God Emperor

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Nine majestic dragon shadows pulled the chariot, and the two layers of dazzling holy light waves on the chariot spread outward. As the chariot rolled forward, the power of the holy way that erupted became more and more powerful.

The ground beneath his feet shook, and the king in the center of the purple formation was a little unsteady on his feet.

The purple robe on the king's head was lifted up, revealing a handsome face with clear outlines. His eyebrows were green and his eyes were phosphorescent, but he chuckled: "The chariot is very good, but it's a pity that yours The realm is too low and it cannot exert its true power. Eryao's perfect power level attack cannot do anything to me."

"Negative."

"Absolutely."

"Disaster."

"fear."

Four strange words came out of the king's mouth.

The king's fingers grasped the Holy Bone Staff tightly, and the spiritual power in his body swept out like a storm.

The purple formation diagram under the feet was like a piece of paper, rolled up, making a "clatter" sound, and pressed towards the Jin Bulong chariot. In an instant, the rapidity of the dragon chariot was suppressed, and the car body was shaking violently.

"This person's mental power has probably reached the fifty-sixth level."

Zhang Ruochen stood at the front of the chariot holding the relics of the Buddha Emperor, his face became a little ugly.

Under normal circumstances, the combat power of a fifty-sixth-level spiritual monk is comparable to that of a three-step holy king or a four-step holy king. He is definitely a terrifying figure. Against Zhang Ruochen and the other half-step holy kings or the holy kings, , something that can be solved by just moving your fingers.

Zhang Ruochen really couldn't figure out who thought so highly of him that he actually invited such a powerful person to kill him.

However, Wang obviously had to spend most of his mental energy to control the purple formation, cover up the secrets, and create illusions to prevent others from inferring that they were here to intercept and kill Zhang Ruochen and others.

Therefore, his attack power is greatly reduced.

Wen Shusheng knew the king's strength quite well and knew that he was a very powerful killing god. He said with a pale face: "With our strength, even if we join forces, we probably won't be able to stop a single finger of the king. We should rush out of the Purple Evil Formation first." Figure, leave here and start planning again.”

"You guys, who have not yet reached the realm of the Holy King, want to escape from this king?" The king smiled gloomily.

The purple formations were overwhelming, and every formation contained destructive power, which was suffocating.

Zhang Ruochen looked up, and his field of vision was completely covered by purple light, like a sky full of thunder and lightning, pressing down. Even Wen Shusheng, Ling Mi, and Su Qingling, who are uniquely chosen by heaven, all have a look of despair in their eyes.

"Break it for me." Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of space and swiped his finger upwards. The space around his fingertips shook violently. Gradually, a crack opened and collided with the pressing purple array.

"Boom."

The next moment, the purple formation in the sky fell into pieces, and the golden dragon chariot rushed out of the purple mist.

The array diagram on the ground is still there.

Wang stood in the center of the formation, a strange look flashed in his eyes, "He actually escaped. He is worthy of being a descendant of time and space. He has some abilities."

The Jinbu dragon chariot had not rushed far when a roar sounded from the ground. The rocky ground rose up and soon turned into two bamboo shoot-shaped stone peaks, blocking the front of the dragon chariot.

"There are actually experts?"

Everyone in Jin Bulong's chariot felt their hearts sink to the bottom.

On the top of the two stone peaks, there stood a woman in white, each with a golden mask on her face. The Holy Dao fluctuations erupting from their bodies were extremely powerful, and they were all in the realm of the Holy King.

Although he hasn't fought with them yet, Zhang Ruochen has already sensed the danger. The strength of any one of them is not inferior to that of Jiuyou Sword Master, and is even a bit stronger.

These two people were naturally Tianshu and Tianmiao who followed Shangzi.

The woman who can follow the young leader of the Temple of Merit is obviously not an ordinary person. At least she must have an innate physique comparable to that of Su Qingling and Ling Mi. Fighting across a realm is a basic condition.

Death Xu walked out from between the two stone peaks and let out a joking laugh: "King, you have been practicing for so many years, but you can't even defeat a Half-Step Saint King. I feel ashamed for you."

There was also a mask on Suixu's face.

"You're underestimating the enemy. As the number one person on the Saint's Merit List, Zhang Ruochen is still capable. He is not the kind of cat or dog that can be killed casually." Wang said.

Suixu could hear that the king was also mocking him.

After all, he was only ranked seventh on the "Holy Merit List".

Suixu was quite disdainful and said: "The "Sage Merit List" is ranked by merit value, not by strength. Those with high merit values ​​may not be stronger. I focus on cultivation and am too lazy to compete for this ranking. I rarely go there. There are also many strong people who collect merit points on the battlefield."

Zhang Ruochen finally figured it out. The man opposite seemed to be a strong man on the "Holy Merit List".

