God Emperor

The "power" condensed into an eternal world like the Kunlun Realm is enough to suppress a god and pin him down, making him unable to move.

The Qiankun Realm is naturally far inferior to the Kunlun Realm, but it is more than enough to suppress the holy soul of a nine-step holy king.

Under the suppression of Qiankun Realm, Qingjin's holy soul was almost crushed to pieces.

"Who...are you...why do you have a...big world inside your body..." Qing Jin's voice came from below the Qiankun Realm, seeming very unwilling.

Zhang Ruochen's holy soul appeared in the sea of ​​air and said: "You don't even know who I am, so you dare to come and seize me. I don't know if you are stupid or too confident in your own strength."

Qing Jin was so angry that in the past, who would have dared to speak to him in such a tone?

A mere four-step holy king, at his peak, would not even look at such a small character.

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the Divine Fire of Purification and rushed toward Qing Jin. Then, he ignored Qing Jin's voice and prepared to try his best to escape from this place.

The land in front of him was shattered by the Star Destroyer Talisman, and it looked like a scene of doomsday.

However, Shang Ziyan and others obviously came with heavy treasures and sealed off this area of ​​​​the world. The Star Destroying Talisman only destroyed an area of ​​dozens of miles around, but it was intact even further away.

"The Thousand Star Goddess is really a treasure. Just a single talisman can have such terrifying destructive power. If it had been used more rationally, it might not have severely injured or even killed Young Master Yan and the others." Zhang Ruochen secretly regretted it.

In all directions, a tyrannical and inexplicable wave of power erupted.

To the east, a stunning beauty exuding Yin energy stood at the end of the earth holding a scarlet bead. The light emitted by the scarlet beads was like the rising sun that had just risen to the ground. It was red and released layers of powerful mental power fluctuations.

To the south, Shang Ziyan dragged a colorful merit monument as big as a mountain and walked step by step, like a banished immortal walking in the world of mortals.

To the west, Swift Crow, the leader of the Blood War Temple, was holding a heavy sword, and the sword energy was flying around his body.

To the north, a handsome man with four white wings stood there quietly with the first and second death envoys. The murderous aura emanating from him condensed into a blood-red cloud.

The power fluctuations from all directions are getting stronger and stronger, and each one has the ability to turn the world upside down. Not Zhang Ruochen can compete with it now. In addition, the sky and the earth are also imprisoned by a powerful space force. It is obvious that Gongzi Yan is using secret methods again.

Zhang Ruochen was not intimidated by this formation, and said calmly: "Shang Ziyan, this time, you are finally willing to take action yourself! Why have you invited so many powerful people to come? Do you have so little confidence in yourself? Do you think that with your own The power can’t deal with me?”

Shang Ziyan smiled and said: "To be honest, you are the first person that I admire very much. In isolation and without help, you have persisted until now by relying on your own strength. If I stand Your position is probably already dead."

Shang Ziyan has a great background in the heaven world and is the leader of the Temple of Merit. There are countless monks who are willing to make friends with him, and the power he can use even exceeds that of many great saints in the weak world.

However, there are very few monks who dare to make friends with Zhang Ruochen and dare to help Zhang Ruochen.

Shang Ziyan added: "With my strength, if I personally kill you, I will definitely be sure of it. But this time, I want to be sure of it, so I invited a few more friends to come over."

"Nothing in the world is absolutely certain."

Zhang Ruochen was thinking about ways to escape while talking to Shang Ziyan.

Fairy Wuying sent a message to Shang Ziyan and said: "I have lost contact with Qingjin. It is very likely that Zhang Ruochen has suppressed him."

"How is that possible?" Shang Ziyan's face turned solemn.

Could it be that Zhang Ruochen has other trump cards?

But what trump card can suppress Qing Jin’s holy soul? This is simply impossible! "Be careful, Zhang Ruochen is more troublesome than we thought." Fairy Wuying said.

In fact, they didn't know that Zhang Ruochen was feeling quite desperate at the moment, and even felt that he might die here today. However, Zhang Ruochen's will to fight has not disappeared. Even if he dies, he will hold them back.

Fairy Wuying moved her finger towards the scarlet bead, and then a piece of ghost mist escaped, making the world to the east of Zhang Ruochen dark, as if thick ink was surging.

In the ghost mist, there are hundreds of soul shadows floating, including humans, dragons, Suzakus, holy elephants..., each soul shadow is extremely powerful and fierce.

Zhang Ruochen took out the Emperor Yi's bone staff. On the top of the bone staff, the relics of the Buddha Emperor emitted golden Buddha light, purifying the ghost energy that was coming over.

However, what makes Zhang Ruochen feel uneasy is that those hundreds of soul shadows are not afraid of the Buddha Emperor's relics at all. It can be seen that when they are alive, they must be the overlord of one party.

"This woman must be Fairy Wuying, the leader of the soul world. Her strength alone is not something I can handle now." Zhang Ruochen frowned, preparing to burn his blood and fight to the death with them.

At this moment, an even more dazzling Buddha light emitted from the eastern horizon.

