God Emperor

"puff!"

"puff!"

Que consecutively beheaded three Great Perfection Saints in the Hundred Flails Realm. His strikes were fast, accurate, and ruthless. It was obvious that he had been hit with real fire today and did not care about the "no killing" prohibition.

Just when he was about to kill the fourth member of the Eight Sons of Life and Death, the original light bloomed in the dark copper temple.

Yan Wushen rushed out of the darkness, half of the flesh and blood on his body disappeared, revealing a large number of golden bones, and his face was ferocious, like the hell god Yama.

There are original rules in the palms of his hands, condensing an original Tao tower.

"Die to me."

The body jumped up and smashed the Origin Tao Tower towards Que.

Yan Wushen was also angered today.

In an instant, the entire bronze temple was filled with powerful energy, the wind howled, and the energy surged.

Que had no choice but to give up his thoughts of killing, and with a backhand sword, he drew out a brilliant and dazzling arc of sword light, slashing towards the Origin Tao Tower.

"Bang!"

The origin Tao tower collapsed and turned into an even more dazzling source light.

Yan Wushen and Que each spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards in two different directions.

Soon after, the remaining five living and dead Eight Sons all appeared in the Bronze Temple. They saw the three people lying on the ground and found that the life energy of the three people was rapidly draining.

The eight sons of life and death have grown up together, practiced together, and are brothers and sisters.

Seeing this scene, they were so jealous that they each held up the "Book of Life" and "Book of Death", running the incomplete immortal formation, and attacked Que.

"kill!"

Que half knelt on the ground, supported his body with his sword, gritted his bloody teeth, and charged forward.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at Yan Wushen and was extremely surprised.

In such a small space as the Bronze Temple, he was able to survive despite the dark space-time matter being aroused.

Yan Wushen was seriously injured. After getting up from the ground, he ignored the injuries on his body and rushed to the side of the three Great Perfection Saints of the Hundred Flails Realm. He mobilized the original power and Buddha's light to purify the void that invaded the three people's bodies. gas.

The missing three swords hit the vital points directly, and the power of nothingness invaded the three people's bodies.

If the power of the void is not resolved in time, no matter how strong the vitality of the three people is, they will be swallowed up by the void in a moment, and they will die without even a scrap left.

Zhang Ruochen turned into a breeze, flew down from the top of the bronze statue, and glanced at Yan Wushen.

Yan Wushen also stared at him.

Their eyes met each other, and their eyes contained various complex emotions.

If he takes action, now is the best time to kill Yan Wushen, and he will definitely die.

However, Zhang Ruochen did not take action, quickly withdrew his gaze and rushed towards the gate of the Bronze Temple.

For an opponent like Yan Wushen, Zhang Ruochen didn't want to kill him when he was saving people. This is one of them.

Second, Yan Wushen cannot be killed.

The dark space-time substance destroyed the runes and a large number of formation patterns in the temple. Zhang Ruochen had just arrived at the door and found that there were residual formation inscriptions floating in the air.

"not good!"

Ahead, a dazzling sword light flew towards him. The light was so white that it almost blinded Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

Zhang Ruochen quickly closed his eyes and used his mental power to perceive.

"It's the ninth-grade sword formation."

The dazzling sword light was emitted by eighty-one war swords. Under the control of dozens of Great Holy Array mages, it turned into a long dragon of war swords and charged towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his right hand and twirled his fingers.

Suddenly, thirty-six space swords condensed in the space in front of him, colliding with the eighty-one war swords flying towards him.

This ninth-grade sword formation has a formation master sitting in charge, and it is extremely powerful.

The two war swords collided, emitting deafening sword sounds.

Thousands of sword lights evolved, and the sharp sword energy flew out and collided with the walls, pillars, and floors of the Bronze Temple, leaving white marks.

I don’t know what material the Bronze Temple is made of, and I don’t know what mysterious power it contains. Even the Great Sage cannot destroy it, and even the dark space-time material cannot shake it.

"Purple and golden gourd."

Zhang Ruochen summoned the purple gold gourd, protected his body with supreme power, and pressed his arm to the ground.

Thirty-six space swords turned into a sword path. The sword body rolled, rushed from the ground to the distance, and hit the formation master who was in charge of the sword formation.

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"

The formation master's defense was broken through, and three space swords pierced through his chest, abdomen, and right leg.

The formation master let out a scream and was thrown backwards.

Seeing that he was about to be hit by seven other space swords and suffer the death penalty of being strangled by random swords, the green pen in Yan Zhexian's hand was drawn out, forming seven runes and cutting off the seven space swords. .

