God Emperor

Mu Lingxi, Princess Rakshasa, Qing Mo, Su Qingling, and Bu Ji all followed Zhang Ruochen towards the ninety-nine holy mountains. In front of them, stood a tall and majestic ancient holy mountain, shaped like a turtle, exuding... A powerful icy breath.

Bu Ji looked at the snowflakes falling continuously over the ancient holy mountain and felt strange. You must know that hundreds of miles away, another holy mountain was burning with flames.

One is cold and the other is hot, strange and unpredictable.

"Can we really reach the location of the merit book wall by entering from this holy mountain?" Bu Ji asked.

"If we want to know the answer, we must first enter this ancient holy mountain."

Zhang Ruochen was walking at the front, holding Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

He released his mental power and remained extremely vigilant to guard against all kinds of unknown dangers.

A mysterious force shrouded the ancient holy mountain. The further they walked, the more dense the rules of heaven and earth became, and there was also an invisible force falling on them, making the gravity they endured stronger and stronger. .

After only walking for thirty miles, Zhang Ruochen felt that the gravity around him had reached ten times that of the outside world.

All the monks did not dare to take it lightly and followed Zhang Ruochen, walking on the ice and snow.

Su Qingling pointed her finger at a location on the mountainside of the Holy Mountain and exclaimed: "Look, there is an iceman there."

Everyone stopped and looked in the direction Su Qingling pointed.

The location of the Iceman was more than fifty miles away from them. However, with the eyesight of a saint, even if there were layers of cold air, the Iceman's appearance could still be seen clearly.

It was a short old man, wearing a battle suit with dazzling patterns, his body was sealed by ice, and he stood there motionless.

Bu Ji's eyes showed a bright light and said: "That is the sect leader of a large sect in the Sword Hell Realm. His name is Qiu Wanli. His cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Saint. Not long ago, I met him once in the Ancestral Spirit Realm. , I almost had a fight, but I didn’t expect that he had died in this ice holy mountain.”

"Are you sure that person is Qiu Wanli?" Su Qingling asked.

"Um."

Bu Ji nodded cautiously.

Su Qingling had also heard Qiu Wanli's name and knew that he was an extremely powerful person in the sword world. Even such a powerful person died in the holy mountain. It was really difficult to maintain an optimistic attitude.

"Qiu Wanli probably didn't enter the Holy Mountain alone. It's very possible that the monks in the Sword Hell Realm also calculated that the Wall of Merits can be reached from here." Zhang Ruochen said.

Su Qingling nodded and said: "I have long heard that Fang Yi in white, the world's leader in the Sword Prison world, is in the Giant Whale River Basin, but no monk has ever seen him. I may not be sure, Fang Yi has already taken the lead from here. Everyone must be more careful when entering the Holy Mountain. Fang Yi is a very scary person. Once you encounter him, you must avoid his edge. "

Hearing this, Princess Rakshasa let out a disdainful chuckle.

Su Qingling obviously hated Princess Rakshasa. She snorted and activated the Holy Soul Realm. Suddenly, seventy-two halos of Holy Qi appeared, wrapping her in the center and defending herself first.

Princess Rakshasa stared at Zhang Ruochen and said, "There is a group of human saints following us. Should we deal with them first?"

Zhang Ruochen glanced behind him, then shook his head and said, "Since they want to follow, let them follow!"

Jiuyou Sword Master and his three major disciples followed Zhang Ruochen and others, about ten miles away.

Wang Su's figure emerged from the white snow. His eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "Master, Zhang Ruochen and the enchantress in green seem to have discovered us."

"With their cultivation level, it's a strange thing that they didn't notice us. Since they didn't take action, we will continue to follow." Jiuyou Sword Master took a step forward and continued to move forward.

About an hour later, Zhang Ruochen and others walked more than fifty miles and arrived at the spot where the ice man was standing.

"Hey, where did Qiu Wanli's body go? It was here before, why did it suddenly disappear?"

Qing Mo blinked his eyes and looked in all directions.

Even Zhang Ruochen and Princess Rakshasa showed solemn expressions and stood there, mobilizing their mental power to carefully explore the space.

Obviously, they have sensed a huge danger and are approaching.

"Chichi."

Under the thick snow, an extremely subtle sound sounded, which sounded like an unknown creature grinding its teeth.

That voice was constantly changing positions at an incredibly fast speed. Suddenly, it appeared at Bu Ji's feet, and then a snow-white pliers poked out from under the snow layer.

At the same time, a sword sound sounded, and Zhang Ruochen thrust his sword under Bu Ji's feet.

"Crack."

Crimson blood gushes out from under the snow.

When Zhang Ruochen drew out Shen Yuan's ancient sword again, a pierced white scorpion appeared on the sword body, which was about as big as a washbasin, and two sharp pliers were one meter long.

The body of the white scorpion contains a powerful holy power, and dense patterns of light flow on its outer shell. While it struggled violently, it made an ear-splitting cry, with strong sound waves that seemed to burst a person's eardrums.

Mu Lingxi and Qing Mo, who had the lowest cultivation level, were hit by the sound wave, blood flowed from their ears, and they almost fainted and fell to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen snorted coldly, shook his arm, and split the white scorpion's body in half.

