The crimson demon clouds surged out with Gu Shi Jing, flying around Bai Qing'er like a dragon.

In an instant, a blood-colored magic handprint the size of a millstone hit Bai Qing'er's vest.

Bai Qing'er didn't turn around, just put his hands together, just like a Buddha practicing Zen.

"Wow!"

The phantoms of the eight hundred golden-body Bodhisattvas appeared, and the golden light burst out with a thousand feet of golden light. The sound of the Buddha was so powerful. The next moment, all golden-body Bodhisattvas merged into one and turned into a Vajra Buddha.

The Vajra Buddha punched him out, colliding with the blood-colored demon handprint, and eight hundred ripples of Buddha's light burst out.

The magic handprint broke open with a loud bang, and Gu Shijing's true body appeared. A look of surprise appeared in his eyes containing infinite magic.

She was about to retreat, but Bai Qing'er suddenly turned around and pushed out with a light palm.

Clouds and clouds appeared in the palm of the palm of the palm, and wisps of air flowed like silk and fluff.

Gu Shejing was shocked again. Bai Qing'er's palm reached its peak. She seemed to push her towards her, but instead sucked her like a thread, making her unable to retreat or escape, and leaned forward.

Gu Shi Jing was extremely successful. At this moment of separation between life and death, he had to mobilize the rules of the divine patterns in his body and pinched them into magical powers without any other fingers.

As soon as the finger force came out, the dazzling divine light shone on the entire altar.

"Boom!"

Gu Shi Jing flew backwards, his fingers were bleeding and trembling constantly.

Not only was the Demon Ancestor's battle body broken, but even the fingers of no one else were broken.

"Taiqing pushes the clouds!" Zhang Ruochen said with a complicated expression.

Taiqing's cloud pushing hand is the first "Eight Methods of Origin" passed to Zhang Ruochen by the White Tiger of Burying Gold. Unexpectedly, Bai Qing'er, who was secretly learning, understood the mystery and was so amazing.

Bai Qing'er said: "Your Demon Ancestor's Battle Body, if it weren't for the previous damage, wouldn't be so easy to break. As for nothing, it's all right. If you want to fight me, you have to show your true skills."

Gu Xiajing snorted lightly, and the blood on his fingers dissipated and turned into a state of glass jade.

On the other end, above Yuan Qianmo's head, a completely solid hand of death condensed, which was dozens of feet long, falling from the sky and pressing towards Bai Qing'er.

Even standing in the distance, located in the camel of the formation, Zhang Ruochen and Ale felt their whole bodies sinking, as if "the sky" was pressing down.

Yuan Qianmo's hand of death has the terrible power to slap the planet.

Bai Qing'er's sleeves rolled up, and the hand of the god of death, dozens of feet long, was taken away by her and put into her sleeve.

Then, the hand of the Death flew towards the Blood Spirit Immortal who was attacking with one sword.

"Bang!"

The Blood Spirit Immortal Sword is integrated into one, and it is as fast as a stream of light, hitting the hands of the God of Death.

The hand of the God of Death exploded and turned into a ball of death. The Blood Spirit Immortal was blocked by the sword force, and his body retreated and fell back to its original position.

Yuan Qianmo's face changed again and again. The magical power of the Death God's Hand was easily taken away by the other party and turned into her own power. Compared with her time in the Aoyun Asteroid Belt, she became stronger!

Could it be that the pursuit of the whole way was done on purpose?

Leveraging the power of the top powers of major forces in the Hell Realm to sharpen her path?

"Everyone said that you will definitely not be my opponent when you take action alone."

Bai Qing'er's eyes were filled with the spirit of despising all living beings, and released the holy intention of the Taoist realm and Chaos, and pulled Gu Shi Jing, Yuan Qianmo, and the Blood Spirit Immortal into the chaos.

The space in chaos is infinitely vast. They both seem to be on the altar, and they seem to have entered another space.

Master Yeyou stared at the violently turbulent Chaos Clouds, and said with admiration and fanatical eyes: "This fairy of Flowers is so powerful, so crazy and domineering, and directly pulled the three powerful people into his Taoist realm. Wouldn't she be afraid that the Taoist realm will be penetrated?"

"What she cultivated was the perfect second-grade holy intention. The second-grade holy intention was combined with the Taoist realm. If the gods didn't come out, who could penetrate it?" said the old man Qishou.

"She is not Jifanxin, and Jifanxin cannot be so powerful." Cairo's ground master said coldly.

No one paid attention to him.

Zhang Ruochen asked Haitang’s grandmother: “What does the mother-in-law mean when she said that the gods are dead?”

Grandma Haitang didn't seem to care about the safety of the Blood Spirit Immortal at all, and patiently explained to Zhang Ruochen: "You said, how many gods have been born in Kunlun Realm from ancient times to the present?"

Zhang Ruochen thought for a while, then shook his head.

"How many gods have been born from ancient times to the present in the entire heaven and the ten tribes of hell?" said Grandma Haitang.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head again.

Grandma Haitang said: "Do you know that once you become a true god, in a sense, it means immortality."

Zhang Ruochen knew about this and nodded.

The true god's soul is powerful. Not only does it have a soul in the body, but some souls are also located in the world outside the body, and there are also divine thoughts wandering in the vast universe.

That's true, even if the body dies and the soul in the body is refined, the true god is still not completely dead.

Because mortals can communicate with the soul or divine thoughts that the true gods have remained in the world through sacrifices.

