In an instant, the world of heaven became several times brighter, and it was attacked by talismans all the time.

Sea of ​​clouds.

A god vomited blood and fell to the ground like rain.

On the vast plane of the world, the holy monks in the magnificent temples fell down in droves in order to assist the gods in supporting the world-protecting formation.

The gods of the heavenly universe come from all walks of life, but they dare not approach the heavenly realm at all.

They can only go to the hundred realms closest to the heaven realm, gather the power of the realm formation, and shoot out beams of light that penetrate the star realm and hit the big waves of Fu Hai.

"The ancestors fought, and mortals suffered. Fortunately, the heaven world was strong enough, otherwise the world would have been divided and turned into pieces of starry wasteland."

"Di Chen can split the sea of ​​symbols with one sword, so he probably has ancestor-level combat power."

"Di Chen has long had the power to challenge the ancestor. The ancestor of the God Realm cannot do anything to him."

…

Moyin looked far into the distance and saw the figure striking out the tidal wave of the sea of ​​talismans.

That figure walked out of the gate of the God Realm and stood majestically above the seventy-two-story tower. His whole body was filled with divine light, like the Lord of the common people who towered over all races.

His long hair was disheveled, his figure was old, and there was a complex and mysterious silver rune on his wrinkled face.

"Murong Buhuo!"

Moyin read these four words in Zhang Ruochen's voice, full of surprise.

After the corpses of the ancestral dragon and the ancestor King Yaksha appeared one after another, many gods speculated that the gods must have dug up more corpses of the ancestors to nourish new spirits.

This is the best way to raise your ancestors!

Because the starting point is high enough.

It is through the nutrients from the ancestor's corpse that "new seedlings" grow.

The reason why Moyin was surprised was because Murong Buhuo's remnant soul had appeared before. But now, Murong Buhuo's divine corpse had come out of the God Realm, and the intensity of his spiritual power displayed had clearly reached the terrifying ninety-fifth level.

He is an ancestor of spiritual power!

If it weren't for the girl's hidden power, she wouldn't have been able to break through the waves of the Talisman Sea just now.

Zhang Ruochen, who was on his way to the heavenly world, stopped and looked at the figure in Lihentian. He was not surprised at all: "Murong Buhuo's body and divine heart are indeed in the divine world. Why do I feel familiar?

"

"A sense of familiarity?" Shang Tiandao said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Maybe it's because I've seen Murong Buhuo's remnant soul!"

Murong Buhuo's Remnant Soul came to the real world from Lihentian long ago, but when he attacked the Kunlun Realm, he was suppressed. The God's Heart cultivated by the Remnant Soul was taken away by Princess Xi, the goddess of Wentianjun.

The person who stepped out of the God Realm was the combination of Murong Buhuo's ancestor's divine corpse and his ancestor's divine heart. He was countless times more powerful than the remnant soul.

…

In the starry sky, Xutian and Jingdao people were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they immediately escaped into the world of nothingness and rushed to the heaven.

When you return to heaven, you will be protected by the God of Life and Death.

"I have long guessed that the Second Confucian Ancestor brought Murong Buhuo's divine corpse and divine heart to the divine world. But is it so easy to cultivate the ninety-fifth level of spiritual power?" Xu Tian was both flustered and jealous.

Crazy.

The man from the well said: "Murong Buhuo had ninety-sixth level of spiritual power during his lifetime, and was the best in Fu Dao in ancient and modern times. The remaining spiritual power and thoughts left in Lihentian are stronger than you. The spiritual power and thoughts contained in the god's heart are,

I don’t know how many times the remnant soul is, what do you compare it to?”

Xu Tian was stunned speechless.

I just feel that Jingdao people are getting more and more arrogant, and they don't take him, the half-ancestor, seriously, and they need to be dealt with.

Of course the two of them were flustered.

One possesses the Murong family's artifact "Wugou Whisk", and the other possesses Murong Buhuo's "Tianji Brush".

When Murong Buhuo's divine corpse was born, how could he not take the Wugou whisk and the Tianji pen?

The shaft man rolled his eyes and said: "Old ghost Xu, how about we split up and hide?"

"Why?"

Xu Tian was confused and asked: "Are you sure you can avoid an ancestor of spiritual power?"

Xutian thinks that his ability to hide and escape is the best among the ancestors, but facing the ancestor of spiritual power, he still feels guilty and feels inappropriate.

The man in the well said: "You see, this is what I think. If I am attacked by Murong Buhuo, the Lord of Life and Death will definitely come to my rescue. After all, I am the master of the Five Elements Temple and one of the righteous leaders of Heaven. But you...

You are now on the same side as Taoist Black and White and Xuanyuan Er. If you are attacked, how can the Heavenly Lord of Life and Death dare to save you? You will definitely avoid suspicion... You... don't do anything..."

"Snapped!"

Xu Tian slapped the man in the well hard on the head, and he was so angry that veins popped out on his face.

It turned out that Jing Laoer disliked him.

Damn it, if I hadn't helped him seize the cornerstone of the main altar, how could I have offended the God Realm? How could I be as famous as Taoist Black and White and Xuanyuan Second?

…

There was an ancestral symbol in each of Murong Buhuo's left and right eyes, looking at "Zhang Ruochen" from a distance away.

Just now, he heard "Zhang Ruochen" muttering to himself in the mysterious heaven.

"Buhuo's ancestor has passed away a long time ago. I inherited his remains and spiritual power to reach the ninety-fifth level of greatness. Naturally, I cannot forget my ancestors and declare myself the master of Murong."

His tone was calm and not high-pitched.

But it passed through a distant space and was clearly transmitted to the ears of the demonic sound, as if it were right next to you.

"Master Murong..."

Moyin smiled and said: "Isn't it Murong Buhuo's descendants who took away the ancestor's body? In any case, you can cultivate to the ninety-fifth level, and you have not insulted Murong Buhuo's reputation. Today, I will come to meet you.

You later."

Master Murong said slowly: "Di Chen! You have to know that from the moment you pick up the sword and slay the divine rope, this is a life-and-death fight, not a one-on-one chess game. The God Realm will use all its power to suppress you.

Kill here."

In an instant, figures with terrifying auras walked out one after another from the gate of the God Realm.

Everyone exudes ancestral power.

The headless skeleton of Kassapa Buddha was the first to step out, with golden light all over his body, thousands of Buddhas surrounding him behind him, and the Sanskrit sound coming from his belly resounding throughout the universe.

The corpse of the ancestor of the sun is hundreds of millions of miles high, emitting brilliance millions of times brighter than ordinary stars, and the heat melts everything.

…

One statue after another.

All creatures in the universe are suffocated by the ancestral power.
Chapter completed!