Chapter 4179 An arm, a fighting spirit

Previously, the Eternal Divine Sea was shattered in order to help the army of the Temple of Destiny withstand the destructive storm that exploded from the origin of the ancestors. It was shattered together with time and space and turned into a turbulent belt of time and space.

But the word "eternal" is by no means a title, it really contains the eternal Taoist aggregate.

At the reunion!

At this moment, the vortex transformed by the eternal divine sea gradually became stronger and more stable, with the power of chaos and the divine glow of heaven flowing inside.

The vortex is one light-year in diameter than the Eternal Divine Sea, and is larger, and contains more energy, which is extremely shocking to the human form.

Master Murong felt relieved, knowing that he had misunderstood, thinking that it was Feng Caiyi's step that shook the entire space-time turbulence zone.

Let’s just say, how can it be so easy to realize the founder of Taoism?

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Lord Murong, who was locked in the eternal divine sea, raised his arms high and released the World Tree.

The roots and branches of the World Tree extend in all directions, and are not made of wood but of stone.

The roots, branches and leaves are each tens of millions of miles long, like countless long and narrow rock worlds, helping him to stabilize his figure in the whirlpool of the eternal divine sea.

"No wonder Zhang Ruochen is not worried about being interrupted by the reverse flow of time. It turns out that he has a backup plan. He wants to use the eternal divine sea to repair the long river of time? Unfortunately, I am here, and his wishful plan is destined to fail."

Master Murong secretly laughed at Zhang Ruochen's lack of wisdom. Didn't he know that the eternal divine sea without the White Jade God Emperor could be taken away by Xu Fengjin? Wouldn't it be equivalent to leaving him a legacy without Zhang Ruochen's eternal divine sea?

Big opportunity?

"Chichi!"

The ancestor-level spiritual tentacles are released along the roots and branches of the World Tree, extending for more than ten trillion miles in the whirlpool of the Divine Sea.

Lord Murong probed the energy intensity of every part of the eternal divine sea, analyzed Zhang Ruochen's Tao, and refined the rules and order in the vortex. He wanted to refine the eternal divine sea into the heart of God, thus forming the foundation for future impact on the ninety-sixth level of spiritual power.

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Only by reaching the ninety-sixth level can one replace Yan Tingqiu's position among the ancestors of time and space.

"Is this the power of the ancestor? Such strong mental pressure."

In the Mingxi River behind the Destiny Temple, there was a terrifying temple god, trembling all over, about to be knocked to his knees by the aura emanating from Master Murong.

"So what about the ancestor? Didn't you see the emperor kill the ancestor instantly? Stand up straight, the Horrible Palace cannot afford to be embarrassed like this."

As the palace master of the Terrifying Palace, Xuetu showed a cold expression on his face as he glanced at the gods in the Terrifying Palace behind him.

Blood Massacre released the Gate of Destiny and the order and rules of the Immortal and Infinite Realm, helping the gods behind to block most of the pressure of the ancestor's spiritual power, and it was very difficult for him to support himself.

It felt like the whole world was collapsing from all directions, squeezing his soul and spirit.

Once you can no longer hold on, your spirit will be shattered. Let alone fighting Master Murong, your fighting spirit will collapse in an instant, and you will kneel at his feet, let it go, and become the slave of the ancestor.

You must know that in front of him, the three half-ancestors Xu Tian, ​​Feng Tian, ​​and Chan Bing helped them, the immortal and infinite god kings, to block most of the mental pressure of the ancestors.

The strong will always stand in front, and the followers will never retreat.

Only in this way can their army be qualified to fight against the ancestors.

If they were scattered, the First Ancestor would be able to destroy the fighting will of these self-righteous and powerful men without taking any action.

At this moment, Xue Tu finally understood how strong those monks who dared to fight against the ancestor alone, and even could self-destruct their divine source in front of the ancestor, were, and he was indeed still far behind.

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Xu Tian felt countless fiery looks coming from behind him again. He knew without looking back that the eyes of the army of monks on Mingxi River must be full of respect and expectation for him.

Don't look back.

Never look back.

Xutian held the golden sword tightly and looked at Fengtian who was one step ahead: "Feng Caiyi, you can go ahead. I will lead the monks from the Temple of Destiny to help you sacrifice your life for righteousness. As long as you severely injure that old man, I will definitely not

It will make him feel better."

Chan Bing said: "Feng Tian's self-explosion of the divine source is enough to severely damage Lord Murong. If Xu Tian explodes himself again, Lord Murong will definitely not be able to maintain the ninety-fifth level of spiritual power cultivation state even if he does not die. When the time comes, I will lead the army of the Temple of Destiny.

I will kill my ancestors to avenge you, and then push time forward to help Di Chen complete the feat of reversing the future."

Xu Tian clenched his teeth in his lips and looked at Chan Bing.

