God Emperor

In Fengyue City, demonic energy and blood energy were colliding with each other. There were constant roars, and large areas of the city sank into the ground.

Qi Zhenhuan shouted: "Junior, don't be arrogant, the real showdown has just begun."

"Ten Saint Blood Armor, lend me your power."

"Destined Blood Slave, help me kill the enemy."

A piece of the blood armor of the Ten Saints was activated and enveloped Qi Zhenhuan's whole body. Immediately, ten holy shadows rushed out of the blood armor and stood in the ten directions of Qi Zhenhuan, emitting ten dazzling holy lights.

The power of the Blood Armor of the Ten Saints is divided into four levels: the power of the False Ten Saints, the power of the Lower Realm Ten Saints, the power of the Middle Realm Ten Saints, and the power of the Upper Realm Ten Saints.

The higher the user's cultivation level, the more powerful the power erupted from the Ten Saint Blood Armor will be.

With Qi Zhenhuan's cultivation, he has been able to stimulate the fourth level of power of the Ten Saints Blood Armor. Each holy shadow has power comparable to that of an upper-level saint.

The power of ten upper-level saints is superimposed together, and that kind of power is definitely not comparable to that of just ten upper-level saints. Just like the power of ten people gathered in one person, then this person can easily sweep ten people.

"Bang bang."

Behind Qi Zhenxian, two blood-red energy tore through the earth and rose into the sky. In the blood-red energy, two figures wearing blood armor soared from the ground.

They were all wearing battle armor that could only be worn by the imperial soldiers. Their bones were protruding outwards, and their eyes turned blood red, full of violence and bloodthirsty emotions.

In the distance, the eyes of many human monks were staring at the two Soldier Saint Blood Slaves.

You know, when they see a Soldier Saint, they usually kneel down and worship. Now, two high-ranking warrior saints were turned into blood slaves. This scene before them had a great impact on their emotions.

"The power of Tongtian Blood General is indeed terrifying. I wonder if Zhang Ruochen can take him down." A human half-saint held his breath, trying to suppress the shock in his heart and keep himself calm.

"Chichi."

The blood in the two soldier saint blood slaves burned, and their power surged, increasing ten times. The sound of the blood flow was like the roar of the river and the sea, and the rumbling sound could be heard dozens of miles away.

They turned into desperate blood slaves, burning the blood and vitality in their bodies, glowing and fighting for their masters, and would not stop attacking until they were completely dead.

Zhang Ruochen struck out the Seven Orifices Xue Ming Palm, condensed a blood-red handprint, pressed it with one palm, and directly knocked a desperate blood slave to the ground. The powerful palm force caused the armor to deform, and the holy body became dented. .

"Roar."

The desperate blood slave did not die. After absorbing the blood mist in the air, he actually recovered as before. He crawled out of the pile of rocks, turned into a stream of light, and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.

"Haha! The lifeless blood slaves of the holy realm are more powerful than the blood saints. As long as their spiritual will is not destroyed, they can keep fighting."

Qi Zhenhuan was quite proud. It was an interesting thing to see the human saints fighting each other.

"No matter how strong you are, without your own martial arts spirit, it's just a decoration."

With Zhang Ruochen's finger, where the fatal blood slave was, the space suddenly collapsed and turned into a broken area with a diameter of more than ten feet.

With a "bang", the holy body of the desperate blood slave was torn into pieces and disappeared together with the broken space.

"How...is it possible...even for a Tongtian Blood General, it is not an easy task to kill a desperate blood slave in the holy realm." Qi Zhenhuan was slightly startled.

"It's that simple."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were full of coldness and he said: "Seeing that you are also a Heavenly Blood General, I will not use the power of space and time to give you a chance to fight head-on."

"Arrogance."

Qi Zhenhuan did not send another desperate blood slave to attack, but took action himself, stimulating the inscriptions in the heavy sword. A thousand lines of destructive power surged out, overlapped with the sword energy, and swung the sword horizontally. One chop.

“Moving mountains.”

The sword light was like a blood-red water wave. After passing by, everything was destroyed.

Zhang Ruochen inspired the inscriptions in Shen Yuan's ancient sword and once again used Zhenyi's thunder and fire sword technique, attracting dense thunder and lightning, turning the entire Fengyue City into a sea of ​​thunder and lightning.

The light of the sword and the energy of the sword collided again, forcing all the strong immortal vampires who were still alive to withdraw from Fengyue City.

Except for the Giant Spirit Demon Ape who was dueling with the Four Swords Blood Saint, the rest of the undead vampires were all intercepted by Guoguo, and an earth-shattering human-dragon battle broke out in the open wilderness.

In Fengyue City, only Zhang Ruochen and Qi Zhenhuan were left fighting fiercely.

Another desperate blood slave had been burnt into white bones by Zhang Ruochen's Thunder Fire Sword Technique. His holy soul was annihilated and he lost his consciousness of life.

Qi Zhenhuan was forced to retreat continuously, not daring to let Zhang Ruochen get close. Once he gets close, Zhang Ruochen can explode with physical power. The two forces of physical body and martial arts are combined. Can he still resist it?

"So powerful, has Zhang Ruochen really become a scourge to the immortal vampire clan now?"

After fighting for so long, Qi Zhenhuan already knew very well that with his cultivation level, it would be difficult to defeat Zhang Ruochen even if he used the magic method. Moreover, using the magic method will cause too much damage to oneself, so there is no need to go so hard.

He looked towards the other two battlefields, only to find that the two monster beasts brought by Zhang Ruochen were extremely powerful. All the other blood saints were restrained and there was no way they could come to his aid.

