There are sixty-five Doomsday Clocks, neatly arranged on the river of time.

The sound of the bell was not loud, but it spread throughout the underworld and resounded through the starry sky, frightening many people.

The dark remnant body stood on the Great Wall of Beize, and a whisper came from the heart: "The bell of destruction is ringing, and all the worlds are silent. The Ancestor of the Underworld? He actually took the initiative to expose his traces, is it to save the Kingdom of the Underworld, or is he worried that the Ancestor of Ming will come across the long river of time?

Or could it be that her injuries have healed and she no longer has any worries?"

"Boom!"

The second calamity thunder fell.

Lightning and lightning were dazzling, shattering the sky, earth, sun and moon, and fell on Gong Nanfeng.

At the same time, sixty-five bronze bells rang together, and the sound waves overlapped one after another, and the sixty-five layers overlapped, shattering the twelve-color rainbow bridge derived from Gong Nanfeng, and also shattering the bridge that Gong Nanfeng spanned the long river of time.

The stone wall of the medium and the Mingzuji Gate.

As Ming Zujimen was shattered, Gong Nanfeng's true body was severely torn and was about to be torn into two halves by the long river of time.

After he withstood the second calamity thunder, the divine light in his body surged, he gritted his teeth and roared: "Then let's fight! Today, I will fight one against two, and I will fight against the heavens and you, the Ming Ancestor."

"The method of annihilating the void is one, and the method of annihilating the underworld is the same. The method of burning lamps to annihilate the underworld!"

Gong Nanfeng raised his arms, and twelve magic lamps condensed around him. The shapes of four of the lamps were the same as the original lamp, the selfless lamp, the soul-eating lamp, and the birth-death lamp.

First there was the art of burning lamps to extinguish the underworld, and then there was the legend of Ming Zu who wanted to forge twelve magic lamps to surpass the ancient witch ancestors.

It's a pity that with the effort of two lifetimes, only four cans were made.

Sixty-five bronze chimes rang, their voices gradually getting louder, and they all flew towards Gong Nanfeng.

At the same time, Gong Nanfeng completely ignored the third tribulation thunder that fell, and fired the twelve magic lamps that merged into one, turning them into a burning lamp to extinguish the underworld, and collided with the sixty-five bronze chimes.

"Boom!"

Even the River of Time and the Kingdom of Hades could not withstand this power and collapsed. Suddenly, the time of the entire universe became chaotic.

In some star fields, hundreds or thousands of years have passed.

In some star fields, time briefly stagnated.

Within the star field, someone inexplicably appeared in an era thousands of years later in an instant; in someone's mind, a memory of the future hundreds of years later appeared.

The Kingdom of Hades was almost torn in half, and continental plates thousands and tens of thousands of miles apart fell into the starry sky.

The time-marked sea of ​​light spreads across the surrounding star field, forming a unique time nebula.

Facing such a powerful shock wave of power, the past temple, future temple, and ancient realm were unable to stop them. They all withdrew into Yaozu Ridge when the Bronze Chime Bell appeared.

Even so, there were still aftermaths, rushing into Yaozu Ridge and flattening all the mountain peaks.

All the gods fled into the Temple of Destiny to escape.

Xukun God of War was a step late and was hit by a sound wave, and his body exploded instantly. Fortunately, it was only the aftermath, and was weakened by the power of Yao Zuling and the ancient realm. Although he was injured, he at least survived.

"Looking at the fun, if you see it, you won't be so unlucky."

Xu Kun, the god of war, felt very regretful as his blood and energy reunited with his divine body.

I thought that the spirit of the underworld and the Red Crow King were hit hard by Ming Ancestor one after another, and the situation had stabilized. But before I could be happy for a long time, this heavy blow fell on me.

I don't know how much time has passed, but the bell has not rang again, and the aura of the ancestor and the calamity cloud have dissipated.

"Whoosh!"

Chi Yao flew into the area where the aftermath of the power was the most chaotic and powerful, looking for traces of Zhang Ruochen. However, only sixty-five bronze bells were found.

They have lost their activity and are in free fall in the void.

There is no breath of Zhang Ruochen in the entire underworld and the entire star field.

"Brother Chen!"

Chi Yao's heart is filled with worry and urgency.

The previous calamity thunder was used by heaven and earth to kill the ancestor. With Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level, how could he possibly block it?

Why should he block it?

Chi Yao collected the bronze chime bell, looked at Yaozu Ridge, turned into a stream of light, and flew over.

…

The long river of time only experienced a brief interruption and then returned to normal.

This is the power of heaven and earth!

Zhang Ruochen walked on the long river of time, and the blood hole in his chest could not be healed. Step by step, he headed towards the past.