Without the guidance of the formation master, the power of the ninth-grade sword formation was greatly reduced.

"break!"

Zhang Ruochen's body erupted with a space shock force, hitting eighty-one swords.

All the war swords flew out in pieces.

Yan Zhexian's body was suspended in the sky above the 384 bronze steps. He looked at Zhang Ruochen horizontally. His beautiful eyes were cold and sharp, and he said: "I didn't expect you to be able to break out of the Bronze Temple. Just let me See you later."

"If you don't want the Yama clan to suffer heavy casualties, it's best not to stop me." Zhang Ruochen said.

In the final analysis, the battle of hunting heaven and the battle of merit in heaven and hell are completely different.

The battle of merit means either you die or I die. It is a battle of life and death.

The Battle of Huntian is just a competitive battle between various clans in the hell world. It does not necessarily determine life or death. It can only be regarded as a battle of interests, a battle of honor and disgrace.

Unless it was a last resort, Zhang Ruochen didn't want to have too deep an enmity with the Yama clan on the hunting battlefield.

"Big Kunpeng Talisman!"

The pen in Yan Zhexian's hand was infected with Kunpeng's blood, and he drew a real Kunpeng.

Kunpeng spread its wings and flew towards the temple gate.

The ten tattered golden wings on Zhang Ruochen's back spread out and turned into a golden light, cutting Kunpeng into two halves, and then flew into the dark night rain.

Just after flying a certain distance, Zhang Ruochen noticed something was wrong.

Ye Yu disappeared!

My eyes were bright and the cold wind was blowing all around.

He was standing in a snowy world, with mountains covered in snow and snowflakes falling, and the end of the world could not be seen at a glance.

"This is...a fantasy array!"

Zhang Ruochen opened his palm and caught a snowflake in his palm.

The snowflake melts and turns into a drop of ice water.

It's very real, not like a fantasy.

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"What a brilliant illusion formation. It should be arranged by the formation master and the illusion master together. The Yama clan is really full of talents." Zhang Ruochen said to himself.

"Zhang Ruochen, do you know now that you have fallen into a trap? I have no intention of fighting you alone, I just want to lure you into the battle."

Yan Zhexian's voice was still cold, but particularly beautiful.

"Boom!"

In the vast world of glaciers, the earth shook.

Seven towering ice and snow peaks broke through the ground and stood up.

The shape of the seven peaks is like seven ghosts, with terrifying faces, but they release powerful oppressive power, falling on Zhang Ruochen from seven directions.

This oppressive force is real and continuously compresses the real space, virtual time realm, and truth realm supported by Zhang Ruochen, making the space in which he can move smaller and smaller.

"The Wanli Glacier Illusion Array, coupled with the Ksitigarbha Seven Evil Talisman, nearly a hundred Great Holy Talisman Masters and Great Holy Array Masters will attack together. Is it enough to kill you?"

Yan Zhexian's figure appeared on the top of one of the snow peaks. His appearance was beautiful and his temperament was pure, like a pure and flawless snow lotus.

Zhang Ruochen remained calm and said: "With the formation masters, Fu Dao masters, and illusion masters working together to set up these two large formations, it would be enough to kill ten thousand great saints in the first realm, let alone me. "

"Give you another chance. If you give up your cultivation, there will be a way to survive. Think carefully, this is your only chance." Yan Zhexian said.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "Your arrangement can indeed kill me. However, you are also in the formation now. I can guarantee that I can kill you first before the formation kills me."

"Yeah?"

Yan Zhexian just said one voice, but seven overlapping tones sounded in the cold wind.

On the top of the other six snow peaks, a Yan Zhexian also appeared, still fluttering in white clothes and holding a green pen, resembling an ice and snow fairy.

The seven Yan Zhexian are difficult to distinguish between true and false.

There is no way, in order for the Ksitigarbha Seven Evil Talisman to exert its powerful power, Yan Zhexian must enter the formation.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Yan Zhexian at the top of the Seven Peaks and said, "I'm afraid you don't know how profound my attainments are in the way of truth. Using the illusion array to deal with me will be the stupidest thing you have ever done. Decide."

"Wow——"

Zhang Ruochen turned into a golden light and flew to the top of one of the snow peaks at the fastest speed.

Yan Zhexian looked at Zhang Ruochen who was flying straight towards him. A look of surprise appeared on his clean face, and he said secretly: "The illusion array is not an illusion, but he can easily see through it. Is he still the controller of the truth?"