The Blood Saint of the Four Swords was originally the strongest, but the giant spirit demon ape he fought with had quite terrifying power and defense. It tightly entangled him, and neither of them could do anything. No one.

Qi Zhenhuan sent a message to the Blood Saint of the Four Swords and said: "Back off! Zhang Ruochen has become a traitor. It is impossible to suppress him today."

"Okay." The Four Swords Blood Saint said.

All the undead vampires in the holy realm were devoured by the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon. Even two Blood Saints were eaten. The Four Swords Blood Saints did not want to cause greater losses, so they chose to retreat.

"Junior, let you live today, we will fight another day."

Qi Zhenhuan uttered a harsh word, and then the two pairs of blood wings on his back spread out, exploding at a speed far exceeding that of a saint in the Heaven-reaching Realm.

The undead vampires have a natural advantage in speed. Even if they encounter humans in the same realm, they can easily escape even if they cannot defeat them.

However, the person he met this time was Zhang Ruochen.

"I gave you a chance to fight head-on, why did you run away?"

Zhang Ruochen used the Great Space Movement and caught up with Qi Zhenhuan in an instant. Then he released his sword intention and stabbed out with his sword.

"Sword Seven."

The entire sky shook slightly, and sword patterns spread across the earth and sky. The tip of Shen Yuan's ancient sword was located in the center of all the sword patterns.

Qi Zhenhuan quickly blocked the sword and collided with Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

"Bang."

Although the heavy sword was a thousand-marked sacred weapon, it could not withstand the power of Shen Yuan's ancient sword. It actually exploded and turned into pieces.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword struck Qi Zhenhuan's chest and collided with the Blood Armor of the Ten Saints. There was a sonorous sound of gold and stone colliding, and a large firelight splashed out.

Qi Zhenhuan spat out a large mouthful of holy blood, and like a cannonball, it flew out and fell to the ground.

Qi Zhenhuan was really powerful. Even after suffering such a heavy blow, he immediately flew up from the pit. However, he was hit by the holy-level blood-suppressing talisman shot by Zhang Ruochen just after flying dozens of feet. .

"Bang."

The holy-level blood-suppressing talisman exploded and turned into streaks of light covering Qi Zhenhuan's body, much like white chains, locking the blood in his body.

"This is... hateful, this kind of talisman again..."

Qi Zhenhuan's whole body's strength was locked, unable to fly at all, and he fell straight to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen flew down from the sky and without any hesitation, swung his sword towards Qi Zhenhuan's neck.

Qi Zhenhuan's eyes darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You forced me to use the magic of communicating with the gods. Today, it is not certain who will live and who will die. Use my blood to sacrifice to the gods, give me strength, and kill powerful enemies." "

Qi Zhenhuan used his body as an altar and sacrificed his own blood to the gods in exchange for unprecedented power.

"Bang bang."

Just when Zhang Ruochen slashed down with his sword, Qi Zhenhuan forcibly broke some of the white chains on his body, stretched out his palms, and moved forward to seal Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

The power contained in the sword spread through Qi Zhenhuan's body to the ground, causing the ground beneath his and Zhang Ruochen's feet to continue to sink downwards.

If you use the magic method to communicate with the gods, you can indeed gain ten times the cultivation level.

A heaven-reaching blood general can use the magic to communicate with the gods, and he can fight even if he encounters a true saint. However, the cost of using the magic method is too high. No one will use this method until the moment of life and death.

Qi Zhenhuan's arms exerted force, and all the white chains that imprisoned his arms broke. A force that surged across mountains and seas shot out and hit the blade of Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

Zhang Ruochen took the initiative to release his grip on Shen Yuan's ancient sword, jumped up, and flew upwards.

"Haha, Zhang Ruochen, you don't even want the sword, how can you fight with this saint? If you have the ability, you can also use the magic of spiritual communication, and we will continue to fight."

Qi Zhenhuan soared from beneath the sunken earth, laughing loudly. As the strength in his body continued to increase, the power of the blood-suppressing talisman was unable to suppress him. The white chains on his chest, waist, and legs were connected continuously. was shattered.

Zhang Ruochen stood in mid-air and said, "I don't have to fight so hard to kill you. I don't even need to use the divine method."

Using the divine method will cause huge damage to a monk's foundation. The more talented a monk is, the less likely he will use such self-destructive methods.

Moreover, for a saint, being able to use the divine method three times in his life is already the limit. When used for the third time, it can be said that the magic method is equivalent to a move that will lead to death. Very few saints can survive after using the magic method for the third time.

Just before Qi Zhenhuan broke all the white chains, Zhang Ruochen fired two more holy-level blood-suppressing talismans and landed on him.

"No……"

The white chains on Qi Zhenhuan's body became denser, and all the blood in his body was locked again. He fell to the ground like a dead dog, unable to move.

"Pfft."

Shen Yuan's ancient sword fell straight down and penetrated Qi Zhenhuan's head. Crimson holy blood gushed out like a fountain, making the black sword body covered with a layer of blood.

Qi Zhenhuan's holy body was trembling violently, but he was unable to break free from the white chains and Shen Yuan's ancient sword. It only made the holy blood flow faster.

Not long after, the holy blood in his body drained away, his body became pale and shriveled, and the breath of life completely disappeared.

"So powerful, Zhang Ruochen actually killed the royal members of the Qitian tribe, Qi Zhenhuan, and even the Tongtian Blood General level couldn't stop the ancient sword of Shen Yuan."

"The descendant of time and space has truly grown up. Unless those old monsters who have lived for thousands of years personally suppress him, who can do anything to him?"

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All the human monks who witnessed this battle were trembling with excitement, and they fired another light talisman to spread the news.

On this day, the human monks in the five major regions were extremely shocked.