God Emperor

The saints in the All Saints Formation were already in panic, and in order to let Fang Yi, Dongliu Sword Master, and Yue Kong enter the formation, a gap was opened in the formation.

The gaps in the formation had not yet been completely closed, and Wan Sheng's power was inconsistent. It was at its weakest moment that it was attacked by the Confucian Holy Book and was defeated quickly.

The slender figure of Jiutian Xuannv appeared at the foot of the holy mountain, like a goddess walking in the world of gods. A white jade hand grasped the Confucian holy book and mobilized the power of Confucianism in the holy book. It condenses into a towering mountain of books.

The mountain of books is made up of piles of books, towering into the clouds. The sound of reading and praising people can be heard from the mountain, vast and faint.

"Boom."

The mountain of books flew out horizontally and suddenly hit the saints in the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm, setting off an energy storm that overwhelmed mountains and seas, and finally completely broke through the All Saints Formation.

"That's it."

Zhang Ruochen drove the golden dragon chariot and rushed towards the gap created by Jiutian Xuannv as quickly as possible, quickly breaking through.

He stood on the top of the dragon chariot, holding the Buddha Emperor's relic, and knocked out the original power that had been condensed for a long time. Suddenly, a large number of saints picked their noses and spurted blood, and flew out like fallen leaves swept by the autumn wind.

The golden dragon chariot was charging wildly, and with the relics of the Buddha and Emperor clearing the way, no one could resist.

"How dare a saint from the Kunlun Realm interfere in the affairs of the Sword Prison Realm and the Zifu Realm?"

Fang Yi recognized the Confucian holy book and knew that it was a strong man from the Kunlun world who took action.

At the same time, he also realized that he had fallen into Zhang Ruochen's weirdness.

Zhang Ruochen never knew how to detonate the Great Sage Relic, and it was even possible that he was unable to detonate it at all. Everything he did was to cooperate with the strong man from the Kunlun Realm inside and outside to break the All Saints Formation.

Fang Yi's heart was full of anger, his eyes were red, and he rushed up in pursuit, shouting: "Stop them, don't talk nonsense with them, just kill them all."

Even if they lose the regular imperial weapon, Zhang Ruochen and others will be killed here today.

"Since the saint of the Kunlun Realm dares to go against the Zifu Realm and the Sword Prison Realm, he will also kill her." Dongliu Sword Master was in a deep state of mind, and at this moment, murderous intent was revealed in his eyes.

Yue Kong roared, jumped up, rushed more than 300 meters high, reached the sky above Jiutian Xuannv, punched through the text defense formed by Confucian Ancestor's holy book, and attacked and killed her.

In his view, the Nine Heavens Xuannv who is in charge of the Confucian Holy Book is a huge threat, causing chaos to the saints in the two worlds all the time. As long as she is killed, it will be easier to surround Zhang Ruochen and others.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Yue Kong caught a glimpse of an old man wearing Confucian robes, standing on the top of an ancient flame tree in front of him on the left.

I saw the old man taking out a scroll from his sleeve.

"Wow——"?

In the scroll, seven long rivers of seven colors rush out. As the long river continued to rotate, it actually condensed into the shadows of seven worlds.

The seven worlds overlapped to form a world divine tower, which collided with Yue Kong who was attacking Jiutian Xuannv.

Yue Kong felt a huge pressure, but he was fearless. With the realm of the Holy King, he could suppress all enemies in the ancestral spirit world.

"L Dragon Fist."

The moment Yue Kong's fist seal touched the seven-layered world god tower, he felt an overwhelming force surge in, like seven worlds colliding with him.

"Boom." The seven-layer World God Tower suppressed Yue Kong and sank dozens of feet downwards. A stream of holy power surged out, making the space under the holy mountain become overwhelming.

"Holy King Yuekong was suppressed unexpectedly. There are also strong men at the level of holy kings in Kunlun Realm, and they are not ordinary holy kings."

The saints from the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm stared at Chu Siyuan who was holding the "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths", their expressions became a little unnatural. The latter raised his chin, looking proud and contented.

The saints who gathered in Wujin Holy Mountain were numerous and kept coming out to intercept the golden dragon chariot.

Every time, at least a hundred saints gathered together. They either used combined attack formations or worked together to inspire powerful warriors.

After rushing out of the All Saints Formation, seven small forces like this appeared in front of the Jinbu Dragon Chariot, blocking their way.

A Le, Han Qiu, Feng Mo, and Mo Yin quickly rushed out of the golden dragon chariot and each committed suicide towards one of the small forces.

Zhang Ruochen sat on the dragon chariot, raised his hands upward, and held up a dense holy mist. Shen Yuan's ancient sword and monumental shield were suspended in the holy mist, exploding with perfect power to deal with the attacks coming from two directions. Attack power.

Directly in front of the dragon chariot, more than four hundred saints gathered. Each of them activated a holy weapon. Suddenly, rays of bright holy light connected into a large area.

More than four hundred saints attacked at the same time. Once hit, not even the saint king could hold back.

Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows rose deeply, and he felt a pressure that made him suffocate, so he quickly propped up the Buddha Emperor's relic and activated the relic's original power of the Great Saint.

Suddenly, something unexpected happened.

Behind the more than 400 saints, a piece of blazing dragon fire surged up. The fire waves were more than ten feet high, and the soil on the ground continued to melt as it burned.

