God Emperor

"not good."

The expression of the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King suddenly changed, and a shadow fell over his heart.

Immediately, he took out the ancient mirror, which was at the level of a supreme holy weapon, and tried his best to stimulate the supreme power inside the ancient mirror.

"Click."

The Yin-Yang Tai Chi pattern formed by the Blood-Drip Sword and Shen Yuan's Ancient Sword was sharp and sharp, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal. It could easily split the Saint-Destroying Battleship in half, like two steel mountains falling downwards.

In an instant, a large number of undead vampire monks were shattered by the sword energy, and their bodies and spirits were wiped out.

"Boom."

Two loud bangs.

Two pieces of the Holy Warship fell to the ground, creating two large craters and causing the earth to shake.

"Wow."

The ancient mirror shines with bright light, countless inscriptions are intertwined, and the supreme power condenses into a sparkling divine sea, blocking the front of the Blood Drop Sword and the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword, seeming to imprison them.

However, the Yin-Yang Tai Chi pattern flew over in a rotation, breaking through the supreme power with a devastating force, causing the divine sea to shatter and open.

The tip of the bloody sword struck the center of the ancient mirror, sending it flying backwards.

"Crack."

It can be clearly seen that there are several cracks on the ancient mirror, and the damage is more serious.

However, taking this opportunity, the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King escaped far enough to avoid being attacked by the Yin-Yang Liangyi Sword Formation.

Just when the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King wanted to take back the ancient mirror, Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of space, stretched out a palm, and grabbed it from the air.

Immediately, a palm print dozens of feet long appeared in the sky above the ancient mirror, and a space vortex appeared in the palm. The ancient mirror with the dimmed inscriptions was grabbed and suppressed by force with the power of space.

Although the ancient mirror is a supreme sacred instrument, the damage is quite serious and there is no artifact spirit, so suppressing it is not difficult.

Seeing the ancient mirror being taken away, the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King's eyes almost burst out of his sockets, and he roared: "Return the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror to me."

The Holy Mountain of Bones has been half destroyed. If he loses the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror again, his loss this time will be too great. How can he compete with the undead vampires and even the talented monsters of other ethnic groups in the hell world in the future?

"Okay, I'll give it back to you."

The spiritual energy and holy energy between heaven and earth gathered towards Zhang Ruochen and rushed into the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror.

A large number of inscriptions appeared on the surface of the ancient mirror. Each one was extremely clear. The terrifying power of the Supreme was surging and surging, far better than in the hands of the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King.

"Oops!"

The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King's pupils were constricted and his heart was palpitating.

He had already felt that his connection with the ancient mirror had been cut off, and in the blink of an eye, the ancient mirror had changed hands.

"Rewind."

Xia Wenxin also sensed that something was wrong, and went all out to activate the Holy Battleship. Light spots appeared one after another on the surface of the ship. The light spots spread and turned into formation marks like stars in the sky.

Countless thunder and lightning flew out from the formation mark, making the sky flicker.

Zhang Ruochen had expected that Xia Wenxin would intervene, so he immediately recalled the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword and the Blood Drop Sword. He quickly drew a circle with his left hand, controlled the two swords, and resisted the attack power of Xia Wenxin and the Destroying Saint Battleship.

He hit the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror with his right hand and hit the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King.

At the same time, the Qingtian Pagoda flew out and attacked the Son of Blood Butcher God.

Taking action against three sons of gods at the same time was truly extremely domineering.

The Infinite Purgatory Tower was knocked back twice in a row, and all its power was released. It could no longer stimulate too much power in a short period of time, so using the Qingtian Pagoda Tower was enough to cope with it.

"hateful."

The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King clenched his fists, feeling extremely angry.

Seeing that there was no one he could rely on, he had no choice but to take out half of the holy mountain of bones containing divine bones and hold it up.

The aura emanating from the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror was too terrifying, making him feel extremely threatened. Even if he didn't die, he would probably be seriously injured.

On the other side, Xia Wenxin also had a solemn expression on his face as he took out the God-Destroying Cross Shield.

He could already see that the sword array formed by the Blood Drop Sword and Shen Yuan's Ancient Sword was indestructible. Even the Saint-Destroying Battleship could not withstand their attacks.

The two previous holy warships are the best examples.

"boom."

The Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror released its supreme power and instantly submerged the Holy Mountain of Bones.

"Click."

The Holy Mountain of White Bones made a sound of shattering and disintegration, and many holy bones instantly shattered and turned into powder.

After this blow, the Holy Mountain of Bones was basically destroyed, and the cost of repairing it was no less than refining it.

The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King's heart was bleeding, and he was going crazy. He wanted to tear Zhang Ruochen into pieces.

The Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror was originally his weapon, but it was controlled by Zhang Ruochen and used against him. It was simply abominable.

The only good thing is that the Holy Mountain of Bones helped him block the power of the Supreme, allowing him to escape temporarily.

