God Emperor

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen once again mobilized his space power and used a space crack to slash upward.

The hundreds of meters long space crack collided with the attack formation suspended in mid-air, and immediately tore the attack formation into two halves, and all the formation inscriptions were broken into pieces.

The Rakshasa Demon God standing in the center of the attack formation also shattered into pieces.

"The space... was actually torn apart..."

"He is a space monk. Oh my God, he is actually a ruthless character who practices the way of space."

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The Rakshasa Marquises were all shocked and looked at Zhang Ruochen again, with frightened looks in their eyes.

All the Marquises of Rakshasa retreated back into the last layer of defensive formations. Then, they quickly formed three nine-nine formations.

At the same time, the large attack formations on this piece of land were activated, and then erupted with devastating attack power, overwhelmingly bombarding Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen took out the Buddha Emperor's relic and held it in the palm of his left hand.

The rich holy energy surged out from the seven orifices of the left hand and poured into the Buddha Emperor's relic. Suddenly, a burst of the original power of the great sage burst out.

"Wow——"

Thousands of Buddhist inscriptions flew in all directions around Zhang Ruochen, forming a Buddhist light ball ten feet in diameter.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen also released the space domain and controlled it within a radius of ten feet.

When the power from the attack formation entered within ten feet of Zhang Ruochen, more than half of it was blocked by the power of the relics, while other attacks were moved to other places by the power of space.

Zhang Ruochen held the relic in one hand and Shen Yuan's ancient sword in the other, striding forward and approaching the last defensive formation.

"Boom."

Suddenly, a palm print broke through the defensive power of the relic and struck Zhang Ruochen's heart.

That palm print was made up of the rules of the palm and the power of the holy path. In the center of the palm, there was a black hole, which was swallowing the original power of the Buddha Emperor's relic.

"Finally met a top expert from the Rakshasa tribe." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

The power carried by this palm seal is extremely mysterious, and the palm power is also extremely domineering. It is obvious that the opponent's attainments in palm techniques have reached an extremely high level.

At least Zhang Ruochen hasn't mastered his palm skills to that extent yet.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed Shen Yuan's ancient sword and swung it out with all his strength, colliding with the flying palm prints.

"Boom."

An overwhelming force was transmitted from Shen Yuan's ancient sword, causing Zhang Ruochen to step back fourteen steps in a row. Every time he stepped on the ground, a large area of ​​the ground would collapse.

The sword energy and palm power filled this space and lingered for a long time.

An old man in white robes stood opposite Zhang Ruochen. The sword energy and palm power surged within ten feet of him and automatically dissipated.

The white-robed old man's name is Bai Yu. His cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the Holy Saint, and he is the second-class marquis of the Rakshasa tribe.

Bai Yu looked at Zhang Ruochen carefully with his old eyes, nodded and said, "It's not easy to have such strength at such a young age."

Zhang Ruochen stuck Shen Yuan's ancient sword on the ground, moved his aching arm, and said, "Did the palm technique you used just now reach the level of an intermediate holy technique?"

"The Heaven-Eating Palm is indeed an intermediate-level holy skill. However, I have practiced it for more than three hundred years, and I have only reached a small level of success. There is still some distance between it and a Dacheng level."

Bai Yu's voice was a little hoarse.

Holy art is divided into low-level holy art, mid-level holy art, and high-level holy art.

With the saint's cultivation and understanding of the holy way, it is quite remarkable to be able to practice low-level holy arts to the highest level.

Generally speaking, only the Holy King can successfully practice the intermediate holy arts, and only the Holy King has enough holy power to perform the intermediate holy arts.

Bai Yu was able to practice an intermediate holy technique to a small level. This shows that he must have an extraordinary talent in palm skills.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed Shen Yuan's ancient sword again, his aura became fierce again, and said: "Fight."

Facing a second-class marquis, there was no need for any tentative moves. Zhang Ruochen directly burst out with his strongest power. Powerful sword intent condensed into a sword shape and turned into a torrent of sword energy, rushing towards Bai Yu.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen inspired all the inscriptions in Shen Yuan's ancient sword, aroused a perfect force, thrust out with the sword, and dragged out a long sword light.

"His attainments in swordsmanship are quite high."

Bai Yu recited a sentence, and then he stretched out his hands at the same time. A black hole appeared in the palm of his hand, forming two huge black wind whirlpools.

"Heaven-Eating Palm."

He slapped his palms out, causing all the sword energy to shatter and turn into wisps of white smoke.

At the same time, two black wind vortexes overlapped each other, and the power of the vortex increased tenfold, becoming stronger and stronger, flying all the mud and rocks on the ground into the sky.

"Boom."

The two terrifying forces collided together, and immediately the ground shattered, forming a crack hundreds of miles long.

Bai Yu has lived on the battlefield all year round, so he naturally has quite a lot of combat experience. After firing the Heaven-Devouring Palm, he immediately used his physical skills to go around Zhang Ruochen's side and hit a blood-red spell.

