God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen took out the Buddha Emperor's relic and held it in the palm of his left hand. Immediately, thousands of golden Buddhist inscriptions appeared, forming a spherical golden mask to protect Mu Lingxi, Su Qingling and others.

All the saints in the Sword Prison Realm also retreated into the distance, and six sacred weapons with ten thousand patterns flew up from among them, emitting six circles of bright holy light.

In the central area, Fang Yi and Princess Rakshasa stood in the sky, and the aura of the Holy Path on their bodies became stronger and stronger.

Behind Fang Yi, a huge white figure emerged, more than a hundred times taller than his real body.

In his mouth, he shouted softly: "The Shadow of the True Truth."

Immediately, a white beam of light flew out from between the eyebrows of the huge white figure.

The next moment, the entire dark space shook slightly, forming ripples of energy.

Fang Yi's true shadow is condensed from the most extreme rules of the holy way. It can be in harmony with heaven and earth, and can mobilize the power of heaven and earth to a certain extent.

Su Qingling, Bu Ji, and Qing Mo are all top-notch geniuses, but their expressions changed when they saw Fang Yi's attack.

With just this one blow, Fang Yi might be able to kill them.

Princess Rakshasa is like a beautiful fairy, standing under the huge white figure, with a piece of cyan feathers appearing between her two fingers.

"Wow——"

The feathers are like a fan, waving gently.

Immediately, the sharp white light pillar dissipated and turned into hundreds of air currents, flying out in all directions. ?At the same time, thousands of fireballs flew out from the blue feathers, like a rain of fire flying across the sky, condensing into twelve giant flame dragons in the void.

"Ouch!"

Those giant flame dragons, all composed of the spirit dragon fire, flew around Fang Yi and intertwined together to form a fireball a hundred feet in diameter.

Looking from a distance, it seemed as if Fang Yi had been devoured by twelve fire dragons.

Princess Rakshasa was very decisive. She used spatial movement and appeared near the fireball. She formed a seal with her hands and pressed her palm towards the inside of the fireball, leaving no sacred path for Fang Yi.

The palm prints became larger and larger, and the flames contained in the palms became stronger and stronger.

Even though the saints in the Sword Hell Realm are very confident in Fang Yi, they can't help but feel worried and nervous at this moment. After all, "Spiritual Flame Demon Concubine" has a good reputation and is also a super strong person.

"Break it for me."

Inside the fireball, Fang Yi looked up to the sky and roared. Immediately, an overwhelming force surged out from the "white star" between his eyebrows, impacting outward like a huge wave.

The twelve fire dragons, which were condensed from the spirit dragon fire, were shattered by this force and turned into balls of flames the size of a palm.

Princess Rakshasa was not knocked back by the shock. Instead, she moved forward in the opposite direction, and the flame handprints she made were getting closer and closer to Fang Yi.

Ten feet, nine feet, eight feet...

There was a loud rumbling sound in Fang Yi's ears, as if the space was collapsing.

Five feet, four feet...

…

Fang Yi's eyes widened, and white light burst out from his pupils. The huge white holy shadow suspended behind him turned into a white wheel, combined with the power of "Hundred Micro Stars", and moved towards Princess Rakshasa bombarded her.

"Boom."

The white wheel collides with the flaming palm prints.

Suddenly, all the monks in this dark space flew backwards.

As powerful as Princess Rakshasa, she also took four steps back before regaining her composure.

Fang Yi took sixty-seven steps back. The holy energy in his body became extremely disordered. His face turned white and black, and he obviously suffered some internal injuries.

"With the help of Baiweixing and Zhenzhen's Shadow, I still fell to the absolute bottom. How can the Spiritual Flame Demon Concubine be so powerful?"

The white star between Fang Yi's eyebrows is not just a mark, but a real planet.

Moreover, it is also the seat planet of an ancient god.

Although the ancient god has long since fallen, and the star soul of the divine planet has also dissipated, it still contains unparalleled terrifying power.

It took Fang Yi nearly thirty years to refine the God's Throne Planet into his body. The process was extremely difficult and dangerous.

I thought that after refining a divine planet, if he was not invincible in the same realm, he would at least be one of the most powerful ones. However, he did not expect that his determination to win would be shaken by encountering a powerful enemy like Princess Rakshasa so soon.

Princess Rakshasa's heart was not at peace either.

Growing up, there were countless geniuses who had fought against her, but there were really only a few geniuses who could stop her from going all out in three attacks without dying.

"You are actually able to refine a divine planet into your body. Your strength is really beyond my expectations."

Princess Rakshasa's pair of soul-catching eyes emitted circles of dark red light.

Fang Yi's eyes met Princess Rakshasa for a moment, and then her eyes became a little blank, and even her body began to shake.

At this moment, Princess Rakshasa knocked out the green feather in her hand and turned it into a green light, hitting Fang Yi between the eyebrows.

