God Emperor

Although Fairy Tianchu’s secret cultivation palace is inside Jiuqu Tianxing, it is like a fairyland with a wide space. It is built with rare cultivation resources. There stands a sacred mountain full of strange flowers and ancient trees, filled with dense brilliance. The holy energy of heaven and earth is extremely abundant.

Zhang Ruochen was sitting cross-legged at the foot of the holy mountain, with a colorful stream flowing past him, making a "swishing" sound.

It was seven days later.

With the help of the Heavenly Holy Pill and the Fountain of Life, Zhang Ruochen recovered from his injuries to a great extent.

"Yan Wushen's Hell of Hell is really powerful. My Five Elements Chaos Body has almost been cultivated to the extreme of being under the Great Sage, but it still can't bear it. If it were an ordinary Great Sage in the Immortal Realm, suffering from this blow, I would probably The immortal body has been destroyed."

"Fortunately, with the fountain of life, my physical body was able to fully recover. Otherwise, I would have to condense the Five Elements Divine Artifact again and start from scratch, and all my previous efforts would be ruined."

Zhang Ruochen's body was as smooth as white jade and glass, with a bright divine light emitting from the inside.

It was the sun leaf of the Seven-Star Shenling, which turned into a round of divine yang, treating his body as a lamp, continuously illuminating him. While recovering from his injuries, it also strengthened the non-immortalized brain and internal organs. Even the rules of the holy way have become stronger and more condensed under the light of the divine sun.

Miraculous medicine with endless benefits.

Although Zhang Ruochen was severely injured in this battle with Yan Wushen and his internal organs were almost completely shattered, it was also a blessing in disguise.

Faintly, Zhang Ruochen felt that a trace of immortal light emerged from the six organs in his body. After recovering, he actually reached a semi-immortal state.

In this case, Zhang Ruochen naturally would not miss this good opportunity, took out a heavenly holy pill that could assist in the cultivation of the immortal holy body, and swallowed it in his belly.

Transfer the medicinal power of the elixir to the six fu organs and refine it repeatedly.

For other holy kings, the heavenly holy elixir is something that can only be encountered but cannot be obtained. Each one is like a priceless treasure. However, in Zhang Ruochen's case, he was like a jelly bean.

It's this luxury.

Another three days passed, the six organs were completely immortal, and Zhang Ruochen's physical strength increased again.

Now, only the five internal organs (heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys) and the brain are left, which have not yet been immortalized.

If he could go one step further and cultivate the five internal organs to the point of immortality, then when Zhang Ruochen meets Yan Wushen again, he will never be injured as seriously as this time.

"In this battle with Yan Wushen, I should have been injured more seriously than him. Moreover, I borrowed the sundial to severely injure him."

"After Yan Wushen retreats, he will definitely look for the sacred weapon to restrain the sundial. Once he finds it, he will definitely come to the Eastern Region to fight me again, hoping to defeat or even kill me."

Zhang Ruochen felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

With Yan Wushen's identity and the reason of killing Zhang Ruochen, let alone the King's Holy Artifact or the Supreme Holy Artifact, even if he went to borrow a semi-sacred weapon from the gods of hell, he might be able to borrow it.

If we lose the advantage of the sundial, how can we defeat Yan Wushen?

Zhang Ruochen secretly analyzed and thought about how to deal with it.

"Yan Wushen didn't borrow too many sacred weapons when he fought with me. Instead, he used his own power."

"His attainments in the way of space are much better than mine. Not only has he cultivated more space rules, but also, his understanding of space and the sacred space skills he has cultivated are both quite brilliant and mysterious. "

"To defeat his Thousand Hands and Thousand Body Yama Technique, is there any other way besides using the Yanshen Legs? The Yanshen Legs consume too much holy energy."

"Yan Wushen's most powerful move, Yama Hell, should be a comprehensive method based on the Tao of Space and the Tao of Origin, combined with other holy ways, inducing the rules of heaven and earth and the holy energy of heaven and earth."

Zhang Ruochen let out a long breath and had to admit that Yan Wushen was indeed stunningly talented.

Whether it is the Thousand Arms Thousand Body Yama Technique or the Yama Hell, they should not be methods that the Holy King can successfully practice. However, he just did it.

Zhang Ruochen was not afraid of Yan Wushen because of this, but was full of high fighting spirit. Only Yan Wushen was strong enough to inspire him to become stronger.

While recalling the battle with Ming Yao, Ming Buddha, and Yan Wushen, Zhang Ruochen suddenly felt a twinge of fear in his heart.

