God Emperor

After the nine mysterious ladies merged into one, her whole body was emitting light rain, and the power that burst out was stronger than that of ordinary saint kings.

Lingquan Shaojun was quite surprised. He had never encountered such a strange thing, nor had he encountered such a powerful opponent. With just one blow, he was defeated with a supreme and perfect physique.

Opposite him, the body of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady seemed to be made of fairy jade, crystal clear, exuding a charming fragrance, with a peerless face and the most perfect body. Her temperament was even more unpredictable, sometimes gentle, sometimes domineering, sometimes weak, and sometimes mysterious...

She was like a real goddess, with a total of nine skies above her head, each of which was interwoven with a large number of holy rules, quite sacred.

Even Zhang Ruochen felt quite surprised and couldn't help but look at the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady.

"No wonder Qing Mo could sense their position and even sense their weakening aura. It turns out... there is a special connection between the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady. What kind of heaven-defying skills did Chi Yao pass on to them?" Zhang Ruochen was quite puzzled.

The power of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady activated the Holy Book of Confucianism. The power fluctuations emitted by the book were extremely strong. Waves formed by the words rolled in the temple, dispersing the evil spirit that enveloped the temple.

Not only that, even this temple was undergoing tremendous changes. Rays of divine light surged out from the depths of the temple and fell on the bodies of the first-class marquises, forcing them to distract themselves to defend.

"This young master still doesn't believe it!"

Dense divine patterns appeared on the surface of Lingquan Young Master's skin, and the aura that burst out was constantly increasing.

The purple stone, driven by the evil spirit, became bigger and bigger, and finally, it really turned into a purple sacred mountain.

"This stone was made by a weapon-refining master of the Rakshasa clan. He collected a purple star near a black hole from the universe and refined it into a secret treasure. It can not only suppress space, but also destroy the world."

The purple sacred mountain was extremely heavy. Even with Lingquan Shaojun's cultivation, he had to use all his strength to support it with difficulty and bombarded it towards Jiu Tian Xuan Nu, causing the words to explode and turn into particles of mist.

"Temple, collect."

Jiu Tian Xuan Nu quickly retreated, with a star-like bright light emanating from her eyebrows. At the same time, she stretched out a pair of slender jade arms, released a huge holy power, and collected the temple under her feet.

The temple flew into the air. Although it became much smaller, it was still more than a hundred feet high.

Mysterious patterns climbed on the temple, releasing an ancient power.

The temple bombarded over and collided violently with the purple sacred mountain.

The next moment, a series of divine lights bloomed in the swamp, annihilating the cold and the flames.

The Holy Flower spread out tens of thousands of roots and vines, and was fighting against hundreds of Rakshasa Marquises. After the divine light came out, it directly destroyed more than half of the vines of the Holy Flower.

At the same time, a large number of Rakshasa Marquises were also killed and fell in a pool of blood.

It must be said that the collision between Jiu Tian Xuan Nu and Ling Quan Shao Jun was very amazing. The level of power had completely surpassed the holy realm, like two holy kings fighting.

The war weapons "Temple" and "Purple Divine Mountain" in their hands were also extraordinary. They exceeded the ordinary ten thousand pattern holy weapons and could greatly improve their combat effectiveness.

Ling Quan Shao Jun covered his chest and retreated more than ten miles in the swamp.

He suffered serious injuries in the collision just now.

Jiu Tian Xuan Nu was not unscathed. The fingers of both hands were cracked with blood lines like ceramics. However, after only one cycle of holy power, the blood lines on the fingers were restored to their original state.

All eight first-class marquises retreated, lined up, and stood behind Lingquan Shaojun, staring at the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady opposite as if facing a great enemy.

Zhang Ruochen was also observing the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady. In her, he saw the shadow of the Holy Book Talented Lady, as well as the shadows of Canglan Wusheng, Qingmo, Siming Goddess... and other mysterious ladies.

Not only did their bodies merge into one, but even their holy souls merged together.

"Lingquan Shaojun obviously has a supreme and perfect body, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Supreme Saint, but he was at a disadvantage when fighting with her. The strength of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady is too amazing. Could it be that they are the strongest means of Chi Yao's training?"

Zhang Ruochen secretly calculated that with his current cultivation, even if he used the power of time and space, he would not have more than 30% chance of winning against the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady.

Unless he broke through to the Supreme Saint realm.

If it was just a Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, Lingquan Shaojun would not be afraid. With the strength of him and the nine first-class marquises, he could completely suppress her.

However, in addition to the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens, there happened to be a Zhang Ruochen.

This battle became a little tricky.

"Boom."

In the distance, a mighty wave of spiritual power surged outward, turning the swamp upside down.

Everyone looked at the center of the spiritual power wave, and saw that Chu Siyuan, who was suppressed by Xianyou Hou, was emitting holy light from every pore, and his long hair and beard were flying up like steel needles.

