God Emperor

The Marquis of Rakshasa who was hiding around the temple discovered Qing Mo. Immediately, a Rakshasa woman of the third-class Marquis level raised an ebony holy staff and waved it in the direction of Qing Mo.

While Qing Mo was running rapidly, a large piece of black feathers flew out of the swamp and quietly wrapped around her from behind.

Zhang Ruochen held the Qingtian Bow and shot an arrow.

"Wow——"

The daylight arrow shattered the black feathers in the sky and turned into an arc of light, hitting the third-class Marquis-level Rakshasa girl.

With a pop, the Rakshasa girl's body was shot through, flew backwards, and fell into a sea of ​​fire, her entire body burning.

In an instant, it turned into flying ashes.

Qing Mo was startled and looked back behind him.

She saw a figure flash past, and the next moment, Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of her and said, "How reckless. Don't you know it's dangerous here?"

Zhang Ruochen walked towards the temple, stretched his bowstring at the same time, and shot another arrow in an unknown direction.

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In the temple, the battle is coming to an end.

There are only a dozen saints left alive.

After all, Canglan Martial Saint has not reached the holy realm. Even if he burns the holy blood in his body, he can only compete with Tian Gehou.

As time went by, the side effects of burning the holy blood became apparent. The combat power exploded by Canglan Martial Saint was rapidly declining, and his body became weaker and weaker.

Marquis Tiange chuckled, touched his waist, and then pulled out a brilliant golden chain.

"Sacred Binding Lock."

The golden chain was originally only one foot long. However, as the evil spirit was injected into it, it suddenly started to spin and became longer and longer. The sky was filled with the shadow of the chain.

Martial Saint Canglan was unable to dodge in his current weak state, and his snow-white neck was entangled in the Saint-binding chain.

"come over."

Marquis Tiange exerted force on his wrist, and immediately, Canglan Martial Saint was pulled by him like a paper man.

"It is impossible to enslave this saint. We will perish together."

Martial Saint Canglan clenched his teeth, feeling quite humiliated. He circulated the holy energy in his body and wanted to explode the sea of ​​​​qi and the holy source. However, the Holy Binding Lock contained an extremely evil force that actually suppressed the Holy Qi in her body.

If the holy energy cannot circulate, it will naturally not be able to self-destruct.

"Bang."

Canglan Martial Saint fell heavily to the ground, and the golden chain around her neck made a clattering sound, dragging her to the side of Lingquan Shaojun's boots.

"ah……"

As the leader of the Nine Heavenly Mysteries, Canglan Martial Saint has a powerful identity and position in the Kunlun world. She has never suffered such humiliation. However, she wants to die but cannot, and her heart is indescribably broken.

In addition, several other first-class marquises also used holy binding chains to bind all other saints.

The saints of Kunlun Realm lost their ability to fight.

Young Master Lingquan stared at the slender and snow-white body of Martial Saint Canglan at his feet, then looked at the other Xuannv and Confucianism monks, and smiled contemptuously: "I told you before that you should behave. You are obedient, but you don’t believe it. With your little strength, you should be in awe when facing the Rakshasa clan.”

There was only the Holy Book Talented Girl present, who was still struggling to support herself with the help of the Confucian Holy Book.

"Break it for me."

Marquis Baiyun held a dark red battle axe, mobilized the evil spirit in his body, and struck it with one axe. Immediately, a shadow of an axe, which was dozens of feet long, appeared.

"Boom."

The pages of the Confucian holy book trembled violently.

Hundreds of thousands of words were blown away by the power of the battle ax.

The talented saintly woman made a muffled sound, and her slender body flew backwards like a yellow leaf in the wind. The Confucian Holy Book lost its spiritual support and fell from mid-air.

Marquis Baiyun laughed loudly, pulled out the Holy Binding Lock, and swung his arm out. The holy-binding lock turned into a long golden thread, wrapping around the slender waist of the talented woman with the holy book.

At this moment, a large crystal red hand stretched out from under the steps of the temple, grabbed the Holy Binding Lock, and dissolved all the power on the chain.

"Uh-huh."

Zhang Ruochen's outstanding figure rushed up from the bottom of the temple, and in the next moment, he was standing opposite Baiyun Hou.

One of Zhang Ruochen's palms grasped the Holy Binding Lock, and the other hand lifted up, just in time to press the waist of the talented woman who fell from above.

The delicate body of the talented saintly woman trembled slightly at first, and then she turned her pretty face. A pair of starry eyes stared at the outline of Zhang Ruochen's face like a knife. She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.

But the next moment, she immediately withdrew her gaze, lowered her head, and even the curvature of the corners of her mouth went back.

"It's him."

Canglan Martial Saint, Siming Goddess and others were slightly startled. They never expected that Zhang Ruochen would come here.

The nine first-class marquis present were slightly surprised when they saw this uninvited guest who suddenly broke in, and then sneered again.

"Marquis Baiyun, what are you waiting for? Kill him." Marquis Tiange said.

Baiyunhou's arm suddenly exerted force, activating the inscriptions in the Saint-Binding Chain. Immediately, purple thunder and lightning emerged from the chain, turning into dozens of electric dragons, and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen with teeth and claws.

