly picked up and the lanterns swayed.

The shadows on the ground became vague and indistinct, adding to the mysterious aura of the tall and thin figure, and the surrounding world was changing because of him.

The tall and thin figure said: "You are still not careful enough in what you do, and you don't even know that someone is following you."

"What?"

Zhao Wu's spirit was released, and at the same time, divine energy poured into the ground from his feet, stimulating the formation inscriptions in the Taoist temple.

"Crash!"

These formation inscriptions are condensed into bowl-thick chains under the ground and in the air, intertwined vertically and horizontally, connecting the sky and the earth, imprisoning the entire space of Kufa Mountain.

From all directions outside the Taoist temple, corpses of gods flew up one after another.

Either punching, forming seals, or holding the supreme holy weapon as a warrior... dozens of divine corpses, all wearing divine armor, exuding a tyrannical aura.

The intensive attack force fell, causing the formation chains to break.

Three divine corpses, with talismans attached to their foreheads, rushed into the Taoist temple first and attacked Master Yun Jing.

"Weapon Refining Corpse Soldier, Shake the Light!"

Master Yun Jing smiled sinisterly and stepped on the ground with his right foot.

At the center of the foot, the space extended outwards, forming a shock wave that hit the three divine corpses heavily.

The three divine corpses were thrown out and suspended in the air.

"Uh-huh!"

"Uh-huh!"

"Uh-huh!"

Master Yun Jing used a mysterious body technique, changed his position three times in a row, made three hand seals, and struck the three divine corpses.

With Master Yunjing's cultivation and his real body, once he was hit, not to mention the three divine corpses, even the three Taixu Realm great gods would be severely injured.

After being hit, the three divine corpses fell and flew out, but they quickly got up again, their bodies exuding a metallic luster, and they didn't appear to be injured at all.

The contempt in Master Yunjing's eyes disappeared.

As expected of the famous weapon-refining corpse soldier, he is truly extraordinary.

If you want to make a weapon-refining corpse soldier, you have to use an excellent divine corpse as the main body, and use the weapon-refining method to refine the rare weapon-refining materials into the divine corpse using a special method.

After countless years and generations of monks' sacrifices, the divine corpse will become stronger and stronger.

Under normal circumstances, refining a corpse soldier with such a powerful weapon would consume a lot of resources, enough to wipe out the wealth of an ancient god of Taixu.

Only Fengdu Ghost City has such a foundation. Dozens of weapon-refining corpse soldiers appear at one time, all of them are like great gods.

These are the deities of the past dynasties in Fengdu Ghost City, which took countless thousands of years to accumulate!

Zhao Wu and Master Yunjing, two well-known strong men in the Taixu Realm, took advantage of the formation and location, but they were unable to compete with these weapon-refining corpse soldiers, and they soon fell into a disadvantage.

The tall and thin figure looked at a certain position outside the view and said: "The Yaoguang Emperor is indeed the most powerful spiritual spirit in the boundless realm of Fengdu Ghost City. With these thirty-four corpse-refining weapons, she is enough to look down on the world." hero."

A long female voice floated from outside the view: "Since you know this is Fengdu Ghost City, how dare you make trouble in the city? Do you believe that I, my concubine, will lead the divine formation in the city to kill you?"

"It's not the imperial concubine who has the final say to activate the divine formation in the city." The tall and thin figure said with a smile.

The woman's voice continued to float in: "Tell me, what exactly do you want and why did you capture Tang Lan?"

"It's not about capturing, it's about inviting! God Lan is a great god in the Taibai Realm and a Taoist companion of Chisha Luo. I naturally want to meet him when I come to Fengdu Ghost City."

The tall and thin figure changed positions and appeared next to Tang Lan.

Just now, eight corpse-refining soldiers joined forces to break Master Yunjing's defense and completely collapsed the world of the gods.

The tall and thin figure clapped his hands out, and two pieces of divine light surged out from his palms, turning into two turbid and majestic rivers of light, knocking the eight corpse-refining soldiers away.

He reached out and lifted Tang Lan up, grabbed his neck, and said: "Put away your weapons and refine the corpse soldiers. I have no intention of becoming an enemy of Fengdu Ghost City. However, if the imperial concubine continues to press, there is no guarantee that there will be no accidents."

Wisps of corpse energy poured into Tang Lan's body from his fingers.

Suddenly, dark yellow corpse lines appeared on the fair neck.

The flesh-and-blood ghost body showed signs of decomposition.

The woman outside the audience said, "Since you have no intention of becoming an enemy of Fengdu Ghost City, let Tang Lan go first."

"OK!"

The tall and thin figure waved his arm, and the Tang Lan ghost body in his hand exploded, turning into a dense ghost cloud and flying towards the outside.

