God Emperor

"Bang!"

The head of Saint Zuo Mu exploded, and purple blood mist spewed out from his head like a waterfall. Dozens of broken bones of the great saint were mixed in and smashed across the earth.

Such a sudden change shocked the seventeen great saints present.

A powerful Qianwenjing sage was killed just like that?

The ones who took action were not the powerful Yan Huangtu, Greedy Ying and others in the hell world, but Zhang Ruochen, who had just joined the hell world, and Xia Yu, who was once not famous.

"The strongest among the five Qianwen Realm Heavenly Slaves, Saint Lord Zuo Mu, was killed by the two of them. The Blood Heaven Tribe will defy the heavens in this Heaven Hunting War!"

The great saints of the ghost clan looked at each other with mixed feelings in their hearts.

They were certainly happy that Lord Zuo Mu was killed, but it was Zhang Ruochen who took action, a figure who still gave them a headache. Now that Zhang Ruochen has recovered from his injuries and has come with the general trend, it is still unknown whether he will let them go.

Fang Mofeng, the leader of the Meteorite Temple, shouted: "You two, be careful. Zuo Mu's first form is a liquid demon. He is almost immortal and cannot be killed so easily."

Fang Mofeng didn't need to remind him that Zhang Ruochen's mental power was always locked on the body of Saint Lord Zuo Mu.

It was discovered that the life energy in Saint Lord Zuo Mu's body, which had been rapidly depleted, actually recovered quickly and became more vigorous than before.

On the ground, the corpse with its head exploded emitted a dazzling purple light.

Flesh and bones melted like ice cubes, turning into purple water.

"Crash."

Purple water gushes out from the Meteor Armor and turns into sword-shaped spikes, flowing rapidly towards Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang.

It is better to say "flow" than "prick out".

The speed of flow is faster than lightning.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Ruochen used the power of time to activate the divine power in his left leg, moved in a flash, grabbed Yuhuang's wrist, and dragged her back quickly into the distance.

"I didn't go looking for you, but you took the initiative to send me to my door. Today, no one can escape."

A spiritual voice containing anger sounded.

The sword-shaped spikes formed by the purple water were like fifteen sharp purple lights, chasing Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang and piercing their hearts. Even with the weakening of time's power, Zishui's speed is still extremely fast.

"snort!"

Emperor Yu's right hand stretched out, his five fingers rotated, and in the palm of his snow-white palm, the seven-star ghost lotus appeared.

Driven by her strong blood evil energy, the supreme inscription pattern of the seven-star ghost lotus was activated, emitting thousands of ghost mist, and countless ghost fires suspended in the void, flickering.

The roar sounded, and the supreme power erupted from the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus shattered all the purple sword-shaped spikes into dense droplets and splashed out.

The liquid droplets fell like purple rain, ticking on the ground.

"Wow."

The purple droplets quickly contracted and re-condensed into a ball, turning into a liquid giant more than seven meters tall. The whole body was crystal clear and had two arms like mantis legs. The purple light between the eyebrows was particularly bright, like a scorching purple sun. .

Under its feet, purple mist rolled, accompanied by bursts of thunder.

"Is he a living being or an undead spirit? Or, like the underworld and the dead, is he both a living being and an undead?" Emperor Yu had a surprised look in his eyes, feeling very surprised.

There is no record of any other form of Saint Zuo Mu in the relevant information.

Zhang Ruochen did not panic because of the changes in Zuo Mu Shengjun. Instead, he showed a very interested expression and said: "He has strong spatial fluctuations on his body. He is definitely not an ordinary race."

Saint Zuo Mu's eyes moved back and forth between the seven-star ghost lotus in Yuhuang's hand and the purple gold gourd on Zhang Ruochen's waist, and he laughed loudly: "Although you have ruined my good deeds, with the two supreme holy artifacts, In comparison, it can only be regarded as a small matter.”

"The Supreme Sacred Artifact is here, but you have to be able to get it."

Zhang Ruochen suddenly stamped his feet, and layers of flames surged out from under his feet, including the white pure fire of annihilation and the red flames condensed from the divine patterns of Yan Shen.

In an instant, white and red flames covered the sky and the earth for dozens of miles in radius, turning it into a blazing hell.

No matter what race Zuo Mu Shengjun is, he is still in a liquid state.

Water and fire are in conflict.

Perhaps he can be refined with the help of flames.

"Zhang Ruochen, although you destroyed my second form, you are somewhat capable. However, with your current level of cultivation, you are still far from being able to compete with me."

Saint Zuo Mu roared loudly, and a large amount of purple water surged out of his liquid body.

The purple water was like a flash flood, setting off a wave of water tens of feet high, washing away the Hell of Fire and spreading to hundreds of miles away.

"Uh-huh!"

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang did not dare to touch Zishui, so they each spread their ten wings and soared into the air. Looking down, I saw that the ground below was completely covered with purple water, turning into a purple ocean.

