God Emperor

Yan Wushen stared at Zhang Ruochen, exuding an increasingly strong fighting spirit. From his evil body, he told him that the three words "Yan Wushen" were no longer a symbol of invincibility, and he began to look forward to this battle. , and made a lot of preparations for this.

"I don't need your help, you take care of yourself first." Chi Kunlun said.

He seemed tough, but there was a faint look of worry in his eyes. He was clearly worried that Zhang Ruochen would suffer at the hands of Yan Wushen.

The reason is that Chi Kunlun didn't know that Zhang Ruochen had a battle with Yan Wushen's evil body. In his impression, Yan Wushen was still the invincible being who spanned the world of heaven and hell.

Although he has been following Yan Wushen recently, he doesn't know that Yan Wushen has the secret of good and evil.

Naturally, all this could not be hidden from Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and a feeling of warmth arose in his heart. No matter what, Chi Kunlun finally changed his mind about him.

At least they are not like before, holding swords against each other as enemies of life and death.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the pavilion, faced Yan Wushen, and said, "Let you and I really decide the winner."

In any case, this battle is inevitable, and for Zhang Ruochen, it is also a good opportunity to test the results of his recent training.

Although he sensed that Yan Wushen's evil body was nearby, he was not afraid. He even looked forward to the fusion of Yan Wushen's good body and evil body to see how powerful it would be.

After all, compared to the battle of Luoshui, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation strength has been greatly improved. He is sure to defeat Yan Wushen's evil body without the help of a sundial.

"It seems that you are very confident, but what I want to tell you is that this time, if you want to rely on the sundial to win, it will no longer be possible." Yan Wushen said.

Yan Wushen waved his hand, and Chi Kunlun was swept out by a stream of air, fell outside the courtyard, suspended in the air, and stood on a blood cloud.

Looking at the blood cloud where Chi Kunlun was standing in the courtyard, it seemed that it was very close to each other, as if it was just outside.

However, no matter how eager Chi Kunlun was in his heart, he mobilized all his strength to run, but he could not reach the courtyard like a suspended island. It seemed that he was tens of thousands of miles away, hundreds of thousands of miles away... He could only watch helplessly. .

"Zhang Ruochen, I hope that you, the king of the Eastern Region who dominates all realms, will not disappoint me." Yan Wushen's eyes showed a trace of expectation.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Yin Yuanchen and said, "Brother Yin, step aside for now and don't interfere."

"Brother Zhang, be more careful."

Yin Yuanchen did not hesitate and immediately retreated into the distance.

From what he thought, since Zhang Ruochen could defeat Yan Wushen in Luoshui, there shouldn't be any problems this time.

Looking around the starry sky and the small world where he was, Yin Yuanchen said secretly: "With Yan Wushen's method, even if he is defeated, he will definitely be able to escape unscathed. I have to find a way to leave here and attract all the top experts in the heaven world, so that He can't leave the imperial city."

If Yan Wushen can be captured or even killed, it will definitely cause an unimaginable huge blow to the Hell Realm and play a decisive role in reversing the war situation in the Kunlun Realm.

Of course, Yin Yuanchen was also secretly on guard. Although his perception was not as good as Zhang Ruochen's, he still vaguely sensed that there seemed to be other strong people secretly there.

It's normal when you think about it. There are so many powerful people in the Imperial City now. Even if Yan Wushen is confident about his own strength, he probably won't choose to take risks alone.

Outside the pavilion, Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen stood opposite each other, looking at each other, but neither of them made a move.

But in fact, the competition between them has already begun.

If you sense it carefully, you will find that the space around Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen has experienced subtle fluctuations, like ripples on the water, colliding with each other and disappearing at the same time.

Both of them controlled the power of space in a meticulous manner, and the methods they used were obviously extremely terrifying. Even if the Nine-step Holy King approached, he would probably lose his life, but the movement was extremely small and did not damage the surrounding flowers. One grass.

This kind of competition seems easy and calm, but in fact it is extremely dangerous.

"In just a few months, your attainments in the way of space have improved so much, which really surprises me." Yan Wushen said with a strange light in his eyes.

Space is the eternal way, and it is extremely difficult to practice. Even Yan Wushen spent a long time and various opportunities to reach his current state.

But Zhang Ruochen was able to improve the way of space to a state of perfection in just a few months. Even if he saw it with his own eyes, it was still incredible.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You're not bad either."

As far as the rules of the holy way are concerned, Yan Wushen's good body and evil body should be the same.

