God Emperor

By killing two first-class marquises in a row, Zhang Ruochen indeed caused a considerable deterrent to the Rakshasa army present.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen's figure, they couldn't help but retreat.

"What are you afraid of? He is just one person. No matter how strong he is, he can still withstand our siege?" The Blood Nether Python burst out with holy power at the level of a holy king and scolded.

Headed by the five first-class marquis, the Rakshasa marquis standing in the evil cloud finally overcame the fear in their hearts and formed a large formation.

As the formation moves, the power fluctuations emerging from the evil cloud become more powerful.

"Sect Master, we are here to help you."

A Le, Han Qiu, and Princess Bai Li did not want Zhang Ruochen to fight against the Rakshasa army alone, so they suppressed the injuries in their bodies and rushed forward, standing side by side with Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen could see that all three of them were seriously injured. Even if they took the Holy Healing Pill, it would take some time for their injuries to recover.

"Go and recuperate first. When your injuries are 40 to 50% recovered, it won't be too late to fight alongside me. Just leave this place to me."

Zhang Ruochen took out the Buddha Emperor's relic and threw it to Princess Bai Li, saying, "The power of the relic can purify the evil spirits in your body. If you encounter danger, the three of you will inspire the power of the relic to protect everyone."

All the saints in the old Central Empire of Sheng Ming were very touched. His Highness the Crown Prince was able to think about them, regardless of life and death. If they were not all injured, they would definitely fight side by side with His Highness and kill them all, even if they die without regrets.

Now, go all out to recuperate.

Zhang Ruochen strode forward, covering a distance of thirty feet with each step. When he took the third step, he bent his legs slightly and rushed into the sky.

"Since you want to meddle in other people's business, I will kill you too today."

The Blood Nether Python raised its huge head, glared ferociously, and issued an order, "Kill him."

Immediately, a large number of Rakshasa marquis standing in the evil cloud roared at the same time, using the power of the Ninety-nine Return Formation to attack Zhang Ruochen.

There are twelve large formations.

The power of the holy spells flying out of the formation was astonishing. Some were like a river of thunder and lightning that was tens of feet wide. Each thunder and lightning was like a sword from the sky, smashing the holy mountain behind Zhang Ruochen into pieces. It is conceivable that if it fell on Zhang Ruochen, no matter how strong his body and defense were, he would probably suffer heavy damage.

One of the holy techniques condensed a one-eyed evil demon with a body as tall as a holy mountain. He attacked and killed it with one punch, and the holy energy of heaven and earth was constantly vibrating.

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The twelve Jiujiu Gui Formations are all commanded by second-class marquises, and five of them are commanded by first-class marquises. Therefore, the power erupted from the Jiujiu Gui Formation is more powerful than what Zhang Ruochen has encountered before.

If any large formation encounters a Holy King, it can be attacked without fear.

Hundreds of miles around were filled with chaotic Holy Dao Qi, and all the old members of the Shengming Central Empire were unable to heal their wounds at ease, and were very worried about Zhang Ruochen's safety.

Zhang Ruochen collided with the one-eyed demon and struck a blow, then he flashed and landed on top of its head.

"Crash for me."

The holy energy in Zhang Ruochen's body was running wildly. He roared and pointed at one of the Nine-Nine Return Formation.

Above the Nine-Nine Return Formation, the space vibrated violently, making a "crackling" sound, and then began to collapse from the inside out, forming a hole with a diameter of dozens of feet.

Inside the cave, there is darkness and lack of light. It is the void space that can exterminate all living things.

Seventy or eighty of the ninety-nine Rakshasa Marquises who made up this Nine-Nine Return Formation were swallowed up by the void space. When they were outside the void space, their powerful bodies turned into billions of particles like sand sculptures.

Only a few escaped death, but they were all scared to death.

That Zhang Ruochen was so terrifying. He could collapse the space with just a single finger. How could he fight? No one could be his opponent.

"Boom."

The surrounding space is constantly being shattered.

Wearing blood armor, Zhang Ruochen was like an evil demon, breaking through the Nine-Nine Return Formation one after another. Countless Rakshasa Marquises were swallowed up by the void space, leaving no bones left.

Moreover, Zhang Ruochen is as fast as lightning and can use space to move. Even if they can mobilize the power of the formation, it will be difficult to attack him.

The five first-class marquises were also a little frightened at this moment.

Zhang Ruochen looked more like a ferocious god from hell than they did. His small body seemed to contain inexhaustible holy power like a volcano or a scorching sun.

In the distance, on the top of a holy mountain, sits a magnificent demon temple.

It had never happened before, as if it had flown from the sky.

The Demon Palace was forged from the skull of a great sage and was more than 700 feet tall. Its surface was covered with a layer of magical iron containing mysterious power, and was dotted with various holy jades and exotic stones.

There is still part of the remaining power of the Great Sage, sealed inside the Demon Palace.

Ordinary saints, when they come within a hundred feet of the Demon Palace, will be so frightened by the aura of the great saint that they will kneel on the ground.

Princess Rakshasa's injuries have healed and she is looking energetic again.

