Chapter 3990        The long river collapses

The world-destroying bells, sixty-five, are arranged neatly on the long river of time.

The bell was not loud, but it spread throughout the underworld and resounded throughout the starry sky, shocking many people.

The dark body stood on the Great Wall of Beize, and a whisper came from his belly: "The bell of the world is ringing, and all worlds are silent. Is the ancestor of the Nether? He actually exposed his traces to save the kingdom, or is he worried that the ancestor of the Destiny will come across the long river of time? Or is his injuries healed and he has no scruples?"

"Boom!"

The second thunder fell.

The lightning and lightning of lightning, shattering the sky, earth, sun and moon, and falling on Gong Nanfeng.

At the same time, sixty-five bronze chimes rang together, and the sound waves overlapped and sixty-five overlapped, shattering the twelve-colored rainbow bridge derived from Gong Nanfeng, and also shattering the stone wall and the Mingzu Jimen, which are the medium for Gong Nanfeng to cross the long river of time.

As the Mingzu Jimen was broken, Gong Nanfeng's true body became severely divided and would be torn into two by the long river of time.

After he withstood the second thunder, his divine light surged all over his body, gritted his teeth and let out a long roar: "Then let's fight! Today, I will fight one against two, and Zhan Tian also fights your Nether Ancestor."

"The method of destroying the emptiness is one, and one method of destroying the underworld. The technique of burning the lamp and extinguishing the underworld!"

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

First there was the technique of burning lamps and extinguishing the underworld, and then there was the legend that the Destined Ancestor wanted to refine the twelve magic lamps and surpassed the ancient witch ancestor.

Unfortunately, after two lifetimes of hard work, only four cups were refined.

Sixty-five bronze chimes were shaking, and the sound gradually became louder and flew towards Gong Nanfeng.

At the same time, Gong Nanfeng completely ignored the third thunder falling, and shot out the twelve magic lamps that were combined into one, turning into the lamp-burning and extinguishing the underworld technique, and colliding with sixty-five bronze chimes.

"Boom!"

Even the long river of time and the Kingdom of Nether could not bear this force, and it shattered and suddenly, the time in the entire universe became chaotic.

Some star fields have passed by hundreds and thousands of years.

In some star fields, time has a short stagnation.

In the star field, some people inexplicably appeared in an era thousands of years later in an instant; some people had vague memories of the future hundreds of years later in their minds.

The Kingdom of Underworld was almost torn into two halves, with continental plates of thousands of miles and tens of thousands of miles falling into the starry sky.

Time imprints the sea of ​​light, spreading to the surrounding star fields, forming a unique time nebula.

Faced with such a powerful shock wave, the Past Divine Palace, the Future Divine Palace, and the Ancient Realm could not be stopped at all. They all retreated into the Demon Ancestor Ridge when the bronze chime appeared.

Even so, there was still an aftermath, rushing into the Demon Ancestor Ridge and leveling all the peaks.

All the gods escaped into the Temple of Destiny to escape the disaster.

The God of War Xu Kun was one step late and was hit by a sound wave, and his body exploded instantly. Fortunately, it was just an aftermath, and was weakened by the power of the Demon Ancestor Ridge and the Relic Realm. Although he was injured, he at least survived.

"Watching the fun, seeing myself, there is no such unlucky thing."

The blood of the God of War Xu Kun reunited, and he felt very regretful.

I thought that the Spirit of the Nether Sea and the Red Crow King were severely injured by the Destiny Ancestor one after another, and the situation had stabilized. Before I could be happy for long, this heavy blow fell on me.

I don’t know how long it took, but no bell rang again, and the aura of the ancestor and the cloud of disasters disappeared.

"Swish!"

Chi Yao flew into the most chaotic and powerful area of ​​power aftermath, looking for Zhang Ruochen's traces. However, she only found sixty-five bronze chimes.

They have lost their activity and fall freely in the void.

The entire Nether Kingdom and the entire star field do not have the aura of Zhang Ruochen.

"Brother Chen!"

Chi Yao was filled with worry and anxiousness.

The previous thunder of the catastrophe was used by heaven and earth to kill the ancestors. With Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level, how could it be stopped?

Why did he block it?

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

...

The long river of time only had a brief break, and it returned to normal.

This is the power of heaven and earth!

Zhang Ruochen walked along the long river of time, and the bloody hole in his chest could not heal. He went to the past step by step.

