God Emperor

Latest website: The so-called "war temple" refers to the temple left by the ancient strong men, which was inherited by the gods of later generations and turned into a temple for war.

Like a temple-shaped armor.

It has the strongest defense power and the strongest attack power.

It is very similar to the Ancestral Temple of the Yasha Clan, except that the general war magic temple is far less powerful than the Ancestral Temple.

Of course, whether it is the Ancestral Temple or the War Technique Temple, the key lies in the cultivation level of the temple owner. The stronger the soul of the temple owner, the stronger the power of the temple can be elicited.

The demi-god flew out of the black temple and crossed the void.

Black lightning flashed around the temple, containing terrifying killing power.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were solemn, but he was not deterred by the aura of the Infinite God. He attacked forward, pinched the sword formula with his fingers, and triggered the sword energy like rain, which collided heavily with the temple.

"boom!"

A large area of ​​space collapsed.

Zhang Ruochen and the Black Temple fell into the void world together, sword energy and formation beams intertwined.

The half-god's soul was released, and with a wave of his sleeves, a long river of purple divine energy surged out of the temple.

Divine energy is at a level that can only be cultivated by the infinite god, and every ray can kill gods. Such a long river of divine energy rushes into a divine array with a diameter of ten thousand feet.

The divine formation rotated rapidly, and gray clouds surged out of the center of the formation.

A tall, ferocious-faced, and powerful dead god came out of the clouds and swung a sickle-shaped war blade, piercing the sky.

Zhang Ruochen's sword energy was completely shattered by the sickle.

The sword light passed by him, and with just a little touch, the body-protecting divine light was torn apart, and a blood mark appeared on his shoulder.

It was terrifying, like a blow from the real God King.

Seeing the blood dripping from Zhang Ruochen's shoulder, the demi-god breathed a secret sigh of relief and said: "No matter how strong you are, you are still below the limitless level, and the power I am using now is already limitless. No matter you are a famous sword god, or something else Who, show your true strength!"

Zhang Ruochen could see that the combat power of the demi-god who controlled the War Technique Temple was already higher than that of Xuan Yi's clone.

Of course, this does not mean that the demi-god is the number one person under the Immortal. After all, if Xuan Yi controls the Tongtian Temple, he can easily crush his War Technique Temple.

Just like the God of War of Blood Jue offering sacrifices to the remains of the ancestor of Blood Jue, who can stop him under the immeasurable circumstances?

Every ancient god from a major force has a powerful trump card that can increase his combat power to the point of being invincible. The key depends on whether you can bear the cost of losing your trump card.

Xuan Yi lost the Tongtian Temple, half of the War Technique Temple was lost, the Blood God of War lost the remains of his ancestor, the Jade Spirit God lost the Yaksha Ancestral Temple...these were not just their own losses.

If they are really snatched away by the old scheming people hiding in the Immeasurable Realm, the forces behind them will definitely become furious.

Zhang Ruochen did not use artifacts or mysteries, but dodge at the speed of his body and did not collide head-on with the Temple of War Techniques.

In the eyes of all the spectators, Zhang Ruochen is in danger at this moment. If he slows down a little, he will be beaten to pieces by the divine formation in the Temple of War Techniques.

Unknowingly, the battlefield between Zhang Ruochen and Banzun was getting further and further away from Xiongguan Star.

Above the atmosphere of Xiongguan Star, Muto God of War walked out of thin air.

He is the second strongest person in the Dark Temple after Wuyue. His bones are wrapped in black iron, which puts great pressure on all the gods of the hell world present.

"This famous sword god is really unexpectedly powerful. Yuan Ruhai even used the War Technique Temple to defeat him. It seems that I need help from this god!"

The voice of Muto God of War was dry, as harsh as iron rubbing against each other.

A god from the Dark Temple said: "God of War, be careful. The famous sword god in front of you may not be the real famous sword god. He is so strong that he doesn't look like a great god at all. Maybe he was transformed into an old monster from the Infinite Realm!"

"So what if it is transformed from an old monster from the Infinite Realm? If you dare to be an enemy of the Hell Realm, you must pay the price."

Muto God of War tore open the space, crossed the void directly, and rushed to the battlefield between Zhang Ruochen and Demi-Zun.

He never thought about using his own cultivation to compete with the famous sword god. After all, the previous half-master was severely injured by the famous sword god in an instant. With such fighting power, who would dare to compete?

However, before the Nine-Death Emperor went to the Great Wall of Kitazawa, he left him a temple of warfare. It was a temple refined by the ancient heavens, and it contained the power left by the heavens.

This War Technique Temple was reserved for him to deal with the God King and the Lord in order to protect the interests of the Dark Temple in the universe.

The strength displayed by the famous Sword God and the threat it may pose have reached the point where it is necessary to use the War Technique Temple.

"boom!"

Muto, the God of War, drove a white temple and descended into the world of nothingness.

The white temple is as crystal clear as jade, with a jade-carved divine dragon wrapped around the temple, surrounded by auspicious clouds, emitting colorful rays of light.

It's not like a temple owned by the gods of the Dark Temple, but more like a temple belonging to the Immortal Family.

Driven by the soul of Mutuo, the God of War, Zhang Ruochen was enveloped in colorful rays of light. Every ray of light was like a divine chain, making Zhang Ruochen feel like he had fallen into a swamp.

I wanted to raise my arm, but it felt like there was a hundred thousand sacred mountains pressing on it.

The jade dragon came to life, with all the divine patterns on its body densely packed, and it swung Zhang Ruochen away three thousand miles away with its claws.