"You have to wear a mask to kill. The identities of the three of them must be unusual. Maybe they are worried that if the interception fails, they may be punished by Tian Tiao." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

"Why don't you let me test Zhang Ruochen's strength before killing them?" Suixu chuckled.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If you want to test my strength, the price will be very high."

"Really? I just want to give it a try."

Xuxu's figure became blurry.

When the voice of those words reached Zhang Ruochen's ears, a dark sword light had already reached Zhang Ruochen's neck, and the speed was scary.

"The way of flowing light." Zhang Ruochen's heart trembled.

The Way of Flowing Light is one of the seventy-two supreme holy ways. According to legend, if you practice it to the extreme, the speed of a monk can reach the speed of light. It is not easy to suppress it in time and space. It is a speed type. The strongest holy way.

Very few monks can understand the way of flowing light, but once they can understand it, almost no opponent in the same realm can catch his move.

UI.

The way of flow is the fastest.

Zhang Ruochen had always been vigilant, so he immediately used spatial movement to move out sideways, avoiding the blade of Death Xu, and using his finger as a sword, he pointed out.

The reason why Shen Yuan Ancient Sword was not used was because, facing an enemy like Death Xu, using Shen Yuan Ancient Sword would only slow down Zhang Ruochen's sword-drawing speed.

If the speed of drawing the sword is even just a little slower, I am afraid that I will die under the sword of death.

"Swish."

After seven consecutive confrontations.

In the end, Zhang Ruochen made the first move and pointed his finger at the blade. With a bang, the sword shook, and Suixu was shaken back.

The whole process lasted only half a breath. With the cultivation level of Su Qingling and others, they only saw a few shadows. Mu Lingxi received the inheritance of the Ice and Fire Phoenix, and her eyesight was astonishing, but she could only barely see how they were attacking. If she had to resist them, I'm afraid... the speed of their attacks would still be far behind.

After watching this confrontation, they all felt discouraged.

Speaking of which, they were all the top geniuses in the Guanghan world, and each of them was arrogant. However, they secretly calculated that if they really wanted to fight the man wearing the mask, he would kill him with just one blow. Can kill them.

"Zhang Ruochen can fight against such a terrifying figure and repel him. He is truly the pride of the Guanghan world. Such a person is unlikely to appear in the Guanghan world in ten thousand years!"

"The man wearing the mask must be a very high-ranking figure on the Saints' Merit List. Who could it be?"

"On the "Holy Merit List", there can be no more than ten people with the same speed as him, and they also use knives. It's already easy to guess!" Wen Shusheng's eyes lit up, and he already made a good guess.

Zhang Ruochen and Suixu stood at their original positions again, as if they had never moved from beginning to end.

Suixu moved his arm holding the knife and said with a smile: "I was not disappointed. He really has the strength to compete with me. However, it was just a tentative fight just now."

"I'm looking forward to you using your full strength. I wonder how far you can reach it?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Since cultivating the Five Elements Chaos Body and the Divine Fate, Zhang Ruochen can easily defeat all opponents in the same realm. Even Qiu Yu, who is known as the number one in the Kunlun realm, couldn't catch Zhang Ruochen's three moves.

But Suixu was the first person in the same realm who could make Zhang Ruochen wary.

Although Princess Rakshasa was also very strong, at that time her level of cultivation was higher than that of Zhang Ruochen, and she had no intention of killing Zhang Ruochen. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen didn't have much feeling when he fought with her. He just felt that her strength was bottomless.

The universe is too big, and the heavenly world includes more than 8,000 worlds. Every one of the geniuses who can reach the forefront is a child of luck, so naturally they will not be weak.

Suixu smiled and said: "I have seen the battlefield scenes of every battle you fought in the ancestral spirit world. I also made special rubbings of them and studied them repeatedly. It can be said that I understand your fighting style and your trump cards. Very clear. But you know nothing about me."

Suixu is not an arrogant man. Instead, he attaches great importance to Zhang Ruochen, his opponent, and said: "When you were in the ancestral spirit world, your cultivation was still in the holy realm. You should have only recently broken through to the half-step holy king. And I, I have long been Three years ago, you reached the half-step holy king realm. Therefore, the number of holy rules in your body is not as many as mine, and it is impossible to cast intermediate holy skills. This is my second advantage!"?

Zhang Ruochen's desire to win was stronger than ever before, and he smiled coldly, "So what if the advantage is greater?"

"You don't understand. Being able to let me talk about your advantages means that you already have the strength to compete with me. This is quite an amazing thing!" Suixu said seriously.

In the distance, Wang was a little impatient and said, "Why are you talking so much to a dead man?"

Suixu stared at Wang with some contempt and said: "You don't understand, this is respect for the opponent. After all, it is really an ecstatic thing to meet an opponent with equal strength to oneself. Yes. Oh, Zhang Ruochen, how do you want to die?"