God Emperor

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Shen Yuan's ancient sword suppressed Nan Sheng, and thousands of sword energy flew out, turning his body into blood mist, which was refined by the pure fire of destruction released by Zhang Ruochen.

Divine talisman, with talisman spirit.

This Moyang talisman can only be considered to have just reached the talisman level. The intelligence of the talisman inside is limited, but it only obeys the orders of Nan Sheng. The power of Fu Ling has probably reached the demigod level, and it cannot be activated at all if it is not cultivated enough.

Zhang Ruochen spent a lot of time refining the talisman spirit.

Looking at the exquisite black jade talisman in his hand, Zhang Ruochen thought to himself: "With this talisman, I can still fight against the true god."

Previously, even if Zhang Ruochen's mental power reached the peak of level 70, he still could not compete with the divine talisman. He was able to win after he severely damaged Nan Sheng, greatly reducing the power of the talisman.

In the final analysis, it's not that Divine Rune is weak, but Nan Sheng is weak.

With the talisman in his hands, Zhang Ruochen was confident that he could unleash even greater power.

Zhang Ruochen checked Hai Hai's injuries. She was protected by a golden body, and the injury was not serious. The Buddha's energy in her body was still alive, but her holy soul was shocked and temporarily fainted.

The sound of the battle between Fengchen Sword God and Guisi became more and more distant.

It should be Fengchen Sword God who lured Guisi away!

Sword God Fengchen must be Sword Emperor Xue Hongchen, one of the Nine Emperors of the Kunlun Realm in the past. So, his appearance in the ancient and abandoned city will be a powerful foreign aid force. Zhang Ruochen is not surrounded by enemies on all sides and has no helpers.

"Uh-huh!"

A black shadow flew from a distance, stepping on the golden Buddha wall and constantly changing its body shape.

Finally, he fell next to Zhang Ruochen.

It was Xiao Hei who was wearing a mysterious robe and a black cloak, exuding a cold temperament, looking at the ancient sword of Shen Yuan in the blood mist and divine fire. In the blood mist, Nan Sheng's screams could still be heard.

Xiao Hei followed his reaction to Zhang Ruochen and came here.

It said in surprise: "You actually killed Nan Sheng. This guy has a lot of background. You are in big trouble!"

"It doesn't matter. Even if I don't kill him, Tiannan Life and Death Ruins will still kill me." Zhang Ruochen looked very indifferent.

"Huh!"

Xiao Hei stared at Zhang Ruochen's exposed chest.

The Buddha's light on Zhang Ruochen's body was extremely bright, comparable to the golden Buddha walls around him. On the chest, where the Buddha's relics were integrated, it was particularly bright.

Even through the black cloak, Zhang Ruochen could sense Xiao Hei's fiery eyes.

"What a strong Buddha energy. This is the relic left by the old bald donkey Xumi, right? Oh my god, the legendary Buddha relic. I finally see this supreme treasure."

The cold temperament on Xiao Hei's body was instantly broken, and he reached out and touched Zhang Ruochen's chest, as if his mouth was about to leak out.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed its wrist and pushed it away.

"No, you still have one, right? Give me one. What's our relationship? You won't be reluctant to part with it, right? Don't tell me I don't have any more!" Xiao Hei said extremely excitedly.

Zhang Ruochen still has six of the Buddha's relics, so of course he won't be reluctant to give them away.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If I give it to you, you can't refine it! You have the blood of the immortal blood clan in your body, and you have not practiced Buddhism."

"Who said that this emperor has not practiced Buddhism?"

Xiao Hei clasped his hands together, exuding Buddha light all over his body, and flew away the black cloak on his head, revealing a round, furry cat head.

It really has a bit of a sacred aura.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Okay, the holy monk suppressed you for a hundred thousand years, and giving you a relic can be regarded as compensation. But you have to promise me one thing!"

"Don't mention one, ten will do." Xiao Hei said quickly.

Zhang Ruochen said: "In the future, you are not allowed to randomly call the holy monk's name. You must be respectfully called the Seventh Patriarch."

"Okay, okay, Seventh Patriarch, the Seventh Patriarch's Dharma is boundless, his supernatural powers are vast, and he illuminates the world." Xiao Hei said smoothly.

‘“I’ll give it to you after I leave the abyss of darkness.”

"Why?"

"Whether you can refine the Buddha's relics is still unknown. Giving you one is just for your enlightenment. If I give it to you now, you will only miss the mark."

"Okay, when the time comes, don't be shy."

The vision of the holy monk Xumi is "the hell that empties the human heart."

Zhang Ruochen knew that he did not have the ability to help him complete this vision. This was also a vision that no one could complete. However, he can try his best to do some meaningful things to make the world less full of hatred, killing, and sorrow.

It's easy to say, but extremely difficult to do.

He needs the support of some strong people around him.

Although Xiao Hei is unreliable many times, when he really needs it, he will definitely stand by his side.

Just like this time, the abyss of darkness was actually very dangerous, but Xiao Hei did not flinch.

Because Xiao Hei knew very well how important this trip was to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen believes that even if Saint Monk Xumi is still alive, he still hopes to use his relics to cultivate more powerful people. Instead, keep them in boxes.

Xiao Hei sensed something, a pair of round cat eyes, staring at a certain place in the space.

"What a powerful wave of divine power."

As soon as its voice fell, the world of gods in the sky and hidden in the sea was penetrated by a five-color sword light, and two powerful divine powers burst out from the position where Xiao Hei had just stared.

