God Emperor

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The suppressive force of fate not only acted on Zhang Ruochen, but also on Shang Ziyan, who was closest to Zhang Ruochen.

Shang Ziyan realized something was wrong.

Therefore, when the Nether Light Death Soul Talisman was only a few hundred meters away from Zhang Ruochen, Shang Ziyan decisively used the speed of light and fled backwards. To prevent the destructive power from this half of the talisman from killing Zhang Ruochen, he would also be killed.

If Shang Ziyan fights to the death and refuses to retreat, Zhang Ruochen may be in trouble today.

However, Shang Ziyan's retreat gave Zhang Ruochen a glimmer of hope.

As Shang Ziyan retreated far away, the power erupted from the Dao Tianhuang Seal quickly weakened. Thousands of stars surged out of Zhang Ruochen's body, evolving into a sea of ​​chaotic stars, using the way of truth to fight against the power of the two gates of destiny.

At the same time, twelve golden wings grew out of his back, turning into a golden light and rising into the sky. His fingers formed a sword formula, and Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew out first.

"Zheng!"

The piercing sound of swords resounded throughout the world.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword spun rapidly and hit the palm of Dao Tianhuang Seal hard. Combined with the three supreme holy weapons, it penetrated and turned into wisps of clouds.

However, Zhang Ruochen was not given time to escape.

"Boom!"

Under the influence of Nan Sheng, the Ghostly Light Death Soul Talisman shattered in advance, erupting with an astonishing destructive power. The black aura of death, centered on the talisman, spreads out to all directions of the sea.

An unknown amount of sea water evaporated in this instant.

The water waves raised in the outer sea area turned into a hundred-foot wall of water, and the sea water turned into a dead black, like thick and smelly ink.

Many monks saw that when the Nether Light Death Soul Talisman exploded, Zhang Ruochen was within a hundred meters of it and failed to hide in the inner space of the Supreme Sacred Artifact in time.

Shang Ziyan had retreated five hundred miles away, but the power of the talisman still impacted him, causing the holy robe on his body to be broken into pieces.

His body felt as if he had been hit by a heavy punch, and he flew thousands of miles away with his strength before regaining his balance.

Fortunately, Shang Ziyan's body defense was strong and he was considered immortal, so he was not injured at all.

However, the soul was shocked and the mind was stinging.

Shang Ziyan looked back and saw that the entire sea area had become turbid and bubbling.

The power of death pervades, extinguishing all life.

"Suffering such an attack, no matter how strong Zhang Ruochen is, he should be completely destroyed."

Shang Ziyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his mood suddenly brightened. Standing on the dead sea, he felt that the world was full of vitality, and his thoughts were full of relaxation and comfort.

The demonic obstacles in my heart were swept away.

The number of Holy Path rules in his body is slowly growing.

"Haha! It's finally over. I was the one who killed Zhang Ruochen after all." Nan Sheng felt happy, stroking the white beard hanging down from his cheeks, feeling quite proud of the spring breeze.

Some people are happy and some are sad.

Xiang Chunan clenched his fingers tightly, his eyes were as wide as two bells, and he felt pain in his heart, but he didn't know what to say. Finally, he let out a long roar like a roar.

Qingsi Xue patted his shoulder and sighed.

Among the monks in the Tianlong Realm, Ao Yi sighed with emotion: "A short-lived flower appears in an instant."

After Ao Xukong knew that Zhang Ruochen was Shu Qianchi, he had a deep respect for him in his heart and said bitterly: "If Zhang Ruochen breaks through to the supreme realm, how strong will he be? How many monks will he be able to amaze?"

In the previous battle, Zhang Ruochen had been pushed to the limit. Naturally, more monks saw that he had not condensed the supreme body, and that he still had the cultivation level to survive in death.

"This is no longer possible." Ao Yi said.

Fairy Linglong bit her lip lightly with her teeth, her beautiful eyes stared at the place where the death aura was thickest, secretly expecting something, and said: "He was killed by heaven and hell together. Is there really no place for him in the world?"

