God Emperor

"All the monks retreat to the periphery. With your cultivation level, facing Zhang Ruochen alone is no different from facing death. Immediately form a combined attack formation with the two formation masters, using grouped defense and stepped attacks."

Archangel King Michael has an extraordinary mind. Even though Zhang Ruochen has killed the monks of the heaven faction and made people panic, he can still remain calm.

"Where are the twelve messengers of judgment? Why don't you immediately turn into the light of judgment and help me kill Zhang Ruochen?"

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa..."

There were sounds of breaking wind.

The twelve messengers of judgment from the Temple of Light turned into twelve rays of bright holy light and appeared next to the Archangel King Michael.

The battle formation condensed, and they turned into twelve haloes, hanging above the head of the Archangel King Michael, spreading down the sacred brilliance.

"combine!"

The aura of Michael the Archangel King was rising steadily, and the cross wound on his chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Originally, his strength was about 60% of Yan Wushen's evil body. But now, with the blessing of the twelve messengers of judgment, his power has increased exponentially.

It's not as simple as one plus one equals two.

In fact, the power fluctuations erupted from Archangel King Michael have exceeded Yan Wushen's good body. In his current state, he won't lose much if he goes to fight the four heavenly kings of Tiangong.

The Temple of Light is one of the nine ancient temples, and its methods are naturally beyond the imagination of ordinary holy monks.

In a sense, the Temple of Light cultivates the Twelve Judges simply to achieve the goal of Archangel King Michael, and to push him to the height of being the most powerful person in all the heavens and worlds in this era.

Yin Yuanchen was naturally envious and jealous of Archangel King Michael. Finally, he cast his eyes on Zhang Ruochen and snorted in his heart: "Zhang Ruochen, only by killing you can I be able to outshine Michael. What he has All this should belong to me.”

Thousands of light threads emerged from Yin Yuanchen's body, turning into the ancient annihilating death force and injecting it into the god's corpse.

The next moment, something shocking happened. The blood and energy in Yin Yuanchen's body resonated with the divine corpse, and the two merged into one.

What Yin Yuanchen performed was a forbidden secret technique created for him by his grandfather, the "God Corpse Blood Nurturing Technique".

Because he is closest to the bloodline of his father's corpse.

By performing this secret technique and using his holy blood to nourish the corpse, he can completely combine with the corpse in a short period of time and unleash unparalleled combat power.

"boom."

The extremely violent aura was released from the corpse of the god and enveloped the entire Tianchi.

At this moment, the divine corpse is Yin Yuanchen. His power is rising steadily, even more than that of the Archangel King Michael at this moment.

"You dare to ruin my good deeds, Zhang Ruochen, how do you want to die?" The one who had fallen into the Hundred Flails Realm shouted coldly.

As he spoke, he released a torrent of demonic energy, causing the space where Tianchi was located to agitate endlessly.

His name is Po Demon Lord, he is the most amazing genius in the Dark Demon World thousands of years ago, and he has the potential to become a great saint.

It is a pity that during the battle with the great saint of the Rakshasa clan in the hell world, "Seven Thoughts of Brahma", the holy source was shattered by the opponent and the holy image was broken.

Even the rules of the holy way, the insights of the holy way, and the knowledge and wisdom in the body were mostly wiped out by the funeral bell of Brahma Qinian.

You must know that the Holy Source is the crystallization of using the monk's Holy Appearance and Holy Qi, plus one's own perception and knowledge.

The holy source will be destroyed and the realm will be knocked down. Naturally, it can no longer be called a great saint.

At that time, Po Demon Lord had broken the forty-two shackles in his body, and his future was bright. One can imagine how huge a blow that battle had been to him.

The reason why he joined the Heaven Realm faction's plan was to get a chance to return to the Great Saint Realm.

Collecting the Blood-Drying Sword was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity, but it was destroyed by Zhang Ruochen. How could he not be angry?

Judging from the aura emanating from his body, Po Demon Lord is especially better than Archangel King Michael and Yin Yuanchen.

This is also normal. Even if the Great Sage of the Hundred Flails Realm falls, he cannot be compared to any creature in the Saint King Realm.