Immediately, the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King flashed towards the Saint-Destroying Battleship where Xia Wenxin was.

At this time, you must not be left alone, otherwise you will definitely die.

The power of the Saint-Destroying Battleship, coupled with the God-Destroying Cross Shield, collided fiercely with the Blood-Drying Sword and the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword, and they were unable to compete in a short time.

"Wow."

The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King personally presided over the destruction of the Holy Battleship. Thousands of immortal vampire monks mobilized the Holy Qi together, and then one hundred and eighty light pillars flew out from the top of the battleship, connecting them into a battle formation.

In the center of the battle formation, a huge ax condensed and slashed down suddenly.

At the same time, three other battle formations gathered together and crocheted three war weapons respectively, exuding majestic power.

"break."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were cold, and he put his hands together to form kendo fingerprints. The blood-dropping sword and the ancient Shen Yuan sword moved faster and faster, and the power of the Yin-Yang Liangyi Sword Formation was further enhanced.

This world has turned into yin and yang, two different colors.

In the sword formation, four sword gangs flew out.

The four swords were like white rainbows penetrating the sun, easily shattering the four giant warriors condensed by the Saint-Destroying Battleship.

"Uh-huh."

On the ground, tens of thousands of immortal vampire monks were arranged in a square formation, shooting out tens of thousands of holy lights, like meteors, piercing the sky and hitting Zhang Ruochen.

Every ray of holy light is a sacred weapon.

Ten thousand holy lights are ten thousand holy weapons.

So many holy weapons were shot out at the same time, erupting with perfect power, enough to sink a continent and extinguish all life.

Zhang Ruochen was not in a hurry, and with a move of his sleeve, he recalled Shen Yuan's ancient sword and blood-dropping sword, spinning them in front of him, making a clanging sword whistle.

Tens of thousands of sacred weapons collided with the momentum, but after touching the Yin and Yang Liangyi Sword Formation, they were all swept in.

The yin and yang sword array rotates like a world-destroying millstone, stirring the yin and yang of the universe and crushing everything in the world.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

In the sword formation, all the holy weapons exploded into pieces and turned into pieces of broken copper and iron.

"Oh my god, is Zhang Ruochen possessed by the true god? Tens of thousands of holy weapons were attacked, but all of them were destroyed."

"My Flame Splitter...is it just destroyed like this?"

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"Roar."

Bao Lie roared, his body expanded, turned into his true form, and rushed into the battle formation where tens of thousands of holy weapons were produced.

The holy weapons of the undead vampire monks in the battle formation were destroyed, causing chaos. They were beaten to the point of being knocked down by Leopard Lie, and half of them were dead in an instant.

On the other side, Ji Fanxin also took action. With a flick of his jade finger, the air trembled. Thousands of petals fell down, and the fragrance of flowers filled the air, covering another battle formation with ten thousand people.

The petals look beautiful, as if they were carved from ice jade, but in fact they hide a murderous intent, and every petal can kill someone.

In the blink of an eye, many petals were stained with blood, giving off a strange feeling.

At some point, Luo Yi appeared in the team, helping Xiang Chunan, Murong Yue and others attack the undead vampire army.

He took action quite timely, killing an immortal vampire saint king who sneaked up on Xiang Chunan, and helped Murong Yue block the attack of another nine-step saint king realm expert.

"Good brother, thank you very much."

Xiang Chunan stared at Luo Yi with grateful eyes.

On the other side, Shi Qiankun took out the Sword Tomb Palace and cooperated with Xiang Chunan and others to attack one of the undead vampire battle formations.

The Sword Tomb Palace was not only a palace, but also a powerful sacred weapon. It was activated by Shi Qiankun and the monks from the Zhenyu Ancient Clan, and it suddenly turned into a pyramid-like palace dozens of miles long.

In this battle, due to Zhang Ruochen's desperate counterattack, they gradually gained the upper hand. As the master of the Sword Tomb, how could the monks of the Ancient Clan of Suppressing Prison remain silent and idly watch?

They also have to fight.

"Suppress and kill."

Shi Qiankun shot out the Sword Tomb Palace while scattering hundreds of blood-suppressing talismans.

The battle formation of the Undead Vampire Clan was extremely stable, with no flaws visible, but under the attack of the Blood Suppressing Talisman and the Sword Tomb Palace, it immediately fell apart.

The fiercest battlefield is still on Zhang Ruochen's side.

Zhang Ruochen used the Yin-Yang Liangyi Sword Formation, causing the remaining Saint-Destroying Warship to retreat continuously.

If it hadn't been for the God-Destroying Cross Shield to block it, it would have been beaten to pieces.

The situation on the side of the Blood-Slaughter God Son was not good either. The Blue Sky Pagoda Tower was bombarded continuously, making it impossible for him to activate the powerful power of the Infinite Purgatory Tower, and he could only passively resist.

