"A group of evil creatures dare to take action against this god?"
In the gray fog, the blood light shot into the sky, and the divine voice of the Sanjia Blood Ancestor roared loudly, resounding throughout the sky.
The blood wings on his back vibrated, and with the bright blood light, the two divine corpses that rushed towards him were chopped away, and the rotten flesh fell to the ground.
But the evil god's corpse did not die, and soon the remains of the body were reunited, and the carrion condensed.
"What kind of monster is it? If it is just a zombie puppet, it cannot have such a strong self-healing ability."
Realizing that something was wrong, the Sanjia Blood Ancestor did not dare to continue fighting with the evil corpse. He pulled out a blood knife, split open the broken world of the gods, and spread his wings to fly.
"Hoo!"
The smelly divine wind swept towards him.
A terrifying divine corpse thousands of miles high stood in the world of gods and appeared in front of the Sanjia Blood Ancestor. He was wearing a Taoist robe and a wooden hairpin on his head, but his face was extremely thin and withered, and only two eyeballs were shining brightly, red and evil. different.
The Taoist robe on his body is no ordinary thing, it was once a top-notch divine robe.
However, in the long river of time, it has been corroded and penetrated.
Corpse fluid is flowing in the holes of the Taoist robe.
"This is¡¡"
The expression of the Third-A Blood Ancestor suddenly changed in shock.
The old master of the corpse stretched out his withered fingers, like eagle claws, and pinched him.
With a "bang" sound, the divine body of the Sanjia Blood Ancestor was crushed to pieces and turned into a ball of blood mist. The blood mist could not escape from the palm of the old Taoist god corpse, and was swallowed into the belly by the old Taoist.
This scene is so shocking!
A strong man at the pinnacle of a superior god was crushed to pieces and even eaten.
"It's the Divine Lord's regular divine pattern that has locked the Triple-A Blood Ancestor, making it impossible for him to escape."
"When this old Taoist was alive, he must have been a powerful god from ancient times. Even if he died, he would still have extraordinary fighting power. I guess even the Great God Taiyi is no match for him!"
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The gods in heaven were all shocked, because in addition to the old god corpse, there were several other god corpses with god-level regular divine patterns flowing around their bodies in the gray mist. Each of them had a powerful aura, and they were definitely ancient god giants.
There are holes in the rotting body of the old Taoist God Corpse, and blood is ejected from the holes.
The Third-A Blood Ancestor is still alive and wants to escape from the body of the Divine Corpse Master.
Something even more incredible happened.
??????????????????????????????????????: The old master of the divine corpse actually sat down cross-legged, put his hands in front of his abdomen, breathed in and out, and mobilized the regular divine patterns to refine the Third-A Blood Ancestor in his belly.
Zhang Ruochen looked horrified and said: "What's going on? It's a corpse, but it can still meditate and practice? This old Taoist must have given birth to consciousness. No, it may be the resurrection of consciousness. Is there really a secret to immortality in the world?"
The words "immortal spell" flashed through Zhang Ruochen's mind.
Don¡¯t dare to think about it carefully.
It should be noted that the orthodox zombies in the hell world are all born with new consciousness and spiritual wisdom, and they must start from the most basic martial arts. Even the corpse of a god can only awaken memory fragments at most and have the advantages of a physical body.
How is it possible that as soon as you wake up, you will have god-level combat power? Can you still be conscious?
What is the difference between this and immortality?
Even the extremely rare "Heavenly Corpse Divine Fetus" is not so powerful.
The Heavenly Corpse Divine Embryo also needs to undergo a divine tribulation before it can achieve god-level cultivation.
The Second-A Blood Ancestor saw how powerful the God Corpse Master was, and was even more worried about the countless evil corpses in the gray mist. He did not rush to save the Third-A Blood Ancestor, but sent a message to the Nine-Headed Dragon who was fighting with Yu Yao. god.
The Nine-Headed Dragon God was about to rush over to rescue them, and planned to deal with Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing'er together.
"It's a pity that Yuyao didn't give him a chance to activate a corner of Tianzun's ancient formation, trapping him tightly and switching from defense to offense.
The handsome figure of the famous sword god came from the horizon, his body shining brightly, like the rising sun.
He is known as the gentleman of the sword and is very talented.
A clear voice came from thousands of miles away. He said: "Yu Yao, give up. Your dying struggle will only make you more and more desperate."
"Wow!"
The divine sword flew out, dragged out the sword light, and slashed through the peaks that trapped the nine-headed dragon gods.
The formation inscriptions on the mountain peak all collapsed.
"The famous sword god is back!"
"This is the best sword in the world. Even the ancient formation of Tianzun cannot stop it."
"The numerous formations in the Goddess City may not be able to stop the Mingjun Sword."
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The morale of the gods in heaven increased greatly and they regained their confidence.
? ? ? ? ? ? ??, with the power of the Nine Yin Escape Formations, it's hard to say whether he can beat Zhang Ruochen.
"Star Gate!" Zhang Ruochen launched an attack.
Above the head of Erjia Blood Ancestor, the sky is full of stars, forming a divine gate containing the weight of space.
The Divine Gate seems to be everywhere and there is no way to avoid it.
The Second-A Blood Ancestor held the divine gate with his hand, his eyes sharp, and said: "The absolute gap in cultivation cannot be made up by just a few formations. How much do you know about the cultivation of the great god?"
"Whoops!"
The Erjia Blood Ancestor turned into a streak of blood light, broke away from the suppression of the divine gate, rushed to Zhang Ruochen, and pointed at his heart.
In front of Erjia Blood Ancestor¡¯s fingertips, the space twisted into a whirlpool.
"A small trick."
With a loud noise, the twisted space vortex was shattered by the finger strength of Erjia Blood Ancestor.
However, both Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing'er disappeared.
The Blood Ancestor Erjia looked around and found that the space had changed drastically, and he was locked into a formation tower. In the tower, there are two heavenly gods who were suppressed into pieces of flesh and blood, and their divine bodies cannot be reunited.
A god from heaven sent out a divine message to remind: "Blood Ancestor, be careful, the space here is very strange."
As soon as he finished speaking, a space vortex appeared at the feet of Erjia Blood Ancestor, pulling him toward the ground.
In addition, above the head, there is also a space vortex pressing down.
"It's this move again. It seems that the so-called Nine Formations of Yin Escape are nothing more than that."
Blood-red armor pieces sprouted from Erjia Blood Ancestor¡¯s skin, quickly covering his whole body. The divine body continues to grow in the upper and lower whirlpools, using blood-red armor to resist the killing of the space whirlpool.
Suddenly, his sense of crisis increased greatly, and he had no time to use his magical power to protect himself.
"Bang! Bang!"
The two space vortexes collapsed inward, crushing his armor and squeezing his divine body until it exploded. Blood mist continued to spray, and his bones exploded like fried beans.
Soon, his powerful body was reduced to the size of an egg by the squeezing force caused by the collapse of space.
It was so bloody that it was impossible to tell where the head was and where the legs were.
Outside the formation tower, Bai Qing'er and Aji assisted Zhang Ruochen in controlling the formation to resist the attack of the heavenly gods.
"I have already told you that the inheritance of your Blood War Temple is going to be cut off today, but you still want to challenge me."
Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands together, gritted his teeth, and unleashed all his mental power to suppress the Second-A Blood Ancestor who was trying to break free from the space, squeezing him smaller and smaller.
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