Chapter 1072: The Arrival of the God

Crowds of monks from all around rushed over here.

Most of them are Nascent Soul or even half a step into the Divine Transformation stage, and there are even some with the aura of Divine Transformation flying towards the God-Destroying Sea.

The five Nascent Soul cultivators of the Cao family were all stunned at this moment.

They also didn't expect that the ten clan elders' efforts to achieve divine enlightenment would cause such a big commotion.

At this moment, so many half-step gods are rushing here.

Not to mention the five of them renewing their Nascent Soul stage, even fifty Nascent Soul cultivators could not protect the ten clan elders.

"It's just a worthless life anyway. Just consider it as returning it to the ten clan elders." Cao Xu sighed with a frustrated look on his face.

At this time, Zhang Xuan was fully focused on refining the Hongmeng River.

The long Hongmeng River continued to roll forward, and had already rushed out of the chaotic land and even touched the boundary membrane of the Great Wilderness Realm.

The boundary membrane of the Great Wilderness Realm is extremely solid, and no matter how hard the Hongmeng River attacks, it cannot break through.

"My destiny star flew too far back then, and now I regret it!" Zhang Xuan wanted to cry but had no tears.

And the biggest crisis is still outside.

The various great treasure areas and the divine forces in the Chaoxi Sea area are desperately gathering towards the God-Destroying Sea.

Several Nascent Soul cultivators and half of the Incarnation God cultivators have begun attacking the fourth-order fishbone formation.

"Rumble..."

The fishbone formation arranged outside the Skeleton Abyss emitted bursts of light, blocking these attacks.

Several Nascent Soul cultivators from the Cao family invested a large amount of high-quality spirit stones into the energy core to maintain the operation of the fourth-order fishbone formation.

But more and more high-level monks gathered there.

Under the attack of these monks, the patterns on the fishbone formation became increasingly bright and dark.

The formation could be broken at any time.

Once the formation is broken, Cao Xu and his five Nascent Soul cultivators alone will not be able to stop these people.

The Nascent Soul cultivators outside had gleaming eyes, staring at the four long Hongmeng rivers extending from inside like hungry wolves.

A long river of Hongmeng is a wisp of Hongmeng purple air.

If you get a wisp of primordial purple energy, you will have the chance to become a god.

That is the chance to become a god!

As long as one transforms into a god, he will become the top existence in this world.

The road to immortality is right before your eyes.

The high-level monks outside attacked even more crazily.

At this time, Zhang Xuan, who was constantly attacking the boundary membrane of the Great Wilderness Realm, became more and more anxious.

What should I do if I can’t break through the wall?

"The last time the fate star broke through the boundary membrane, it was thanks to the Wushen Temple that broke the boundary membrane. If we use the Wushen Temple this time, I don't know if it can break the boundary membrane?"

Zhang Xuan's Shenbi meridian is running.

A huge temple of witches, with the sacred tripod as its core, constantly rotating.

"boom--"

The Witch God Temple smashed directly towards the boundary membrane of the Great Wilderness Realm.

There was a loud bang.

The heaven and earth shook.

Such a big commotion.

Even if Huashen was deaf, he would know at this moment that someone was about to break through to the Shenhua realm.

Gods from all directions shuttled towards the Sea of ​​Destruction.

"boom--"

"boom--"

……

After being hit dozens of times, the boundary membrane only trembled slightly.

Boundary membranes can be divided into real membranes and virtual membranes.

If it is a real membrane, only a great master like the Lord of the World can break through it and enter the boundless void.

As for the virtual membrane, it is for the stars in the destiny, the soul, the spiritual energy, and the primordial river to travel through.

What Zhang Xuan has to do now is to break through the virtual membrane and let the four primordial rivers reach the place where the fate stars are parasitic, that is, the flower of the original sacred tree.

When the four long rivers of Hongmeng are connected with the place where the star of destiny is parasitic, one can master the magical powers of the laws of heaven and earth and take the initial step into the threshold of becoming a god.