It's like a flash of inspiration, and it seems that the highest mystery between heaven and earth has been captured.

Out of nowhere, Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew out and was inserted in front of him. With the sword body as the center, circles of strange ripples appeared and gradually spread out.

Soon, the entire secret cultivation palace was covered by ripples.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

…

Around Shen Yuan's ancient sword, illusory sword shadows rose up, thousands and thousands of them, countless, spread across every corner of the secret palace.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's inner world was completely covered by the shadow of a sword.

Just now, Zhang Ruochen sensed that when he used the Ten of Swords in the battle with the Underworld Demon and the Underworld Buddha, it seemed that its sword intention was incomplete and had some unfinished meaning.

It's like playing a piece of music, plucking the last string, only to find that the sound should not be broken here, and you can continue to play it to form a more beautiful tune and evolve into a real sound of nature.

"It's impossible. Sword Ten is only at the fifth level, and I have already cultivated it to perfection."

Zhang Ruochen found it difficult to understand, so he began to understand the Ten of Swords again, and at the same time he went all out to find the wonderful feeling that was still unfinished.

Although he was sitting cross-legged next to the stream, he was still.

However, a figure who looked exactly like him appeared, pulled out an imaginary sword stuck on the ground, and practiced the Ten of Swords.

Immediately afterwards, a second figure appeared, also pulling out an imaginary sword, and also practicing the Ten of Swordsmanship.

The third figure appears...

…

These figures are Zhang Ruochen's sword consciousness.

Soon, thousands of Zhang Ruochen's phantoms appeared throughout the secret palace, all holding a phantom sword, repeatedly practicing Sword Ten, and performing various sword moves.

The Ten of Swords represents the "ten directions", namely: heaven, earth, east, south, west, north, life, death, past, and future.

Zhang Ruochen's sense of swordsmanship had been practiced for an unknown amount of time, but he finally had a glimmer of understanding.

"Heaven, earth, east, south, west, and north, these six directions correspond to space."

"If I integrate the way of space into Jian Shi, will it create the sixth level of Jian Shi?"

The five realms of the Ten of Swords were actually understood by predecessors from the "Wordless Sword Manual". Different people will naturally understand the Ten of Swords in different ways.

However, the predecessors may not have understood the Ten of Swords to the extreme.

Even "Wordless Sword Manual" may not represent the ultimate.

What Zhang Ruochen has to do is to surpass the sages of Kunlun Realm, and even surpass the strange man who wrote the "Wordless Sword Manual". Only in this way can he have the opportunity to become the true eternal master and break the existing rules in the world. Order and rules.

This is an unprecedented enlightenment!

However, Zhang Ruochen is not inexperienced, because he once created his own "Sword Realm", which is a combination of space and kendo.

The sixth level of Sword Ten may be the higher form of Sword Realm, and the two complement each other.

…

When Zhang Ruochen was going all out to learn the sword, in a palace of Jiuqu Tianxing, Moyin and Qingtian Holy Dragon were sitting at the top, both transformed into human forms.

Moyin has a charming and beautiful face, a graceful figure, and wears a purple dress. She looks like a demon concubine or a demon queen, with a lazy look on her body.

The Blue Sky Holy Dragon is tall and tall, wearing dragon scale armor, with arms thicker than buckets, like a brute giant.

The two of them are now powerful men comparable to the first level. They can challenge the Immortal Great Sage, and the aura bursting out from them is naturally extraordinary.

Below them, stood dozens of holy kings of the Rakshasa tribe, both men and women, restrained by the dragon's breath spit out from the mouth of the Blue Sky Holy Dragon, unable to move.

Rakshasa Princess Luo Ji was also standing below, bound by Zhang Ruochen's space chain, staring at Moyin and Qingtian Holy Dragon sitting above with a pair of cold eyes.

As the most noble princess of the Rakshasa clan, Luo Yi has an extraordinary status and can lead the army of the Holy Path to attack a large world. Even some great saints have to sell her face. How has she ever suffered such humiliation?

Prince Moro was even worse. The roots extending out from under Moyin's feet penetrated his body, and a large amount of his cultivation was swallowed up and absorbed. He was miserable and weak, and fell to the ground dying.

Luo Ji has a stunning beauty comparable to that of Tianchu Fairy, Baihua Fairy and other women. She has a noble temperament and is about 1.8 meters tall. She has a perfect figure. Every line on her body is full of charming beauty. She has snow-white skin and slender figure. A jade neck, a slender waist like a water snake, and a pair of slender jade legs that even Moyin was jealous of. It was as if they were carefully polished by the sky. No man in the world was worthy of her.

