God Emperor

Latest website: The Holy Corpse King under the Destiny Corpse Emperor turned around, took huge steps, ran quickly, and rushed into the darkness.

There were huge craters with footprints more than ten meters long on the ground. ?

On the other side, the Holy Ancestor Spirit King turned into a dark wind and flew into the coffin again. The coffin is a sacred weapon with ten thousand patterns, emitting black light, flying up from the ground, catching up with the King of Holy Corpses.

"It's not that easy to leave."

Zhang Ruochen stood inside the Red Sun Sacred Image, controlled the power of the blood-red giant, and smashed the thousand-meter-high rocky mountain with a bang.

Then, with a sudden step, Zhang Ruochen and the blood-red giant passed through the broken rocks, quickly pursued them, and launched another attack, hitting the black coffin.

"Bang."

The coffin, which had already been beaten to pieces by Ling Feiyu, could not withstand the force. It actually shattered and turned into pieces of sacred artifacts.

The Spirit King Saint Ancestor let out a scream, the skin on the surface of his body burst, and a thick mist of blood escaped.

The Heavenly Corpse Emperor glanced behind him and saw the Holy Ancestor Spirit King being intercepted by Zhang Ruochen and Ling Feiyu.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen and Ling Feiyu are both at their peak. They are simply meeting gods and killing gods, meeting Buddhas and killing Buddhas. Who dares to fight them?

He did not return to rescue, but continued to control the Holy Corpse King, shattering the layers of formations in the city and retreating outwards.

"Sword Nine."

Ling Feiyu stood a hundred feet above the ground and raised the holy sword above his head. Tens of thousands of inscriptions appeared on the sword body. Immediately, this piece of heaven and earth condensed countless sword energy.

The stones, rubble, leaves, and petals on the ground all exuded sword intent, as if they had turned into swords.

Even wisps of spiritual energy from heaven and earth were condensed into sword energy.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword was also trembling. It broke away from Zhang Ruochen's fingers and flew out, flying around Ling Feiyu.

"The legendary Nine Swordsmen... what a terrifying sword power. Are there five people in the entire First Central Empire who can practice swordsmanship to such an extent?"

The Nine of Swords does not represent strength, but the attainment of swordsmanship.

The people who can cultivate the Nine Swordsmanship to the Great Perfection are all swordsmanship wizards who have experienced the world and are enough to stand at the pinnacle of swordsmanship in an era.

It can be said that Sword Emperor Xue Hongchen was able to cultivate into Sword Ten. It can be said that it is already a miracle and a legend. It would be difficult for such a monster to emerge in tens of thousands of years.

Zhang Ruochen released his mental power and detected that the total number of sword energy and sword shadows in this world was over a million.

"Little girl, I will fight with you!"

Even a thousand-year-old monster like the Spirit King Saint Ancestor turned extremely pale when faced with Jian Jiu, and directly burned the holy blood in his body to use the divine method.

"Hell Ghost King Claw."

As the Holy Technique was unleashed, a ghost king in the form of a skeleton appeared behind the Holy Ancestor of the Spirit King and struck out a bone-clawed hand.

At the same time, the holy sword in Ling Feiyu's hand also swung downwards.

The two Saint King-level forces collided violently, and with a roar, the white bone claw marks were torn apart by the sword energy, and the huge ghost king's shadow was also smashed to pieces.

Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream pierced the night sky.

The holy body of the Holy Ancestor of the Spirit King was broken into dozens of pieces, and a large amount of holy blood flew out from the broken corpse. The holy blood contained terrifying heat and fell to the ground, making a chirping sound, melting the soil and rocks into pieces. Red magma.

After the dust dispersed, Zhang Ruochen saw that there was a sword path dozens of feet wide on the ground, like a canyon, going straight to the depths of the ground, dividing the city in half, with a length of more than 300 feet. inside.

The formation inscriptions arranged in the ground of the Seventh City did not block the sword, and were all torn apart.

In the sword path, there were streams of sword energy flowing, which did not dissipate for a long time.

All the saints in the Central Imperial City were alarmed.

One after another holy shadows flew up from the ground, like stars, exuding holy light. They stood in mid-air and looked towards the direction of the seventh city.

"It's a holy king fighting."

"The Queen promulgated the "Holy Decree", which clearly stipulates that saint-level figures are not allowed to fight privately in the city, and those who disobey the order will be killed. The restrictions on the Holy King are even greater. Which Holy King dares to ignore it? "Holy Decree"?"

"Look, there is a green war cloud rising from the Douzhan King's Mansion, heading straight towards the Seventh City. It must be the Douzhan King who takes action."

"Kill all the kings and Dazai-sama, and rush to the seventh city in person."

In an instant, the entire Central Imperial City changed, and many famous figures appeared at the same time. The other saints also used their physical skills and flew towards the seventh city. They wanted to know what happened?

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Zhang Ruochen glanced in the direction where the Heavenly Corpse Emperor fled, and sighed: "Although I killed the Holy Ancestor of the Spirit King, I allowed the Heavenly Corpse Emperor to escape. He will definitely be my formidable enemy from now on."

Executing Sword Nine, Ling Feiyu consumed a huge amount of holy energy in his body. He flew down from mid-air, used the Sword Master to support his body, and said to Zhang Ruochen: "The blow just now must have alarmed all the saints in the Central Imperial City, hurry up Get away from here."

Zhang Ruochen also knew that he must have been exposed, so he stopped thinking about it, stretched out a hand, grabbed Ling Feiyu's wrist, and pulled her suddenly to his side.

At the same time, the door to the world of Qiankun Realm opened.

