God Emperor

Chi Kunlun and Chi Kongle's combat prowess can be said to be outstanding. In the same realm, they can fight a group with one person.

If they were not too young and their understanding of holy arts and holy ways was far inferior to that of Shang Ziyan, it might not be as simple as blocking Shang Ziyan's twenty-three swords.

The crimson holy sword in Shang Ziyan's hand is called the "Chi Zi Sword". It is a rather special ancient artifact relic of the gods.

The material for making the sword was dug out from an ancient mine. It was a strange type of magic iron. It had given birth to innate wisdom and liked to devour blood.

The more blood it absorbs, the stronger the alien magic iron becomes.

This aspect is quite similar to the blood-dropping sword refined from the Divine Body of Creation in the hands of Queen Chi Yao.

The only difference is that what the alien magic iron likes most is the blood of newborn babies.

It is for this reason that it is called "The Pure Sword".

The so-called "child" refers to a newborn baby.

The former owner of the Pure Sword was a fallen demon god in the heaven world. He used the blood of 88.88 million newborn babies to cultivate the Pure Sword to its current level.

It is said that the blood of 888.88 million newborn babies is needed to refine the Pure Sword to the level of a supreme holy weapon.

Precisely because the Pure Sword is extremely special, it possesses quite strange power.

The sword energy invaded Chi Kunlun and Chi Kongle's bodies from the wounds, destroying their physical bodies.

Chi Kunlun's body emits divine light; Chi Kongle's body emits five-color brilliance. Their bodies of true gods and five elements of chaos seemed to be destroyed.

"If Zhang Ruochen is still alive, you may still be of some use. Since Zhang Ruochen is dead, I will send you on your way!"

Shang Zixuan shook his head slightly and raised the Pure Sword...

"Huh!"

Sensing a wave of life, Shang Ziyan stared at Zhang Ruochen and Lianhua above the Buddha statue, showing a puzzled look, and said to himself: "Was it an illusion just now?"

"Swish."

At this moment, Jiutian Xuannv shot out two red caltrops with countless inscriptions flowing on them, wrapped them around Chi Kunlun and Chi Kongle, and rescued them.

Immediately afterwards, she held up the Confucian Holy Book, manifested words the size of a dustpan, and printed them towards Shang Ziyan.

Shang Zixuan was very interested in Jiutian Xuannv. He did not intend to kill her. He just held the Chizi Sword horizontally, put his finger on the sword body, and flicked it lightly.

"Bang."

A sonorous explosion sounded.

On the sword body, various mysterious and complex lines emerged, spurting out a piece of crimson sky fire and a touch of divine power. The two combined together and turned into tens of thousands of baby shadows, fiercely confronting the words of Confucian Ancestor's holy book. bump.

The cry of the baby and the roar of the battle resounded throughout the Xumi Dojo.

"Wow——"

Shang Ziyan did not stand in a stalemate with Jiutian Xuannv. He flashed and flew towards the head of the Buddha statue.

A large number of holy kings in the heaven world were suppressed in Zhang Ruochen's silver book. They must be rescued no matter what.

Secondly, Shang Ziyan had a very strong natural spiritual sense and instinctively felt that the lotus flower should be an extraordinary treasure. Perhaps it was because Zhang Ruochen was not good enough to be recognized by Lotus that he ended up where he was now.

As the leader of the Temple of Merit, Shang Ziyan felt that with his luck and talent, any rare treasure would definitely be recognized as its master.

After smashing the phantoms of the babies, Jiutian Xuannv raised her snow-white head and looked upward with an unbelievable expression, "Why didn't the lotus reject Shang Ziyan? Could it be that...it was born just waiting for Shang Ziyan to pick it?" ? How could Shang Ziyan’s luck be so strong?

"Chichi."

As Shang Ziyan gradually approached the lotus, the silver roots wrapped around the Buddha statue became brighter.

All the silver light converges towards the lotus.

Seeing this scene, the kings of heaven became excited.

"If the lotus shines brightly, it must recognize Mr. Ziyan as the master."

"Only the true pride of heaven is qualified to obtain the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth. It's ridiculous that Zhang Ruochen doesn't know how high the sky is and how high he is. He can only waste his life by trying to take it."

"The lotus shines for thousands of miles and must be a treasure in heaven and earth."

…

Suddenly, something happened.

The dazzling light in the lotus quickly surged toward Zhang Ruochen's body.

That shriveled body, like a dead tree springing back to life, quickly rejuvenated, its skin swelled, and its white hair turned black again.

In the end, Zhang Ruochen's body became radiant, spurting out strong life energy, and the glow enveloped the entire Xumi Dojo.

Shang Zixuan was obviously shocked, and then gave up the lotus, changed the target, mobilized the holy energy to flow into the Pure Sword, dragged out a dazzling red sword light, and struck Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes regained their vitality and he raised his arm to strike.

During the movement of the palm, the power of the Vulcan Armguard and Vulcan Gloves burst out, colliding with the Ako Sword.

"Bang."

Fire bursts.

Powerful energy. Escape outward.

Shang Ziyan flew back and fell to the ground, denting the ground and turning it into large, ragged pits.

On the top of the Buddha statue, Zhang Ruochen's body only shook slightly and stabilized.

Zhang Ruochen looked at his palms and said to himself: "My blood also circulated in the lotus. After flowing back into my body, it seems to have enhanced my physical strength a lot."

All the rules of the holy way have flowed back to the sea of ​​​​qi and turned into a river reaching the sky again. The number of rules has more than doubled to 430,000.