From a distance, I saw the Tianshu Needle floating on the river.

Gong Nanfeng lay curled up on it, with disheveled hair, skinny bones, and even some slight trembling, like an abandoned old dog that was about to die of illness.

"You haven't left yet?"

Zhang Ruochen came to Tianshu Needle and looked at him calmly.

At this moment, he looked very similar to what Zhang Ruochen had seen when he returned from cultivating a first-level divine way. In fact, he was even much worse.

Gong Nanfeng just huddled there, without raising his head, and said hoarsely: "I finally understand why I chose to be you instead of killing you and taking away your body."

"Just because I helped you block a thunderstorm?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Gong Nanfeng said: "A little bit! In fact, it's more because I'm not the opponent of Mingzu at all. I wasn't before, I'm not now, and I won't be in the future. But you have a chance!"

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Who is Ming Zu?"

"Mingzu may know, but I don't. If I knew, I would definitely take action when she was at her weakest. How could I miss the opportunity?"

"She leaked such a big flaw this time. With your intelligence, you will definitely be able to seize the clues and find her. Am I indirectly helping you a lot?"

Gong Nanfeng suddenly sat up and said happily: "You saw it, she is jealous! She is finally jealous of me! If she is not jealous, how can she stop me? With her move, her opponent may have been locked

I killed her. Haha! She is still a little afraid of me...ahem..."

Because he was so excited, many parts of his body were broken and cracks appeared.

Suffering attacks from Heaven, Earth and Hades at the same time, as well as the backlash of the river of time, his inner trauma was far more serious than it appeared on the surface.

Zhang Ruochen looked at his miserable appearance and said, "Have you always been so optimistic?"

"If I'm not optimistic, can I survive until now?"

Suddenly, Gong Nanfeng became depressed and said: "You ask me why I haven't left yet. I actually just want to say goodbye to you. After this goodbye, I will never see you again! I wanted to see you again."

Feng Caiyi, she's pretty good. I raised her and took good care of her. I can't decide the time anymore and I'm about to leave. Before I leave, I will use my ancestor's cultivation to send her off on her last journey."

Gong Nanfeng raised his arm with difficulty, drew his finger in the void, and a happy door of destiny appeared.

For some reason, tears appeared in the corners of his eyes, and he cursed angrily: "I'm so damn unwilling to give in. I really want to have a one-on-one fight with Ming Zu, but it's a pity that there is no chance, no chance!"

…

The spirit of the underworld stepped on the ruins of the underworld and came to a fault zone. The space in front was shattered, and the ancestor's destructive energy lingered for a long time.

Yao Zuling is floating in the broken space.

As the ancestral realm of the demon ancestors, its structure and materials are unparalleled, so it has been preserved.

The anger in the heart of the spirit of the underworld is difficult to calm down.

Right under his nose, the Kingdom of Hades was almost destroyed, and the soldiers and generals of the Underworld suffered numerous casualties. Not only would his status in the Hades Ancestor faction plummet, but he would also lose the opportunity to advance to the Ancestor.

The Ancestor of the Underworld will not help a loser to attack the realm of the ancestors.

Of course, the most important thing is that after sustaining two blows from Mingzu in succession, he has already injured his origin, and his soul has suffered wounds that cannot be healed. Now, Mingzu was obviously killed by Lord Mingzu, and he can only vent all his anger to the Temple of Destiny.

of the gods.

Maybe, by absorbing their souls, I still have a glimmer of hope.

"boom!"

The Red Crow King arrived and the tree was scorched black.

There are only branches left, no leaves.

Obviously, at least half of his life was burned away by the fate of his ancestor.

The God of Xiu Chen, the Seven Masters, the God of War Xu Kun, Lun Xi, Que, Hai Shang Youruo, Prajna, Xue Tu... and other powerful men at the Infinite Realm stood outside the Temple of Destiny, peeping at the two and a half rising rays.

The ancestor's breath made me feel extremely heavy.

The Spirit of the Underworld and the Red Crow King are not dead yet, they are back again!

Facing the Kingdom of Hades after the earth shattered and the sky collapsed, how could they not take revenge?

"What should I do now? Can I stop it?"

Xuetu asked the immortals present.

Xukun War God said in a weak voice: "Don't look at me, I don't want to be pushed to the forefront. Not to mention the half-ancestor, even if you are immortal now, you can take my life."

The Seven Masters shook their heads slightly and said: "The Ancient Realm is almost destroyed, and the formation inscriptions on Yaozu Ridge and the Temple of Destiny have also been completely wiped out in the aftermath of the ancestor's power. Facing the half-ancestor, in addition to self-destructing the divine source, the gods
To be continued...