Archangel King Michael, Yin Yuanchen, and Blood Spirit Demon King, three extremely powerful men, formed a three-talented force and surrounded Zhang Ruochen.

"Heaven Realm is indeed one of the dominant worlds. Its foundation is strong and its methods are deep, far beyond what other big worlds can match you."

Zhang Ruochen sighed softly and glanced at the two temples hanging in the sky. With them around, his way of time and space were completely suppressed.

This situation is very unfavorable to him.

"Zhang Ruochen has lost his time power and space power. How can you still exert 10% of your combat power? Take my sword and try it."

Archangel King Michael took the lead.

Under his control, the twelve swords of judgment merged into one and slashed at Zhang Ruochen.

He was severely injured by Zhang Ruochen's sword before, and now he undoubtedly wants to regain his position.

"Wow——"

The Sword of Judgment bloomed with divine light, shining on the heaven and earth, as if it was going to purify all the evil in the world.

Archangel King Michael and the Twelve Messengers of Judgment have not cultivated the way of light to the state of Dzogchen, but now when combined together, they can exert power comparable to Dzogchen.

"Even if you don't use the power of time and space, you are no match for me."

Zhang Ruochen's body boiled with fighting spirit, his eyes were like lightning, he soared into the sky, swung the ancient Shen Yuan sword in his hand, and slashed out a sword light reaching the sky.

"Boom."

Two sword lights shattered in mid-air at the same time, shooting out countless sharp sword energies.

Fortunately, this space has been completely suppressed. Even such a terrible collision of forces has not been able to tear the space apart.

Archangel King Michael stepped back more than two hundred meters and stabbed his sword into the ground to stabilize his retreat.

This blow collided, and although he fell below, he was not injured. His confidence increased greatly, and he thought to himself: "Zhang Ruochen doesn't seem to be invincible."

"Roar."

The evil spirit roared and prepared to rush forward with A Le to share the pressure for Zhang Ruochen.

"You are not qualified to participate in the war. You will be destroyed in both body and soul by me."

Although Po Demon Lord is in a state of decline, he still has the majesty of the Great Sage and the power of the Emperor in the Holy Path. He mobilized the majestic demonic energy of the sea of ​​blood, condensed a giant hand that covered the sky, and suddenly struck out.

Feeling the pressure as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was collapsing, Ah Le showed no fear and released the ultimate murderous aura from his body. He concentrated all his power into one point and stabbed out with one sword.

The evil spirit also inspired a lot of divine power, and whipped out its thick python tail.

"boom."

The giant hand that covered the sky was invincible, and both A Le and Evil Spirit were shot away and fell into the Tianchi.

After this blow, A Le and Xie Ling suffered heavy losses. The holy blood dyed a large area of ​​Tianchi red, causing the cold Tianchi water to boil.

It's not that they are too weak, but that Po Demon Lord is too strong.

The great sage who broke the forty-two shackles was by no means an ordinary person.

You must know that if a great saint in the Hundred Shackles Realm breaks one shackle, the power of his immortal body can be increased by one tenth.

In other words, breaking ten shackles can double one's strength.

If he could break all the 100 shackles, he would be able to unleash ten times the power.

This is only the enhancement of the physical body, and does not include the improvement of the Hundred Flail Realm Great Sage's understanding of the holy way, the improvement of his ability to control the rules of heaven and earth, and the holy energy of heaven and earth.

Although Po Demon Lord fell into the realm, he broke the forty-two shackles, and the power of the immortal body was more than four times stronger than that of the great sage at the peak of the immortal realm.

Even if there is no support from the power of the Great Sage, it cannot be underestimated.

If the realm is insufficient, strength will make up for it.

"There is a huge difference in strength between those who have fallen into the Hundred Flails Realm and those who have fallen into the Immortal Realm." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

He had previously killed Tian Ling, who was once the peak immortal saint, without much effort at all, but now, Po Demon Lord had put a lot of pressure on him.

"Zhang Ruochen, you still dare to be distracted now. You really don't know how to write the word death." Yin Yuanchen, who had merged with the divine corpse, said.

