God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen was also shocked. He never expected that Zhen Miao would be so powerful when he went berserk.

It’s no wonder that Zhang Ruochen was surprised. From the moment he met Zhenmiao Taoist, this old guy’s cultivation level was quite advanced, reaching the realm of the Seven-Step Saint King. However, he was a coward when he met Zhang Ruochen who had just entered the realm of the Saint King. They will all run for their lives.

Not only was he suppressed once by Zhang Ruochen and Xiang Chunan using the magic crown, but he was also sealed by the "Secret Code of Time and Space" and was even almost beaten to death by King Yan.

Because of this, Zhang Ruochen underestimated its strength.

However, since Zhang Ruochen rescued it from a half-dead state, Zhen Miao has become a little different. As it said, it inexplicably remembered some strange things.

This is a wonderful first transformation! The second transformation occurred after Zhenmiao obtained the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror.

Ever since he got the Zijin Bagua Mirror, this old guy has become a little unpredictable, making it even harder for Zhang Ruochen to see through it.

The third transformation occurred this year.

This year, Zhenmiao and Xiao Hei together defeated all the dojos in Guanghan Realm.

Zhang Ruochen came out of seclusion and saw Zhenmiao again, and found that it was no longer afraid of Xiao Hei, who could release the power of the Great Sage, and its cultivation level had advanced further, reaching the level of the Eight-Step Saint King.

All of this shows that this old guy is probably more than just a hundred-thousand-year-old holy medicine, and may have a huge secret hidden in him.

This secret is probably related to the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror.

"Today is the day when the poor Taoist will shock the world. You bunch of ants, all come here to die."

The wonderful little Taoist grabbed the purple-gold Bagua mirror and attacked the group of holy kings who were activating the doomsday staff. He was majestic and majestic, as if he was a different person.

Xiao Hei, who was rescuing people, felt very unhappy and cursed secretly: "What are you so proud of? What the hell are you doing? If I am in charge of a supreme holy weapon, I can crush everything. I release my holy power, It will scare them all."

Zhang Ruochen saw that the little Taoist Zhenmiao was full of fighting spirit and looked like he was overwhelming the world with his strength. He was too lazy to do anything anymore. He separated out a series of mental clones and began to collect various holy weapons and soldiers on the battlefield, as well as those in heaven. A storage vessel worn by a world monk.

Especially the Sword of Judgment of Life and Death, which is at the level of the Seven-Glory and Thousand-Patterned Sacred Artifact, Zhang Ruochen went to collect it in his true form.

A Seven-Glory Thousand-Pattern Sacred Artifact is worth more than 100 million holy stones, and even the Nine-Step Saint King may not own one.

"Boom."

The ground shook violently.

The Purple Gold Bagua Mirror collided with the Holy Staff of Doom, making a soft crackling sound. The Holy Staff actually cracked, shattered, and flew out into pieces of crystal.

"The Holy Rod of Doom was actually...destroyed..."

"Is the Supreme Sacred Artifact really unstoppable?"

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The purple brilliance gushing out from the mirror rushed towards the Holy Kings who activated the Holy Rod of Doom.

"Bang bang."

The bodies of those holy kings were all broken into pieces and turned into powder.

In front of the Supreme Saint Artifact, even the Holy King is quite fragile and vulnerable.

The saint kings who were still alive in the paradise world dared to continue fighting against the Zhenmiao Taoist. All of them, including Kun and Yutian, fled towards the center of the island.

The wonderful little Taoist chased him and shouted: "I want to kill you today to establish my authority and then become famous all over the world. You guys are stepping stones and you still want to escape?"

This is a rather strange scene. A Taoist who is only the size of a fist is chasing a group of kings from the heaven.

Especially Kun, his huge body is in sharp contrast to the Zhenmiao Taoist.

Seeing it getting closer and closer, Kun roared: "People from the older generation cannot take action in the Realm of Truth. That is breaking the rules of the Temple of Truth, and you will die miserably."

The cultivation level of Zhenmiao Little Taoist is too profound and far surpasses theirs, so Kun thinks that it is an elder figure from Guanghan Realm or Kunlun Realm.

Gai Tianjiao also shouted: "Do you still have the rules of the Temple of Truth in your eyes? Seniors, don't be afraid of them. They set the trap to deal with us first. Even if we kill them all, the Temple of Truth will not do anything to you."

Even Gai Tianjiao thinks that Zhenmiao is a famous senior figure in the Guanghan world.

However, Zhang Ruochen knew that Zhenmiao did not belong to any realm. It was a 100,000-year-old holy medicine native to the Heaven of Truth and was not bound by the rules set by the Temple of Truth for all realms.

"Boom."

A blast of supreme power struck Kun's back.

"Snapped!"

There were cracks in Kun's golden sacred armor. His body, as big as a hill, was blown dozens of miles away and fell towards the center of the island. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead?

Zhang Ruochen collected all the treasures before walking towards Xiao Hei, Gai Tianjiao and others.