"It is the Tao shape derived from the Holy Tao rules of Saint Zuo Mu." Yu Huang said.

The number of holy Tao rules cultivated by the Qianwenjing Great Sage exceeds tens of billions. He can use his own rules to evolve his own Tao.

Tao shape is a manifestation of Tao.

The powerful Great Sage of the Thousand Questions Realm can create a world by relying on the rules of the Holy Way that he has cultivated. If the world is perfect enough and in harmony with heaven and earth, heaven and man can become one and unleash unparalleled combat power.

The body of Saint Zuo Mu merged with the purple ocean and disappeared without a trace.

As a burst of laughter rang out, a dense rain of purple swords rushed out from the ocean below, shooting towards Zhang Ruochen and Yu Huang who were suspended in mid-air.

The dark and lightless planet was reflected purple at this moment.

Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang looked at each other and injected holy energy into the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus at the same time.

The ghost lotus quickly became huge, and the seven-petal lotus turned into seven ghost clouds, condensing thousands of ghost shadows, like ghost soldiers descending from the sky, clashing with the purple sword rain.

"Boom."

Powerful destructive energy filled the world.

"Be careful, Saint Zuo Mu activated the fourteen sacred weapons of the king and launched a more powerful second wave of attacks."

Having just been reminded of this, Zhang Ruochen sensed the weak spatial fluctuations, became alert, and glanced diagonally behind him. I saw wisps of purple killing energy escaping from the space and condensing into the figure of Zuo Mu Shengjun.

"This is... the murderous shadow of Saint Lord Zuo Mu!" Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

The Shadow of Killing silently stretched out its mantis-like arms, carrying a sharp purple light, and slashed at the back of Zhang Ruochen's neck.

With a crash, Zhang Ruochen pulled out the ghost-headed whip from his waist, arousing the cold and biting ghost energy, and struck behind him with the whip.

"Bang bang."

The ghost whip and the shadow of murder collided fiercely, and the ghost energy and murderous energy formed circles of ripples.

"Break it for me."

Behind Zhang Ruochen, the holy form of the Fudo Ming King appeared, dozens of miles high, and the majestic nine-level sky above his head emitted a dazzling golden light.

Because it is suppressed by the power of the Dark Star, otherwise the Fudo Ming King's holy image could reach more than a thousand miles high, and its power would be even more astonishing.

Fudo Mingou's Holy Prime Minister smacked down with his palm, causing the Shadow of Killing to fall rapidly to the ground.

Zhang Ruochen was about to catch up and completely blow up the Shadow of Slaughter, severely defeating Saint Lord Zuo Mu's will to kill. Not far away, Emperor Yu let out a miserable cry, and was sent flying by the fourteen sacred weapons of the king. He could only rely on the seven-star ghost lotus to support himself.

Facing a strong man like Zuo Mu Shengjun, even if Yuhuang is in charge of the Supreme Sacred Artifact, it will be difficult to confront him head-on.

Of course, the more critical reason is that Saint Zuo Mu has captured more than a dozen of the king's holy weapons, and he is not fighting against the supreme holy weapons with his bare hands.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes fell on the seventeen great saints who were trapped on the cliff by chains in the form of centipedes. He then whipped out the ghost-headed whip, entangled the chains in the form of centipedes, and pulled them suddenly.

"Whoosh."

The centipede-shaped chain was forcibly dragged away by Zhang Ruochen, just like a real centipede.

"If you want to get your soldiers back, use your skills." Zhang Ruochen said loudly, and then turned into a golden light and chased in the direction where Emperor Yu retreated.

The seventeen great saints escaped from the trap, but their cultivation levels did not recover, and they were still sealed by the Shura fighting spirit of Lord Zuo Mu.

"Burn the holy blood, break the seal, help Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu, and kill Saint Zuo Mu." Mo Cuo, Fang Mofeng, and Yan Hanyu, the three great saints of the Meteor Temple, seemed very decisive.

They used secret techniques, and the holy blood in their bodies burned fiercely, refining the Shura war energy belonging to Saint Zuo Mu in their bodies.

Even though burning the holy blood would have terrible side effects, including a great loss of lifespan, at this moment they had no other choice but to fight to the death.

If Saint Zuo Mu defeated Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yu, he would still deal with them next.

This is a deadly feud, and there is no way to escape.

The fourteen great saints of the ghost clan originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to escape, but they were really reluctant to part with their weapons. So they used the Forbidden Technique to develop a ghost fire in their body. The ghost body ignited like a lantern and also refined the seal in the body.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Emperor Yu controlled the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus, and the fourteen sacred weapons of the king controlled by Lord Zuo Mu clashed fiercely more than a hundred times in the blink of an eye.

When Zhang Ruochen chased after him, the corners of Yuhuang's mouth were full of blood and he was seriously injured. The arms holding up the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus became bloody and bloody.