Since he embarked on the path of cultivation, he has never experienced such a frustrating battle.

"It's over!"

After the previous fierce battle, Zhang Ruochen had already reached the vicinity of the Saint-Destroying Battleship. The time was ripe, so he took out a space roll sleeve and fought it out.

"Boom."

As the space collapsed, the formations around the Holy Battleship shattered.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Yin Yang Liang Yi sword formation attacked the Destruction Saint battleship and easily chopped the battleship apart.

The next moment, the woman in blood-clothed hands held a blood-dropping sword, rushed out of the sword array, and attacked Xia Wenxin directly.

"Zhou Tian Sword Technique."

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen grabbed the hilt of Shen Yuan's ancient sword and suddenly appeared in front of the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King, with a flash of sword light.

"I...will die..."

The eyes of the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King were full of unwillingness, and before he finished speaking, his head fell down.

In the end, he still couldn't escape this disaster.

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen swung out two swords again, and the two sword beams flew out, shattering the body and head of the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King into two masses of blood mist.

No matter how powerful the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King's vitality is, he cannot die anymore.

The blood-dropping sword locked onto Xia Wen's heart energy machine and slashed out a streak of blood.

Even when he was running away, Xia Wenxin still had an elegant body and outstanding temperament. It wasn't until he knew he couldn't escape that he unfolded the bamboo slips in his hand, and tens of thousands of words flew out and blocked him.

However, his holy technique could not withstand the blood-dropping sword at all, and was broken instantly.

Seeing that the sword light was about to approach his body, Xia Wenxin flicked his heart lightly and pointed his finger towards his heart. Thirty-three divine patterns emerged from his body with the heart as the center.

Still unstoppable.

"puff."

Thirty-three divine lines were broken, and a hideous wound appeared on Xia Wenxin's chest, with blood spurting out.

Fortunately, the divine pattern offset most of the blood-dropping sword's power. Otherwise, this sword would have killed him.

"Uh-huh."

Xia Wenxin quickly retreated and retracted the God-Destroying Cross Shield at the same time.

At this moment, the woman in blood-clothed sword struck out again.

"boom."

The God-Destroying Cross Shield released a torrent of blood energy, trying its best to destroy the power of the Blood-Drip Sword.

"Xia Wenxin's strength is actually so powerful."

Zhang Ruochen knocked out Shen Yuan's ancient sword and turned it into a black light, flying towards the woman in red.

The next moment, the Blood-Drip Sword and Shen Yuan's Ancient Sword were combined together again to display the Yin-Yang Sword Formation, evolving into the Yin-Yang Tai Chi Diagram.

Even with the God-Destroying Cross Shield in front of him, Xia Wenxin was still knocked away.

Several new wounds were added to his chest, one of which penetrated his body, causing him to suffer unimaginable damage.

If it were an ordinary Lin Dao realm expert who suffered such heavy injuries, he would probably die.

Xia Wenxin fled back to the camp of the undead vampire army, looked at the crushing Yin-Yang Liangyi Sword Formation, and said: "Monks of the undead vampire, follow me and take action."

Xia Wenxin grabbed the God-Destroying Cross Shield with both hands and made a gesture of worshiping the heaven and earth.

Behind him stood a battle formation composed of three undead vampire monks with tens of thousands of people. Their powers combined with each other, based on the God-Destroying Cross Shield, condensed a cross shield seal that was ten thousand feet high.

"Boom."

The Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram keeps hitting the shield seal, consuming the power of the shield seal.

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes, and the powerful sword intent spread out, and his whole person faintly merged with the sword tomb.

"Buzz."

In the sword tomb, countless swords trembled, as if they had received some kind of summons.

The next moment, one hundred thousand swords flew out from the ground of the Sword Tomb and appeared around Zhang Ruochen, turning into a torrent of swords.

And as time goes by, more and more swords gather.

"Is this... Wanjian Chaozong?"

The monks of the Immortal Vampire Clan were all shocked by this terrifying scene, feeling like they couldn't breathe.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was like a peerless sword god, transformed into the master of the sword tomb, and all swords were driven by him.

"Uh-huh."

Zhang Ruochen suddenly opened his eyes and released his fierce sword intent.

The torrent of swords swept out instantly according to his will.

"boom."

The ten-thousand-foot-high cross shield seal shattered and opened, turning into dense spots of light.

Facing the incoming sword light, Xia Wenxin inserted the God-Destroying Cross Shield into the ground. Wanjian hit the cross shield, causing the cross shield and Xia Wenxin to fall back thousands of miles, plowing a thousand-mile ravine on the ground.

However, Xia Wenxin took this opportunity to retreat outside the sword tomb.

However, the three battle formations and 30,000 immortal vampire monks who assisted him were not so lucky. They were instantly submerged by the torrent of swords and turned into clouds of blood mist, screaming incessantly.

"hiss."

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. The confidence of the immortal vampire monks was completely shattered, and they all wanted to retreat.