Only after experiencing mental tribulation and heavenly punishment can one become a true deity.

Now, he couldn't even take the first step, how could Zhang Xuan not be anxious.

If it were any other god, this would not be a difficult task.

After all, all the stars of the Great Wilderness Realm's destinies are parasitic here. To build the Hongmeng River, it is not too difficult as long as the spiritual consciousness, true essence, and qi and blood are up to standard.

The place where Zhang Xuan's destiny star is parasitic is in the boundless void outside the Great Wilderness.

Not only is the distance far, but the boundary membrane of this great wilderness world is difficult to penetrate.

"boom--"

There was a cracking sound outside.

The fourth-order bone scale formation arranged outside has been broken.

The five Nascent Soul cultivators of the Cao family looked at these high-level cultivators rushing over with despair.

Each of them is as fierce as a wolf or a tiger, and any one of them who is half a step away from becoming a god can tear several people into pieces.

At this moment, a huge figure appeared in the void.

It was actually the Demonic Abyss of Transformation.

The high-level monks who rushed in stopped one by one.

"Senior Moyuan, you once said that you would only protect the city on the sea. This is the Sea of ​​Destruction. According to your previous promise, you should not take action here." A cultivator who was half a step away from becoming a god shouted at Moyuan.

"This trade route of tens of millions of miles is originally a part of the city on the sea. If you break through the trade route, you will destroy the city on the sea. You are given 10 seconds to get out of here immediately!" Mo Yuan said indifferently.

At this time, another half-step god came out and clasped his fists and said, "Junior Wei Qianluo, my father is the Black Sea God Wei Wushuang. My father has reached an agreement with the East Sea Divine Rhino, the South Sea Taiwei Patriarch, the Sand Sea God, the North Sea Monster Lord and others. This ray of primordial purple air should belong to this junior. I hope the seniors will show some mercy..."

"Get lost!" Mo Yuan's hoarse voice said again, "The ten breaths of time are about to expire. I don't want to remind you a second time."

"Senior Moyuan, are you trying to use your power to overpower others? I don't believe you dare to kill me." Wei Qianluo did not retreat at all.

"How dare you! How dare you talk to your uncle like that?" A loud voice came from the sky.

When everyone looked, they found that the person flying over was none other than Wei Wushuang, who had attained enlightenment through killing. Behind Wei Wushuang were the Divine Rhino of the East Sea, the Taiwei Patriarch of the South Sea, the God of the Sand Sea, the Demon Lord of the North Sea and others.

"Father!"

Wei Qianluo was overjoyed to see his father coming.

"You bastard, how did you talk to your uncle just now? Why don't you apologize?" Wei Wushuang said with a cold face.

After hearing this, Wei Qianluo was stunned for a moment, then he said to Mo Yuan respectfully: "Mo Yuan...Uncle, I was rude just now, please forgive me."

Mo Yuan's expression remained calm as he looked towards Wei Wushuang.

Wei Wushuang laughed and said, "I heard that Daoist Mo Yuan has been planning for a thousand years to break through the realm of transformation. Now he is older than me. I have the audacity to call you elder brother. Is that ok?"

"Yes." Mo Yuan nodded.

"I heard that the place where you are staying now is a third-grade upper-grade spiritual vein. I have a fourth-grade middle-grade spiritual vein in the Black Sea. I am willing to set aside a hundred miles of territory to build a cave for you, is that okay?"

"Why are you doing this?" Mo Yuan looked at Wei Wushuang and asked.

"This good-for-nothing kid of mine has been spoiled by me since he was young, and he has a bad temper. Unfortunately, he is the only one who can inherit my legacy. The life span of a spirit being is long, but it also has an end. I only have a hundred years left to live, so I have to make some plans for these youngsters. I hope you can understand, big brother."

"Do you want your son to take a wisp of Hongmeng purple energy from here to impact the incarnation?"