God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen quickly moved his palm, and a cloud of fire gathered, submerging the two halves of Shang Ziyan's corpse.

"Bang."

The two halves of Shang Ziyan's corpse exploded instantly, and were then burned into nothingness by the fire cloud, leaving nothing behind.

Then, Zhang Ruochen took out the Secret Book of Time and Space, took the Wanlian Pagoda that wanted to fly away, and suppressed it with all his strength.

With the loss of one of the Ten Thousand Refining Towers, the Heavenly Realm faction lost a complete supreme holy artifact.

After all, there are seven Towers of Ten Thousand Refinings, and together they form a complete and powerful Supreme Sacred Artifact.

"The second one is still short of the last one."

Zhang Ruochen whispered coldly.

Now that the power released by the Five-Colored Merit Monument has become weaker, it can no longer completely restrict his use of time and space methods.

Of course, this is also because he has achieved extremely high achievements in the way of time and space. If it were anyone else, he would also be unable to break through the suppression of the colorful merit monument.

It was precisely by relying on the way of space that Zhang Ruochen was not trapped by Shang Ziyan's cage built with bone talismans, and took the opportunity to kill another Shang Ziyan.

In the blink of an eye, two of the three Shang Ziyan were killed, leaving only one seriously injured flame corpse.

In comparison, the Yan Zhi wore three-color treasure armor and had too strong defense, making it harder to kill than the Yuan Zhi and Han Zhi, so Zhang Ruochen saved it until the end.

"Oops, Ziyan is in danger, Holy King Yanlin, take action quickly."

Seeing Shang Ziyan step into danger, Si Han quickly spoke to a strong man from the angel tribe.

This strong man from the angel tribe has a handsome appearance, carries four snow-white wings, and exudes divine brilliance.

Although his cultivation level has not reached the Lin Dao realm, the aura exuding from his body is far more powerful than many Lin Dao realm experts.

Holy King Yanlin held a broad-bladed holy sword in his hand, with no expression on his face.

"Buzz."

Just when Holy King Yanlin was about to rescue Shang Ziyan, the broad-bladed holy sword he was holding suddenly trembled, as if being pulled by some force.

Feeling the trembling of the holy sword, Holy King Yanlin immediately did not dare to act rashly and glanced around, trying to find the source of this power.

Somehow, he felt a huge threat.

"Boom."

Suddenly, rolling divine clouds appeared in the dark sky, and the sound of swords roared loudly, as if billions of divine swords were flying from the sky.

Such a big movement shocked everyone present, and they couldn't help but turn their attention to the direction where the sound of the sword came from.

Tianyu was torn apart at this moment, and a huge black thing flew out, exuding a suffocating and terrifying pressure.

"Huh? It has a black cat head. What kind of bird is this? A new species of owl?"

After seeing the appearance of the behemoth clearly, many people couldn't help showing strange expressions.

The next moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the source of the sword sound, which was a silver long sword held in the hands of a pretty girl.

The pretty girl looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, a little green and immature, but there is a compelling heroic spirit exuding between her eyebrows, just like the sharp silver sword she holds in her hand.

She wears an extremely close-fitting armor that fully exposes her curvy figure. Her face is delicate and flawless, and her skin is fair and delicate, like the finest mutton-fat jade. She looks like a beautiful woman. .

"That owl looked familiar. I remembered it. It seemed to be the one following Zhang Ruochen."

A monk reacted and told the origin of the owl.

In this way, everyone understood one thing. The person coming must belong to Zhang Ruochen's side, otherwise he would not be walking with the owl beside Zhang Ruochen.

It's just that with so many powerful people present, no one really knows the identity of the pretty girl. She seems to have appeared out of thin air.

"Hehe, it's really lively. It seems we're not too late." Looking across the entire battlefield, Xiao Hei couldn't help but laugh.

As if he heard someone saying "owl", Xiao Hei immediately shouted: "This emperor is a phoenix, the invincible emperor who slaughtered heaven and earth a hundred thousand years ago. You are the owl, and your whole family is an owl." "

Upon hearing this, the person who just spoke immediately shut his mouth and did not dare to say anything more.

There was no way, no matter what Xiao Hei's true strength was, the aura exuding from him was indeed very intimidating, making people afraid to provoke him casually.

"No matter who you are, if you dare to come here, you will die."

Holy King Yanlin shouted coldly.

Xiao Hei turned his gaze to Holy King Yanlin, squinted his eyes, and said disdainfully: "Are you afraid of me being the emperor? Even though you are a birdman, you want to kill me."

Upon hearing the word "birdman", Holy King Yanlin's face suddenly became very ugly, and he said in a low voice: "Since you are so anxious to die, I will help you."

As he spoke, Holy King Yanlin immediately took action, raised the broad-bladed holy sword, and slashed at Xiao Hei from afar.

Seeing the huge sword light slashing towards him, Xiao Hei couldn't help but screamed strangely and said: "Hanxue, quickly use your sword to cut him and chop off this birdman."