At the same time, he had rushed forward, swung his divine sword, and slashed out.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Yin Yuanchen lightly, waved his hand, and held out the blood-dropping sword.

At the same time, the majestic five elements of chaotic energy emerged from his body, combined with the rules of truth, and evolved into a vast starry sky.

The Temple of Time and the Temple of Space can only imprison time and space, but they cannot block his way of truth.

"Sealing."

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded.

In the sky above Zhang Ruochen, twenty-four sacred bones appeared, with many secret patterns intertwined on them, releasing extremely special power fluctuations, covering Zhang Ruochen.

Suddenly, the realm of truth condensed by Zhang Ruochen began to vibrate slightly.

"Is there someone involved in the Temple of Truth?"

Zhang Ruochen's heart sank slightly.

It's normal to think about it. The factions in the heaven realm are huge, and they naturally have strong power in the Temple of Truth. Otherwise, how can we get the secret method of condensing the form of the truth realm for Archangel King Michael?

Above the clouds, there was a person standing with a sneer in his eyes, looking down at Zhang Ruochen below.

It was none other than one of the ten divine disciples of the Temple of Truth, Dongfang Qingyu.

"It seems that Master's guess is correct. The master of the palace has indeed taught Zhang Ruochen the secret method of condensing the realm of truth. The twenty-four sacred bones prepared for this have come in handy." Dongfang Qingyu said to himself.

With the twenty-four divine bones refined by his master himself, even if Zhang Ruochen condenses the "boundless universe" truth realm, it will still be suppressed and unable to play any role.

Not only the form of truth, but also the way of truth cannot be used.

In this way, Zhang Ruochen was completely reduced to meat on the chopping board and could no longer resist.

However, the next moment, Dongfang Qingyu looked shocked, "What's going on? Why hasn't Zhang Ruochen's Realm of Truth been suppressed?"

The realm of truth condensed by Zhang Ruochen is inherently different from that of the Temple of Truth. In addition, with the heart of truth, how can it be easily suppressed?

"Yin and yang are two things that conquer the heavens and create good fortune."

Zhang Ruochen shouted low, mobilized his own sword rules, and controlled the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword and the Blood Sword at the same time, evolving the strongest sword formation of the Liang Yi Sect.

A huge Yin-Yang Tai Chi pattern appeared, hanging above Zhang Ruochen, slowly rotating, creating endless changes.

"Wow."

Streams of sword light that were condensed to the extreme flew out from the Yin Yang Tai Chi pattern and launched attacks on Yin Yuanchen and Archangel King Michael at the same time.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen took out the hilt of the ancient sword from the sword tomb, activated it with holy energy, and quickly formed a long and slender sword body, and took the initiative to slash at Po Demon Lord.

In his eyes, Po Demon Lord is the most important opponent.

With his own strength, he can resist the suppression of the disciples of the three major temples and the attacks of the three powerful men, and he can also take the initiative to launch attacks. It can be said that Zhang Ruochen, who is in the realm of the Saint King, has achieved something unprecedented.

Po Demon Lord couldn't help but sneer: "Since you are so anxious to seek death, I will help you."

As he spoke, Po Demon Lord's figure skyrocketed and turned into a hundred-foot-tall giant. The demonic power became more and more powerful, and dazzling demonic light bloomed from his limbs, swimming like a dragon and snake. It was the power of the forty-two shackles he had broken in the Hundred Shackles Realm.

Hundreds of shackles are spread all over the body.

Just like the immortal body, breaking off the shackles often goes from easy to difficult.

There are ten shackles distributed on each limb of the human monk, which are relatively easy to break. Demon Breaker has broken all the shackles on his limbs and tapped the power of the four poles of the human body to the extreme.

"The devil tears the hand of the sky."

"Click."

Po Demon Lord's big hand grabbed Zhang Ruochen's sword light and crushed it to pieces.

Then, his hand patted towards Zhang Ruochen.

"boom."

Even with the divine sword blocking him, Zhang Ruochen still took a dozen steps back, his breath becoming slightly disordered.