During the battle in Luoshui, although the spatial attainments displayed by Yan Wushen's evil body were extremely impressive, the number of spatial rules he could cultivate could only be 900,000 at most.

However, now, based on Zhang Ruochen's perception, the spatial rules possessed by Yan Wushen Shanshan should be the same as his, and there is only one difference to reach the state of great perfection.

It can be seen that the existence of Zhang Ruochen has put great pressure on Yan Wushen, allowing him to make huge improvements in the past few months.

"It's more interesting this way." Yan Wushen laughed.

For Yan Wushen, the stronger Zhang Ruochen is, the happier he will be, because he has always been eager for a strong opponent to appear.

While speaking, Yan Wushen really took action, and powerful space power emerged, causing strong distortions in a large area of ​​space around him.

"Huh? The Holy Image of Space."

Zhang Ruochen felt alarmed and sensed an invisible whirlpool appearing above him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Ruochen released his own holy form of space and collided with Yan Wushen's holy form of space.

After cultivating the way of space to a state close to perfection, Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen's space holy forms are undoubtedly extremely powerful and possess terrifying destructive power.

Even the most top-notch holy weapon with ten thousand patterns may be crushed immediately and turned into a piece of scrap metal if it comes close to it.

"boom."

The space sacred images of Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen collided violently, releasing a terrifying power that annihilated everything, causing the surrounding space to completely collapse, showing a deep dark void.

That area is extremely terrifying. Even if the Great Sage is trapped, it will be difficult to escape.

Zhang Ruochen didn't pay attention to this. As his mind wandered, he released his time holy phase and took the initiative to attack Yan Wushen.

No matter who he fights, Zhang Ruochen likes to take the initiative in his own hands instead of reacting passively.

The holy phase of time is also an invisible whirlpool. As soon as it appears, countless time marks are flying, and even the shadow of the long river of time appears, causing the time flow rate in this space to change slightly.

"boom."

In an instant, the Holy Aspect of Time collided with another invisible vortex, and part of the time imprint actually dissipated directly into nothingness.

To be precise, these time stamps are disintegrated and become countless tiny particles that are invisible to the naked eye.

Under the influence of the Holy Aspect of Time, some tiny particles reunited and turned into time stamps.

"It seems that I am not the only one who has cultivated many holy images." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

Generally speaking, when a monk reaches the holy realm, he condenses all the rules of the holy way that he has cultivated into a holy form, and the form of the holy form is basically the same as himself.

But Zhang Ruochen was different from ordinary people. He separated the two ancient ways and the three supreme holy ways that he majored in, and then smelted the rules of other holy ways together to cultivate a total of six holy images.

Even with Xiao Hei's extensive knowledge, he had never heard of it. He only said that he had seen records in ancient books. In extremely ancient times, there were mysterious beings who were not among the five elements. They could cultivate multiple saints and condense them. Multiple holy sources.

At that time, Zhang Ruochen was completely unable to understand these things. But with his current knowledge, he had some guesses in his mind.

The ability to cultivate multiple holy images is mostly related to the skills practiced and the holy path that one majors in.

You must know that the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" is not trivial. It is suspected to be related to the "Thirty-Third Heaven" and is the most top-notch cultivation method in the universe.

"Uh-huh."

A holy sword that was ten thousand feet long flew out of Zhang Ruochen's body. It was condensed from a million sword rules. It was his holy sword.

The holy image of swordsmanship blooms with nine-color holy light, and its surface is covered with complicated sword patterns, which are completely natural and seem to imprint the most essential essence of swordsmanship in the world.

Tens of thousands of sharp sword energy burst out from the Sword Dao Saint Form, turned into a storm of sword energy, and slashed straight towards Yan Wushen.

Yan Wushen's body shook, and a huge black hole appeared in front of him out of thin air.

"The holy form of boxing only needs one holy rule to achieve perfection." Zhang Ruochen whispered.

As he expected, Yan Wushen had also cultivated other holy forms.

He had already seen Yan Wushen's domineering boxing skills, so it was not surprising that he had the holy form of boxing.

Yan Wushen's holy form of boxing is very terrifying, releasing a powerful devouring suction force, and a breath unique to hell, which seems to swallow everything.

In an instant, most of the sword energy released by the Sword Master was swallowed up by the black hole.

"Wow."

The Sword Master was unstoppable and cut the black hole in half with one strike of his sword.

Seeing this scene, Yan Wushen's face finally showed a solemn expression.

"The Great Perfection of Sword Dao." Yan Wushen was greatly shocked.