Hearing this, the pretty girl standing on his back immediately waved the silver sword in her hand.

This sword seemed to be casual, but there was an earth-shattering sword whistle.

A silver sword light that was only about a foot long flew out, like a crescent moon.

"Click."

The huge sword light slashed out by Holy King Yanlin was cut off, and then exploded into pieces.

The crescent-shaped silver sword light did not dissipate, and it continued to kill Holy King Yanlin without losing momentum.

Holy King Yanlin was shocked and quickly lowered the broad-bladed holy sword in front of him.

"puff."

The broad-bladed holy sword indeed resisted the silver sword light, but several invisible sword energies struck the body of Holy King Yanlin, leaving several hideous wounds.

One of the wounds was on Saint King Yanlin's neck, and he almost cut off Saint King Yanlin's head.

"How can you be so strong?"

Holy King Yanlin was shocked.

He could see that Han Xue was really young, and his training time was still short, but his strength was terrifyingly strong.

"Hahaha, how about it? Birdman, you can't do it." Seeing that Holy King Yanlin suffered a loss, Xiao Hei immediately laughed wildly.

The pretty girl did not continue to attack Holy King Yanlin, but turned her attention to Zhang Ruochen who was confronting Shang Ziyan.

At this time, Zhang Ruochen also turned his gaze over and met the pretty girl's eyes.

Although the pretty girl had changed a lot, Zhang Ruochen still recognized her at first sight.

"Hanxue."

The pretty girl was none other than Zhang Ruochen's only disciple, Han Xue, who had the physique of a thousand bones.

At first, Zhang Ruochen entered the underworld from the Tomb of the God of Death in the Eastern Region and rescued Sword Master Xuanji. Later, Sword Master Xuanji wanted to go to the depths of the underworld to explore something, so he took Han Xue, who was still a little girl, on the road.

After many years, Han Xue has grown into a tall and graceful girl, and her strength has reached the top level.

Zhang Ruochen was really surprised that Han Xue would appear here. At the same time, he was also surprised and happy. He was able to return from the underworld safely, and Zhang Ruochen could finally let go of his hanging heart.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen was also surprised by Han Xue's powerful strength, which also made him feel gratified.

No need to think too much, Han Xue must have put in a lot of hardships to achieve today's achievements.

"The Thousand Bones physique is indeed amazing. Han Xue may really become the second Thousand Bones Empress. Now that Han Xue is back, where is Master?"

For a time, Zhang Ruochen had many thoughts in his mind.

Han Xue moved and appeared directly beside Zhang Ruochen. Many powerful men from the heaven factions were unable to stop him in time.

"Disciple pays homage to Master."

Han Xue bowed to Zhang Ruochen extremely respectfully.

Zhang Ruochen quickly stretched out his hand, helped Han Xue up, and said with a smile: "Yes, we haven't seen him for only a few years, but his cultivation has reached such a level, which makes me, the master, feel a lot of pressure."

"Master, then you have to work hard. I will have great opportunities in the underworld. Maybe I will be better than my master." Han Xue showed a bright smile.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for that day."

The smile on Han Xue's face faded, she turned around suddenly, pointed her sword at Shang Zixuan, and said with a frosty face: "Shang Zixuan, right? I heard Xiao Hei mentioned you. Originally, you were Master's opponent, I don't It's easy to intervene. However, the master is injured, and as a disciple, you have the responsibility to fight on his behalf."

Hearing this, Shang Ziyan took a deep breath and couldn't help but get angry, "Little girl, you don't know what the world is! With your current cultivation level, you are still far from it."

"It's not that bad, you won't know until you fight." Han Xue refused to admit defeat.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly and said: "Xue'er, my master accepts your wishes! However, he is my master's enemy. I must kill him with my own hands. You go and help others."

Han Xue hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Disciple understands."

Han Xue immediately dodged out and landed on Xiao Hei's back, targeting the Holy King Yanlin who had been injured by her just now.

"Shang Ziyan, come on, it's time to settle the grudge between us."

Zhang Ruochen slowly raised his sword, the murderous intent in his body getting stronger and stronger.

All old and new grudges are settled tonight.

It is rare to have such a good opportunity, and Shang Ziyan must not be allowed to escape.

The only one left, Shang Ziyan, had a face as gloomy as water, and there was burning anger in his eyes, and he could no longer care about any restraint.

At this moment, he has taken back the five-color merit monument and the bone talisman, and wants to use all the treasures to protect himself.

"How could this happen? Why did I lose to Zhang Ruochen? I am not willing to accept it." Shang Ziyan clenched his fists, unable to accept this reality.

He has always been extremely proud, thinking that he is extremely perfect without any flaws. Even if he faces Yan Wushen and the four heavenly kings of Tiangong, fighting at the same level, he is confident that he will not be weaker than them.

But now he was defeated by Zhang Ruochen, and two bodies were killed one after another. He didn't understand why Zhang Ruochen was so powerful?

In terms of origin and background, he is better than Zhang Ruochen in every aspect, but why can't he defeat Zhang Ruochen?

