God Emperor

Gods cannot be offended.

This is the most deeply rooted concept in the hearts of all living beings.

Now, in order to seize the position of God's messenger, they have to offend the gods. All the saints' hearts trembled slightly.

Zhang Ruochen did not hesitate at all. A phoenix and a phoenix appeared under his feet and rushed out quickly.

The remaining eleven true saints were slightly startled, and then they all burst out at the fastest speed and rushed to Guanghan Palace.

"That holy sword belongs to me, and no one can compete with me."

Ji Kongpo stepped on the two Kunpeng phantoms with his feet, and the speed he burst out was even faster than Zhang Ruochen, and he quickly rushed in front of Zhang Ruochen.

In addition, Su Qingling and Ling Mi were also very fast. They started later but arrived first, almost on par with Ji Kongpo.

After all, Zhang Ruochen was only in the early stage of Tongtian Realm. Compared with the top geniuses in Guanghan Realm, he did not have an advantage in speed.

"A little guy from Tongtian Realm also wants to compete for the position of God's Envoy. Don't block the way in front of me. Get out of my way."

Behind Zhang Ruochen, a 3-meter-tall strong man rushed up, kicked his feet, and suddenly increased his speed. He threw a green iron fist and hit Zhang Ruochen's vest.

Before the iron fist arrived, a terrible sound of wind and thunder reached Zhang Ruochen's ears.

The strong man was not a human, but an ancient relic. Not only was his body holy, but his body was also full of chaotic energy.

The most important thing was that his cultivation had reached the peak of the true saint.

If a Tongtian Realm saint was hit by his punch, even if he didn't die, he would probably be seriously injured.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen twisted his body and turned his body backwards. Then, he formed a palm seal with his hands and blocked the back.

"Bang."

The force of the punch made Zhang Ruochen rush towards Guanghan Palace quickly, and he arrived at the bottom of the palace earlier than Jikongpo, Lingmi, and Su Qingling.

"He was able to block my punch with 50% of his strength. No wonder this kid dared to get involved. He really has some strength." The strong man was a little absent-minded.

At the venue, those saints who did not participate in the battle for the divine envoy were also dumbfounded.

"Red-eyed Green Wolf was able to fight against a person in the early stage of the Supreme Saint for a long time without being defeated. It is really incredible that a Saint in the Tongtian Realm could actually catch his punch."

"Why do I feel that Red-eyed Green Wolf is in the same group with him? The punch just now was clearly intended to send him to the bottom of Guanghan Palace. Hehe."

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The Guanghan Palace is more than 400 feet high, magnificent, exquisite, and full of divine light. The steps, walls, and pillars are all made of pieces of extremely pure holy stones and holy jade. If you look closely, you will find that those holy stones and holy jades are engraved with extremely fine patterns, such as flying swallows, goddesses, soaring dragons, stars..., and so on.

However, standing under the Guanghan Palace, you can feel a huge divine power.

Even with Zhang Ruochen's cultivation, it feels like there is a divine mountain pressing on him, and he can only climb up slowly.

Jikongpo, Lingmi, and Su Qingling also rushed to the bottom of Guanghan Palace and felt the suppression of divine power.

"A saint of Tongtian Realm wants to climb up to Guanghan Palace. Come down."

Jikongpo was quite decisive. He attacked Zhang Ruochen directly. The golden snake spear in his hand turned into dozens of golden rays and stabbed out at the same time, covering Zhang Ruochen's whole body.

In Zhang Ruochen's view, it was as if there were dozens of golden giant pythons, showing their sharp fangs, biting at him.

Zhang Ruochen was forced to stop, took out the ancient sword of Shenyuan, and blocked it horizontally.

Suddenly, hundreds of sword qi condensed and gathered into a shield, colliding with dozens of snake spear phantoms.

"Bang bang."

A series of explosions sounded in the area between Jikongpo and Zhang Ruochen.

It must be said that Jikongpo is more powerful than Bu Ji, who was in the early stage of True Saint. No wonder Bu Ji felt pressured when he heard that Jikongpo had broken through to the True Realm.

"He actually blocked Jikongpo's first move of killing. This Tongtian realm saint is not simple."

"Jikongpo always wins with one move when fighting with people in the same realm. Now, he is a whole realm higher than his opponent, but he can't do anything to the opponent. It's really a miracle."

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Jikongpo's physique is quite strong. He has reached the fourth supreme realm and cultivated to the sanctification of the flesh. Compared with Wu Hao's perfect physique, he is only half a step weaker, which can be regarded as a quasi-perfect physique.

At this moment, Jikongpo was also slightly surprised. Although he didn't use his full strength just now because he underestimated the enemy, but that move of killing first move, even among the true saints, few people can take it, let alone a saint in the early stage of Tongtian realm?

Because of this delay, Ling Mi and Su Qingling have climbed to a height of more than 30 feet. In addition, Wen Shusheng and Bu Ji also caught up. Jikongpo didn't dare to delay any longer and didn't attack Zhang Ruochen again.

Jikongpo used the Golden Scale Snake Spear in his hand as a lever, and his body bounced up, rushing directly from the ground to a height of thirty feet. Then, he swung the Golden Scale Snake Spear out and attacked Su Qingling above.