Ao Yi said meaningfully: "Perhaps, he himself does not want to integrate into heaven or hell. As long as he chooses one of them, he will not be the enemy of the whole world. No matter how you put it, it is the path he chose. It can attract the five powerful men. If we join forces to deal with it, even if we die in battle, it will shock an era."

On the ancient ship where the monks from the Temple of Destiny gathered, both Prajna and Xue Tu had expressions of disbelief, feeling that all this was not true.

"No...are there any other variables?"

Xuetu twitched his lips, not knowing whether he was expecting a change or worried about a change.

Prajna formed palm seals with both hands and pressed them out at the same time. Suddenly a powerful hurricane surged out, blowing away the evil spirit of death on the sea. She didn't believe that any of this was true. There was no way that Zhang Ruochen would fall into the hands of a mere Southern Saint.

As the evil aura of death faded away, everyone's vision became clear.

On the sea surface, a flickering fire appeared.

"That is……"

The smile on Nan Sheng's face froze, and his eyes were fixed on the fire.

He saw that the fire was flying towards him rapidly.

"not good!"

Nan Sheng's face changed with shock, and he was extremely shocked inside. He really couldn't figure out why Zhang Ruochen could survive the Ghostly Light Death Soul Talisman?

Without time to think about it, he attached the two talismans to his legs and quickly flew away.

The fire was getting brighter and brighter, and it was Zhang Ruochen who was wearing the Vulcan armor.

It has to be said that the Netherlight Death Soul Talisman is indeed very powerful. The moment after it exploded, Zhang Ruochen's body in the Vulcan Armor was almost turned into blood and mud.

However, Zhang Ruochen merged the heart of truth and the white blood and earth, and the vitality contained in his body could not be wiped out so easily.

As for the impact of the Ghostly Light Death Soul Talisman on the soul, it was blocked by the power of the sword.

Under the divine realm, if you want to defeat Zhang Ruochen, maybe there are monks who can do it. However, killing Zhang Ruochen is by no means that easy.

This would only be possible if the Netherlight Death Soul Talisman fell directly on Zhang Ruochen and exploded.

Just now, when everyone thought Zhang Ruochen died under the Netherlight Death Soul Talisman, Zhang Ruochen had already used this short period of time to re-condensate his physical body and fully recover from his injuries.

What makes Zhang Ruochen even more delighted is that the rules of the holy way in his body are growing crazily, constantly impacting the extreme realm of the two Yuan Hui Shu.

The opportunity to break through has arrived.

"Where to go? Go to hell."

Zhang Ruochen was too fast to beat him in the divine realm, so he caught up with Nan Sheng and punched him.

The pure fire of destruction surged out together with the fist power.

Nan Sheng had no time to use his mental power, so he had to turn around, slapped his palms out, and created a wheel seal the size of a mountain.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen broke through the Wheel Seal and hit Nan Sheng's chest hard with his fist.

Nan Sheng's body was torn apart, blood splattered on the sea area with a radius of hundreds of feet.

"Practice for me!"

A large amount of divine fire gushed out from the Vulcan armor on Zhang Ruochen, covering the entire sea area, refining Nan Sheng's blood, body, and spiritual power to kill him completely.

"Crash!"

Nan Sheng's spiritual power is immortal. From a gourd-shaped vessel, densely packed talismans are drawn out to protect the blood and remains scattered in the sea.

Six sword lights came through the air, evolved into six sword techniques, and attacked Zhang Ruochen.

At the same time, Greedy Baby's laughter rang out and he said, "Zhang Ruochen, I'll kill you!"

Zhang Ruochen broke through the six sword techniques one by one, and Greedy Baby's figure appeared beside him. He grabbed the Asura Sword, the strongest among the six swords, and slashed it out with the sword.

Yuan stood above Zhang Ruochen's head, stepping on a ghost cloud condensed by thousands of evil ghosts, and with a pair of slender hands, he carved out ghost patterns one after another.