After this battle, Shang Ziyan's self-confidence was almost completely defeated by Zhang Ruochen.

"Zhang Ruochen, I will never lose to you."

Shang Ziyan roared angrily.

Violent holy energy emerged from Shang Ziyan's body, injecting the colorful merit monument and the Pure Sword, and at the same time condensed an extremely huge flame giant.

The colorful merit monument quickly grew in size and turned into a colorful sacred mountain, thousands of feet high, with countless secret patterns emerging from it.

"puff."

Shang Ziyan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which he sprayed onto the Chizi Sword.

The Chizi Sword instantly absorbed the essence and blood, and then a strange blood light emerged. The original golden light spots were now turned into blood.

Drawn by the essence and blood, the majestic divine power contained in the Scarlet Sword was released, and combined with the red flames, tens of thousands of bloody babies were condensed, all of which were extremely solid and no different from real babies.

These babies all exuded terrible resentment, evil spirits and evil spirits, which gathered together and soared into the sky, forming an extremely terrifying vision.

Seeing this, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but have a solemn look in his eyes, and he clearly felt some threat.

Involuntarily, Zhang Ruochen quickly mobilized his majestic holy energy and poured it crazily into the Vulcan Armor. At the same time, he also released the holy energy and used all his strength to activate the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword and the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror.

After swallowing all the ghost fire and relying on Shenyang to eliminate harmful substances, leaving a large amount of pure vitality, the holy energy in Zhang Ruochen's body has been almost restored and can be used without any scruples.

The Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror flew out and met the colorful merit monument.

The Vulcan Armor released the monstrous divine fire, condensed the flame dragon and the flame elephant, and met the flame giant condensed by Shang Ziyan.

Zhang Ruochen himself, holding Shen Yuan's ancient sword, rushed straight towards Shang Ziyan.

"Go to hell."

Shang Ziyan roared.

The Scarlet Sword was waved, and tens of thousands of bloody babies flew out, all of them crying shrilly, like little devils crawling out of hell, trying to drag Zhang Ruochen down to hell.

Zhang Ruochen's gaze was firm and unaffected at all. He entered into a wonderful state of unity between man and sword, and unleashed the most powerful sword with all his strength.

"Ten of Swords."

After repeated fierce battles, Zhang Ruochen's understanding of Sword Ten has become more and more profound, and the power will increase every time he uses it.

"Bang."

No matter how powerful the power released by the Pure Sword was, it quickly collapsed in the face of the attack from Shen Yuan's Ancient Sword. The bloody babies exploded one after another, and the resentment, evil spirit and evil energy they carried disappeared.

Even if some of the impacts hit Zhang Ruochen, they were all blocked by the Vulcan Armor and could not cause much harm to him.

Finally, Zhang Ruochen came to Shang Zixuan with a sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Shang Zixuan's eyebrows.

A look of horror appeared in Shang Ziyan's eyes, and he quickly stepped back.

But no matter how he retreated, Zhang Ruochen followed closely, like a tarsal maggot, unable to escape.

"Bah."

Shen Yuan's ancient sword was pressed between Shang Zixuan's eyebrows, but it failed to penetrate.

The reason is that Shang Ziyan placed the bone talisman between his eyebrows in time, which accurately blocked Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

A large number of complicated runes appeared on the surface of the bone talisman, trying to wrap around Shen Yuan's ancient sword.

"snort."

Zhang Ruochen let out a heavy groan, and the purple divine stone embedded in the hilt of the sword suddenly released a terrifying secret power.

"Click."

Before the power of the bone talisman could be released, it was forcibly shattered by the secret power released by the purple divine stone.

And under the impact of this terrifying secret power, Shang Ziyan's head almost exploded, and his whole body flew out like a cannonball.

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The new book "The Legend of Emperor of Heaven" has been released. I hope all readers can go to Chuangshi Chinese website or QQ to read and support Xiaoyu.

Introduction to "The Legend of the Emperor of Heaven": People are divided into three, six or nine grades.

Below the seventh level are mortals.

Levels four to six are masters.

Master, breathe in the vital energy of heaven and earth, temper your flesh and blood, and reshape your body, prolong your life, and live for a hundred years without dying.

Above the third level, there are real people.

Real man, every word he speaks is the truth and can lead to eternal life.

Once upon a time, Lin Ke, who had become a fourth-class master, was only one step away from becoming a real person and gaining immortality. However, his master Yi Yi, the real person, branded the character "Nine" on his face and demoted him to the lowest level of the ninth-class untouchable. , equal to prostitutes, beggars, slaves, and prisoners.

"Kill the sect leader."

"Defiling the sect master's wife, Mrs. Qinglian."

"Abolish your cultivation and expel Yunjing Sect."

"Demoted to the ninth class of untouchables."

In just three days, a huge change happened to Lin Ke, causing him to fall from the top genius and top ten of the Yunjing Sect to an unkind and unjust person who was reviled by thousands of people.

These crimes were all imposed on him by his master, Master Yi Yi.