A large piece of thunder and lightning surged out of Zhang Ruochen's palm, shattering the electric dragons. Immediately, he pulled it back suddenly, and a huge force spread from the Holy Binding Lock to Baiyun Hou.

The next moment, Bai Yunhou's body was pulled by the force and flew towards Zhang Ruochen.

"not good……"

Marquis Baiyun realized that Zhang Ruochen was quite powerful, far superior to the group of saints from the Kunlun Realm, so he quickly raised his axe, activated tens of thousands of inscriptions on the axe, and suddenly slashed at Zhang Ruochen.

There were crystal red gloves on Zhang Ruochen's palms, which immediately formed a palm print and shot out towards the sky.

"Ouch!"

A deafening dragon roar sounded, and a green fire dragon hundreds of meters long flew out from Zhang Ruochen's palm and collided with Baiyun Hou.

"Boom."

Marquis Baiyun flew backwards, and his strong body hit a pillar of the temple, causing the entire temple to shake slightly.

When Marquis Baiyun fell to the ground, he discovered that the holy armor on his body had been burned with tiny holes.

"Pure out the divine fire."

Bai Yunhou's expression changed slightly, and he stared at Zhang Ruochen again, with a more fearful look in his eyes.

Several other first-class marquises present also stopped smiling. Even if they didn't fight Zhang Ruochen, they could see that Zhang Ruochen was quite powerful and was a truly ruthless figure in the heavenly world.

Zhang Ruochen put the Holy Book Talented Girl on the ground, took back the palm that was on her slim waist, stood upright, and glanced at the Marquis of Rakshasa and the Saint of Kunlun Realm who were present.

Martial Saint Canglan fell to the ground, with a Saint-binding lock wrapped around his neck. When his eyes met Zhang Ruochen's, he immediately lowered his head, wanting to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

Finally, Zhang Ruochen's eyes were fixed on Young Master Lingquan.

Young Master Lingquan was also looking at Zhang Ruochen, as if he recognized him, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face: "Zhang Ruochen, I have been looking for you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come to my door."

Zhang Ruochen's aura was powerful and extremely cold, and he said: "It may not be me who comes to your door, maybe I give you a ride."

Young Master Lingquan curled his lips and said: "Your strength is indeed not bad. However, you should not be too blindly confident. There are nine first-class marquises present. How many can you beat?"

"According to the current situation, I have no other choice but to fight with all nine of them."

Zhang Ruochen activated the Blood Armor of Hundred Saints and wrapped it around his whole body. He then took out the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword, and his aura became extremely fierce.

Marquis Tian Ge mentioned the Bronze War Ge, walked towards Zhang Ruochen, and smiled solemnly: "I have killed many human saints, but this is the first time I have encountered a human being as arrogant as you."

The saints in Kunlun Realm also sighed secretly.

The ten Rakshasa monks present are not ordinary people. Each of them has the strength to fight against the Holy King. When they encounter the Holy King, they can sweep them away.

If Zhang Ruochen could show up earlier and join forces with them, they might be able to carve out a bloody path.

but now……

With Zhang Ruochen's strength, it is not easy to defeat the two first-class marquises. It is simply impossible to fight against nine first-class marquises, plus the unfathomable Lingquan Shaojun. thing.

Faced with such a formation, even a figure at the level of a One-Step Saint King could only retreat.

Marquis Tiange was quite confident in his own strength, but he was not an arrogant person. He glanced at Marquis Baiyun and said, "Let's join forces to deal with him."

Bai Yunhou nodded, his body boiling with fighting spirit. He also wanted to defeat Zhang Ruochen and regain the face he had just lost.

Young Master Lingquan crossed his arms across his chest, looking calm and calm, and said, "I want to live."

Young Master Lingquan came to the Ancestral Spirit Realm with the biggest purpose of dealing with Zhang Ruochen. Since Her Royal Highness the Princess is so optimistic about him, then Young Master Lingquan will capture him and tame him into a battle pet.

Only in this way will Her Royal Highness know that Young Master Lingquan is more powerful and powerful than this human man.

Baiyunhou and Tiangehou flew up from the ground at the same time, and the vast evil energy flowed out of their bodies, as if they turned into two dark red magic clouds.

Lintian Zhan Ge and the giant ax both trembled violently, and inside them, two weapon spirits appeared, turning out to be two huge demonic figures in human form.

"Suppression."

Under the control of the two first-class marquises, the two sacred weapons burst out with perfect power and bombarded Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's pupils quickly contracted, and he stepped on the ground with his right foot. Immediately, the first power of the Hundred Saints Blood Armor was activated. The souls of a hundred lower realm saints rushed out from the armor, standing on a hundred different orientations.

"break."

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of the Hundred Saints and used the True Thunder and Fire Sword Technique.

With a slash of the sword, a torrent composed of sword energy and thunder and lightning condensed, which was more than ten miles long, and bombarded the two sacred weapons with ten thousand patterns.

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(I can only update one chapter today. In fact, I really want to say it is because of my headache. However, if I tell you, you may not believe it, so I won’t say it! I will try to update three chapters tomorrow. Of course, if I don’t update to three chapters, , don’t complain, after all, if Xiaoyu has this idea, it deserves encouragement, right?)