Zhang Ruochen's internal organs ached, and his 70% Immeasurable-level body couldn't bear it, as if it was about to burst.

But everything was as he expected. The strongest trump cards of all the major forces in the hell world were exposed. They were indeed very powerful and could resist the attack of the Infinite God King of the Universe.

If they did not have such strength, it would be abnormal and would make Zhang Ruochen feel that they were showing weakness to the enemy.

"It's a pity that I didn't bring the Sword Temple here, otherwise why would I be afraid of you two?"

Zhang Ruochen deliberately sighed like this, and then stepped on the divine steps to escape into the depths of the universe.

"Want to escape? It's not that easy!"

The Muto God of War inspired the space teleportation array under the War Technique Temple. The space trembled, ripples appeared, and the temple disappeared.

Reappeared and intercepted Zhang Ruochen.

At the same time, Princess Shenyou in the Eighteenth Bureau of Yin and Yang, and the second elder of the Formation Mie Palace in the Baizi Qilin Formation, all slowly evacuated, widening the distance from Xiongguan Star. But being pursued by the God King's battle formation, it was difficult to escape.

The Hell Realm completely gained the upper hand, and the expressions of the gods above Xiongguan Star relaxed.

The pressure brought on them by the four ancient gods of heaven was really not small.

"On the battlefield, the power of an individual is still too small after all, and it is impossible to overturn the earth." The Yanyang God chuckled: "The gods of the Yanyang civilization obeyed the order, offered sacrifices to the sky flag, and killed the ancient god of plow marks."

In the Xiongguan Star, an aura of power that was more terrifying than the war magic temples of Half-Lord and Mutuo War God emitted, and a battle flag flew out from the void, making the rules of heaven and earth in the star field become active in an instant.

The power left by the current heavens is obviously much more terrifying than the dead Great Self and the ancient heavens.

"Why does a mere plow mark ancient god need to use the sky flag?" A melodious divine voice resounded throughout the heaven and earth.

Three divine lights flew out of the Xiongguan Star.

Each divine light contains an extremely terrifying aura. When flying, the space trembles and the stars tremble.

They are the three ancient strong men of the Bone Clan, Bai Changxu, Yunzhonghu, and Hei Tao. Each of them dominates a sea of ​​bones and is a giant-level existence in the divine realm.

"The three ancient gods should not be underestimated. The cultivation of the ancient gods Lihen is no small matter." Yanyang God reminded.

"Both Lord Leopard and Lord Bing were severely injured by the Ancient God of Plow Mark. If the three Ancient Gods of the Bone Clan dare to take action, they must hold on to their will."

Yanyang God looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw that the person who said these words was the ancient God of the Wind of Qinglu Temple.

The ancient god Kamikaze has butterfly wings on his back and steps on the blue divine mist.

In the divine mist, there is a black coffin suspended.

Seeing Yanyang God looking at him, the Ancient God of Kamikaze nodded to him and said: "What happened today is a bit strange. Although the four ancient gods in heaven are strong, they are not strong enough to challenge the army of hell. Among them, There must be something fishy. Now that the top experts have taken action, the interior of Xiongguan Star is empty, and we must beware of secret attacks from Tianting and Xinghuantian."

Yanyang God was very confident and said: "Don't worry! There are four great masters sitting in charge, Xiongguan Star is impregnable."

"Old God Kamikaze is too worried, we are still here!" Taixu Great God Fuchuan said.

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The two war magic temples, one behind the other, suppressed Zhang Ruochen in the broken space within ten thousand miles.

There are thirty-four divine formations surrounding it in all directions.

Each of the divine patterns left by Da Zizui Boundless and the Heavens was like a god-killing knife, shattering the divine world that Zhang Ruochen had evolved into pieces.

The supreme holy artifacts released by Zhang Ruochen were all turned into metal fragments, unable to withstand the attack of the War Technique Temple.

"We've all been lured out, and it's almost time. Xiongguan Star and Baizu Royal City should take action!" Zhang Ruochen secretly took out the Tianzun scroll and hid it in his sleeve, preparing to counterattack.

Feng Yan, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't bear it.

"With the blessing of the Temple of War Art, the Half-God and Muto War God already have combat power that is almost at the level of a God King or God, but the eldest brother cannot reveal his identity and cannot use mysteries and artifacts. This is so unfair!"

Feng Yan ignored Chishaluo's dissuasion and rushed out.

"Great... Sword God, take the sword!"

Feng Yan fired the Pure Yang Divine Sword.

The divine sword was like a dazzling meteor fire, cutting through the starry sky.

The Pure Yang Divine Sword passed through the light curtain of the divine formation and flew towards Zhang Ruochen.

"Sure enough, there are other heavenly gods hiding in the darkness."

The demi-god stood outside the War Technique Temple, glanced sideways at Feng Yan, raised his arm, and swung his palm out. The palms of my hands were vibrating in circles.

The heaven and earth were sensed, and a large handprint of divine light nearly ten thousand meters long appeared in the void and fell towards Fengyan.

He was so powerful that he wanted to beat him to death.

Feng Yan only felt that the space in all directions was collapsing towards him, his body could not move, and it was difficult for the energy in his body to move.

Chishara and Mandala flower gods appeared one after another, but the distant water could not save the near fire.

Givenxin stood hundreds of thousands of miles away, waved her fragrant sleeves, and a shower of colorful petals appeared. The 10,000-meter-long divine light handprint instantly turned into wisps of mist and decomposed.

The cleverness of the method shocked the demi-god.

He looked around with his spiritual eyes, and could only see Chishaluo, Mandala Flower God, and Xiang Chunan, but could not find the trace of the caster, and his heart sank slightly.