Princess Rakshasa rolled her eyes and said: "I just said that the weak are not qualified to be friends with the strong. They will only be a drag. Zhang Ruochen let them go back, and the two of us will go and collect the merits."

Su Qingling was so angry that she kept grinding her teeth, and the holy sword in her hand was trembling. If Princess Rakshasa wasn't so powerful, she might have stabbed her with the sword.

"What? Not convinced? If it weren't for Zhang Ruochen, at least three of you would have died. What are you not weak? What are you not a drag on?" Princess Rakshasa said rudely.

"Who has not grown up step by step from a weakling? Compared with figures of the Holy King level, how can we not be weak?"

Zhang Ruochen said lightly, then walked to the body of the white scorpion, used the tip of his sword to open the scorpion shell, searched for it, and frowned: "It's strange, this scorpion is so powerful, how come there is no saint in the body?" source?"

"That's the Dark Ice Jade Scorpion."

Su Qingling was very knowledgeable and recognized the origin of the white scorpion, and then continued: "Legend has it that the Mingbing Jade Scorpion was born from Mingdong Water and can cultivate the power of Mingbing in the body. Adult Mingbing Jade Scorpion is quite powerful and can fight the Half-Step Saint King."

The Holy King mainly practices the rules of the Holy Way, so it is difficult to distinguish the exact realm. Generally speaking, special instruments are needed to measure the level of the Holy King.

In the realm of Kunlun, there is the Emperor's Divine Ruler.

In the heavenly realm, the nine-step path to heaven is used to measure the realm of the holy king. Therefore, the realm of the Holy King is divided into nine levels. On the road to heaven, every step the Holy King takes is a new state.

The first step of the Holy King, the second step of the Holy King, the third step of the Holy King...

The ninth step of the Holy King is the most peak state. If so, when a monk reaches the tenth step on the way to heaven, it is obvious that he has entered the realm of a great saint, and can be crowned emperor in a great world.

As for the half-step holy kings, they are not true holy kings because their rules of the holy way are not strong enough. They are considered "above the saints, but the holy kings are dissatisfied".

Of course, even so, the Half-Step Holy King is much more powerful than the Holy One.

The Mingbing Jade Scorpion killed by Zhang Ruochen was not an adult, and his strength had not yet reached the level of a Half-Step Saint King.

"Look, Qiu Wanli's head is in the belly of the Dark Ice Jade Scorpion and has not been completely digested," Bu Ji said.

Inside the body of Mingbing Jade Scorpion, there was indeed half a bloody head.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the body of the Mingbing Jade Scorpion, squatted down, stretched out a finger, placed it on the white carapace, and said: "It has the aura of Condensing Holy Dew in its body. And... it should be there all year round. Swallow the Holy Ningzhen Dew. Is there a large amount of Ningzhen Holy Dew hidden somewhere in this holy mountain? "

Princess Rakshasa said: "It's not impossible. You have to know that deep in the ninety-nine holy mountains, there is a being buried close to God. There must also be treasures hidden in every holy mountain on the periphery. However, opportunities and dangers coexist, and the more treasures there are, the more dangerous they will be.”

Currently, Zhang Ruochen only has more than 2,000 drops of True Holy Dew on his body, which is not enough to reach the middle stage of True Saint cultivation. Therefore, if there is really a large amount of Condensing Holy Dew in this holy mountain, it will undoubtedly be a huge temptation for him.

The eyes of the other people also became a little burning. If they could get a large amount of Condensing Holy Dew, they would be able to break through the realm quickly. At that time, Princess Rakshasa will still laugh at them as weak?

Bu Ji's face was red and he was very anxious, and said: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and set off. The saints from the Sword Hell Realm are very likely to be in front of us. If we are late, where can we find the Ningzhen Holy Dew? share?”

The nine-headed blue bird following Princess Rakshasa also made strange screams, and seemed to want to seize the Ningzhen Holy Dew. That nine-headed blue bird is only at the middle stage of the Holy Saint, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

Everyone speeded up and continued to move forward. Not long after, they entered the hinterland of the Holy Mountain and reached the mountainside.

The gravity here is even stronger, a hundred times that of the outside world. Even with their powerful cultivation, they all felt a hint of pressure.

Here, they found the body of an adult Dark Ice Jade Scorpion on the ground. It was quite huge, four or five times larger than the one they encountered before.

"The adult Dark Ice Jade Scorpion has the strength to fight with the Half-Step Saint King. To be able to kill it, the opponent must be a peerless strong man." Mu Lingxi took a breath of cold air.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out a hand to check the wounds on Mingbing Jade Scorpion.

From the wound, a sword energy escaped, cutting Zhang Ruochen's finger, leaving a shallow bloody mouth.

"Such a powerful sword energy. The remaining power can actually break through my physical defense."

Zhang Ruochen was secretly surprised, then stood up, looked forward, and said to everyone: "This adult Dark Ice Jade Scorpion was killed half an hour ago, and we are very close to the monks in the Sword Hell Realm. "

"Moreover, I found a stronger aura of Ningzhen Holy Dew in the body of this adult Nether Ice Jade Scorpion. From this, it can be seen that this holy mountain is likely to contain a large amount of Ningzhen Holy Dew."

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(Back to normal updates, there will be another chapter tonight.)