God Emperor

"What's the other half?"

Even the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King became a little curious.

"Zhang Ruochen hasn't used all his strength yet," Xia Wen thought to himself.

"How is it possible? He is just an eight-step holy king. The fight with the emperor of the martial world to this level is already shocking. How can he still have reservations?" the long-faced emperor said in shock.

Xia Wenxin said: "In the Holy City of the Eastern Region, I once saw Zhang Ruochen take action, and he had a supreme holy weapon in his hand."

All the monks on White Bone Mountain were silent.

If so, an eight-step holy king possesses the supreme holy weapon, even in a head-on confrontation, he can pose a certain degree of threat to the powerful in the Dao Realm.

What's more, that Eight-step Saint King is Zhang Ruochen, the descendant of time and space.

"With the power of space and time, Zhang Ruochen is almost invincible. If he adds a supreme holy weapon, he can advance and attack, and retreat and defend."

The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King smiled and said: "This battle is becoming more and more interesting. Now it seems that Zhang Ruochen is indeed a big test for the emperor of the martial world."

Emperor Yun said: "The cultivation of the Emperor of the Martial Realm is much stronger than Zhang Ruochen, and he actually has the upper hand."

The monks present are not ordinary people who have been able to cultivate to the current state.

They know better than anyone that their own cultivation is truly powerful. Even if they can gain the upper hand by relying on external objects and magic, they will still fall into the inferior position.

The Emperor of the Martial Realm touched the blood stain on his cheek, his eyes became extremely sharp, and he couldn't help but glance in the direction of the White Bone Mountain, as if he had already seen Emperor Yun, King Nine Eyes, and others laughing at him and despising him. He was injured in a fight with an Eight-Step Saint King.

Zhang Ruochen noticed something and followed the gaze of the Emperor of the Martial Realm and glanced at the white clouds in the distance.

"Your strength is good, but from now on, you won't have any chance again."

The Emperor of the Martial Realm realized that his face was dull, and he was really angry, and he roared: "Every tree and grass are soldiers."

A golden mark appeared between his eyebrows, emitting a golden light as dazzling as the scorching sun. Wherever the golden light passed, everything on the ground turned into metal.

Rocks, grass, water, soil... all seemed to be made of gold, and flew up from the ground, condensing into twelve golden giants.

The aura exuded by each golden giant is no weaker than that of monks in the Tao realm.

Even without the suppression of the Gate of Destiny, it would be extremely difficult for Zhang Ruochen to defeat these twelve golden giants. What's more, the Gate of Destiny suppressed his strength four to five times.

"This person's combat power is not inferior to the Blood Bee Shura King who owns the Blood King Bee Swarm, but he is a terrifying figure. Moreover, is there an even more terrifying undead vampire master hidden in the secret?"

Zhang Ruochen used Space Teleportation and appeared dozens of miles away, rushing towards the Zhenyu Ancient Clan.

"It's not that easy to escape."

“The Midas turns gold into gold.”

The Emperor of the Martial Realm stood a little further away, and a mountain more than a thousand meters high in front of Zhang Ruochen turned into a metal mountain and flew up from the ground, attacking towards him.

This blow not only blocked Zhang Ruochen's path, but also forced him to retreat.

Zhang Ruochen stepped on the metal mountain with the soles of his feet and quickly climbed up, quickly reaching the top of the mountain. Then, he jumped and landed more than a hundred miles away, entering the area of ​​the ancient divine pattern.

Although those divine patterns were incomplete, their power was still extraordinary.

It is precisely because of these divine patterns that the masters of the Immortal Vampire Clan are blocked from the ancient Suppressing Prison Clan.

"Can't leave!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

…

Six golden figures descended from the sky in a row, blasting out six thick clouds of dust and smoke on the ground in front of Zhang Ruochen.

When the dust and smoke dispersed, Zhang Ruochen saw six golden giants, blocking all his escape routes according to a certain distance and direction.

Behind him, the Emperor of the Martial Realm and six other golden giants walked slowly.

"The maximum distance you can use space to move should not exceed a hundred miles, right? As long as you continue to escape into the Zhenyuan Ancient Clan, no matter how you use space to move, there will definitely be a golden warrior who will kill you in the blink of an eye. In front of you, you cannot perform a second spatial shift in the blink of an eye."

"And when you were fighting against that golden warrior, the attacks from me and the other golden warriors must have fallen on you."

"So, even if you are a descendant of time and space, there is no way to escape today."

The Gate of Destiny is suspended behind the Emperor of the Martial Realm, with iron ropes like steel dragons wrapped around his body. A dazzling golden glow emanates from his eyebrows. Every step he takes towards Zhang Ruochen is like a further ringing of the death knell.

Zhang Ruochen showed a smile and said: "Who told you that I wanted to escape? I retreated to the edge of the divine pattern formation. I just didn't want your companions to disturb the battle between us. To be precise, I didn't want to be there. When I was about to kill you, someone came to save you."

The eyes of the Emperor of the Martial Realm shrank, and then he smiled again: "Scare me? Play psychological warfare? Unfortunately, when the gap in cultivation is so obvious, playing psychological warfare has no meaning at all. Next, it's up to me Let’s end this battle today.”

"Wow."

The Emperor of the Martial Realm pressed his palm forward, and the chains wrapped around his body flew out in a winding motion.

At the same time, a golden beam of light flew out from between his eyebrows.