Sanskrit sounds filled the sky, boundless, like thousands of holy monks chanting sutras.

The eyes of Wuying Fairy, Shang Ziyan, Xunya, Liancheng Baili and others were slightly condensed, and they all looked to the east at the same time.

"She's here, and the Buddhist sect is finally ready to join in." Fairy Wuying's dark eyebrows frowned slightly.

Fairy Wuying has always had an enemy.

A year ago, Fairy Wuying encountered this enemy on her way to the Realm of Truth and was restrained by him, so she was unable to arrive. As a result, Zhang Ruochen had grown to the point where she was now so difficult to deal with.

Later, Fairy Wuying and Shang Ziyan analyzed together and both felt that the other party was deliberately restraining her to buy time for Zhang Ruochen to grow up.

After all, Saint Monk Xumi was kind to Buddhism and had a deep connection with Buddhism.

A beautiful woman wearing Buddhist robes, holding a jade purification bottle, walking on layers of Buddha light, walked from the end of heaven and earth.

She looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a red dot between her eyebrows. She is not as beautiful as the Wuying Fairy, but she gives people a sense of inviolability and holiness.

"It is indeed her, Fairy Cihang." Fairy Wuying said.

Fairy Cihang is also one of the nine fairies in the "Nine Immortals and Beauties". Her Dharma is boundless and she can suppress Fairy Wuying every time. She is Fairy Wuying's number one enemy.

Fairy Cihang's two slender jade fingers twisted the willow branches in the jade vase and waved them into the void.

Immediately, particles of golden spring water flew out, turned into hundreds of Buddha shadows, and poured into the ghost mist, purifying all the hundreds of fierce soul shadows.

There was a coldness in Fairy Wuying's eyes, and the cold air turned the ground under her feet into an ice sheet.

"Amitabha!"

Fairy Cihang's eyes were as deep as a blue pool, and her voice was clear and beautiful, giving people a sense of tranquility and far-reaching. She said, "You kill people in the Realm of Truth. Aren't you afraid of being punished?"

Shang Ziyan's face was extremely solemn, and the appearance of Fairy Cihang caught him off guard.

Since Fairy Cihang was able to find this place and break in, has she already informed the divine disciples of the Temple of Truth? Once the divine disciples from the Temple of Truth arrive, the consequences will be disastrous.

However, Shang Ziyan didn't want to miss this perfect opportunity to kill Zhang Ruochen, so he was quite hesitant.

Suddenly, a trumpet sounded: "Infinite Heavenly Lord."

A white light tore through the blood-red sky.

Immediately afterwards, a young man wearing Taoist robes descended from the sky, and a huge Bagua mark automatically formed under his feet. The topographic structure of this land seemed to have changed because of his arrival.

"Zhenyuan." Shang Ziyan's eyes narrowed.

Zhenyuan held a whisk and smiled slightly: "Brother Ziyan, you have crossed the bottom line by doing this. Do you really think that the Realm of Truth will not intervene?"

Zhang Ruochen looked puzzled and stared at Zhenyuan and Fairy Cihang quietly. Why are these two powerful figures from Taoism and Buddhism appearing here?

"Are they coming to save me? However, I don't seem to have any friendship with Taoists and Buddhists, and I didn't know them before." Zhang Ruochen did not rush to take action and continued to wait and see.

The relationship between the various forces in the heavenly world seems to be more complicated than he imagined.

When Zhenyuan appeared, Shang Ziyan had already realized that what was going on today was impossible, so he sent a message to Fairy Wuying, Swift Crow, Liancheng Baili, and Gongziyan to retreat immediately.

However, just as they were about to retreat, another powerful holy power broke through the blood-red sky.

Feng Xi appeared in mid-air and raised his voice: "You broke the rules of the Heaven of Truth and just want to walk away? You all go to the Temple of Truth with me and accept the trial."

Liancheng Baili sneered, "There are so many people who are not afraid of death. You think you are a great disciple because you are a divine disciple of the Temple of Truth. If you offend the Heavenly Killing Organization, even a god will have to die. What are you waiting for? Let's get together. Take action and get out."

Liancheng Baili pulled out a holy sword, and the sword turned into a beam of light and rushed out of the sky.

The mighty holy power burst out, with an invincible momentum on his body, and he attacked Feng Xi, preparing to kill the disciple of the God's Legend first, and then escape.

Zhang Ruochen sighed secretly: "It's so powerful. He is worthy of being the master of the first and second death angels. With the strength of this killer king, it should be difficult for the great sage to meet his opponent."

Zhang Ruochen was worried about Feng Xi, but he couldn't get involved in a battle of this level.

Feng Xi did not take action, did not even mobilize the holy energy, but gently shook his head.

Just when Liancheng Baili was puzzled, a large handprint passed through the blood-red sky and landed on him, like swatting a fly, suppressing him to the ground.

"Boom."

A large handprint crater hundreds of meters long appeared on the ground.

Liancheng Baili was lying at the bottom of the pit, covered in blood and unable to stand up.