"What are you going to do?"

Ling Feiyu was a little surprised, her almond-shaped eyes widened, not knowing what Zhang Ruochen wanted. Suddenly, she found that Zhang Ruochen's arm disappeared. After a while, the world was spinning, and when she opened her eyes again, she actually entered another world of space.

Zhang Ruochen knew about the existence of the "Heaven and Earth Chess Platform" and was worried that the court would find Ling Feiyu and harm her, so he temporarily connected her to the world of heaven and earth.

Later, Zhang Ruochen put the remains of the Holy Ancestor Spirit King and the Holy Source into the space ring.

The corpse of a holy king contains extremely huge energy. Treat it as nutrients and give it to the Holy Food Flower to absorb, which is enough to make the Holy Food Flower's cultivation breakthrough again.

Zhang Ruochen rushed to the abandoned courtyard where the space maze was located, and connected Huang Yanchen, Princess Bai Li and others into the universe.

"It came so quickly."

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked at the dark night sky, only to see streaks of white light, like meteor showers, flying in this direction.

Every white light is a saint.

In addition, a green war cloud was almost flying above Zhang Ruochen's head. The power escaping from the war cloud made the air become a little solid, making Zhang Ruochen feel unable to breathe.

"The Great Space Shift."

Zhang Ruochen used the Great Space Movement and left this area of ​​the city, arriving more than two hundred miles away and appearing on a busy street.

In an instant, the holy energy in his body converged to the extreme, and his face and body shape also changed dramatically, as if he had turned into an ordinary monk and blended into the crowd.

Zhang Ruochen was not in a hurry to leave and stayed to watch.

The surrounding monks were all talking: "What a terrifying battle. A whole city was reduced to rubble, dozens of defensive formations were torn to pieces, and the center area completely sank into the ground."

"It must be two behemoth-like forces fighting each other. It is said that even figures at the level of the Holy King are taking action."

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A moment later, a large number of saints arrived in the seventh city, and more detailed news came out.

"The Fighting Heavenly King, the Killing King, and the Dazai entered the war zone to investigate at the same time. It was initially determined that the forces under attack were the ancient ghost-raising clan and the ancient corpse-driving clan. Almost all of the forces of the two ancient clans in the Central Imperial City were The army was destroyed.”

"In the battlefield, fragments of the Soul King's ancestral coffin were found, as well as a large amount of the blood of the Holy King. Lord Dazai speculated that the Holy Ancestor of the Soul King of the Ghost-Yang Ancient Clan has died."

These two pieces of news were so explosive that they shocked the world and quickly spread throughout the Central Imperial City.

Every ancient clan is the pinnacle power of the human race, with a profound foundation.

Who dares to be so cruel to them?

A holy king was killed and could not escape. How powerful were the people who besieged the ancient ghost-raising tribe and the ancient corpse-driving tribe?

"The heirs of the ancient clan and a holy king were both destroyed. Which great master did the corpse-expelling ancient clan and the ghost-raising ancient clan offend?"

"These two clans often rob other people's ancestral graves and do a lot of unscrupulous things. They probably offend people who shouldn't be offended. There are only a handful of such people, and the results will probably come soon."

Not long after, an even more explosive news came out, "The people who took action are most likely Ling Feiyu, the first saint of the Demon Sect, and Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space."

"A sword energy cut through the city three hundred miles away. The remaining sword energy in the sword path has reached the level of Jianjiu. Today, in the Central Imperial City, only Ling Feiyu's swordsmanship has reached this level."

"In the battlefield, a space maze was discovered. It must have been left by Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space."

The monks in the Central Imperial City became even more excited.

"Zhang Ruochen actually came to the Central Imperial City? Oh my God, he is my male idol. Are you sure he is really here?"

The beauties of some aristocratic families and noble families were all very excited, and rushed towards the Seventh City like some nymphomaniacs.

Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space, has a layer of mystery about him. Not only is he the youngest saint in the human race, but he is also so talented that he can surpass the nine realms and be the best in the world. In addition, he also did many great things that shocked the world, making all the creatures of the beast clan and the undead blood clan fearful.

Zhang Ruochen's name is a household name, but very few people have seen his true form.

Such a mysterious man naturally has a fatal attraction for young women. When they heard that Zhang Ruochen had come to the Central Imperial City, those beauties of heaven not only did not regard him as a repeat offender of the imperial court, but were very excited.

"As expected of my family's male god, he can't be any more powerful. He should give the ancient ghost-raising clan and the ancient corpse-driving clan a lesson."

"Even the Dragon Clan and the Undead Vampire Clan were beaten into fear. As far as my male god is concerned, the mere Ancient Ghost Raising Clan and the Ancient Corpse Exorcist Clan were naturally wiped out in a snap."

"I had already guessed that the male god would not be afraid of the imperial court and would definitely come to the Central Imperial City. He did not disappoint me. What if you could give me a chance to meet him by chance?"

"The First Saint has joined forces with Zhang Ruochen. They won't be together, right? Wow, so sad. One is my idol and the other is my male god. How can it be like this?"

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Zhang Ruochen stood in the crowd and immediately felt ashamed when he heard the words of the girls. He didn't expect such a painting style. It turns out that his popularity among human monks has reached such a high level, no wonder the senior brother asked him to keep a low profile.

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(Next, I have to write the most important plot. However, the child had a fever last night and did not sleep well. Today, his condition is quite bad and his head has been very dizzy.

Therefore, if there is no update before 12 o'clock, I hope everyone can understand. Of course, Xiaoyu will try his best to write and try to write a chapter. Let me tell everyone in advance so that everyone will not have to wait again. )