"What a powerful force." Zhang Ruochen said secretly.

Seeing the Po Demon Lord attacking again, Zhang Ruochen quickly struck out with a palm, mobilizing millions of rules and stimulating the power of the Vulcan Armor.

Facing such a powerful opponent, he obviously had to treat it with caution and go all out.

From the palm of his hand, a green divine dragon flew out, rising in the wind, its body burning with blazing flames, causing the temperature of the entire Tianchi to suddenly rise a lot.

"boom."

Although Po Demon Lord's attack was fierce, it was still resisted.

"Catch me again."

Zhang Ruochen shouted loudly, released the vast holy energy, and condensed a domineering palm seal that destroyed the heaven and the earth.

"Bang bang."

For a moment, Zhang Ruochen and Po Demon Lord were fighting fiercely. Both of them did not hold back and launched an attack with all their strength.

…

Seeing Zhang Ruochen fighting fiercely with the three powerful men, but not losing much, the monks from the Heaven Realm faction all whispered and felt their hearts pounding.

Zhang Ruochen is only at the Saint King level and is already so difficult to kill.

What will happen when he breaks through to the realm of the Great Sage?

Young Master Yaotian cast his gaze into the Yuanchu Temple, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Chi Kongle must be captured as soon as possible."

In order to prevent accidents, it is undoubtedly necessary to master Chi Kongle's trump card.

Immediately, many leaders, including Mr. Yaotian, entered the Yuanchu Temple.

Aware of the intentions of the factions in the heaven world, the Nine Heavens Xuannv and the Seventy-two Palace Saints quickly protected Chi Kongle.

Xue Wuye also gathered with the other five world disciples and walked to the front. No matter whether he was strong enough or not, he could use his arm as a chariot or he could use an egg to hit a rock.

They will not back down from their due responsibilities.

Because of the refining of the Heart of the Sacred Tree, Xue Wuye's vitality and recovery power are now extremely powerful, far superior to other Holy Kings.

He was so seriously injured by King Fangze before, but now he is mostly healed.

Young Master Yaotian looked at Jiutian Xuannv and sighed: "Why bother? The destruction of the Kunlun Realm has become inevitable. No matter how you resist, it will be of no avail. It is just a sacrifice in vain. You have all seen how powerful the factions in the Heaven Realm are. Even if Zhang Ruochen No matter how hard he fights, can he break through the suppression of the disciples of the three major temples? Can he break the siege of two earth masters and hundreds of top Saint King Realm experts? He is also a human being, and he can also be tired and exhausted. The oil will run out and the lamp will dry up.”

"Give up your resistance and follow me back to the world of Tianquan. This is the wisest choice."

"Uh-huh."

Jiutian Xuannv raised the holy sword, pointed it at Young Master Yaotian, and said: "Yaotian, you want to be a dog, don't think that others want to do the same. While saying that she wants to help the Kunlun world, she is colluding with the Heavenly world and intends to destroy the Kunlun world. Jiutian Xuannv Lord Yao Shen is upright and unparalleled, how could he have a despicable descendant like you?"

Martial Saint Canglan has always had a hot temper. He is not as elegant as the talented woman with holy books. Any emotions will be expressed directly.

From the very beginning, she hated Young Master Yaotian, and now she hates him to the extreme and wants to tear him into pieces.

Mr. Yaotian did not get angry and said with a smile: "Those who understand the current affairs are heroes. History is always written by the winners. As long as the goal can be achieved, who cares what means you use?"

"Okay, don't resist anymore, I don't want to hurt you. As long as these people in the court choose to surrender, I can come forward and save their lives."

"Young pretty boy, what the hell are you talking about? It stinks, it stinks! I, Master Chen, am the backbone of the Kunlun Realm that keeps pressing on me. I can always hold up the sky. Once you kill them all, your death will follow." Xiangtu said.

There was a terrible murderous intent in Young Master Yaotian's eyes, and he said: "What a sharp-tongued beast. He will never end well if he insults me. Do it, except for Chi Kongle and Jiutian Xuannv. No one else will be spared."