All the monks who were still alive in Kunlun Realm were rescued, fifty-three in total. Others have died completely, turned into blood and mud, or their souls are gone.

I don't know if they thought Zhang Ruochen was omnipotent, but Chi Wansui and the Demon Rat took back a pile of bones and some severed hands and feet and put them aside. They stared at Zhang Ruochen eagerly, as if they thought Zhang Ruochen could turn the bones into a living person again, or he could turn the owner of a severed hand back into shape.

Zhang Ruochen naturally doesn't have that much ability, even if he can master the green lotus seeds.

The fifty-three monks from Kunlun Realm were all seriously injured. They stared at Zhang Ruochen, each of them with different eyes.

Some are happy, some are reverent, and some are ashamed...

Some of them spoke rudely to Zhang Ruochen at the Tianluo Dojo, claiming that the attack on the Xumi Dojo would be the same with or without Zhang Ruochen. One more person would not be more, and one less person would not be less.

Facts have proved that if it were not for Zhang Ruochen, they would all have died here.

Some of these monks may be worse than dead, being tortured, or suffering the pain of having their souls drained and refining their souls.

"Thank you... for helping me..."

The first person to speak was a young female saint with a pure and beautiful appearance. The holy clothes on her body were all stained with blood, and there was a deep blood mark on her face, which was as white as jade.

This girl's name is Wan Huayu, she is Wan Zhiyi's only daughter, and she has some interactions with Zhang Ruochen.

Once upon a time, Wan Huayu had the same strength as Zhang Ruochen and was a powerful figure in the Ministry of War. However, over the years, the gap between the two has become as big as heaven and earth.

If anything, Wan Huayu only admired and admired Zhang Ruochen before.

So now, Wan Huayu felt a little in awe.

This is a man even more powerful than her father!

"Thank you!"

"Zhang Ruochen, I owe you a huge favor this time, and I will definitely pay you back in the future."

…

The monks whose injuries were not particularly serious stood up and saluted Zhang Ruochen.

Bu Qianfan saw that several monks were seriously injured and could no longer hold on. He quickly walked out and said, "Save them. I believe they will remember your kindness. We are not enemies. This unfair, unkind, and unkind foreign country, since we can fight side by side, we are Paoze."

Bu Qianfan had seen Zhang Ruochen's methods and knew that he could save these people.

Zhang Ruochen stared deeply at Bu Qianfan and said, "You owe me this favor."

Bu Qianfan is not only a genius with extremely high qualifications, but also a very tenacious character and spiritual will, and his future achievements are limitless.

Zhang Ruochen has always regarded him, Han Qiu, A Le, Murong Yue, and several people from the Nine Realms as the leaders of the human race of their time, mainly because their spiritual will is strong enough.

Bu Qianfan's advantage lies in his attainments in the art of war.

In this regard, not only Han Qiu and the others can compare, but even Zhang Ruochen cannot compare!

That kind of real war is not a battle between a few people, nor a group fight of dozens of people, but a battle between tens of millions or hundreds of millions of monks. People like Bu Qianfan can be of great use.

Even if such a talent cannot be conquered, he will still owe a huge debt of gratitude.

How could he not return him when he was needed?

Zhang Ruochen took out a green lotus seed and injected it with holy energy. Suddenly the lotus seed was like a green lamp, emitting a bright yet soft brilliance.

After a while, all fifty-three seriously injured monks from the Kunlun Realm recovered. All pain disappeared, their energy was full, and the previous battle seemed like a dream.

This feeling is quite amazing!

Everyone looked at Zhang Ruochen again, with something different in their eyes.

If they were just in awe and gratitude before, now they are more filled with admiration and sincerity.

Just as they were about to say words of gratitude, Zhang Ruochen interrupted them first and said, "Don't say anything, God Demon Rat, take them out of here."

Wan Huayu said: "No, father and the others, along with most of the monks from Kunlun Realm, should still be fighting desperately deep in the island. How can we escape alone?"

"Equality of all beings cannot be enabled. You staying here will have no effect at all. If you go to the depths of the island, you will just die in vain." Zhang Ruochen said unceremoniously.

Wan Hua said: "The equality of all living beings cannot be enabled, because this is not the real Sumeru Dojo at all, but a fake dojo condensed by the magic of heaven. Father and the others retreated to the island to find the true dojo."

"As long as we find the real Xumi Dojo, we can realize the equality of all living beings. As long as we find the treasure left by the holy monk Xumi, we can control the ancient space inscriptions and time imprints in the dojo, and we may not be able to turn defeat into victory."

Zhang Ruochen said: "In the illusion, it is not easy to find a real dojo? Hey... why didn't the strong man who arranged the illusion array launch an illusion attack?"

It stands to reason that someone who can arrange such a powerful illusion array must be a person with extremely strong mental power who can use illusions to control the situation.

When Zhang Ruochen and Zhenmiao Taoist went on a killing spree, they were not attacked by illusions, and not even a simple illusion appeared. It was really weird.

Zhang Ruochen looked around, but did not see Ye Honglei's figure. He suddenly looked thoughtful.

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