From afar, I saw the Tianshu needle floating on the river.

Gong Nanfeng lay curled up on it, with his hair disheveled, thin and even a slight trembling, like an abandoned old dog 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 was very similar to what Zhang Ruochen saw when he returned from his first level of divine Tao. He was even much more miserable.

Gong Nanfeng hurried there, without raising his head, and said hoarsely: "I finally understand why I chose to be you instead of killing you and taking over you."

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

Gong Nanfeng said: "It's a little bit! Actually, it's more because I'm not the opponent of the Ming Ancestor at all. I didn't have it before, I'm not now, and I won't have it in the future. But you have a chance!"

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Who is the Ancestor of the Underworld?"

"The Ancestor of Mind may know, but I don't know. If I knew, I would definitely take advantage of His weakest moment, how could I miss the opportunity?"

"This time, He has leaked such a big flaw. With your intelligence and intelligence, he can definitely grasp the clues and find Him. Am I supposed to have helped you a lot indirectly?"

Gong Nanfeng suddenly sat up and said happily: "You see, He is afraid! He is finally afraid of me! If He is not afraid, how could he take action to stop me? With this move, his opponent might have locked him up. Haha! He is still a little afraid of me... Cough cough..."

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

At the same time, he was attacked by heaven and earth and the ancestor of the underworld, and the backlash of the long river of time, and his inner trauma was far more serious than on the surface.

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

"If I'm not optimistic, can I live 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. This farewell will never be able to see you again! I originally wanted to meet Feng Caiyi, but she is pretty good. I raised her and take good care of her. I can't settle the time and I'm about to leave. Before I leave, I will use my ancestor's cultivation level to send her the last journey."

Gong Nanfeng raised his arm with difficulty, and his fingers slashed in the void, and a door of destiny appeared.

For some reason, tears appeared at the corner of his eyes and cursed angrily: "I'm so fucking unwilling to give up. I really want to have a one-on-one game with the Mingzu. Unfortunately, I never have a chance again, no chance!"

...

The spirit of the Nether Sea stepped on the ruins of the Nether Kingdom and came to a fault zone. The space ahead was broken, and the destructive energy of the ancestor did not dissipate for a long time.

The Demon Ancestor Ridge floats in the broken space.

As the ancestor of the demon ancestor, the structure and material things are unparalleled, so they are preserved.

The anger in the soul of the Nether Sea is difficult to calm down.

Just under his nose, the Kingdom of Nether was almost destroyed, and the Nether soldiers and generals were killed and injured. This would not only make his status in the Nether Ancestor faction plummet, but also lose the opportunity to advance to the ancestor.

The Nether Ancestor will not help a loser and impact the ancestor's realm.

Of course, the most important thing is that after two blows to the Med Ancestor, he has injured his origin and his soul suffered unhealthy wounds. Now, Med Ancestor was obviously killed by Lord Ming Ancestor, so he could only vent all his anger on the gods in the Temple of Destiny.

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

"boom!"

The Red Crow King arrived, and the tree was charred.

Only branches remain, no leaves are seen.

Obviously, at least half of his life was burned by the fire of the ancestor's heart.

Xiuchen Heavenly God, Seven Great Masters, Xukun War God, Lan Xi, Que, Hai Shang Youruo, Prajna, Blood Tu... and other powerful people at the infinite realm level, stood outside the Temple of Destiny, peering at the two half-ancestral auras that rose, and their mood was extremely heavy.

The Spirit of the Nether Sea and the Red Crow King are not dead, and are back!

How could they not take revenge when facing the underworld after the collapse of the earth and the sky.

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

Xue Tu asked the Immortal Wuliang present.

The God of War Xu Kun's voice was weak and said, "Don't look at me, I don't want to be pushed to the forefront. Not to mention the half-ancestor, even if I am immortal, I can take my life."

The seven great masters shook their heads gently and said, "The ancient realm is almost destroyed, and the formation inscriptions of the Demon Ancestor Ridge and the Temple of Destiny were also wiped out in the aftermath's power just now. Facing the half-ancestral ancestor, we have no means of countermeasure except for self-destructing the divine source and divine heart."

At this time, no one cares whether it will ruin morale.

Only when you have a fight requires morale.

Prajna looked down at the mountain and said, "Don't be so discouraged, the queen is here!"

"Swish!"

As soon as the voice fell, Chi Yao's superb figure stood outside the Temple of Destiny.
To be continued...