Chan Bing looked up and said: "I have just entered the realm of the semi-ancestor for the first time. It is absolutely impossible for me to have the ability to self-destruct the divine source in front of the ancestor of spiritual power. But my body is the ice butterfly of time. On the long river of time, I have the ability that you do not have."

The advantages."

"When it is really necessary, I can lead the army of the Temple of Destiny and Mingxi to build a long bridge in the turbulence zone of time and space. You can't do that, right?"

The frozen silkworm of time has long since turned into a butterfly.

"Stop fighting, Master Murong is in big trouble!"

Fengtian stared at the eternal divine sea vortex in front of him.

I saw an arm emerging from the aura of chaos, surrounded by divine and martial marks all over the sky, counting billions, and forming an infinite sea of ​​stars.

The five fingers spread out, as if a piece of heaven and earth were born.

Palm lines turn into mountains, vast and indistinct.

A blood moon rose from the palm of his hand, dyeing the eternal divine sea with a layer of mysterious red light.

It is the blood moon over Luozu Yunshan Realm. In other words, it is the other side of Heluo Hai.

Lord Murong had naturally discovered this arm a long time ago, and a cold look appeared in his eyes: "I really think that one arm can defeat the ancestor, Zhang Ruochen, you are too arrogant!"

Master Murong was naturally angry.

Previously, Zhang Ruochen used one arm to chop his spiritual body into pieces.

How could the ancestors endure such humiliation?

"It's a bit too much! But if you add the destructive energy of two half-ancestral pinnacle divine sources, it won't be enough!" Chan Bing whispered.

The monks in the Temple of Destiny didn't know about the initial battle that took place in the long river of time, and naturally they didn't know about Zhang Ruochen's feat of chasing Murong's mastery of spiritual power, magic and body with one arm.

Chan Bing only knew that with this arm to restrain Lord Murong, Feng Caiyi and Xu Tian's chances of success in self-destructing the divine source would be greatly increased.

"boom!"

On this arm, Mani beads hang on the back of the hand, and the invisible imprint of all things appears on the palm.

With one palm strike, he collided with Master Murong and struck him. He actually knocked Master Murong flying backwards and somersaulted several times in the whirlpool.

The entire eternal divine sea was shaken by it.

"Okay! What a great emperor of heaven. He can suppress the ancestors with one arm. Who can compare with him in the past and present?"

Xu Tian was more excited than anyone else, and looked at Chan Bing: "You have some strength, but your knowledge is too shallow. Zhang Tiandao's methods are already extraordinary, and the ancestor can't hold one of his arms. What about you?"

...With just one finger of his, you can make you scream in agony, unable to live or die."

There were black lines on Chan Bing's forehead. Old Ghost Xu was overly excited. He was talking obscenely and dared to make fun of her.

Of course Xu Tian was excited!

If Zhang Ruochen's arm doesn't appear again, he will be forced by Chan Bing and the monks from the Temple of Destiny to self-destruct his divine source.

Master Murong immediately gave up the idea of ​​seizing the eternal divine sea, propped up the World Tree, and cast the talisman.

Suddenly, a sea of ​​talismans surged out from beneath his feet, and the waves of talismans rose thousands of miles high.

"Chi!"

Brahma fire surged out of the mani bead, causing the entire arm to burn.

With one punch, the talisman wave burned, turning into a sea of ​​fire and rushing back.

"The combat power of the former immortal Bai Yuan's hand is only at the level of half-ancestor. With one arm and an eternal sea of ​​gods, you want to suppress the ancestor?"

Master Murong retreated quickly, snorted coldly, and launched a mental attack. From the spiritual dimension, he wanted to destroy Zhang Ruochen's spirit and consciousness in that arm.

No matter how strong an arm is, it definitely doesn't contain much spiritual consciousness and soul.

Use your own strengths to attack their weaknesses.

"Wow!"

In the chaotic clouds behind the arm, the Wa Palace appeared, emitting brilliant multicolored rays of light.

A war spirit with three heads and six arms that was dozens of feet tall, carrying the Pure Yang Divine Sword, walked out of the Wa Palace.

It has a heroic posture, a soul like clouds, and is full of destructive energy.

It was Emperor Wa who forged the fighting spirit of "Ping Di Drain".

The fighting spirit slashed out with a sword, breaking through Murong Lord's mental power attack in the spiritual dimension.

At the same time, countless blood overflowed from Zhang Ruochen's arm and shoulder wound.

This blood turns into a dense network of blood vessels and is connected to the arm of the three-headed and six-armed fighting spirit holding the Pure Yang Divine Sword. The two forces are now combined.

At this moment, Lord Murong finally felt the pressure.

"The methods of Emperor Wa and Emperor Tiandao are combined together. They are the strongest in ancient times and today. I'm afraid even the ancestors will find it difficult!" Que said.
To be continued...