There was a moment of silence in the Wind Pavilion.

How could a being like Patriarch Chongming perish like this?

The former Lord of the Southern Universe, a ninety-third-level mental power giant, died in this Wind Pavilion. They had witnessed it all.

Everyone looked at Zhang Ruochen with a little more awe.

"The Kingdom of the Underworld is one of the most murderous places in the universe today. It is extremely dangerous. Leave immediately." Zhang Ruochen said.

Led by the seven great men, the gods rushed out of the Wind Pavilion in a ball of divine light.

"Form up a formation and defeat the army of underworld soldiers."

The seven adults raised their hands.

The Time Death Tree appeared behind him, its trunk rapidly growing from tens of meters high to tens of thousands of meters high.

Countless formation inscriptions hang down among the lush branches and leaves.

The gods in the Temple of Destiny released the divine world and turned into formation bases, forming a combined attack formation with the Death Tree of Time.

The power of all gods is connected as one.

Outside the Wind Pavilion, black clouds piled up layer by layer, covering the sky and the earth. Countless underworld soldiers stood in the clouds holding war weapons.

There are 80,000 battle flags, and the drums are beating loudly.

The cultivation level of these underworld soldiers is not high and they have not reached the divine realm, but the black clouds under them are the condensed formations of the 80,000-story building in the underworld. Their fighting spirit is quite condensed, forming a tall and majestic fighting spirit.

The battle is about to break out.

In the dark clouds in the northeast corner of Feng Pavilion, the sound of killing soared into the sky, and the sound of war drums sounded like thunder.

A thousand-foot-tall Netherworld War Spirit, holding a precious mirror, fired a blood-red death beam and struck the Time Death Tree.

"It's my soul-clearing mirror."

A great god from the Temple of Destiny exclaimed, then cursed in a low voice.

After they were captured, the soldiers were taken away.

The Seven Masters displayed their heroic demeanor and scattered the flying death beams with a single point of their finger.

The fingers flew into the black clouds and broke the formation inscriptions.

Thousands of underworld soldiers fell like rain.

The Netherworld War Spirit was hit in the chest, let out a low roar, and dissipated.

The Soul-Qing Mirror exploded open and turned into scrap metal fragments, flying in all directions like meteors.

"Let's activate the formation together and fight our way out of the Kingdom of Hades."

The seven masters flew to the top of the Death Tree of Time, stood facing the wind, with outstanding figures, spread out their right hands, and struck the sky with one palm.

The billions of runes in the palm of his hand turned into a rain of runes flying out from the sky, overwhelming the black clouds.

The gods under the Time Death Tree moved quickly, and hundreds of divine worlds rotated, turning into a formation millstone and pushing outwards.

Wherever the formation millstone passed, the formation of the underworld soldiers collapsed, unable to resist, and they all disappeared into smoke.

In the final analysis, just as Zhang Ruochen guessed, only the spirit of the underworld can control the formations in the Kingdom of the Underworld. The underworld generals in the Eighty Thousand Underworld Tower can only activate the formation inscription defense.

…

The God of Xiuchen, who was blocked from the Demon Ancestor Ridge, was furious. He sensed the situation and looked at the direction of the Wind Pavilion.

I saw that the thick black clouds of underworld energy were dispersed by the divine light, and the Death Tree of Time shrouded hundreds of divine worlds. It quickly moved outwards, and the released power fluctuated, causing the surrounding space of hundreds of thousands of miles to tremble.

.

God Xiu Chen showed joy and laughed loudly: "The ancestor of Chongming has been suppressed, why don't you just go and capture him?"

The faces of the demon ancestor giants such as Grandma Xue and Wu Zhen who were guarding the Demon Ancestor Ridge became extremely ugly.

However, they did not believe that Patriarch Chongming would be suppressed.

With the ancestor's strength, it shouldn't be difficult to contain Zhang Ruochen for several days or even months.

As long as Zhang Ruochen doesn't take action, they will definitely be able to defend Yaozu Ridge.

Yaozu Ridge is the divine world of Yaozu, which contains the rules and order of the ancestors. Even the earth veins flowing along the bottom of the mountains are formed by the gathering of the ancestors' divine energy.

Just like this, even with the cultivation of Xiuchen God and wielding the Demonic Stone Sword, he was unable to break through the defense of Demon Ancestor Ridge.

"Boom!"

From the direction of Feng Pavilion, there was an earth-shattering sound.