Luo Qi said: "You'd better let go of this princess immediately, otherwise it will cause unpredictable disasters."

Moyin was very jealous of Luo Yi's beauty. She stood up and walked over enchantingly. She stretched out five sharp nails and scratched them across Luo Yi's crystal clear face. She smiled and said, "I'm really scared, princess." Your Highness, please don’t scare people.”

Luo Yi's starry eyes turned cold.

Moyin snorted coldly: "Yan Wushen, Ming Yao, and Ming Buddha have all been frightened away by their masters. You still dare to act like a princess here? Believe it or not, I will suck all your life essence and turn you into an old man." Ugly?"

Luo Yi was not afraid and sneered: "Zhang Ruochen wouldn't even dare to be so arrogant. I didn't expect that you, a stupid woman, would be so ignorant."

"you……"

Luo Ji immediately added: "Yan Wushen, Ming Yao, and Ming Buddha are indeed very strong, but they are just individuals. Fighting alone, except for Zhang Ruochen, Yan Wushen is invincible. However, they are not defeated by the four major No matter how strong Zhang Ruochen is, if the Heavenly King chases him all over the Kunlun Realm, he will probably die if he encounters ten or eight first-level Saint King experts. In the Hell Realm, ten first-level experts must be drawn out to deal with Zhang Ruochen. , it’s not too difficult.”

Moyin was silent for a moment and said: "Do you think there are no masters in heaven? How can you allow hell to deal with the master with such arrogance?"

Luo Qi narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Have you not been plotted against by the monks inside Heavenly Court? There are a group of forces in Heavenly Court who are very afraid of the Kunlun Realm rising again. Zhang Ruochen's defeat of Yan Wushen has touched their nerves and made them completely vigilant. Get up."

"Why do you want to go against this princess? Why don't you leave yourself a way out? If there is no place for you in Heaven and Kunlun in the future, this princess is generous and can take you in."

Qingtian Holy Dragon said: "Don't be deceived by her. Ignore her first and deal with Prince Moro first."

Moyin stared tightly into Luo Yi's eyes, snorted softly, dragged her long skirt, and walked towards the dozens of captives of the Holy King of the Rakshasa tribe.

They are all subordinates of Prince Moro.

The powerful holy power released from the demonic sound shocked all the holy kings of the Rakshasa tribe and trembled in fear. He said: "I heard that you Rakshasa tribe likes to eat meat, especially human meat. Originally, the master is I will never let you go, but now, I have decided to give you a chance to survive."

Those dozens of holy kings of the Rakshasa clan knew that heaven and hell were incompatible and were ready to die. Who would have thought that there was still a chance of survival?

Hearing this, some of the holy kings showed joy in their eyes.

Demonic Sound added: "Prince Moro can be said to be a first-class strong man under the Great Sage. There shouldn't be many such strong men in the Rakshasa tribe, right? If you eat his meat, you must cultivate For great progress, the benefits will be endless.”

"What? Let us devour the great prince? Impossible, absolutely impossible, kill us!" One of the holy kings who was loyal to the great prince Moro yelled.

"Okay, as you wish."

Demonic Sound stretched out a hand from the air, and its fingers turned into sharp roots, piercing the top of the Holy King's head.

Amidst the painful screams of the Holy King, the demonic sound absorbed him into a mummy.

When the wind blew, it turned into dust and scattered all over the ground.

Suddenly, the remaining holy kings were frightened.

Demonic Sound retracted those roots and turned into five jade fingers again. He put his white index finger to his lips and licked it gently, saying: "If you eat Prince Moro, I will let you go. If not Eat, I will eat you. Think carefully before making a decision."

The eyes of the holy kings of the Rakshasa tribe all stared at Prince Moro and turned blood red.

"Bold, impudent, what do you want to do?" Prince Moro roared, feeling an unprecedented fear in his heart.

Luo Ji couldn't stand it and said, "Don't go too far?"

Moyin said in a deep voice: "We have gone too far? In the Kunlun world, you Rakshasa tribe have gone even further, right? What we call it is to treat others the way they treat you. Your Royal Highness, if you are willing to eat it, "You two, I can let you go, do you want to try?"

Although Luo Ji belongs to the Rakshasa tribe, he does not eat people. Instead, he hates the bad habit of cannibalism because the shape of humans and Rakshasa tribe is too similar.

Cannibalism is like cannibalism.