God Emperor

A piece of holy jade, by absorbing the holy energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and swallowing a large amount of holy medicine, has reached the realm of a great saint, but it has no fighting power, which is really unbelievable.

"In the Taoist Garden, there are always some relics like tortoise shell fragments left over from ancient times. Could it be that that piece of Emperor's Holy Jade can't be used to gain insights into the cultivation techniques?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

The wonderful little Taoist was a little complacent and said: "Do you think that every living being born with a long life is as smart as Pindao? In fact, most of them are very stupid."

"Boom."

In the center of the eight sacred bones, the white jade rabbit rushed in all directions, trying to break out and escape.

Its speed was terrifyingly fast, and with Zhang Ruochen's eyesight, he could only see an afterimage.

The white jade rabbit collides with the formation formed by the eight divine bones. The eight divine bones will tremble violently, and King Yan and Queen Lian will even move backwards.

However, the White Jade Rabbit seemed to have no other tricks besides collision, and could not break out of the formation at all. Instead, the eight sacred bones were still slowly shrinking, leaving the White Jade Rabbit's range of activities to become increasingly narrow.

King Yan and Queen Lian both looked happy.

As long as they suppress this piece of Emperor's Holy Jade, they have many ways to completely conquer it. At that time, you only need to teach it the skills and holy techniques, and you will be equivalent to becoming its master. It will be equivalent to having a great sage-level thug under you.

Of course, even if it cannot be conquered, the Emperor's Sacred Jade is a peerless material for refining the Supreme Sacred Artifact and is extremely precious.

The wonderful little Taoist said: "Zhang Ruochen, we must seize this Emperor's Holy Jade, we cannot give them an advantage."

The Emperor's Holy Jade is something that all the great sages are eager for. How could Zhang Ruochen not be tempted?

However, the cultivation of King Yan and Queen Lian is unfathomable. Even if it is a sneak attack, it is extremely difficult to seriously injure them. Moreover, even if the sneak attack is successful, it is not easy to suppress the White Jade Rabbit.

Its speed is so fast that once it escapes the suppression of the eight divine bones, no one present can catch up with it.

Zhang Ruochen was thinking about the best way, but the little Taoist Zhenmiao rushed out of the remaining wall first and shouted at King Yan and Queen Lian: "Let go of that rabbit."

Zhang Ruochen was stunned for a moment, then cursed in his heart.

Originally, he was planning to use the power of space to attack King Yan and Queen Lian first. As long as he could seriously injure one of them, it would be much easier to deal with the other one.

How did you expect that the wonderful little Taoist would be so bad?

The wonderful little Taoist made a "I am everything" gesture to Zhang Ruochen and sent out a sound wave, "Don't worry, I have seen through their cultivation. They are all at the peak of the Six-Step Saint King or the early stage of the Seven-Step Saint King. There is nothing to be afraid of. Just go and seize control of the eight divine bones. Pindao will take care of the two of them. You can find a way to conquer the Emperor's Holy Jade. Just do what Pindao says. "

The little Taoist Zhenmiao was full of confidence and calm as if he had taken control of the situation. He strode towards King Yan and Queen Lian.

King Yan's eyes were like two fireballs. He recognized the true identity of the little Taoist Zhenmiao, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "A hundred thousand year old holy medicine is very rare. If you swallow it and With my cultivation, I should be able to break through the bottleneck and reach the realm of the Seven-Step Saint King in a short time. It is not impossible to reach the realm of the Eight-Step Saint King."

"You take control of the Yin-Yang Life and Death Formation first, and I will suppress it."

Empress Lian's beautiful eyes scanned the entire ruins and warned: "Be careful. Yu Wenjing had shouted for help earlier. A mere hundred thousand year old holy medicine could not force Yu Wenjing to escape. There was no way he could escape nearby. It’s not necessarily that there are other strong people hidden.”

King Yan nodded solemnly, and then with his three-meter-tall muscular body, he rushed towards the Zhenmiao Taoist, preparing for a quick fight.

The wonderful little Taoist grinded his teeth and said angrily: "How dare you look down on this poor Taoist? You are doomed! No one in heaven or on earth can save you..."

The wonderful little Taoist's voice suddenly stopped, and then a look of horror appeared on his face.

Because King Yan swooped over, nine extremely domineering flames burst out of his body, transforming this place into a realm of fire. King Yan, who walked out of the flames, looked like an unparalleled demon god, with a terrifyingly powerful aura.

The cultivation level of the little Taoist Zhenmiao is clearly higher than that of the other person, but he still feels like he is being suppressed.

"Boom."

At the moment when the little Taoist Zhenmiao lost his mind, the big hand seal made by King Yan fell from the sky and hit the top of his head.

"Move the mountain seal."

The little Taoist Zhenmiao quickly used an intermediate holy level palm technique, slapped his hands upward, and suddenly collided with the handprints made by King Yan.

"Boom."

Below the flame handprint, some cracks opened in the ground, and a large amount of dust flew outward.

King Yan was slightly surprised: "It's quite interesting that he is proficient in an exquisite mid-level holy art and blocked my palm."

The wonderful little Taoist used all his strength to push up with his arms, unable to move, as if he was holding up a collapsed sky. He was speechless. This man has not yet reached the level of a seven-step holy king, and his fighting power is too abnormal!