The faces of the saints in the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm changed dramatically. Some fled in all directions, some used holy weapons to attack the Thousand Spirit Dragon Fire, and some inspired amulets to protect their bodies.

More than a hundred fire feathers flew out of the fire wall that was more than ten feet high. Just when the first wave of attacks fell, dozens of saints were killed, and countless others were injured.

In an instant, more than four hundred saints were defeated, with countless casualties.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruochen had a strange look in his eyes.

The tall figure of Princess Rakshasa emerged from the flames of the dragon. A pair of captivating eyes looked at Zhang Ruochen from a distance, revealing a look of resentment.

"It is indeed her." Zhang Ruochen said.

Princess Rakshasa's delicate and bumpy body flew out horizontally like a water snake.

"Pfft."

Princess Rakshasa pierced the eyebrows of a true saint from the Purple Mansion Realm with one finger. The next moment, the ethereal dragon fire burned from the body of the true saint to the outside of the body, and the holy body turned into a pile of ashes.

"Swish."

She kept taking action, specifically targeting the top experts at the True Saint and Holy Saint level, and killed them all with one blow.

In an instant, more than a dozen top experts died, frightening all the saints around them to avoid Princess Rakshasa.

"She is really a female devil, she kills too hard." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

With the aid of Jiutian Xuannv, Chu Siyuan, and Princess Rakshasa, as well as Zhang Ruochen and others who were also top-notch experts, they soon completely escaped from Wujin Holy Mountain and entered the Bipolar Swamp again.

Arriving at the Bipolar Swamp, the saints from the Sword Hell Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm around them became increasingly rare, and the pressure on them eased.

Zhang Ruochen felt that he could mobilize the power of space again, so he flew to the top of the Golden Dragon Chariot. The holy energy in his body started to circulate crazily, tearing dozens of huge space cracks in succession and shooting out towards the rear.

Each space crack is dozens of feet long.

Immediately, all the saints in the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm were forced to stop, and they were still retreating backwards.

No saint dares to fight against the space rift.

By the time the space rift closed, the golden dragon chariot had disappeared into the depths of the bipolar swamp. If you want to pursue them again, let alone whether you can catch them up. Even if you catch up with Zhang Ruochen and others, it will be difficult to keep them.

"Zhang Ruochen, Kunlun Realm, and Lingyan Demon Concubine, you will definitely pay the price."

Fang Yi stared at the direction where the Jin Bulong chariot disappeared, trembling with anger, and his whole body seemed to turn into a demon.

The Jinbu dragon chariot rushed into the dense forest with chaotic space, and then slowly stopped.

Against the tens of thousands of saints in the two worlds, even Jiutian Xuannv and Princess Rakshasa suffered some injuries and did not escape unscathed.

As for Feng Mo, A Le, Han Qiu, and Mo Yin, their injuries were even more serious. Fortunately, they managed to survive by grabbing a large number of amulets and having strong vitality.

Princess Rakshasa didn't care about her injuries at all. Her beautiful eyes were full of smoke as she stared at Zhang Ruochen and said: "Zhang Ruochen, you should have seen that I am sincere to you today, right? Last time, you tried every means to avoid me and guard against me. It stuck with me, but it made me sad for a long time.”

This time, it was really thanks to Princess Rakshasa, otherwise it would not be easy for them to break out of the siege of the Sword Prison Realm and the Purple Mansion Realm.

"Thank you."

Zhang Ruochen couldn't see through the purpose of "Spiritual Flame Demon Concubine", but he still said these two words.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen was also guarding against her. After all, he controlled the Wall of Merit and Deeds and obtained the Imperial Artifact of Rules. The "Spiritual Flame Demon Concubine" might attack him at any time.

On the battlefield, there can be no slack.

A Le, Han Qiu and others all swallowed the Holy Healing Pill, sat cross-legged on the ground, and tried their best to heal their injuries.

A bright holy light gushed out from Jiutian Xuannv's body, and then it was divided into nine parts, turning into nine extremely beautiful Xuannv. Their temperaments were either elegant, holy, heroic, or shy.

A bright light flashed in Princess Rakshasa's eyes, and then she deliberately showed an incredulous look and said: "How is it possible for nine people to become one? Zhang Ruochen, what kind of skills are these nine friends of yours practicing?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said nothing.

The eyes of the Holy Book Talented Girl were looking at Princess Rakshasa, and said: "The skills you practice are also very special. It is obviously unreasonable to be able to control the ethereal dragon fire despite having a physique with cold and cold attributes. Moreover, , I saw a different light in your eyes just now, and it seemed to me that you were not really surprised. "

This time, Princess Rakshasa was truly surprised. She had never seen anyone be so attentive and catch even the most subtle changes in her eyes.

Princess Rakshasa has always thought that she was extremely smart and could deceive the world, but unexpectedly, she was exposed by another woman.

Princess Rakshasa knew she had met her opponent, so she became interested in the girl with the holy book. She smiled and said: "Who said that creatures with cold physiques can't absorb the fire of the dragon? The ice and fire phoenix can also control the extremely yin and dark ice at the same time. Therefore, don’t show off your cleverness at will, as it will easily offend some people you can’t afford to offend.”

By saying this, Princess Rakshasa deliberately wanted to anger the Holy Book Talent.