God Emperor

The green soul mist below the Qiankun Realm is vast and thick, showing that Qing Jin's holy soul must be extremely powerful. If it weren't for the Qiankun Realm, Zhang Ruochen would definitely not be able to deal with it now.

In the soul mist, Qing Jin's voice sounded: "Let's talk!"

Qing Jin's spiritual will has not dissipated, but it seems quite weak.

Zhang Ruochen said: "There is nothing to talk about between us, right?"

"not necessarily."

Qing Jin said: "I once ranked first in the "Holy King's Merit List". The skills I practiced ranked among the top ten in all the worlds. I mastered a variety of intermediate holy arts and even high-level holy arts. . And the amount of wealth I possess is beyond your imagination, exceeding that of some great saints. Aren’t you interested in all of this?”

"Not interested." Zhang Ruochen said.

In fact, Zhang Ruochen was still quite shocked. This person turned out to be the strongest person ranked first in the "Holy King Merit List". Reaching that height is definitely more difficult than cultivating a great sage.

You must have supreme talent and unparalleled luck to be able to do it.

After a long silence, Qing Jin said again: "I once discovered a secret realm in the universe, which contains the inheritance of gods. You should be interested in this, right?"

"Where is that secret realm?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was interested in the inheritance of gods, Qing Jin was immediately happy and said: "You first remove the world that suppresses me, so that we can have a better discussion."

Zhang Ruochen smiled lightly.

He knows very well that even if there is a true inheritance from God, most of it has been taken away by the ashes. How can it still be preserved in the secret realm of the universe?

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to listen to Qing Jin's continued talk and took out the Emperor Yi Bone Staff.

Qing Jin didn't hear Zhang Ruochen's response and quickly said: "That secret realm of the universe not only contains the inheritance of gods, but also the supreme holy artifact and the heavenly holy elixir."

Zhang Ruochen turned a deaf ear and mobilized his mental power to enter the skull of Emperor Yi's Bone Staff.

The intensity of his mental power increased by leaps and bounds, reaching the fifty-seventh level, and Zhang Ruochen was ready to formally communicate with the evil spirits in the bone staff.

Entering the skull, Zhang Ruochen seemed to have entered a cold and dark little world, where evil forces were constantly surging in, trying to devour his spiritual power.

That evil force contained the holy power of the Great Sage. Zhang Ruochen was not relaxed and was under tremendous pressure.

The Yi Huang Bone Staff was originally made from the backbone and head of a great sage, and the power of the great sage still remained inside. Every ray of the Great Sage's power is like a river of light, floating in front of Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

In the darkness, an extremely majestic and ear-splitting laughter sounded: "Zhezhe! Boy, your spiritual clone dared to enter my head. You are really not afraid of death."

"call."

In the small dark world, a hunting wind blows.

Wisps of black mist gathered together, condensing into a skull hundreds of feet high, and opened its mouth, trying to swallow Zhang Ruochen's mental clone.

"It's just a remnant soul. Do you really think that you are still the great sage who once shook the world?"

Zhang Ruochen stretched his palm forward, and dozens of thunderbolts suddenly condensed and hit the skull, splitting the skull until it let out a series of miserable roars.

That skull is the incarnation of evil spirits.

The black skull was nearly shattered by thunder and lightning, and had to fly backwards, making a vicious voice: "Damn it, if the emperor's holy soul had not been scattered, even if only 10% of it was preserved, you would still be able to survive. You can’t die without wishing for it.”

Immediately afterwards, the evil spirit mobilized the power of the great saint in the small dark world, and rivers of light converged towards it, like thousands of holy dragons flying around it.

Zhang Ruochen became cautious, knowing that it was the power of the Great Sage. Even if it was quite thin, it still had the terrifying power to destroy the world.

Zhang Ruochen attracted the power of the Buddha Emperor's relics, and suddenly, the dazzling golden Buddha light shone in this small dark world, purifying the evil atmosphere here.

Under the illumination of the Buddha's light, the evil spirit seemed to be in great pain. With an angry roar, it knocked out all the power of the great saint.

The power of the Great Sage also emerged from the Buddha Emperor's relics, and it became more powerful. Under Zhang Ruochen's mobilization, it collided with the power of the Great Sage played by the evil spirits.

"Boom."

The black skull let out a scream, flew backwards, and fell apart.

"Don't use the power of Buddha to purify me. I can surrender to you."

The torn black skull condensed into a black figure, bowing timidly to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's body emitted rays of golden light, like a sacred Bodhisattva, and he said solemnly: "Aren't you a great sage? How could you surrender to me so easily?"

The black figure knew that his life and death was in Zhang Ruochen's hands, so he said: "The Great Sage has fallen long ago, and even the Holy Soul has been scattered. I am just a powerful person in the soul world who used the remnant soul of the Great Sage to refine a evil spirit."

Those who have the heart of a great sage will not yield to others.

No creature that has cultivated into a great saint will yield in front of God, let alone a saint king.

Zhang Ruochen continued to test it and said in a deep voice: "Kneel down for me."