Chu Siyuan's eyes suddenly opened, and two beams of light flew out of his pupils, piercing Xianyou Hou's shoulders, shaking Xianyou Hou's graceful body and throwing it up, with drops of blood spilling from the wound.

After Chu Siyuan's fingers were stained with blood, he immediately drew a blood-red horizontal line in the air.

The blood-red horizontal line trembled slightly and turned into a blood sword, hitting Xianyouhou's heart at a hundred times the speed of sound.

Xianyouhou formed a seal with his hands, creating thirteen layers of light seals in succession, clashing with the blood sword.

"Bang bang."

The blood sword penetrated the thirteen layers of light seals and hit Xianyou Hou's chest, causing her delicate body to arch and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"This old stubborn man, under the oppression of Xianyou Hou, his spiritual power actually broke through to the fifty-fifth level, and he became the Holy King of Spiritual Power in one fell swoop."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently, not feeling too surprised. After all, with Chu Siyuan's accumulation, he should have reached this point long ago.

Seeing this scene, Lingquan Shaojun jumped up, flew over, stretched out a thick arm, hugged Xianyou Hou's waist, and shouted: "Let's go."

The next moment, the black wings on Young Master Lingquan's back spread out and turned into a lightning ball, which shot out into the dense forest first. The eight first-class marquis also spread their wings and followed closely.

Although Chu Siyuan's mental power had broken through to the fifty-fifth level, his injuries were so severe that he was unable to pursue Lingquan Shaojun and others.

Jiutian Xuannv is in the same situation. Except for Qing Mo, everyone is seriously injured. Even after they are combined, it will be difficult to fight for a long time.

Besides, neither Young Master Lingquan nor the first-class Marquis of the Nine Majors are weak. If they really have to fight to the death, there is no telling who will be the final winner.

Therefore, they could only watch Young Master Lingquan leave.

Apart from Jiutian Xuannv and Chu Siyuan, only four Confucian and Taoist saints are still alive, and they have suffered heavy losses. If Zhang Ruochen hadn't arrived, the entire army would probably have been wiped out.

This battle also made them deeply realize the power of the Rakshasa clan.

Zhang Ruochen seemed quite indifferent, took out a treasure bottle, flew to the top of the swamp, and collected the remaining souls of Rakshasa. After collecting it, Zhang Ruochen waved to the Food Saint Hua and said, "Let's go!"

"Zhang Ruochen, are you planning to leave like this?" Chu Siyuan's voice sounded.

Zhang Ruochen said: "What? Could it be that Sect Leader Chu's mental power has reached the fifty-fifth level, his self-confidence is overwhelming, and he wants to keep me here?"

Chu Siyuan sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes a little complicated, and said: "Thanks to your timely arrival this time, we were able to reverse the situation and repel that group of top Rakshasa warriors. I am very grateful for this."

Zhang Ruochen's expression did not change and he said: "It is not easy to get a thank you from Sect Leader Chu."

Chu Siyuan's eyes widened with a look of sullenness on his face, and he said: "I have always been clear about grudges and grudges. I thank you when you need to thank me and scold me when you need to scold..."

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Zhang Ruochen shrugged, looking indifferent.

"Wait a minute."

Chu Siyuan quickly stopped him, put away some emotions, and said: "You should also be able to see that the strength of the group of Rakshasa Marquises just now is quite terrifying. Their target seems to be you and Nalan girl, this time If it doesn't succeed, there will definitely be another attack. You can't be their opponent with your own strength. How about we join forces and destroy them?"

"Not interested in."

Zhang Ruochen walked towards the dense forest at the edge of the swamp with his hands behind his back, leaving only a faint silhouette behind.

It's not that Zhang Ruochen doesn't want to deal with Lingquan Shaojun and others, it's just that he doesn't want to have too close contact with the monks in Kunlun Realm, especially the group of people around the Queen.

If it weren't for his friendship with the talented woman with a holy book, he wouldn't have wanted to come this time.

Entering the dense forest and arriving at a secret area, Zhang Ruochen stopped and began to think about how to deal with the group of Rakshasa Marquises once again encountered by Lingquan Shaojun?

It is difficult to defeat all enemies with the strength of one person alone.

With the current strength of the Holy Flower of Food, it can only deal with a first-class marquis at most, so it needs to find other allies.

"Master, my second fruit has matured. As long as it merges with my true body, my strength will increase a lot again." The voice of the Holy Flower came from the vines.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I remember that your second fruit should be a physical body, right?"

"That's right. As long as I fuse the second fruit, I can have a human body." Eater Holy Flower said.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "How long will it take for you to completely integrate your physical body with your true body?"

"It will take about a month."

"Okay, next, you will enter the inner space of the space crystal to practice, and cultivate a human body as soon as possible."

Zhang Ruochen put the Holy Food Flower into the space crystal, then picked up Shen Yuan's ancient sword and entered the dense forest alone, starting a hunting trip.

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