God Emperor

The three thousand inscriptions on Shen Yuan's ancient sword emerged at the same time, like more than three thousand chains, connecting the sword body with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The sword energy shuttled between heaven and earth.

Facing such a powerful force, Liao Teng felt tremendous pressure.

Liao Teng also had a thousand-marked sacred weapon, but it only had two thousand inscriptions, which was incomparable to Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

Zhang Ruochen stood in mid-air, holding a sword and said: "Palace Master Liao, why don't you use your true power?"

"Junior, don't be so arrogant. No matter who you are, you will not escape death today."

Liao Teng snorted coldly, and a dazzling blood-red brilliance surged out of his body, and densely packed holy rules rushed out, intertwining into a hundred-foot-tall holy image.

The holy appearance of the saint in the middle realm is much more powerful than that of the saint in the lower realm. It is not a shadow, but looks like a huge statue made of blood-red crystals. It is as powerful as a rainbow and is as majestic as the statues in the temple. people.

Liao Teng practices the Tao of Palms, and the rules intertwined in the Holy Appearance are mainly the rules of the Tao of Palms. In addition to this, there are other small rules. If the holy image moves casually, the whole world will tremble.

"The palm prints the world."

Liao Teng controlled the holy form, used the rules of the holy way, and performed a holy palm technique, which produced thirty-six times the attack power.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes condensed, and in an instant, he entered the realm of the unity of man and sword. He used the Five of Swords and turned into a meteor-like light. With a bang, it penetrated the world of Liao Teng's palm print.

The Ten Saint Blood Armor, Shen Yuan's Ancient Sword, and Zhang Ruochen's own power, three powerful forces, gathered together and collided with Liao Teng's holy form.

There was a boom.

In the abdomen of the Holy Image, a large area of ​​the Holy Path's rules was shattered, making a banging sound.

Zhang Ruochen launched the second strike again, the third strike... He struck with seven swords in a row, finally penetrated the holy image, swung the sword diagonally, and slashed towards Liao Teng's neck with a thousand lines of destructive power.

Liao Teng avoided the vital point, but a large piece of his right shoulder was cut off, and blood spurted out like a gush of blood.

"This kid is so unbelievable that he can activate the Thousand Marks of Destruction Energy endlessly. Aren't you worried about the depletion of the Holy Qi?"

Liao Teng quickly rushed upward to avoid Zhang Ruochen's second sword.

Liao Teng took out another bottle and wanted to drink the holy blood in the bottle to recover from his injuries.

This time, Zhang Ruochen didn't give him a chance. The shadows of Qingluan and Fire Phoenix appeared on his legs, and he stepped on the two sacred birds and quickly chased after them.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword swung and took Liao Teng's head straight away.

Liao Teng dodged again, avoiding the attack of Shen Yuan's ancient sword, but the bottle in his hand was hit and exploded, and all the holy blood spilled out.

"Damn it, you really think I can't kill you."

Liao Teng's eyes widened, and veins protruded all over his body, splitting his skin. His body bones became larger and larger, fangs sprouted from his mouth, and his nails turned into sharp claws.

"Stab it."

A pair of blood-red flesh wings rushed out from the back, stretched out, and became more than thirty feet long, exuding a mighty evil energy.

Seeing this scene, Jishui's mood was shaken violently, "Liao Teng, the deputy palace master of Luanzi Tiangong, is also an undead vampire. There are too many undead vampire lurkers in the Blood God Sect, right?"

It is simply unimaginable that in a great sect with ancient heritage, there are two saints who are both immortal vampires.

"Finally showing his true colors."

Zhang Ruochen's expression became serious, because he knew that now that Liao Teng revealed his true body, he would no longer be as restrained as before, and the aura he exuded became much stronger.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Ruochen used Sword Six to attack Liao Teng with the strongest force.

Although his Six Swordsmanship has not yet reached the state of Dzogchen, it is still very mysterious and has the power to sweep the world.

Liao Teng stretched out a palm and pressed forward.

In his palm, there was a silver bracelet that spun rapidly, forming a whirlpool that actually blocked Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

Immediately afterwards, Liao Teng quickly struck out with his palm, hitting Zhang Ruochen in the chest.

"Bang."

All ten holy soul shadows shattered, and Zhang Ruochen felt an overwhelming force hitting his body. His vision went dark, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably.

Even though the Ten Saint Blood Armor blocked most of Liao Teng's power, Zhang Ruochen still suffered serious injuries. His internal organs were misaligned and all the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart.

"Previously, in order to hide your identity, you have been restrained. Now, I must let you understand that the gap in realm cannot be made up by you with a few powerful magic weapons."

Liao Teng's blood wings were like two sharp blades, cutting through the void and slashing towards Zhang Ruochen's head.

Zhang Ruochen raised his arms, one arm showed the shadow of a green dragon, and the other arm showed a shadow of a green elephant, and struck out the tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm.

"The dragon travels through the nine heavens."

The roar of the dragon sounded, and a dragon claw condensed above the two palm prints and struck Liao Teng.

