He actually came back to life!

"Boom!"

A heavy blow, from the inside out.

The bronze tripod was like a bell ringing in the sky, shaking the earth below the divine tree of heaven, and Zhang Ruochen's eardrums buzzed.

Something big is going to happen!

Zhang Ruochen immediately opened the "Sixth Patriarch's Samadhi Samadhi", and with one palm, he pushed the bronze tripod out of the scroll world and flew into the dark void.

The old ox carrying the "Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation Picture" was startled, his tail was raised, and he roared: "The ox's gallbladder was almost scared. What are you doing? Why did you make such a big noise?"

"Get out! If you don't want to die, just get away."

Zhang Ruochen had no time to pay attention to it, hugged the bronze tripod of sacrifice to the sky with his palms, and a raging divine fire surged out of his palms, and he burned it with all his strength.

"So what if you were once one of the seventy-two demon gods? I have been dead for many years. But I am the great god of this world. Are you afraid of you? Refine it for me!" Zhang Ruochen said gritting his teeth.

"Bang bang!"

There was constant bombardment in the tripod.

Every shot down can shatter a piece of space.

The positions of Ding and Zhang Ruochen are constantly changing in the void.

Zhang Ruochen's seven orifices were shaken to death, but he never let go.

Gradually, something even more strange happened. The surface of the copper tripod on the altar melted in the divine flame, showing ancient wuwen, and the geographical patterns of mountains and rivers in unknown places appeared.

The spatial rules between heaven and earth are constantly gathering, and they actually settle in space.

Even the space that was shattered before was instantly closed.

"Are the Nine Tripods... born? Space Tripods, Yu Tripods!"
Chapter completed!