Yaoguang is the concubine of Ghost Emperor Wenhe. She stands on top of a dark tree outside the temple. Her divine robes are shining brightly and her figure is picturesque, but her face cannot be seen clearly.

The ghost cloud surged in and was blocked by the mental force field ten feet in front of Yao Guang.

Tang Lan's screams rang out in the ghost cloud.

One of Yaoguang's slender and soft jade hands stretched out from his sleeve, trying to help Tang Lan condense his ghost body and divine body. At this moment, a tall and thin figure rushed out of the ghost cloud, his figure like a sharp sword, and crashed into her mental field.

Fluttering Light seemed to have expected it. Dense talisman lights appeared on his body, covering his whole body, and he retreated backwards at an extremely fast speed.

"Don't get involved with the weapon-refining corpse soldiers."

The tall and thin figure dropped these words, pressed his palm into the void, and corpse energy surged out.

A river of corpses a hundred feet wide emerged from in front of him, like a giant dragon, wrapping around the fleeing light.

"Imperial concubine is still too conceited. After all, you are just a spirit god. Do you really think you dare to fight with me because you have mastered the Corpse Refining Weapon?"

The tall and thin figure drew a circle with his fingers, and the dense regular divine patterns flew out and merged with the river of corpses, like billions of steel needles, sealing off all escape routes for Yaoguang.

A divine talisman flew out of Yaoguang's body and shattered the river of corpses.

"I have long expected that Wenhe Ghost Emperor must have left the Divine Talisman for you."

The tall and thin figure arrived in front of Yaoguang, not afraid of the divine talisman at all. He spread his hands, and ten rivers of corpses appeared at the same time, rushing towards Yaoguang from ten different directions.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the tall and thin figure noticed something and turned around to look at Wu Xin.

It was discovered that Master Yunjing was punched through the chest by a purple-robed man wearing a mask, and hit the cliff, with his body directly embedded in it.

The purple-robed man seemed to rush out of the ghost cloud.

In other words, he has been hiding in Tang Lan's divine world.

What surprised the tall and thin figure even more was that the man in purple robe actually exuded the aura of the Three Evil Emperors.

Zhang Ruochen wore the half-skeleton mask of the Three Evil Emperors and looked at each other with the tall and thin figure. He was amazed in his heart that there was such a strong person in the immeasurable realm.

Putting the ghost cloud into his sleeves, Zhang Ruochen turned into a dark light and flew out of the mountain.

"How sacred are you? How can you leave Kufa Mountain if you want?" Zhao Wu hit the porcelain bowl, causing the space to rotate, and billions of ghosts flew out of the bowl, surrounding Zhang Ruochen.

"I, Han Shang, can leave whenever I want, and you, Zhao Wu, can keep me here? Haha!"

Zhang Ruochen laughed loudly, and used the Wuji Divine Way to transform the chaotic Yin Qi in his body into the power of darkness. He shot out a palm and knocked out a large number of fierce ghosts.

Immediately afterwards, ignoring the space distorted by the porcelain bowl, he stepped through the space vortex, rushed out of Kufa Mountain, and disappeared into the darkness.

The tall and thin figure wanted to chase him, but Yaoguang kept counterattacking and had to fight with all his strength. He had no choice but to snort and stay, using ten rivers of corpses to gradually destroy the defensive power of the Divine Talisman.

After a while, the divine talisman turned into specks of light and dissipated invisible.

Ten rivers of corpses wrapped around the fluctuating light, becoming smaller and smaller, turning into a talisman and flying into the hands of the tall and thin figure.

It is also a talisman left by a strong person in the Infinite Realm. Obviously, this one in the hand of the tall and thin figure is more powerful.

Master Yun Jing flew over and said, "Master, please punish me!"

The phantom light dissipated on the tall and thin figure, revealing a strange face.

Half of it is a flawless and handsome face, and the other half is a rotten face with only bones left.

It was none other than Huang E Shenjun, the disciple of the Sansha Emperor and the current strongest person in the Corpse Clan.

Lord Huange looked at the scars on Master Yunjing's chest and said, "It's the remnants of the underworld's power. Could it be that he is really in mourning?"

Master Yunjing said: "It is very possible that it is really him, and the disciple sensed his aura."

Master Yun Jing had no idea that the half-bone mask on Zhang Ruochen's face not only had the aura of the Three Evil Emperors, but also the aura of mourning.

Zhao Wu put away the porcelain bowl and came on the wind. He said with a heavy voice under the mask: "It is impossible for such a powerful Taixu Realm god to appear in the world for no reason. He must be in trouble. It seems that this old guy He is not dead at all, and now that he has returned to the hell realm, he will surely show off his talents."

God Lord Huang E sneered: "Everyone knows that the little nun is in charge of the Nether Clan today. Before Gong Tian comes back, Han Shang cannot control the power of the Nether Clan and can't make much trouble."