As powerful as he is, he has not yet mastered any of the ancient ways and the supreme holy ways to perfection after practicing for so many years. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ruochen has succeeded.

Any kind of holy way will undergo astonishing transformations when practiced to the perfect state. The power of the corresponding holy technique can be doubled, and there will also be some unimaginable mysteries.

"The legendary Great Perfection of Sword Dao, it turns out that he has become so powerful." Chi Kunlun's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochen, his eyes slightly complicated.

Ever since he had a fight with Zhang Ruochen in the Realm of Truth, Chi Kunlun had made up his mind to defeat Zhang Ruochen with the sword in his hand.

Even after knowing his true life experience, he did not change his mind, but became more determined.

Seeing the swordsmanship demonstrated by Zhang Ruochen now undoubtedly made Chi Kunlun feel great pressure.

But the next moment, Chi Kunlun's eyes became firm again, and he once again had a character that refused to admit defeat.

He reached out and grasped it, and a simple sword hilt appeared in Zhang Ruochen's hand. It looked extremely ordinary, without any fluctuation in power.

This sword hilt is not trivial. It came from the Sword Tomb. Zhang Ruochen snatched it from Luo Yi's hand. It hides a huge secret.

Inspired by the holy energy, rays of divine light immediately flew out from the hilt of the sword, manifesting countless rules of swordsmanship. They were solid and complex, intertwined with each other, and transformed into a slender sword body.

For a moment, an extremely strong divine power emanated from the hilt.

"Hua La."

Affected by the power of the magic sword, everything in the courtyard showed a terrifying edge, as if it was about to turn into a sharp sword.

"Boom."

The starry sky shook violently, and the sword light was like a physical sword, spreading throughout the space.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was like a peerless sword god descending to the world, and his edge was unstoppable.

The hilt of the sword was able to exert such terrible power in Luo Qi's hands, and now it is in Zhang Ruochen's hands, it is even more amazing.

Yan Wushen's eyes were locked on the magic sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself: "A hilt of a sword can have such power, could it be... related to the legendary destroyed magic sword?"

Thinking, Yan Wushen did not hesitate, and instantly retracted the cracked fist holy image, while practicing the skills.

He could feel that Zhang Ruochen's next attack must be extremely terrible, and he must show his true ability.

As the secret technique was performed, a mighty hell Yama Qi emerged from Yan Wushen's body, or more precisely, extremely bright Yama Qi, which corresponded exactly to the extremely dark Yama Qi cultivated by the evil body.

Suddenly, Yan Wushen's body underwent a great change. His skin, flesh, tendons, and bones all turned golden. His body expanded rapidly and turned into a golden giant nine feet and six feet tall.

Behind Yan Wushen, there was an infinite Buddha light blooming, evolving into a golden Buddhist kingdom. Countless Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and holy Buddhas sat cross-legged in it, making Yan Wushen look extremely majestic, like a real Buddha coming to the world.

"The strongest golden body technique in Buddhism, Yan Wushen really got the inheritance of the ancient holy Buddha in Buddhism." Zhang Ruochen's heart moved.

Prajna once told him that Yan Wushen got the forbidden Buddhist Dharma created by an ancient holy Buddha in Buddhism, which enabled him to separate the good and evil bodies.

Zhang Ruochen thought at that time that Yan Wushen was very likely to have obtained some powerful inheritance from Buddhism, but the evil body was not suitable for cultivation.

However, he did not expect that Yan Wushen could obtain the strongest golden body technique of Buddhism and successfully practice it.

Zhang Ruochen had seen the golden body technique before. It was the "two-foot golden body" performed by Chen Yuhua. It was a unique skill recorded in the "Four-Nine Mysterious Skills" and had amazing power.

In terms of body size alone, Yan Wushen is now eight times the size of Chen Yuhua. He is like a giant. I wonder how strong he is?

And there is no doubt that Yan Wushen in this state is more worthy of Zhang Ruochen's sword.

"Yan Wushen, take my sword." Zhang Ruochen shouted.

As he spoke, Zhang Ruochen waved the magic sword in his hand, completely encompassing all the space of heaven, earth, east, south, west and north. Countless space inscriptions appeared, causing the entire starry sky to vibrate.

A world completely constructed by sword energy condensed into shape, expanded infinitely, and enveloped Yan Wushen.

Since comprehending the sixth level of Sword Ten, this was the first time Zhang Ruochen used it against an enemy, and he used the mysterious hilt.

After all, with his current strength, there were not many people who were qualified to let him use this sword.