The increase in number is second, and most importantly, the number of time rules and space rules is actually close to five thousand.

You must know that the Tao of Time and the Tao of Space are extremely difficult to comprehend. Before this, Zhang Ruochen spent an unknown amount of time and energy and only comprehended more than two hundred Tao.

It is precisely because the number of time rules and space rules is too small that Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level cannot be improved quickly.

With the help of Lotus, this problem has been greatly improved.

"My cultivation level should have reached the realm of the five-step holy king, and I am not far away from the six-step holy king." The corners of Zhang Ruochen's mouth turned up slightly.

The number of rules for the Holy Path of the Four-Step Saint King is approximately one hundred thousand.

The number of rules for the Holy Path of the Five-Step Saint King is approximately 300,000.

The number of rules of the Six-Step Saint King's holy path is approximately five hundred thousand.

As for the Seven-Step Holy King, the span is quite huge, and it requires at least a million rules of the Holy Path to reach that level.

In the Xumi Dojo, all the monks looked at the figure above the Buddha statue, and they were all surprised.

A dead person actually came back to life?

Shang Ziyan stood at the bottom of the dusty pit, his eyebrows twisted. The hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and his fingers were extremely painful.

In that encounter just now, he was at an absolute disadvantage.

After returning from the dead, Zhang Ruochen became more powerful than before.

"Perhaps, only if the three corpses attack together can they have a chance to defeat him." Shang Ziyan thought to himself.

Shang Ziyan practiced the "Three Corpses Refining Way", and the three corpses he cultivated were the "Yuan Corpse" who was in charge of the colorful merit monument, the "Flame Corpse" who was in charge of the Pure Sword, and the "Cold Corpse" who was in charge of the Ten Thousand Refining Tower.

"That lotus must be a rare treasure."

Yuan Zhi and Han Zhi rushed over and gathered with Yan Zhi.

The three Shang Ziyans used their attack methods at the same time, hitting Zhang Ruochen on top of the Buddha statue, trying to seize the lotus.

Zhenmiao and Xiaohei, who had fought against Yuan Zhi before, and Xue Wuye and Li Di Monk, who had fought against Han Zhi, were still far away and had no time to save Zhang Ruochen.

Under the Buddha statue, the Nine Heavens Xuannv held up the Confucian holy book, and millions of words flew out of the pages.

But those words were instantly defeated by the Colorful Merit Monument, the Ten Thousand Refining Tower, and the Pure Sword.

Seeing three powerful forces, they were about to hit Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen leaned down calmly, picked off the lotus, and mobilized the holy energy and space rules to inject it into the lotus.

Immediately, bright brilliance emerged from the twelve petals of the lotus, and space rules flew out together with the brilliance and scattered on the ground.

In the Xumi Dojo, the spatial inscriptions left by the holy monk Xumi emerged one after another, both on the ground and in the sky, intertwined like a spider web.

Through the lotus, Zhang Ruochen can control this space inscription.

"stop."

Zhang Ruochen read out a sentence.

At this moment, the space in the Xumi Dojo froze, and the colorful merit monuments, Wanlian Pagoda, and the Pure Sword that flew towards them all stopped in mid-air, only a few feet away from Zhang Ruochen.

"go back."

With a wave of Zhang Ruochen's palm, a spatial storm emerged and turned into a circular air wave, knocking the Five-Colored Merit Monument, the Wanlian Pagoda, and the Pure Sword all flying backwards.

"Boom!"

Shang Ziyan's Yuan Corpse, Flame Corpse, and Cold Corpse all erupted into lightning speed and dodged away.

However, the kings of the heaven realm were not so lucky. More than a dozen of them died under this wave of attacks, and countless others were injured.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The reaction speed is quite fast, let's see if you can still be that fast next time."

The lotus flower once again showed its dazzling light.

The space in Xumi Dojo shook slightly, and space vortexes appeared one after another.

Shang Ziyan's expression changed drastically, and he shouted: "Kings of the heaven world, please leave the Xumi Dojo immediately."

The kings of the heaven world are not stupid. They all see that Zhang Ruochen has mastered the lotus and can mobilize the spatial inscriptions left by the holy monk Xumi in the dojo. He is invincible.

While they were escaping quickly towards the dojo, space cracks flew out of those space vortices.

"Swish."

Each space crack is only the size of a palm, but the number is huge.

The sound of tearing and screams echoed through the Xumi Dojo.

It only lasted for a breath, and hundreds of corpses of the holy kings of the heaven fell down, turning this sacred Buddhist ashram into a bloody and terrifying Shura slaughterhouse.

Shang Ziyan's flaming corpse was hit by a space crack, and a blood hole the size of a bowl appeared on his chest, causing the body to penetrate.

Shang Ziyan's cold corpse was hit by three space cracks, half of his head was cut off, and his brains flowed out.

Only Shang Ziyan's corpse was intact.

The three-color treasure armor on Yuan Zhi's body and the five-color merit tablet in his hand can resist the power of space. The palm-sized space cracks merged automatically before they flew in front of him.

It is precisely because of the special power of the Five-Colored Merit Monument that Shang Ziyan was actually the one who protected a group of holy kings from the heavenly realm and escaped from the Xumi Dojo.

Looking at Zhang Ruochen standing on top of the Buddha statue in the distance, even the Holy King couldn't help but tremble. Now even if they were killed, they would not dare to step into the Sumeru Dojo again.