God Emperor

The divine fire millstone was like a brilliant sun, spinning across the sky, crushing all the power of the curse.

"This power...how is it possible?"

Wujiang's face was as pale as paper reflected by the divine fire, and his robes were burning, and he felt unbelievable in his heart.

This move is obviously a Qianwen level high-level holy technique, and it is combined with Zhang Ruochen's second-grade holy will.

Zhang Ruochen had lost most of his Great Sage blood, so how could he still have the strength to perform such a powerful move?

Wujiang gritted his teeth, refused to give in, and went all out to stimulate the power of the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead to fight against the Divine Fire Millstone.

"Pop."

The wound that had healed opened again, blood dripped, and pain was bone-piercing.

"Boom."

The divine fire millstone exploded into pieces and turned into a rain of fire all over the sky.

Wujiang was hit by this force and flew backwards like a cannonball. One-third of the flesh and blood in his body was shattered and flew out from his bones. It was extremely miserable.

This scene shocked Emperor Yu, Moyin, and Lord Zuo Mu who were present.

Why did Zhang Ruochen suddenly become so powerful that even Wujiang's mastery of the supreme holy weapon could not block his attack?

Prajna, who fled far away, sent a message to Wujiang: "Zhang Ruochen's injury has recovered. Run away quickly. You are no match for him now."

Wujiang released a large amount of dark energy from his body, turned into an air bridge, and quickly fled away from the No. 3 Dark Star, leaving a cruel message: "Zhang Ruochen, wait until my injury recovers, and we will decide the outcome."

"Here comes the bow."

Zhang Ruochen spread his right hand.

Moyin took out the Ice Wood Divine Bow and put it in Zhang Ruochen's hand.

The moment Zhang Ruochen grabbed the bow bone, all the inscriptions on the bow bone emerged, releasing an astonishing cold air, and pieces of snowflakes flew thousands of miles away.

"Chichi."

Zhang Ruochen mobilized tens of millions of water rules, condensed them into an ice arrow, and stretched the Ice Wood Divine Bow.

The ice arrow contained his killing will, flew out from the bow, and turned into a flow mark dozens of miles long.

"Pfft."

The ice arrow hit Wujiang, who had fled thousands of miles away, and hit his vest, penetrating his body.

A scream of grief and indignation resounded through the void.

Just as Zhang Ruochen was about to shoot the second arrow, Prajna appeared beside Wujiang and dragged him into the darkness, and the two of them disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Ruochen's eyelids shrank and he had no choice but to shoot the second arrow at Saint Zuo Mu.

When Saint Lord Zuo Mu saw Zhang Ruochen defeating Wujiang with one move, he knew something was wrong, so he avoided Zhang Ruochen and quickly escaped from another direction.

Behind him, there was a chill.

Saint Zuo Mu glanced back and found that the ice arrow was close at hand.

"Damn it, why did Zhang Ruochen suddenly become so powerful? Even if I am not injured and am in peak condition, I may not get a good deal against him."

Saint Zuo Mu turned around and struck out with a palm, shattering the ice arrow with a snap.

However, his liquid palm was hit by a large amount of broken ice. The broken ice contained Zhang Ruochen's will to kill. It not only attacked his holy soul, but also froze his entire right arm.

Zhang Ruochen shot the second arrow, the third arrow...

After the seventh arrow, most of Zuo Mu Shengjun's body was frozen.

"He's still running away. I really thought I could escape today."

Zhang Ruochen returned the ice-wood divine bow to Moyin, unfolded the ten wings, and the ancestral divine pattern was on the golden wings, releasing a strange blood-red light. He turned into a golden stream of light and flew out.

The speed was so fast that in an instant, he was thousands of miles away.

Emperor Yu was a little startled. Zhang Ruochen must have been too powerful. When he came out of the cave, he seemed to have undergone some kind of metamorphosis, and he was completely invincible.

Moyin stared at her with a smile and said: "Don't be in a daze. Even if you want to worship the master, wait until the battle is over. The master just sent a message, asking us to follow immediately and stay away from the third dark star."

Saint Zuo Mu was born in the origin of the universe, "Haishi Xingwu". Throughout his life, he was the enemy of the Meteor Temple and challenged the Temple of Destiny. Even if he was captured in the end, it was because of the high cultivation level of the Holy Guard of Destiny in the Temple of Destiny. Exposed him too much, reaching a state of life-or-death.

He never thought that one day, he would be hunted down so embarrassingly by a monk whose cultivation level was far inferior to his own.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen getting closer and closer, Zuo Mu Shengjun felt that he was at the end of his rope and flew out of the darkness. In front of him was the colorful starry sky, which printed his pupils into six colors.

He suddenly didn't want to escape and decided to fight Zhang Ruochen to the death.

Zhang Ruochen chased after him, slowing down, and white divine fire appeared under his feet. Soon the divine fire turned into a sea of ​​fire, covering Saint Zuo Mu.

Saint Zuo Mu turned around, stared at Zhang Ruochen's young and handsome face, and said with a smile: "The history of this universe is long and endless, and countless gods with great achievements have been born. It was space that gave birth to them. But , they were killed by time again and returned to dust, unable to last forever.”

"Many monks say that nothingness is the most terrifying thing. Regardless of living beings, dead spirits, or strange spirits, as long as they fall into the world of nothingness, they will definitely die."

"However, I think time and space are the scariest things."