"Boom!"

I don't know how many regular divine patterns and sword energy impacted in all directions.

The figures of Kongli Zanghai and Prajna appeared one after another and fell to the ground.

Prajna held the Destiny Staff in one hand and the five-colored stone sword in the other. He was wearing the Hundred Dragon Minghuang Armor, and his aura was at its peak, forcing Xiao Hei and Zhang Ruochen to retreat continuously. In Zhang Ruochen's hand, he held the seawater that had fainted.

Half of Kong Li Zang Hai's divine body was soaked in blood, and he obviously suffered a big loss.

He sneered again and again and said: "Her Highness the Goddess is indeed the representative figure of this Yuanhui. She is so powerful that I am convinced by my defeat. However, with the fall of General Gailin and Master Yutian, the Temple of Destiny must give an explanation to the dead people. When the time comes, I hope Her Majesty the Goddess can still have the same grace as she does today."

"Not only General Gailin and Master Yutian are dead, but Nan Sheng is also dead! I killed all of them."

Zhang Ruochen handed the sea water to Xiao Hei. As he spoke, he walked over with the powerful power of Prajna, and said: "Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. Even if the dead clan, the Temple of Death, and the Tiannan Life and Death Ruins want to If you want revenge, come to me. This matter has nothing to do with the Prajna Goddess. Every word I say is absolutely true."

"Uh-huh!"

Shen Yuan's ancient sword completely killed Nan Sheng and flew back to Zhang Ruochen's hands.

Prajna watched Zhang Ruochen walk towards Konglizanghai step by step, and felt a hidden worry in his heart, feeling that Zhang Ruochen was too reckless. The opponent is a mid-level god. Even though her combat power is far superior to Kongli Zanghai, she is very cautious during the confrontation and does not dare to underestimate the enemy.

When she was about to pull Zhang Ruochen back, her expression suddenly changed.

On the opposite side, Kong Li Zang Hai was not willing to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He burst out with great speed, turned into a ray of divine light, and punched Zhang Ruochen who was walking towards him.

Such a close distance can be reached in an instant for the gods.

Prajna let out a sweet shout and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.

Xiao Hei threw the sea water back, roared in his mouth, and rushed forward.

But, it was simply too late.

Kong Li Zang Hai had already punched Zhang Ruochen in the chest.

Once a true god's punch hits, stars will explode, let alone Zhang Ruochen?

"Zhang Ruochen, you are seeking your own death, no wonder I am." Kongli Zanghai sneered.

However, the smile on his face only lasted for a moment, and then gradually turned into horror. Because he discovered that Buddhist inscriptions appeared on Zhang Ruochen's body.

"boom!"

The bodies of Zhang Ruochen and Kongli Zanghai flew backwards at the same time.

The difference is that Kongli Zanghai was attacked by the Buddhist inscriptions on Zhang Ruochen's body. His body was torn into pieces, and his bones were broken into pieces.

Although Zhang Ruochen spit out a mouthful of blood, he was not seriously injured, and was caught by Prajna who was chasing him from behind, neutralizing all the impact.

Zhang Ruochen pressed his palm on his painful chest and laughed.

Just now, at the moment when he was punched by Sora Zanghai, his mental power was growing rapidly again, but unfortunately, he did not break through to the seventy-first level.

The true God is not so easy to kill.

Kongli Zanghai re-condensed his divine body, immediately used the secret technique of burning divine blood, and fled quickly. He didn't even dare to say a harsh word, for fear of being under siege.

"What's going on? Kongri Zanghai is a mid-level god. How can I hit you and shake myself to pieces?"

Xiao Hei touched Zhang Ruochen's chest again.

Prajna kept staring at Zhang Ruochen's chest, stretched out a slender jade finger, touched it lightly, and said, "These are the Buddhist inscriptions and the power of the Buddha's relics."

Xiao Hei thought of something and quickly retracted his hand and said: "I understand, these Buddhist inscriptions are the Sanskrit inscriptions of the Seventh Patriarch. They are so powerful that they are comparable to the heavenly patterns of all heaven-level experts. Incredible, Zhang Ruochen, you are now With the sky pattern protecting your body, you are no different from a hedgehog. Whoever hits you will be unlucky!"

"I'm not that strong, why don't you try hitting me?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Xiao Hei shook his head vigorously and stayed away from Zhang Ruochen.

Prajna looked serious and said: "The Sanskrit text of the Seven Patriarchs should have escaped from the relics of the Buddha. It is indeed not a trivial matter. However, it does not mean that you can have nothing to fear."

"Just like just now, even though Kongri Zanghai tore himself apart, he also hurt you with one punch, but not seriously. However, if the spirit that strikes is much more cultivated than Kongli Zanghai, you may not be able to bear it. live."

"Moreover, once the other party knows that you have the Sanskrit body protection of the Seventh Patriarch, they will not choose to attack you at close range."

Zhang Ruochen said: "I understand! Only when one's own strength is strong can one be truly powerful. Otherwise, if he encounters Kongli Zanghai again, he only needs to use a mesh-like treasure to capture me."

Xiao Hei smiled and said: "Don't worry. Even if he is injured by the Seventh Patriarch Sanskrit, it will be difficult for him to refine the Buddha energy in his body. Not sure, he will suffer lifelong injuries that cannot be healed. If you can't wait, When the Yuanhui catastrophe comes, all heaven and man will decline."

"The life of Kongli Zanghai is not long, but this time it is really going to be over."