The divine energy and divine light spread out in circles like a tidal wave, instantly killing all the underworld soldiers and underworld generals within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.

Zhang Ruochen held the sacred sycamore tree in his hand and soared into the sky. The rays of light on his body spread all over the land of the underworld, like an unparalleled god emperor.

Those generals in the underworld, even though they were thousands of miles away, were trembling with fear from his divine power. Some of them bent their legs and knelt on the ground.

In the Demon Ancestor Ridge, the group of demons were shocked and frightened.

Zhang Ruochen actually took away the sacred sycamore tree.

Moreover, the ancestor did not come out of the Wind Pavilion with him, and his breath was completely gone.

Could it be...

Really suppressed?

The body of Xu Kun, the god of war, was as big as a hill, and the ground shook under his feet. There was a metal ball-shaped artifact suspended above his head, and he said in a deep voice: "All the gods in Yaozu Ridge, you are all forced to join the Mingzu faction because of the ancestors of Chongming.

. Now, the ancestor of Chongming has been suppressed and killed by Di Chen. If you surrender voluntarily, with Di Chen's mind, I will definitely give you a way to live. Otherwise, it will be a dead end!"

"Ancestor Chongming is dead?"

Even the God of Xiu Chen didn't believe it. He felt that Xu Kun, the God of War, was bragging. He even felt contempt in his heart. He thought that Xu Kun, the God of War, had no immortal pride and was too flattering.

How can a ninety-third-level mental power giant be wiped out so easily?

In the Demon Ancestor Ridge, a pot exploded.

Some of the demon monks with lower cultivation levels felt like they were struck by a bolt from the blue, their faith collapsed and they collapsed on the ground. Of course, there were also many demon ancestor monks who did not believe in Xu Kun, the god of war, and had a firm attitude and wanted to fight to the end.

"Where is the knife?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at Yaozu Ridge from a distance, with the blood wings of the ancestor on his back staining the world red, and he raised his hand to grab it.

The Demonic Stone Knife in the hand of God Xiu Chen flew away, turned into a winding trace of light, and fell into Zhang Ruochen's hand.

He raised his hand and struck out with the knife.

Draw out the sword and move the clouds and flowing water.

The demonic energy was overwhelming, and the sword light extended for hundreds of thousands of miles.

"Wow!"

The sword light fell in the sky above Yaozu Ridge, and among the mountains, thousands of divine clouds containing the power of the ancestors rose into the sky. The rules and order of the ancestors condensed into a thick atmosphere.

"Puff puff……"

In the Demon Ancestor Ridge, countless demon monks exploded into blood clouds.

The sword light broke through Xiaguang and the rules, but it did not collapse Yao Zuling's defense.

"Lord Di Chen, I will recruit them and break their will to resist from within."

Xu Kun, the God of War, entered Yaozu Ridge along the defensive gap opened by the Demon Stone Knife.

As a member of the Demon Ancestor, he had friendships with many gods in the past. He did not want all the demons to die under Zhang Ruochen's sword. There was no point in resisting anymore.

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to waste time, so he rolled up a thousand clouds of demonic energy with the stone knife in his hand, but he keenly sensed that the rules of time above the Kingdom of Hades had become active.

The sound of water flow sounded, and a majestic and astonishing river appeared in the space, rushing straight towards the Kingdom of the Underworld.

The rules of time are even more boiling.

"The spirit of the underworld is so powerful. It really changes the world." Zhang Ruochen sighed and secretly deduced in his heart that if a powerful person of Tianzun level escaped into the river of time, would he have the ability to lock on the opponent and pull him into the preset situation?

area?

…

On the long river of time.

The Shrine of the Past and the Shrine of the Future are like two isolated islands, drifting rapidly into the future as time flows.

Fengtian stood on the top of the future palace, with a Gate of Destiny suspended behind her. Inside the gate, the aura of death was thick, and more than 50% of the mysteries of death were condensed into a dominator armor and attached to her body.

"Boom!"

Tianding flew on the long river of time, violently colliding with Jixiang Ruyi, causing waves.

Baal manifested a giant demonic body, stepped on the temple of origin, and chased behind, using demonic energy to control good luck. At the same time, wisps of demonic energy were like a gauze, constantly entangling the Tianding.

This is his original magical power, which can rob other monks' artifacts and weapons.

Jixiang Ruyi and the Origin Temple were taken away by him in this way.
To be continued...