Zhang Ruochen slapped the purple gold gourd, intending to activate the power of the gourd and take away all these sacred weapons of the king.

"Swish."

Saint Zuo Mu obviously knew the power of the Purple Gold Gourd. The fourteen sacred weapons of the king were broken into pieces and flew to fourteen different directions, surrounding Zhang Ruochen and Yuhuang in the center.

Once the power of the gourd is activated, the fourteen sacred weapons of the king can fly hundreds of miles away in an instant.

"Zhang Ruochen, it's useless. That gourd of yours uses the power of space collapse. However, the space of the third dark star is quite stable. Even if the space array appears, the space will not collapse and cannot be contracted at all. Let my soldiers go."

The voice of Saint Zuo Mu came from all directions.

Every word sounds in a different direction.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were as sharp as a knife and said, "In that case, what are you afraid of?"

The murderous shadow of Saint Zuo Mu appeared on the purple sea below, and he laughed loudly: "I am not afraid, but I feel that there is no need for us to be enemies."

"You have killed so many monks in the hell world, including many sons of gods and goddesses. Do you really think you have a chance to integrate into the hell world and become one of them? Stop dreaming. The gods in the hell world will always be on guard against you. "

"Back then, Huangtian had the strong support of Ancestor Shi, and he fought against all the worlds of heaven for many years. He laid down hundreds of millions of corpses and had outstanding military exploits, but he still could not enter the core layer of the hell world. In the end, he killed his master and finally Recognized."

"Zhang Ruochen, I can see that your ideas are not in line with the hell world, and you will never be able to get along with them. You will only be an enemy, and you will not become one of them."

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. How about you cooperate with me?"

Zhang Ruochen asked: "How to cooperate?"

"You killed Xia Yu and dedicated the seven-star ghost lotus in her hand to me. Can I help you win the first place in the Battle of Hunting Sky? We are mutually beneficial and win-win. Isn't it a beautiful thing?"

Immediately afterwards, Saint Zuo Mu said again: "You don't have to worry about being known by the gods. Even the gods cannot sense what happens on the Dark Star."

Although Yuhuang knew that Zhang Ruochen would never cooperate with Zuo Mu Shengjun, he still couldn't help but feel nervous.

As for the seventeen great saints of the hell realm who were attacking the seal, their faces changed wildly, and they all stared at Zhang Ruochen, fearing that he would really cooperate with Lord Zuo Mu.

If that were the case, they would surely die.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen seemed to be hesitating, Saint Zuo Mu continued: "You have seen my combat power just now. With your and Xia Yu's cultivation, even if you have the supreme holy weapon, you will definitely be defeated. It is not wise to be an enemy of me.”

No one expected that Saint Lord Zuo Mu had another form.

In his current form, his combat power is stronger than that of the late Qian Wen Realm. He can even compete with the Great Sage at the peak of the Qian Wen Realm, far exceeding Zhang Ruochen's initial expectations.

You must know that at the beginning, the Yama clan, headed by Yama Emperor Tu and Yan Wushen, assembled more than a dozen Great Perfection Saints of the Hundred Flails Realm, plus the Supreme Sacred Artifact, to suppress and refine the Emperor's Holy Intention Pill that had been cultivated at the peak of the Thousand Questions Realm. change.

In other words, if he did not create an excellent opportunity, Zhang Ruochen would have to mobilize the same number of strong men to kill Saint Zuo Mu.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Saint Lord Zuo Mu and sighed softly: "Your threats and inducements really frightened me and made my heart move. However, Emperor Yu of our Blood Sky Tribe, such a peerless beauty, has conquered the country. Qingcheng, how can I bear to be cruel to her? "

"Besides, the Seven-Star Ghost Lotus has been given to her, and I am embarrassed to take it back. Unfortunately, unfortunately, I am still too soft-hearted towards women. For her, I can only continue to fight today."

Even though he knew that what Zhang Ruochen had just said was all lies and that he was deliberately trying to piss off Lord Zuo Mu, Emperor Yu couldn't help but have a heartfelt smile on his face.

The murderous shadow of Zuo Mu Shengjun let out a loud snort, and said sinisterly: "Another idiot who has become stupid for the sake of women. In this case, you should die together!"

Saint Zuo Mu was about to activate the fourteen holy weapons of the king and continue to attack, but he noticed something strange. The spirit of the fourteen holy weapons of the king was somewhat beyond his control, and he could not do whatever he wanted.

"The reason why I talked so much nonsense with you just now was because I wanted to break the seal for them and delay it for a little longer."

Zhang Ruochen stared at the seventeen great saints of the hell realm and said coldly.

All the seals in the bodies of the seventeen great saints have been broken, and seventeen powerful holy powers erupted from their bodies. The Shura war energy and ghost energy turned into light pillars and air bridges, and seventeen kings and saints that once belonged to them. devices, connected together.