All the Saints in the Sword Hell Realm secretly cursed "Witch", took out their sacred weapons, and attacked in the direction of Princess Rakshasa, trying to stop the cyan feather.

However, the speed of the cyan feather was too fast, and in an instant, it had reached Fang Yi.

Seeing that Fang Yi's head was about to be pierced, suddenly, the heavenly compass in his hand vibrated violently, emitting nine consecutive layers of white halo.

The cyan feathers collided with the nine layers of white light, causing nine thunderous explosions.

Hearing the loud noise, Fang Yi woke up with a cold sweat on his vest. Looking at the cyan feathers that had flown nearby, he immediately knocked out the flying knife in his hand.

"Wow——"

The one-inch-long white flying knife shattered the blue feathers, exploded with extreme penetrating power, and flew towards Princess Rakshasa.

At the same time, Fang Yi pressed his hands forward, and between heaven and earth, an incomparable mysterious power came to the flying knife, causing the flying knife's light to skyrocket, its speed to greatly increase, and its power to increase more than three times.

"How is it possible... what kind of power is that..."

Zhang Ruochen felt incredible and couldn't understand why the power of Fang Yi's sword suddenly increased so much?

Su Qingling also took a breath of cold air, her face was extremely serious, and said: "It should be the legendary... rule of truth."

"The way of truth among the nine eternal ways?" Zhang Ruochen's heart was even more shocked.

Su Qingling said: "I only heard my grandfather mention that monks who have understood the way of truth can mobilize the rules of truth and add them to martial arts and holy arts, making the power of martial arts and holy arts several times stronger. With just one blow, You can kill a monk who is as powerful as yourself."

"The ancient way is indeed abnormal." Bu Ji said.

Su Qingling continued: "It is said that if you want to understand the way of truth, you must go to the Temple of Truth to practice. Every ten years, Guanghan Realm has three places to enter the Temple of Truth to practice. And these three people are all from the Holy Saint Selected among them.”

"Two years ago, Wu Hao and the other two saints entered the Temple of Truth to practice. Only he understood the way of truth, while the other two saints gained nothing."

Bu Ji said: "It is not that difficult to comprehend the way of truth. Only people like Wu Hao and Fang Yi can succeed."

Su Qingling nodded and said: "The monks who have understood the way of truth are indeed superior to others. They are invincible in the realm of saints and can call the wind and rain. However, they can only mobilize some simple rules of truth to enhance their strength. Its own attack power and defense power are not considered the controller of truth.”

"A creature that truly controls the truth can activate the Divine Martial Mark of Truth and integrate the rules of truth into its own holy soul. Such a being can be called a son of truth, even more powerful than Fang Yi and Wu Hao."

Zhang Ruochen asked: "Isn't it possible to understand the way of truth without going to the Temple of Truth?"

"Not really."

Su Qingling shook her head and said: "When people like Fang Yi and Wu Hao mobilize the rules of truth, it is also when the rules of truth appear. Therefore, by watching their battles, it is possible to understand the rules of truth. Of course, It’s extremely difficult, and it’s impossible for ordinary geniuses to have that kind of understanding.”

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were fixed on the trajectory of the flying knife, not only observing the fluctuations of the rules of truth, but also wanting to see if Princess Rakshasa could resolve the blow.

Princess Rakshasa did not use the power of space. Unexpectedly, she also mobilized the rules of truth and pressed directly with her palm. The Halloween plain clothes on her body seemed to show ten thousand holy shadows, integrated with the rules of truth.

"boom."

Both the flying knife and Fang Yi were sent flying.

Blood flowed from Fang Yi's mouth, and he stared at Princess Rakshasa in disbelief. Originally, he was sure of winning, but he didn't expect to be defeated in the end.

The opponent is too powerful and has become his biggest enemy since he entered the path of cultivation.

"Retreat, exit this place immediately."

Fang Yi knew in his heart that he must escape today.

The only way to survive is to escape.

Otherwise, if the two space monks join forces and add the divine weapons mastered by the envoys of the Guanghan Realm, the saints of the Sword Prison Realm may be completely annihilated.

He flew out first and rushed towards the passage he had entered earlier.

All the saints in the Sword Prison Realm also saw Princess Rakshasa's terrifying strength. They were all frightened and followed Fang Yi and fled away.

"Leave them alone."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were cold. After saying these words, he knocked out the Buddha Emperor's relics and used the original power of the Great Saint to kill a true saint-level creature.

At the same time, Princess Rakshasa used the power of space to intercept Fang Yi.

Nine-Headed Blue Bird, Bu Ji, Su Qingling, Mu Lingxi, and Qing Mo also took action. Some followed Zhang Ruochen and directly attacked the saints in the Sword Hell Realm; some stood in the distance and fought. Soldiers, attack the saint who is fleeing at the end.

Even if the saints of the Sword Prison Realm retreated, they all formed a formation and did not disperse like a mob. Even if Zhang Ruochen pursued them, he could not defeat them all directly, and instead an even more intense melee broke out.