Emperor Yi's evil spirit was slightly shaken, the evil energy in his body was vomiting, and he wanted to fight Zhang Ruochen to the death. However, as the power of the Great Sage accumulated in Zhang Ruochen, Yihuang Evil Spirit knew that there was no chance of winning, so he finally bent his legs and knelt in front of him.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Since you are an evil spirit refined using the remnant soul of the Great Sage, you should still retain some of your spiritual will. You must be quite unconvinced when you kneel down to me. Right?"

"No. The master is a genius of a generation, and his future achievements are limitless. It is an honor for me to be able to practice with the master." Yihuang Xieling said.

"Whether what you say is true or false, I will believe you for now. From now on, I will definitely let you understand that it is indeed your honor to practice with me."

After a pause, Zhang Ruochen said again: "Huang Yi, right? As long as you obey me, not only will I not destroy you, but I will also provide you with a large number of holy souls to make you stronger. Even if you reach the realm of the Great Sage again in the future, It’s impossible. Now, give me half of your soul.”

"If I hand over half of my soul to you, wouldn't you be able to make me disappear at any time?" Yi Huang Evil Spirit said.

A large amount of Buddha's light converged on Zhang Ruochen's palm, and then he said: "I can make you disappear into ashes now."

Emperor Yi's evil spirit fell into silence. After a while, half of the soul was separated, condensed into a black ball, and handed to Zhang Ruochen.

The aura of Emperor Yi's evil spirit has weakened by half. It was originally comparable to the creatures at the peak of the Six-step Holy King, but now it can only barely reach the level of the Six-step Holy King.

Zhang Ruochen took the soul ball, nodded with satisfaction, and left the small dark world.

"As long as you always control half of the evil spirit's soul, you won't be afraid of being backlashed by it. Now, you can finally be bold and confident and let it refine and devour the holy soul of Qing Ember."

Zhang Ruochen did not communicate with Qing Jin, but directly took away 1% of the green soul mist that was suppressed below the Qiankun Realm, and penetrated it into the Yihuang Bone Staff.

Even though it was only 1%, the spiritual will contained in the soul mist was still quite strong. Zhang Ruochen and Yi Huang's evil spirit teamed up to suppress it.

The cyan soul mist filled the inside of the small dark world. For a while, the Yihuang evil spirit could not completely devour and refine it, so it had to wait.

So, taking advantage of this period of time, Zhang Ruochen took out the long beard left by Saint Monk Xumi.

The long beard, about three feet long, emits a glistening white light, and has strong Buddhist power gushing out.

The first time he came into contact with Changxu, Zhang Ruochen detected an independent space inside Changxu. But because Qianxing Tiannu was present, there was no time to go in and investigate.

"I don't know how far the cultivation of Saint Monk Xumi reached back then. A single beard can give birth to a small world."

Zhang Ruochen's figure disappeared and turned into a speck of light, entering the small world in the long beard.

"Wow——"

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen came to a world with a long and narrow space structure. There was sky and earth, and it could continuously absorb the holy energy of heaven and earth from the outside.

It took Zhang Ruochen half an hour to walk from one end of the small world to the other.

"Three thousand six hundred miles long."

Zhang Ruochen raised his head, opened his eyes between his eyebrows, and looked at the sky above his head. I saw that on the sky, there were countless rules of time and space, densely packed and numerous.

"Sure enough, this small world is constructed by the rules of time and space. Understanding the rules of time and space here is enough to make my time and space skills advance by leaps and bounds." Zhang Ruochen said with a smile.

Suddenly, something moved in his heart, and the vague feeling that had appeared before appeared again!

Something seemed to be calling him from beneath the earth beneath his feet.

The feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

"Bang."

About three feet away from Zhang Ruochen, the soil cracked, and a blue lotus seed flew out, suspended in the air, like a blue moon, emitting a dazzling green brilliance, turning the entire small world into blue.

Lotus seeds contain majestic vitality, allowing lotuses to grow in the desolate little world, exuding a charming fragrance.

"Why is there a lotus seed?"

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his palm and grabbed it into the void. The green lotus seeds immediately flew into his palm, and all the brilliance was restrained.

Zhang Ruochen carefully studied the green lotus seed and found that its interior contained extremely rich life energy. Other than that, nothing special.

After thinking about it carefully, Zhang Ruochen took the lotus seeds and walked out of the small world inside Changxu, waved his hand to open the formation in the weapon refining pavilion, and called in Zhenmiao Taoist and Xiao Hei.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I just got a special treasure and want to test its power."

"Treasure, what treasure?"

Xiao Hei's eyes became extraordinarily bright, and he rubbed his two paws with an impatient expression.

Zhang Ruochen opened his palms, and green lotus seeds were suspended in his palms, greener than emerald.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If you don't cut off your own heads, I wonder if I can let you be decapitated and reborn?"

Hearing this, the little Taoist Zhenmiao turned around and ran away, feeling that Zhang Ruochen clearly wanted to eat one of its legs... No, he probably wanted to eat its head.