God Emperor

The cultivation base of the two female saints has reached the Xuanhuang realm. After using the combined attack method, the combat power exploded is even more powerful.

However, the Immortal Vampire Clan has a total of five Blood Saints, three Xuanhuang Realm Saints, and two Saints at the pinnacle of the Upper Realm. They have an absolute advantage in numbers. They cannot use combined attacks to reverse the situation of the battle.

The two female saints stayed in the palace all year round and had very high cultivation levels. However, their state of mind was far inferior to those of the blood saints who were always on the verge of death. When faced with such a dangerous situation, they could not remain calm at all, and even their hearts were already broken. Some breakdown.

The female saint named Yuan Chen was originally seriously injured. When she saw the blood saints staring at her with their naked eyes, she felt fear and despair in her heart. She could not even bring up the slightest desire to survive. She gritted her teeth and said : "Sister Li, you try to break out of the encirclement, but it doesn't work. I can only blow up the Holy Source and die with them."

The blood saint holding the scythe laughed deeply: "The five powerful saints of the immortal blood clan are here, and she still wants to break out. Are you too naive?"

"Wow."

The five blood saints each shot a sacred weapon and suspended it in mid-air to seal off the area and prevent the uninjured female saint from escaping.

At the same time, if the Saint Yuanzhen really self-destructs the Holy Source, the five holy weapons can also form a defensive circle, which can suppress the destructive power caused by the self-destruction to a certain extent.

The bald Blood Saint always had an evil smile on his face, giving him a sinister feeling. He no longer waited and rushed towards the two female saints.

The Blood Saint holding the scythe stood still, but injected holy energy into the black scythe.

Every time the black sickle passes through the air, it will leave a long line of evil energy, making the space tremble slightly.

The female saint Liu Li had to protect the seriously injured female saint Yuansu, and she also had to deal with two powerful saints from the immortal vampire race. She couldn't support it at all, and the situation became extremely difficult and dangerous. She was almost killed several times. hit.

Qing Mo bit his lip tightly, stared at Zhang Ruochen with a pair of pitiful eyes, and said: "Young Master..."

Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly. If he hadn't seen it, he wouldn't have bothered to get involved. However, how can we turn a blind eye to what is happening in front of us?

"Go!"

Zhang Ruochen nodded.

Qing Mo showed a happy expression, turned into a slender green shadow, and rushed towards the two female saints.

The five Blood Saints had long noticed that there were two humans standing nearby. The three Blood Saints who had not taken action were all wary of Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo.

When Qing Mo rushed forward, one of the short blood saints laughed strangely and rushed forward.

"Little girl, you should just stay aside and watch the show. Getting involved in this matter will not do you any good."

The short blood saint didn't take Qing Mo seriously at all, thinking that she was just a little girl.

"puff."

The two of them had not yet come into contact, but were more than ten feet apart. The short Blood Saint was slapped away by Qing Mo in the air. His skin burst and a large amount of blood flew out. It was indescribably miserable.

However, the vitality of the undead vampires is indeed quite strong. The short blood saint did not die. He was covered in blood and flesh, rolling and wailing on the ground in pain.

The other four Blood Saints were all shocked. They did not expect that the little girl had such great strength.

At the same time, they stared at Zhang Ruochen, wondering if this frail man could become stronger?

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, you will be shocked when you look at it.

With their level of cultivation, they could not clearly see the appearance of that sickly man. He was probably another powerful person.

The bald Blood Saint and the Blood Saint holding a sickle both stopped and did not continue to attack, but stared at Qing Mo and Zhang Ruochen with caution.

Female Saint Yuanxu and Female Saint Liuli were seriously injured. They were already desperate and prepared to self-destruct the Holy Source together and die together with the five Blood Saints. However, the appearance of Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo gave them a glimmer of hope.

At this moment, their eyes were also fixed on the strange pairing of Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo, a sickly young man and a teenage girl, who did not look like strong men at all.

The blood saint holding the sickle saw that Zhang Ruochen's status was higher than Qing Mo's, so he talked to him directly and said in a cold voice: "Your Excellency, it is best not to meddle in other people's business, lest you get yourself killed."

Zhang Ruochen walked over, smiled and said, "Originally, I didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but for some reason I just can't stand the undead vampires. What do you think I should do?"

An older Blood Saint with a white beard and white hair said with a hoarse smile: "If you don't like it, you have to endure it. Young man, I advise you to escape from Xianji Mountain immediately. Maybe you can save your life. There is no good outcome for going against the undead vampires. Isn't it because your human race's descendant of time and space has become a useless person? No matter how strong you are, how can you compare to him?"

Hearing this, even Qing Mo was very angry.

However, Zhang Ruochen remained calm and showed no major emotional changes. He stretched out a palm and released a purple electric light from each of his five fingers. The five electric lights condensed into a sharp thorn.

The seriously injured Blood Saint recovered somewhat from his injuries, and the skin on his body gradually healed, and he just got up from the ground...