Holding a holy staff, she stood upright in the center of the Demon Palace, looking around, observing the battlefield beneath her feet. Finally, a pair of phoenix eyes stared at the area where the Blood Nether Python and Zhang Ruochen were.

Behind Princess Rakshasa, a rather old voice sounded, "Princess, the divine envoy from the Guanghan Realm should not be inferior to you in terms of space accomplishments. If he continues to kill him, I am afraid it will cause harm to our clan. Not a small loss.”

The speaker was an old woman with gray hair.

The old woman's eyebrows were intertwined with evil lines, connected to form a vertical eye. In her hand, she also held a holy staff.

It is said to be a holy staff, but it is more like a spear, because the top of the holy staff is quite sharp.

Princess Rakshasa hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Senior sister, what are you going to do?"

That old woman was a disciple of one of Princess Rakshasa's masters, named Ji Hua. Her mental power was much stronger than Princess Rakshasa's, reaching the fifty-sixth level. Ji Hua's attainments in formations are even more profound and he can be called a "Saint Master".

She was the one who arranged the Thousand Stars Formation.

"Stabilize the space and obliterate it."

Ji Hua's eyes were full of murderous intent, and then he gave a sinister smile: "In terms of talent and appearance, there are only a handful of heroes in the world who are worthy of the princess, but he is one of them. So, I'm afraid The princess was reluctant to kill him."

"He is a peerless genius in the heaven world, but I am a princess in the hell world. We are incompatible with each other. Why can we be reluctant to part with him?"

After saying this, Princess Rakshasa changed the topic again and said: "But, the master once made a prophecy that whoever can take off the All Saints Plain Clothes on me will be my destined person."

"Is that the divine envoy from Guanghan Realm?"

Ji Hua's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

"Um."

Princess Rakshasa has a complicated heart.

When Zhang Ruochen took off his all-sage plain clothes, Princess Rakshasa was at a loss and confused. Why did that person come from the heavenly realm?

Is this a joke God played on her, or was Master's prediction wrong?

Ji Hua pondered for a moment and then laughed deeply: "Master also said that you should be ruthless in this life, so that your future achievements will be higher. Perhaps she is hinting to you that when you meet the person of your destiny, You should kill it immediately to avoid being trapped by love and end up hurting yourself.”

Princess Rakshasa doesn't understand this truth. However, she is also a woman who has been practicing alone for more than a hundred years. Naturally, she is curious about the person she is destined to be. She wants to know him and wants to know what it means to stay with him. What a feeling.

The smarter a person is, the more curious they are.

And that curiosity can often make smart people die without burial.

"Could it be that Her Highness the Princess has already fallen into trouble?"

Ji Hua saw that Princess Rakshasa had not spoken for a long time, so he asked with some concern.

Princess Rakshasa put away her thoughts and said: "How is it possible?"

"In that case, kill him today, lest he disturb your state of mind in the future."

A frightening spiritual power surged out of Ji Hua's sacred heart and poured into the holy staff in his hand.

The holy staff made a harsh sound, and then turned into a stream of light, rushing out of the Demon Palace, cutting through the sky, and finally landed on the battlefield where Zhang Ruochen and the Blood Nether Python were.

"Boom."

The nine-foot-long holy staff was inserted into the ground, and in an instant, it became nine hundred feet high, as if it had turned into a pillar to support the sky, causing the space within a thousand miles to solidify more than a hundred times.

The air seems to have turned into a solid state, and ordinary warriors may not be able to move when they come here.

With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation and spatial attainments, it is already difficult to tear apart space, and it is also difficult to use means of spatial movement.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the Demon Palace in the distance and saw Princess Rakshasa and Ji Hua.

The Blood Nether Python let out a loud laugh: "Saint Master Ji Hua used the Holy Staff of Qianxu to freeze the space. Zhang Ruochen's space method has been abolished."

"Kill, Zhang Ruochen who cannot use the power of space is just a trapped beast, not enough evidence."

Marquis Rakshasa, who was originally frightened, suddenly became more confident and let out a long roar, as if Zhang Ruochen had no choice but to capture Zhang Ruochen after the space was frozen.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were cold, and he did not retreat. Instead, he rushed forward, with a dragon shadow emerging from one arm, an elephant shadow emerging from the other arm, a luan shadow emerging from one foot, and a phoenix shadow emerging from the other foot.

"Bang bang."

Every time a palm fell, a Rakshasa Marquis must be beaten to pieces. There were very few who could catch Zhang Ruochen's blow without dying.

Zhang Ruochen pushed directly across and killed a large number of people, leaving only bloody corpses and remains on the ground.

At the beginning, there were more than a thousand Rakshasa marquises besieging the saints of the Shengming Central Empire. Only two quarters of an hour had passed, and there were less than three hundred Rakshasa marquises still alive.

The Blood Nether Python was quite angry. You must know that Her Royal Highness the Princess was standing in the Demon Palace looking at this area, and it brought more than a thousand Rakshasa Marquises with it, but it could not defeat a human in the holy realm, and instead let His own side suffered heavy losses. In the future, what future does it have among the Rakshasa tribe?

"Die to me."

The Blood Nether Python rushed out from among the Rakshasa Marquises who were retreating and escaping, and attacked Zhang Ruochen.