"Practice for me."

From the palm of King Yan's hand, nine kinds of flames spurted out, including the Chenyan-level pure fire of destruction.

Even Zhang Ruochen is quite afraid of this level of pure annihilating divine fire. Because the Purifying Divine Fire he cultivated was still at the level of civilian flames.

"As expected of the leader of this generation in the Yin and Yang Realm, his combat power is indeed quite strong. The cultivation level of the Zhenmiao Taoist has reached the level of the Seven-Step Saint King, but he was suppressed by him with just one move." Zhang Ruochen secretly shook his head.

Of course, the little Taoist Zhenmiao's physique and cultivation methods are very special. He is not an ordinary person, and his strength is not lower than that of King Yan. The reason why he was suppressed by King Yan was mainly because of his lack of combat experience.

King Yan, on the other hand, stepped on the corpses of countless powerful men to get to where he is today.

Zhenmiao Taoist compared the Emperor's Holy Jade to a tiger without teeth, claws, and fighting spirit. Even though it has teeth, claws, and fighting spirit, it has never hunted prey. When it meets a truly strong person, He can only be beaten passively.

"Hurry and save Pindao... Pindao is about to be made into a concoction..." the wonderful little Taoist shouted.

Zhang Ruochen took out the Blue Sky Bow and the White Sun Arrow and aimed them at King Yan.

King Yan noticed the murderous intention and stared at the remaining wall in the distance.

"Bang."

From behind the remaining wall, a ray of white light flew out, making a series of sonic booms, heading straight towards King Yan's eyebrows.

King Yan stretched out an arm as thick as a bucket, spread his fingers, and a ball of white flame burst out from his palm, blocking the daylight arrow. With a flick of his arm, the daylight arrow flew out diagonally and fell into the ruins with a bang.

"What an amazing King Yan. He caught the arrow of the day with ease. It seems that the gap between him and me is quite big." Zhang Ruochen sighed secretly.

"This arrow of yours is not even qualified to tickle me. If you don't take the initiative to show up, do you want me to personally invite you to show up?"

Just after saying these words, suddenly, King Yan felt an extremely weak feeling in his body. The holy energy was not flowing smoothly, his strength could not be exerted, and even his legs were a little weak.

The day arrow was engraved with three time stamps and was originally refined by Zhang Ruochen to shoot the Thousand Stars Goddess.

The arrow just now was easily blocked by King Yan. But one of the three time stamps on the arrow landed on King Yan, wiping off nearly a hundred years of King Yan's life.

The little Taoist Zhenmiao felt that the pressure above his head was getting smaller, and he immediately shouted: "Heaven-shaking Seal."

A large number of palm rules and palm techniques were integrated into one, hitting King Yan's palm, causing King Yan to fly backwards. Holy blood was flowing out of King Yan's arm.

"Uh-huh."

A wisteria flew out from Empress Lian's wrist and wrapped around King Yan's waist, pulling him back to her side and asking, "What's going on?"

"The holy soul is exhausted, the spirit is depressed, and the holy blood is withered."

King Yan had experienced many battles and was very shrewd. He guessed what went wrong and said, "There is something weird about that arrow. Don't let it get close."

Behind the remaining wall, Zhang Ruochen had already pulled back the Qingtian Bow and pointed it at Lian Hou.

"Boom."

The sound of bowstrings sounded.

The daylight arrow turned into a stream of light and rushed in front of King Yan and Queen Lian in an instant.

Lianhou didn't care about controlling the eight sacred bones, grabbed King Yan's arm, and immediately burst out with his body skills, avoiding the daylight arrow first.

"Boom."

The trapped white jade rabbit took this opportunity to hit a sacred bone, tearing a hole in the formation.

"No, stop it." King Yan said.

Immediately after pity, he flew over.

Unfortunately, she was still a step too slow, and a white light rushed out of the formation, whipping up a strong wind and flashing past her.

The white jade rabbit escaped!

Zhang Ruochen shouted: "Don't take action yet."

"Don't worry, just block those two masters for a moment. Pindao has many tricks and can easily conquer the Emperor's Holy Jade."

The wonderful little Taoist pressed his palm on the ground, and suddenly, dense purple light threads surged out, and he said in his mouth: "Raise the heaven and earth net."

It is also an exquisite mid-level holy art, with tens of thousands of rules integrated into it.

The wonderful little Taoist raised his hands, and immediately, a large purple net flew up from the ground, trapping the white jade rabbit that wanted to escape.

"Haha, have you seen it? This is the real strength of the poor Taoist." The wonderful little Taoist glanced at Zhang Ruochen.

"If you dare to steal the treasure that this king likes, you are seeking death."

After King Yan circulated the technique for a week, he recovered. His body turned into a blaze of fire, and he made a fist seal and attacked the little Taoist Zhenmiao.

In this punch, King Yan mobilized the rules of truth to blend into it, and it was several times more powerful than the previous one.

Before the fist mark landed on Zhenmiao Little Taoist, Zhenmiao Little Taoist screamed and was sent flying away by the force of the fist. There were actually some cracks on that small body.

King Yan could easily defeat Zhenmiao Taoist without using the Rule of Truth. After using it, the gap between them became even greater.

The wonderful little Taoist's eyes were closed tightly, the purple light on his body was dim, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.