"Wow——"

Zhang Ruochen flicked his arm, and the lightning thorn in his hand flew out and penetrated his holy body.

The power contained in the lightning thorn was so powerful that it melted the blood saint's holy body and turned it into a pile of ashes, leaving only a blood-red holy source still shining on the ground.

"A spiritual saint of the thunder and lightning system."

The expressions of all the saints present changed.

"So what if you are a saint with spiritual power? This saint can kill you without fail."

The bald Blood Saint raised his hands upward, and two powerful streams of holy energy surged out from his palms and penetrated into a bell-shaped holy vessel. The bell-shaped sacred instrument became larger and larger, with a diameter of more than a hundred meters. Purple flames surged out, spinning rapidly and suppressing Zhang Ruochen.

The bell-shaped sacred weapon is a powerful thousand-patterned sacred weapon, named Tunyun Bell. It ranks high in the "Thousand-marked Sacred Artifact Manual". The destructive power it releases is extremely terrifying, making the faces of the two female saints change. Paler.

The opponent possesses a top-notch thousand-patterned sacred weapon like the Sky-Devouring Bell. Even if the two of them self-destruct the Holy Source, they may not be able to perish together with them.

The bald Blood Saint showed his sharp teeth and laughed wildly: "Do you regret it now? Unfortunately, it's too late!"

"The Cloud Swallowing Bell is a good Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact, but it's a pity that in your hands, it can't display its true power at all."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly, stared at the bald Blood Saint as if he were an idiot, and said calmly: "Qing Mo, kill him."

Qing Mo's hands spread out, and immediately, a ball of blue infinite holy fire appeared between her white jade hands. The immeasurable holy fire is like a magic lamp, reflecting the world into blue.

The immeasurable holy fire condensed into a bell shape, flew out, and collided with the Cloud Swallowing Bell.

"Wow."

The flames passed through the Cloud Tuning Bell and fell on the Bald Blood Saint's body. Immediately, the skin and flesh of the Bald Blood Saint burned and black smoke came out.

"Ah... the immeasurable holy fire... is the immeasurable holy fire..."

The bald Blood Saint was very frightened and screamed in pain. He quickly circulated his holy energy and performed a method of communicating with the gods, sacrificing his own blood to the gods, stimulating his body's potential, and trying to suppress the infinite holy fire.

It has to be said that the Bald Blood Saint has indeed experienced many battles and knows how to save his life.

Unfortunately, Zhang Ruochen would not give him a chance to live. He once again formed a long lightning thorn in his hand and struck it out, piercing the bald blood saint's chest, leaving a black hole full of cracks.

"Bang."

The bald Blood Saint died after all, and his body fell straight to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen said to Qing Mo: "When killing people, you should be decisive and never give him a chance to fight back. Just like just now, if the Blood Saint uses the magic of divine communication and sacrifices his own blood, he can get several times the reward , or even ten times more powerful. If he succeeds, it will be a big problem for us."

Qing Mo stuck out his tongue. Although he showed disapproval, he still listened to Zhang Ruochen's words and took action again to attack the other three Blood Saints.

In an instant, two blood saints died tragically. The remaining three blood saints knew that Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo were ruthless characters. How dare they stay here any longer? They immediately used their fastest movement skills to escape into the clouds and mist. go.

Zhang Ruochen fired an electric knife and slashed in one direction.

Immediately, a muffled sound came from the clouds and mist.

Qing Mo chased after him, and after a while, he returned to Zhang Ruochen's side. He shook his head gently and said, "They all ran away. One of them must have been seriously injured by you. There was a lot of blood on the ground. ”

Zhang Ruochen was slightly disappointed and said: "With your cultivation and my assistance, you should have kept them all. Unfortunately, I only killed two and injured one."

Qing Mo pouted, a little dissatisfied, and said: "I'm just a girl who cooks, not a professional killer. Your demands on me are too high!"

Zhang Ruochen smiled hoarsely and said: "Forget it, everyone is good at different things, and I won't force you."

Zhang Ruochen used the method of retrieving objects from the air to put away the two Holy Sources and the Tunyun Bell, and then left with Qing Mo.

"Master, please stay."

Female Saint Liu Li suppressed her injuries, supported the female Saint Yuansu, and limped after her. She clasped her hands and said, "We are Liu Lihe, one of the twelve saints of Bai Yu under the throne of Canglan Martial Saint. Yuan Su, thank you very much for your help just now.”

Zhang Ruochen glanced at them, nodded, just hummed, and then continued to move forward.

There was an eager look in the eyes of Female Saint Liu Li, and she quickly added: "We were besieged by a large number of undead vampires and divided into six groups to break out. The other sisters are still alive and dead. Master Wu Sheng also fought alone with his own strength. The four Tongtian Blood Generals are probably in trouble. Master, please help us."

"Sorry, I'm seriously injured and can't help you." Zhang Ruochen said.

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(Updates will resume tomorrow, and this time I will seriously retreat into coding. Although I have shouted the slogan several times, this time I am the most serious.)