Wherever the beam flew, the rocks and soil on the ground immediately melted and turned into a golden river.

Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, formed a finger sword with his right hand, controlled Shen Yuan's ancient sword to fly out, collided with the chain, and then followed the chain and slashed towards the Emperor of the Martial Realm.

At the same time, the Qingtian Pagoda flew out and hovered above his head, emitting supreme power and protecting his whole body.

"Bang bang."

Whether it was the iron rope shot by the Emperor of the Martial Realm, the golden light beam flying out from his eyebrows, or the attacks made by those golden warriors, they were all blocked by the Supreme Power.

For a while, it was difficult for them to break through the defense formed by the Qingtian Pagoda.

On the White Bone Mountain, the emperor's sons and daughters, who had long known that Zhang Ruochen possessed the Supreme Sacred Artifact, all looked puzzled.

"Zhang Ruochen actually used the Supreme Sacred Artifact to defend himself. Is he so afraid of death?"

"It turns out that Zhang Ruochen is so stupid. If he is the emperor's son, he must use the supreme holy weapon to attack the martial emperor. Only the supreme holy weapon can hurt him. Using the supreme holy weapon to defend... Wow, this kind of thing Even if the defense can persist for a period of time, it will eventually be broken. After all, with his eight-step holy king's realm, it is impossible to continuously activate a supreme holy weapon."

"It seems that the victory or defeat has been decided, Xia Shenzi, this time, you really made a mistake."

Xia Wen thought: "It's too early to draw conclusions now. Didn't you see Zhang Ruochen move a sword to attack the emperor of the martial arts world?"

"Does Shenzi Xia think that the Emperor of the Martial Realm can't even block a sword from an eight-step holy king? Even if Zhang Ruochen has cultivated the sword soul, he will not be able to defeat an opponent like the Emperor of the Martial Realm. Chance to win.”

Xia Wenxin remained silent again, staring closely at the sword flying towards the Emperor of the Martial Realm.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword drags a long sword light and keeps spinning. Countless sharp sword swords fly around the sword body, like a black rain of swords, heading straight for all the vital points around the Emperor of the Martial World.

"Ignorant, this level of attack is of no use to me. But this sword seems to be of good quality, so I'll accept it!"

The Emperor of the Martial Realm laughed, raised his right hand and pressed the five fingers in the air, and the powerful power of the Holy Dao surged out, shattering all the swords and turning them invisible.

Just this move is enough to scare countless masters in the Tao realm.

"The tactics of moving troops."

Immediately afterwards, the Emperor of the Martial Realm used a mysterious holy technique to directly seize Shen Yuan's ancient sword in his hand and suppress it in his palm.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword trembled violently, but he could not break free.

"It's actually a holy sword made from the material of creation. It's great. It may not be possible to turn it into a supreme holy weapon in the future." The emperor of the martial world was surprised and happy.

Seeing the joyful expression of the Emperor of the Martial Realm, Zhang Ruochen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "You dare to take away the sword of the descendant of time and space, you are too careless!"

"What's the meaning?"

The emperor of the martial world instinctively realized that something was wrong. The next moment, his whole body trembled and he felt a strong sense of weakness spread throughout his body.

"Bang bang."

Because he became weak, the Emperor of the Martial Realm could no longer control the twelve golden warriors.

They all exploded and turned into golden powder.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword broke free from the suppression of the Emperor of the Martial Realm, made a "zheng" sound, and flew back into Zhang Ruochen's hand. Holding the sword, Zhang Ruochen used spatial movement and appeared next to the emperor of the martial world.

"It's the power of time... You used the power of time to cut off my longevity... The power of time is attached to that sword..."

The Emperor of the Martial Realm was extremely angry, but he knew that in his current state, he could never be Zhang Ruochen's opponent, so he attached a talisman to his body and quickly stepped back.

"Not bad. You figured out what the problem was so quickly. It seems like you have quite a lot of combat experience. It's amazing."

Zhang Ruochen slashed with his sword horizontally, and before the Emperor of the Martial Realm could retreat, his body was cut into two pieces at the waist, with blood flying everywhere.

However, with the abnormal vitality of the undead vampires, this sword obviously has not killed the emperor of the martial world.

Zhang Ruochen quickly stepped forward, ready to strike again.

On the Bone Mountain, a smile appeared on Xia Wenxin's handsome face: "So this is Zhang Ruochen's killing move. The emperor of the martial arts world is still somewhat capable. At least he has tested Zhang Ruochen's trump card."

Xia Wenxin flicked her fingers, and the God-Destroying Cross Shield flew out from her fingertips and turned into a huge cross a hundred feet long, shining blood red for thousands of miles around.

Divine patterns flowed on the cross shield, and it could be faintly seen that a god was crucified on it, and the divine blood turned into rivers, flowing between the sky and the earth.

"Boom."

The God-Destroying Cross Shield was inserted into the ground beside Zhang Ruochen, causing earth and rocks to fly.

At this moment, the space is frozen.

The ancient Shen Yuan sword that Zhang Ruochen raised was only an inch away from being able to penetrate the forehead of the emperor of the martial world. However, he became still, as if petrified.

"The descendant of time and space is fixed in space. It's just as ridiculous as the Holy Monk Xumi. He was obviously the controller of time and space, but he was exiled into the river of time. Haha." The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King laughed loudly.