The Abandoned Heaven Ghost Pattern was created by the Ghost Lord and can communicate with heaven and earth, control all ghosts, and steal the power of heaven.

The dense ghost patterns that abandoned the sky and the ghost clouds that were hundreds of miles long were suppressed at the same time.

Zhang Ruochen knocked out the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror, Wujin Zhantian Pillar, Vajra Moon Wheel, and Shen Yuan Ancient Sword to repel the Greedy Infant, and then rushed straight into the sky to meet the ghost cloud.

"war!"

Behind him, the holy image of King Fudo condensed and turned into a tall and majestic figure.

The Holy Image of King Fudo struck out with one palm, shattering the ghost clouds and shattering the ghost patterns of the Abandoned Heaven.

Kite's eyes narrowed, a pair of black eagle wings sprouted from its back, and it quickly flew out into the sky. She didn't dare to engage in close combat with Zhang Ruochen like Shang Ziyan and Greedy Baby, and she didn't see Nan Shengdu being broken into pieces by Zhang Ruochen's punch.

"Zhang Ruochen, let's continue fighting."

Greedy Baby gave a long laugh, harnessed six swords, and chased Zhang Ruochen.

On the sea surface, drops of blood and pieces of broken bodies, under the influence of spiritual power, reunited and transformed into the figure of Nan Sheng.

His face was pale, his body was weak, and the fear in his eyes was still there. He said to himself: "Zhang Ruochen is so scary. Even the Netherlight Death Soul Talisman can't kill him. We can't continue fighting!"

This battle caused quite a psychological shadow on Nan Sheng, as if Zhang Ruochen could not defeat it at all, and it was a peak that he could not climb.

Nan Sheng was about to withdraw from the battlefield...

"Uh-huh!"

From the sky, a giant sword with a length of a thousand meters pierced through the air and smashed his body into pieces again.

The giant sword is none other than Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

The sound of "哓哓" sounded, and countless god-eating insects rushed into the sea along the body of the giant sword, devouring Nan Sheng's blood and remaining body. On the sea, the screams of Nan Sheng's soul could be heard.

The divine world of Lord Judgment.

The eyes of the six adults from Tiannan Life and Death Ruins sank, and the two fingers of their right hands merged, activating their mental power and flying towards the sea below.

"Bang!"

The Bloody God of War swung his halberd and cut off his mental power.

"Six great men, it's better for the gods not to interfere in the war of the ten realms. When my grandson fell into death, did I intervene?" the Blood God of War said coldly.

"you……"

The six adults could not refute, so they could only stare at him angrily.

The Blood God of War looked as cold as frost as he looked at him, completely unafraid of his identity as the heir of Tiannan Life and Death Ruins.

"Hey! That little goddess actually took action!" The god of the Temple of Death said in surprise.

In the sea below, a stunning and beautiful figure cut through the sky and flew down into the blood-red sea.

It is none other than the goddess of destiny, Prajna.

She stood several feet above the sea, with the Door of True Self floating behind her. Wisps of light beams fell from the door, like lines, sweeping up Nan Sheng's remains.

In the light of destiny, Nan Sheng's body condensed again.

This time, Nan Sheng was extremely weak and his eyes lost their sharpness.

He raised his hands and saluted Prajna, and said: "Thank you, Her Majesty the Goddess, for your rescue. Nan Sheng will definitely remember your kindness."

"You leave the battlefield first and heal your wounds."

Prajna waved his sleeves, and the power in his sleeves turned into a force of wind, sending Nan Sheng back to the camp of the dead monks.

She held the Destiny Staff, raised her snow-white head, and looked at Zhang Ruochen, who was fighting against Greedy Baby and Kite. He glanced at Shang Ziyan and Yin Yuanchen who were flying over. Then, a winding Styx River emerged from under their feet. They stepped on the Styx River and flew towards Zhang Ruochen in the sky.