"No matter how powerful the gods are, they are all born in space, grow in space, and are finally killed by time. Time and space are like playing with them, let them live, they will live, let them die, they must Gotta die.”

"Zhang Ruochen, you are the third monk born in the world who can control both time and space. If you have time, you must go to Haishi Xingwu. Only there can you understand the true meaning of time and space."

"I will remember what you said today." Zhang Ruochen said.

Zuo Mu Shengjun's liquid body quickly solidified and turned into a human form again. He was wearing purple meteor armor and said: "Do you dare to fight me without using space power?"

Zhang Ruochen didn't speak, obviously feeling that there was no need to agree to Zuo Mu Shengjun's condition.

Yuhuang and Moyin caught up, stood in the other two positions, and formed a triangular formation with Zhang Ruochen to surround Zuo Mu Shengjun.

Saint Zuo Mu did not look at them, but still stared at Zhang Ruochen, saying: "Actually, if another monk is chasing me, no matter who he is, no matter how many monks he brings, I will be sure to use the power of space to escape. But only If you, Zhang Ruochen, the master of time and space, take action, I know that you will not be able to escape today no matter what."

"Before I die, I only have this small request. I just want to know how big the gap is between me and the top geniuses in the world."

Zhang Ruochen stared at him coldly and said, "When death is imminent, there is so much nonsense."

With a slap on the purple gold gourd, the gourd flew up and hung above his head.

"Wow——"

At Hulukou, 72 million space formation inscriptions were activated, turning into a large space formation covering a radius of 800 miles.

Emperor Yu and Moyin received the message from Zhang Ruochen and immediately retreated to 800 miles away. Saint Zuo Mu also wanted to escape, but he failed to escape from the space formation.

"Boom."

As the area covered by the formation collapsed, Saint Lord Zuo Mu was taken into the gourd, and his vicious curses and angry roars echoed in the void.

Zhang Ruochen took back the purple gold gourd and held it in his palm, his eyes showing no emotion.

In the past, it was very likely that Zhang Ruochen would really agree to the dying man's last request.

However, after experiencing so many things, how could he still be so childish and kind?

Saint Zuo Mu is not a weakling, but a first-class strong man. Even if he is seriously injured now, if Zhang Ruochen does not use space power to restrain him, the outcome is still difficult to say.

A person like Zuo Mu Shengjun, who can hide in the Meteor Temple for hundreds of years and escape capture from the Meteor Temple and the Destiny Temple many times, is definitely a cunning and cunning person.

At the beginning, Saint Zuo Mu was pouring ecstasy soup into Zhang Ruochen, exalting time and space to the sky, as if he was good at words even when he was about to die.

In fact, he was thinking all the time about how to kill Zhang Ruochen and make a comeback.

His only chance to make a comeback is to enter Zhang Ruochen's body and seize Zhang Ruochen's body.

If Zhang Ruochen didn't use space power to fight him, he actually had a chance of success, and the chance was not small.

"Your body is the Purple Rain of Space. Refining you and the Purple Gold Gourd into one should be able to increase the inner space of the gourd a lot." Zhang Ruochen said as he looked at the Purple Gold Gourd.

In the gourd, the resentful voice of Lord Zuo Mu sounded: "Zhang Ruochen, there are many gods in the hell world, and they will not let a time and space controller grow up. When you grow to a certain level, they will be afraid. Once they are afraid, they will definitely You kill. Don’t be too proud, you will come to accompany me soon.”

Zhang Ruochen was unmoved, mobilized the holy energy, injected it into the gourd, stimulated the power to destroy Jinyang, and refined Saint Zuo Mu.

The graceful figure of Moyin descended from the sky and appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen. He bowed and said, "Congratulations, master, for suppressing Saint Lord Zuo Mu."

Emperor Yu flew over the sea of ​​fire, with a pair of breathtakingly beautiful eyes filled with wonder, and said, "Your purple gold gourd seems to have become even more powerful."

Saint Lord Zuo Mu, who was in the middle stage of Qianwen Realm, was suddenly taken in. How could she remain calm?

This is so shocking!

"It's not a big deal, it's just that Lord Zuo Mu was seriously injured and happened to be restrained by space, so he couldn't resist Zijin Gourd." Zhang Ruochen said calmly.

Inside the Dark Star, Zhang Ruochen's mental strength increased to the sixty-fifth level, so he modified the space inscriptions on Hulukou from 36 million to 72 million.

Moreover, the Purple Gold Gourd also refined the Blue Marrow Star.

The gourd's ability to swallow and absorb is naturally different from what it used to be.

Moyin said: "It's a pity that Wujiang escaped!"

"It's okay to run away. From today on, Wujiang will no longer be my opponent. If he continues to be my enemy, the next time we fight, even if he is destroyed physically and mentally, the Dark Temple will not be able to stop my will to kill him. "

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were once again staring at the boundless darkness behind him, with a worried look between his brows.

If something terrible really comes out of the Dark Star and breaks into the Huntian battlefield, will the gods continue to enforce the existing rules and not interfere in the internal affairs of the battlefield?

"What is the master's next plan? Should he continue to hunt down the Tiannu in the star field near the third dark star?" Moyin asked.

Zhang Ruochen said: "No need, a bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, don't have many points, chasing them is just a waste of time. Let's go back to our home planet first, I have more important things to do."

Three figures flew from a distance.

"Fang Mofeng of the Meteorite Temple, pays homage to the Great Sage Ruochen."