Liao Teng's blood wings collided with the dragon's claw, splitting the dragon's claw from the center and hitting Zhang Ruochen's head.

Zhang Ruochen blocked the blood wing with his horizontal sword, his throat suddenly felt sweet, blood flowed from his mouth, and his body fell rapidly to the ground.

"Boom."

Zhang Ruochen smashed a palace into pieces and disappeared into the ruins.

The magnificent palace collapsed, and even the surrounding ground became tattered.

Liao Teng flapped his wings and flew above the ruins. He knocked out the silver bracelet in his hand and struck it downwards, hoping to completely kill Zhang Ruochen.

The silver bracelet is a thousand-patterned sacred weapon with infinite power. If it is hit, even an iron mountain will collapse, let alone a person.

"Bang."

A sound of metal colliding sounded beneath the ruins.

Immediately afterwards, the silver bracelet bounced back.

Liao Teng was secretly shocked, Gu Linfeng still had some strength left?

He grabbed the silver bracelet that flew back, and saw that there was a shallow crack on the bracelet, causing some damage.

"What a sharp sword."

An idea flashed in Liao Teng's mind, and he suddenly remembered a person who was very similar to the method Gu Linfeng used.

That person was quite familiar, but for a moment, I couldn't remember who it was.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the ruins carrying Shen Yuan's ancient sword. His whole body was wrapped in the blood armor of the Ten Saints. The expression on his face was invisible and he said, "Even if I try my best to attack, I still can't stop your attack. Palace Master Liao, is he really just a middle-level saint?"

Liao Teng couldn't see how badly Gu Linfeng was injured, so he didn't rush to take action and said: "If it were a senior middle-level saint, you would have died long ago. How could you persist until now?"

"It seems I still have to work hard." Zhang Ruochen said.

Liao Teng said: "It is a good thing to have such awareness, but you have no chance to work hard."

Liao Teng once again propped up the holy image, waved his palms, and a holy power that destroyed the heaven and earth surged out, intending to give Zhang Ruochen a fatal blow.

Zhang Ruochen raised his head, looking calm, swiped his fingertips, and whispered: "Open!"

A dark crack appeared between the sky and the earth, like a door to the void being opened, directly cutting the holy image apart and flying towards Liao Teng.

"How is it possible? The space is torn apart... I know... you are Zhang Ruochen..."

Liao Teng finally remembered that at this moment, Gu Linfeng and Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space, knew each other so well that they were probably the same person.

The Immortal Vampire Clan's transformation technique is famous all over the world and no one can see through it. However, Liao Teng did not expect that Zhang Ruochen's transformation technique was so powerful.

Liao Teng did not dare to touch the space crack and immediately dodged to the right.

When Zhang Ruochen was tearing apart the space, he had already expected that Liao Teng would dodge to the right, so he used the space to move and appeared above Liao Teng's head.

"Zijian."

Zhang Ruochen used the Zijian in the Twelve Hours Sword Technique. The time stamp and sword moves merged into one, and the flow of time in the surrounding world became extremely slow.

"Pfft."

Shen Yuan's ancient sword swept across and cut off Liao Teng's head.

The vitality of the immortal vampire saint is indeed quite terrifying. Even if his body and head are separated, he still has consciousness. The two parts of his body fly in the same direction, trying to condense into one body again.

"Cut again."

Zhang Ruochen rolled up thirty-six sword energy in a row and hit Liao Teng's body.

A holy body suddenly fell into pieces and flew in dozens of directions.

Liao Teng's head flew in the sky, and a strange sound came out of his mouth. Circles of holy energy fluctuations and rules of the holy way spread out,

"Bang bang."

All the fragments of the holy body exploded and turned into dozens of balls of blood, flying towards the direction of the head.

"It has been chopped into pieces, how can it be reshaped?"

Zhang Ruochen was a little frightened, so he took out a semi-holy blood-suppressing talisman, injected holy energy into the talisman, and hit Liao Teng on the head.

When the blood-suppressing talisman flew near Liao Teng's head, it exploded with a bang and turned into a ball of white energy, wrapping the head.

The white energy was like a white net, imprisoning Liao Teng's head and sealing the blood in his head.

"what?"

Liao Teng roared, and powerful holy power surged out of the seven orifices on his head, breaking all the white nets formed by the blood-suppressing talisman and escaping.

On the other end, dozens of blood energy have flown back and will soon be integrated with the head.

"It's amazing. He was injured so badly and yet he's still so strong."

Zhang Ruochen was reluctant to use the only holy-level blood-suppressing talisman, so he took out nine more semi-holy-level blood-suppressing talismans and was about to play them out.

Liao Teng was obviously aware of the danger, and actually used a method to communicate with the gods. His entire head burned, and he exploded with more terrifying power than in his heyday.

"Zhang Ruochen, even if I fall back to the semi-saint realm, I will kill you." Liao Teng yelled.

Liao Teng, who had used the magic of divine communication, was obviously no longer able to compete with Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to waste the nine blood-suppressing charms, so he put them away again, waved his hand and said: "Forget it, Qingmo will be left to you, I want to live."