At that time, Chi Linyuan, the leader of the Blood God Sect, communicated with the soul of the dead Blood God through sacrifices.

Grandma Haitang said: "After the death of the true god, all the thin souls remaining in the world have gone to another spatial dimension. Only by using a similar method of sacrifice can we break the space wall, communicate with them, and even gain their power."

"That space dimension is what we call the divine realm?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Grandma Haitang said, "Maybe some ignorant people call it the divine realm, but in fact, all walks of life call it the Lihen Heaven."

Zhang Ruochen was a little familiar with "Lihentian", but he didn't think much about it for a moment and asked: "Is the divine martial mark obtained by the monks given by Lihentian?"

Grandma Haitang shook her head and said, "No, the gods are dead. Even if there are still residual souls left in Lihentian, they cannot become a climate. Like a ball of air and a wisp of smoke, how can it have such a great impact on the world? It's just that Lihentian is infinitely huge. Otherwise, the gods in the heavenly court and hell would have entered it long ago and captured all the souls to be refined and absorbed!"

It is normal for Zhang Ruochen to think about it. The true god's soul wandering outside his body is probably not one in ten thousand. With his current cultivation level, he can defeat him.

Grandma Haitang said: "The Seal of Shenwu is one of the ultimate secrets of the universe that I don't know either."

After thinking carefully, Zhang Ruochen said, "I understand that after reaching the supreme realm of martial arts, the resonance of the gods attracted by the gods is actually breaking a certain rule between heaven and earth, thus communicating with the residual souls of the gods in the Lihen Heaven."

"The marks of the gods that have been integrated into my Qi Sea are given by these remnants of gods, right?"

Grandma Haitang nodded and said softly: "You are very smart, it is indeed the case."

"But why do these remnant souls of gods do this?" Zhang Ruochen asked curiously.

Grandma Haitang's eyes became sad and she said bitterly: "Because, the ones who gave you the mark are all the gods that have fallen in the history of Kunlun Realm."

"They are dead, but they are still selecting talents from later generations to protect you and guide you until you reach the height of the Blood Spirit Immortals in the future, and use your own spirit to suppress them all and erase their residual consciousness. The moment you break into the divine realm, the remaining souls of their gods in Lihentian will fly into your body and strengthen your soul. And they will die completely and completely disappear into the world."

"What if my spirit cannot overwhelm them? I will never be able to be crowned as kings in the future?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Grandma Haitang shook her head and said, "I don't know this! But... it is said that if you want to be a king and be honored, your cultivation must reach the infinite realm. To reach the infinite realm, you must go to the Heaven of Liheng, which may be related to this."

Zhang Ruochen was silent for a long time, and after a while, he sighed: "The gods are dead, and the heroic souls are immortal."

In the chaotic clouds in the distance, the deafening sound of fighting continued to spread like divine thunder.

The clouds sometimes grow larger and sometimes shrink.

Although Bai Qing'er is strong, she seems to have a very difficult battle.

Zhang Ruochen secretly hated that his cultivation level was too low, otherwise he would have to break in and fight to the point of turning the world, instead of being unable to see the scene of the battle clearly like now.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen's eyes fell on the sword island in the center of the Blood Lake. His mind moved slightly and said to the Cairo Earth Master: "Controll the formation, let's go and take a look."

"Are you crazy?" Cairo's local master said in fear.

Master Yeyou and the old man Qishou changed their faces and quickly dissuaded them.

"What are you doing so nervous? I just want to go to the lakeside to take a look." Zhang Ruochen said.

The Cairo earth master had no choice but to do so.

Master Yeyou did not dare to approach the Blood Lake and wanted to leave the formation camel. However, after seeing the monks of the Death Temple who were eyeing him and Wu Ma Jiuxing standing above Ying Long's head, he still followed him with a fierce look.

The monks from the Temple of Death saw Zhang Ruochen and the others heading to the Blood Lake, but did not take action to stop them. Instead, they all showed a sneer.

"Lord Qianmo suffered a great loss. Do they actually dare to approach the Blood Lake?"

"Zhang Ruochen is very bold, most of the time he wants to die!"

...

Wu Ma Jiuxing looked over and showed a look of interest.

The closer they got to the Blood Lake, the more people in the formation camel felt the invisible pressure and fear, as if a giant beast with a wide mouth was entrenched in front of them, waiting to devour them.

Cairo Earth Master, Night Tour Master, and Seven-Handed Old Man's face were sweating, and he dissuaded Zhang Ruochen several times.

The formation camel stopped ten feet away from the Blood Lake and could no longer move forward. Continue to move forward, the strange power of the Blood Lake can decompose the inscriptions of the formation.

Accompanied by Grandma Haitang, Zhang Ruochen walked out of the formation camel and came to the shore of the Blood Lake.

Zhang Ruochen didn't believe that the water of this blood lake could really destroy everything, so he took out a piece of wooden pillar connecting the heavenly divine wood and threw it towards the blood lake.

The wooden pillars were floating on the surface of the Blood Lake, and only took half a breath, and then they turned into dust and sand and disappeared into the water.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen took out the king's holy artifacts, divine stones, divine bones, holy sources..., and various treasures were taken out to try. Without exception, once they were stained with the water of the Blood Lake, they would turn into sand and dust.

Only the Divine Bone lasts longer.

This wave of showing off wealth made the monks in the Temple of Death look straight and secretly planned, thinking that snatching Zhang Ruochen is more reliable than seizing the artifact on the Sword Island.
Chapter completed!