"Saint Killing Talisman."

The spell turned into a bloody light and flew within a few feet of Zhang Ruochen. Suddenly, it shattered and opened, releasing an extremely dazzling blood-red light.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the monument shield and blocked it in the direction of the Saint-killing Talisman.

However, inside the defensive formation, thousands of thunder and lightning flew out from the Nine-Nine Return Formation, intertwined together, and condensed into twelve thunder and lightning giants, which rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen had no choice but to grab Shen Yuan's ancient sword and block it horizontally.

"Boom."

Under the attack of the two forces, Zhang Ruochen flew backwards and landed more than ten miles away. All the internal organs in his body seemed to be out of place, and there was a sharp pain.

Bai Yu seized the opportunity and struck again the moment Zhang Ruochen landed. White glow emerged from his sleeves, turned into two holy clouds, and bombarded him.

Zhang Ruochen took a closer look and saw a human-shaped holy bone inside each of the two holy clouds.

The holy bones looked crystal clear, as if they were made up of pieces of holy jade, and an extremely powerful holy power emanated from the inside of the bones.

If the two holy bones are still alive, they must be two very powerful figures. Even if they have not reached the realm of the Great Sage, they have probably reached the peak of the Holy King.

Zhang Ruochen raised the monument shield again, and dense thunderfire flew out from the surface of the shield, condensing into a huge monument.

"Boom."

The two holy bones burst out with powerful force, shattering the thunder and fire god monument, hitting the monument shield hard, and once again knocked Zhang Ruochen backwards.

At the same time, three Nine-Nine Return Formations and dozens of attack formations also launched continuous attacks to assist Bai Yu, hoping to completely kill Zhang Ruochen.

Suffering from continuous attacks, the Food Saint Flower was seriously injured and was taken back into the body by Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen, on the other hand, used his physical skills to avoid the attack of the formation while fighting with Bai Yu, causing the whole land to roar continuously.

"Junior human race, if you don't use space power, I'm afraid you will die here."

Bai Yu knew that Zhang Ruochen had practiced the way of space, so he did not approach him. Instead, he controlled the two holy bones and continuously attacked him.

There were a large number of inscriptions carved into the interior of the two sacred bones, and they were refined into two human-shaped sacred weapons with ten thousand patterns. Therefore, every attack they make is quite domineering, comparable to the semi-perfect power of the Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact.

"Your strength is indeed very powerful, but it is not enough to force me to use the power of space. Now, the battle has just begun."

Zhang Ruochen stopped retreating, mobilized the holy energy in his body, and continuously poured it into the glove on the palm of his right hand. Then, the glove turned into a blood armor of a hundred saints, covering his whole body.

Then, the Hundred Saint Blood Armor emitted a dazzling light, and a hundred holy shadows flew out from inside the armor, each of which possessed the power of a lower-level saint.

"The power of a hundred saints."

Zhang Ruochen's hands formed palm prints.

Gathering the power of the Hundred Saints, Zhang Ruochen used the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm move, Thousand-Handed Dragon Elephant.

Suddenly, phantoms with thousands of divine dragons and divine elephants appeared, blasted forward, and collided with the two holy bones.

"Boom."

Zhang Ruochen's two handprints hit the chests of the two holy bones, causing them to fly back and hit the light curtain of the defensive formation heavily.

Without giving Bai Yu another chance to control the two sacred bones, Zhang Ruochen kicked his feet and shot out. In an instant, he impulsed himself in front of Bai Yu and shouted: "Long Yun Jiutian."

The tenth palm of the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm.

Bai Yu's expression remained unchanged, and he also mobilized the evil energy in his body, condensed a sky-devouring palm, and struck it with one palm.

The two palm prints collided together, like two sacred mountains colliding, making an earth-shattering sound.

The tenth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is indeed slightly weaker than the Heaven-Devouring Palm. However, at this moment, Zhang Ruochen was blessed by the power of a hundred saints. Like an invincible God of War, he actually beat Bai Yu so hard that he could not stand firm. Keep going backwards.

"Dragon Elephant Divine Furnace."

Zhang Ruochen changed his moves again, and his whole body burned with raging flames, as if he had turned into a solar furnace, and once again collided with Bai Yu.

You must know that the flames pouring out of Zhang Ruochen's body are the pure fire of destruction. When combined with the power of the Hundred Saints and the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, the power that bursts out is even more terrifying to the extreme.

"Boom."

Bai Yu was thrown back and fell to the bottom of the defensive formation.

He raised his hands and saw that the two metal gloves on his palms had melted into liquid droplets, and blood was dripping from both palms.

"It turns out to be the Divine Fire of Purification."

Bai Yu's face became a little solemn. He looked at Zhang Ruochen again and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

This person is not only extremely accomplished in the way of swordsmanship and palm control, but he can also recover the divine fire of pure destruction and control the space. What's the origin?

Could it be the seven realms of Shatuo, a realm of a certain realm?

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(Something happened yesterday. It seems I only updated one chapter. I will try to make up for it today.)