No matter how high the level of cultivation of the immortal is, it is impossible to know everything.

Manpower is exhausted.

There is only one possibility - that is, during these hundreds of thousands of years, he has been to the ancient nest of the gods and reached the Heluo Sea. He has gained insight into Ling Yanzi's cultivation realm and state, and he has no idea whether she can lead the great master. By this time, I have a clear understanding.

This way you won't fall for the bait.

It can be said that Zhang Ruochen made two preparations from the very beginning.

Come and fight to the death.

If you don't come, you can also lock the identity of the immortal in the divine world.

"Woof! Woof! Woof"

The high-pitched and excited barking sound was transmitted from the starry sky to the Ancient Divine Nest.

When Patriarch Jin Ni arrived, Zhang Ruochen had already left.

Before leaving, Zhang Ruochen clearly informed Ling Yanzi and the Ancestral God that the ancient nest of the gods had been pushed to the forefront after this incident, and there was a risk of overturning at any time.

The result of the discussion was that the Ancestral God and the elders took control of the sacred tree nest and flew to the heaven.

"Wow!"

The waves come with great rhythm.

Ling Yanzi sits on the rocks by the Holuo Sea, watching the ebb and flow of the tide.

While comprehending the rules of heaven and earth of this era, he also studied the Tai Chi circle left by Zhang Ruochen.

In this great era, everyone is working hard on the path of spiritual practice.

At this time, the body of the golden ancestor was only more than one meter long. It rushed up to the reef, and its eyeballs seemed to have been soaked in the water. It had no words and silently expressed its longing for the mistress.

"It's not easy for you to survive to this era."

Ling Yanzi stretched out his hand and stroked the soft and thick golden hair on the neck of Ancestor Jin Ni.

Even if the other party's current cultivation level has already caught up with hers.

Ancestor Jin Ni is no more than fifteen Yuanhui years old, and he was adopted by the Great Master after he and Ling Yanzi got together. Moreover, he has been sleeping in the Wangshan Tomb Forest all year round, in a state of suspended animation, and his lifespan is lost very slowly.

Ling Yanzi is different.

About thirteen Yuanhui ago, she entered the river of time, headed to the future, and waited for hundreds of thousands of years at the break in the river of time.

This is equivalent to the fact that the outside world has passed thirteen Yuanhui, but her life span has only been consumed for hundreds of thousands of years.

When you come to this era, you will naturally be attacked by the rules of heaven and earth and the backlash of time.

None of the other monks, including the Ancient Demon God and Empress Shiji, had completely left the dimension of space and traveled through time to reach the future.

The only one who wanted to do this and change his fate was Gong Nanfeng, but he also failed.

For those who span the long river of time, the intensity of their participation in the battle and the magnitude of their impact on the future era will lead to stronger attacks by the rules of heaven and earth and the backlash of time.

Only the higher the cultivation level, the greater the freedom Ling Yanzi will have in this era.

Zhang Ruochen passed on to her the Tai Chi circle, which is used to isolate the rules of heaven and earth, like bubbles in sea water and an oasis in the desert.

Jade World.

The White Jade God-Emperor stands in a huge chaotic vortex with a diameter of one light-year. He has the body of a tiger and the head of a tiger. His whole body is sparkling with divine light and his aura is overwhelming and frightening. With every breath he inhales, the entire chaotic vortex expands and contracts.

This chaotic vortex is his divine world.

It is located in the Yuhuang Realm, but it is transcended to the outside, forming a space of its own.

The chaotic vortex, like a prototype universe, is in a state of creation. No one knows whether it will continue to grow in the future? Will it give rise to stars and life?

Tianwa, who came to understand the situation of a large number of tribulations, stood on the edge of the chaotic whirlpool, wearing red clothes and white hair, looking directly at the figure in the center of the whirlpool.

"Lots of tribulations"

The White Jade God Emperor whispered to himself, and then said: "I don't know much more about the great number of tribulations than you do. You must have misunderstood, thinking that this emperor, like Empress Houtu and the Hongmeng Black Dragon, is a prehistoric person who has cultivated to the beginning of heaven. In the end, I am an immortal who has endured many tribulations."

Based on the various power fluctuations of the chaotic vortex, Tianmu calculated the cultivation level of the White Jade God Emperor in her mind and said: "Am I wrong about this?"

"It's not entirely wrong! It's just that in those chaotic years at the beginning of this era, many major events happened that even this emperor can't remember. It's so long ago that he almost forgot who he is."

The voice of the White Jade God Emperor is distant, like the sound of wind or a stream.

Tianmu can understand.