"What an annoying guy."

Two holy swords flew out from the center of Su Qingling's eyebrows, one of which collided with the Golden Scale Snake Spear, and the other hit Ling Mi.

Since she was entangled by Jikongpo, she naturally couldn't let Ling Mi rush up.

In an instant, the three of them fought in a group.

"Qingling, I'll help you."

Buji inspired the Great Sage's war spirit, like a huge golden lion climbing the Guanghan Shrine, and quickly rushed to the vicinity of the battle circle.

Jikong Po's strength was obviously weaker than Ling Mi and Su Qingling. He was blasted out of the battle circle and collided with Bu Ji who rushed up.

So, the two of them started fighting again.

Zhang Ruochen bypassed the battle circle and continued to climb upwards, quickly reaching a position close to 100 feet.

The four people who were fighting obviously noticed that someone had passed in front of them, so they immediately stopped fighting and quickly chased upwards.

The further up it goes, the greater the divine power suppresses the monks.

Of course, what Zhang Ruochen is not afraid of the most is divine power. It can be said that the higher he climbs, the greater his advantage will be.

Now, he has rushed to a position of two hundred feet high and has the greatest advantage, so he uses the fastest movement speed. As long as he maintains this advantage, the position of the divine envoy must belong to him.

Below, the saints at the Halloween meeting started to commotion.

"Am I right? A saint in the early stage of Tongtian Realm actually surpassed Jikong Po, Ling Mi, Su Qingling, Wen Shusheng, Bu Ji and other unparalleled geniuses who are famous in the Guanghan world, and rushed to the front."

"That saint in the early stage of Tongtian Realm can block the attacks of the Red-Eyed Blue Wolf and Jikong Po. How can he be an ordinary person?"

"Who is he, and which great sage does he belong to?"

"Even if this person can't win the Holy Sword, he can still be regarded as famous in one battle today."

Wu Hao stared above, staring at Zhang Ruochen, showing a somewhat interested expression, and said: "Everyone, observe carefully, there is divine power suppressing the area around Guanghan Shrine."

"If I'm not wrong, the higher your cultivation level, the greater the suppression of divine power you will receive."

"The higher you climb, the greater the pressure of divine power will be."

The saints around him all showed expressions of sudden enlightenment, secretly praising that Wu Hao's observation ability was far beyond ordinary people.

"This way, it's more fair."

"No wonder Jikong Po in the early stage of True Saint was able to briefly confront Ling Mi and Su Qingling in the peak stage of True Saint. It turned out to be this reason."

"Even if the saint who is in the early stage of Tongtian Realm has to endure slightly less divine power, it is still quite remarkable that he can stand out from many top geniuses."

After a while, Zhang Ruochen had climbed to a height of three hundred feet.

Below, Ling Mi and Su Qingling were chasing closely, reaching a position of 250 feet.

Ji Kongpo was slightly behind Ling Mi and Su Qingling. Looking at Zhang Ruochen who was climbing at the top, his eyes showed strong anger and he let out long roars from his mouth.

Being left behind by a small character that he once looked down upon, Ji Kongpo felt humiliated.

Today, even if he cannot become a divine envoy, he still has to knock down the Tongtian Realm saint from the Guanghan Shrine.

"Lingmi, let me help you and get ten thousand drops of Ningzhen Holy Dew. How about giving me half of it?" Ji Kong said.

"good."

Lingmi agreed to Jikongpo's conditions because she also saw that if they didn't join forces, the Holy Sword might be taken away by the Saint of Tongtian Realm.

Ten thousand drops of Ningzhen Holy Dew is only a trivial matter, but she must seize the position of the divine envoy. The life and death of the Guanghan Realm must not be allowed to be in the hands of a saint in the Tongtian Realm.

Jikongpo stood three feet away behind Ling Mi, formed a huge Kunpeng mark with his hands, and punched forward, forming a continuous force of eighteen times, hitting Ling Mi's back.

The next moment, Ling Mi's speed surged and turned into a white light, rushing upward.

"Qing Ling, let me help you." Bu Ji rushed up from behind, mobilizing the power of the Great Sage's war spirit, and also unleashed eighteen levels of energy in a row, causing Su Qing Ling to rush out quickly and catch up with Zhang Ruochen at the front.

"Thank you! If you win the Ningzhen Holy Dew, I will give you half of it." Su Qingling's melodious laughter came out.

Jikongpo and Buji did not give up the fight for the divine envoy, and also tried their best to climb up.

A position of three hundred and eighty feet high.

Ling Mi made a move towards Zhang Ruochen, and pointed out a crystal clear jade finger from the white holy mist.

In an instant, with her finger as the center, the rules of the world seemed to have changed and become distorted.

Zhang Ruochen sensed an extremely dangerous aura, so all the holy energy in his body circulated violently. Shen Yuan's ancient sword emitted a frightening black light, and he slashed at Ling Mi with all his strength.

"Bang."

The edge of Shen Yuan's ancient sword collided with one of Ling Mi's jade fingers, and the metal and stone struck each other with an earth-shaking loud noise.

The next moment, there was half black light and half white light, pouring out in all directions.