After all, according to legend, there are fifty thousand Yuanhui in one era, which is so long.

The legend may not be true. Even if you have personally experienced the immortals from the beginning of the world to the end of the era, you cannot tell how many Yuanhui there are in between.

Even what happened has become blurry. Who can remember the length of time itself?

"You became the first ancestor, which is beyond my expectation. It seems that it has indeed become easier to break through the realm after the glory of the emperor!" At this point, the White Jade God Emperor paused and said: "I'm sorry, I am not good at talking. No derogatory intention was intended."

As if talking to himself, he added: "The longer I live, the less I want to talk to others. There are very few monks worth talking to. In fact, I have lost interest in many people and many things."

"Seeing you realize the endless way of Empress Houtu and reach the ancestral realm is a very interesting thing in my eyes. In fact, it is very remarkable, so I can say whatever I want... Did you explain it too much?"

Tianmu said: "It's not much."

"After careful calculation, almost all the immortals of the previous era have died. Even the Hongmeng Black Dragon that has awakened may not have recovered much memory, and may not know the situation of a large number of tribulations. Of course, it has been suppressed, no matter Just mention it.”

The White Jade God Emperor continued: "Let me tell you - tell you some of the things I know about myself! When talking about a large number of tribulations, there must be one place and one person that cannot be avoided."

"What place? Who is it?" "The devil's place and the devil."

Xiang Chunan jumped into the air, and when he arrived at the broken starry sky in the hell world, Zhang Ruochen had already left.

Now the entire universe is in turmoil, with ancestor duels breaking out in more than one place. More importantly, he learned a piece of news. It turns out that not only the altar of heaven and earth is a threat, but also any altar used to sacrifice to obtain the mark of the gods is risky.

He had to rush back to the Temple of Truth as soon as possible and start cleaning up the Heaven of Truth, as well as the altars on the big worlds and planets that were attached to the Temple of Truth.

The ancestor's battle determines the future pattern, life and death, success or failure.

The monks under the First Ancestor also have their own responsibilities and must actively play their part. Only in this way can Di Chen and Tian Lao have a better chance of winning.

Even if the chance of winning is slim!

"Eh...is this?"

Xiang Chunan's eyes were focused, and he felt the rules of witchcraft between heaven and earth, and became extremely active.

Subsequently, the substance of the heart of truth integrated into the body was out of control, as if it was ignited, trying to burn his body and soul.

The strong body is like turning into a torch.

"He Fangxiao is so young. He hasn't shown up yet. Do you know that my eldest brother is the ancestor?"

Xiang Chunan mobilized the secret of truth, suppressed the burning of the heart of truth, and caused the blood in his body to flow crazily.

A creepy and dangerous atmosphere appears in the deep space of the universe.

"Wow!"

A divine blade hundreds of millions long struck in an arc, and the ancestral flame burned, splitting the star field into two halves.

That is…

That is a hair of the ancestor.

After being attacked and killed by his ancestor, Xiang Chunan's heart sank to the bottom of his heart, knowing that he would not be able to escape today.

However, facing the ancestor, Xiang Chunan also has the courage to fight and will not be overwhelmed by his spiritual will.

"Roar!"

He roared loudly, stamped his feet suddenly, and the realm of truth unfolded.

With a bang, billions of immortal and infinite regular divine patterns exploded out, forming a dazzling heavenly sword in the void and slashing at the white hair of the ancestor.

"Stab it!"

The Realm of Truth is shaped like a gorgeous piece of paper, divided, and the heavenly sword and the white hair of the ancestor collide together.

The heavenly sword is like made of tofu and can be cut off with just one cut.

This is the corpse nightmare pulling out a hair, crossing the endless star field, and delivering a blow. You can imagine how terrifying the power is.

"Roar!"

Xiang Chunan's eyes glared like a copper bell, burning the divine blood in his body. His body grew rapidly and turned into a giant emitting the divine flame of truth. He punched out and wanted to collide with the ancestor's long hair.

A strange thing happened. When the ancestor's long hair was cut in front of him, it disappeared into thin air.

"—It exploded with just one punch?"

Xiang Chunan was slightly stunned, thinking that his true form and fist strength had wiped out the ancestor's long hair, and was about to sarcastically say, "The ancestor is nothing more than this."

Zhang Ruochen's voice came from behind.

"Don't run around alone if you have nothing to do. It's very dangerous."

"Brother!"

Xiang Chunan was so happy that his body returned to its original size. He turned around and rushed out. He opened his arms and hugged Zhang Ruochen tightly, laughing wildly.
To be continued...