Without any time to think about it, Yan Zhexian immediately activated the runes.

Even without the Wanli Glacier Illusion Array, she was still confident that she could kill the seriously injured Zhang Ruochen with the help of the Ksitigarbha Seven Evils.

"Boom."

One of the snow peaks moved. It looked like a ghost. A pair of huge hands of ice and snow formed an ancient seal and struck at Zhang Ruochen.

This palm seal is as powerful as a full-strength strike from the Great Sage at the peak of the Thousand Questions Realm.

Zhang Ruochen burst out with extreme speed to avoid it and continued to fly upward.

The second snow peak seal in the form of a ghost.

The third snow peak takes action.

…

Zhang Ruochen avoided the power exerted by five snow peaks in a row, and finally had no choice but to activate the purple gourd to activate the supreme power when the sixth snow peak exerted his palm seal.

From the mouth of the gourd, a thick pillar of golden fire surged out, colliding with the huge snow palm like a cloud.

The two forces are in conflict and are at a stalemate.

At this time, the palm prints made by the seventh snow peak were suppressed.

"More than sixty great holy talisman masters attacked together, and their power was too powerful. It is indeed not something I can resist with my current cultivation level."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were serious, his hands left the purple gourd, and his body moved forward, flying out from the fingers of the ice and snow palm prints.

Above the head is the seventh palm seal.

"Time flows."

Zhang Ruochen struck out with his palm, and tens of millions of time rules surged out of his body, triggering the time imprints in this space and condensing a long river of time one hundred thousand feet long.

The long river of time collided with the ice and snow palm print, causing a change in the speed of time, making the palm print fall extremely slowly.

Taking this opportunity, Zhang Ruochen flew up from the edge of the ice and snow palm prints and rushed straight to Yan Zhexian at the top of the mountain.

No matter how calm Yan Zhexian was, a look of surprise appeared on his pretty face, and he was a little panicked.

Once the Earthly Evil Seven Evil Talisman is displayed, it can be compared to seven great saints at the peak of the Thousand Questions Realm.

Even if Zhang Ruochen's combat power is heaven-defying, it is only at the Hundred Flails level. How can he break through the attack circle of the Seven Evils?

Doesn't it mean that with Zhang Ruochen's strength, even if several great saints at the top of the Thousand Questions Realm attack together, they can't kill him?

Zhang Ruochen came close to Yan Zhexian, pinched his fingers, and instantly snatched the pen away from her hand.

Yan Zhexian turned around to escape, but Zhang Ruochen grabbed his shoulder with a claw, and a look of pain appeared on his beautiful face. Just as he was about to cut off his arm to survive, Zhang Ruochen pinched his neck.

Holy energy surged out from Zhang Ruochen's fingertips and invaded her body.

"Hurry up and ask those great saint talisman masters to stop activating the talisman patterns, otherwise..." Zhang Ruochen said.

Yan Zhexian's face showed a determined look, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Don't even think about it, even if I die, I will drag you into the funeral."

The Ksitigarbha Seven Evil Talisman has been formed. Even without Yan Zhexian in charge, it is still powerful. Zhang Ruochen is not sure of breaking it. Capturing Yan Zhexian was the only way he could think of to break the situation.

"Did I say I was going to kill you?"

Zhang Ruochen's lips came close to Yan Zhexian's snow-white ears, and he said softly: "You should know me, Zhang Ruochen, I am a compassionate person. I have not killed any mortal enemies like Fairy Lian Xi in the Soul Realm. , How could I be willing to kill you?"

"shameless."

Yan Zhexian thought that the reason why Zhang Ruochen didn't kill her before was probably because he had some intention towards her, and he felt a chill in his heart. He hated this person extremely.

Yan Zhexian has a strong personality and releases his mental power, wanting to continue fighting Zhang Ruochen to the death.

However, as soon as his mental power was released, his brain felt stinging.

The mental power then dispersed and could not be condensed into attack power.

"If you want to use me to escape from the Yan Luo clan's own star, you can't succeed." Yan Zhexian said.

Zhang Ruochen kissed her crystal clear face, his pupils turned blood red, and he said rather evilly: "Since you say I am a shameless person, then I can only do shameless things. Even if I die today, Worth it!”

"What are you going to do?"

Yan Zhexian couldn't move. The moment he was kissed by Zhang Ruochen, he felt extremely sick in his heart. He wished he could cut this shameless man into pieces.

"I wonder if the Divine Eye of All Realms can be reflected here."

Zhang Ruochen's hand extended downward along Yan Zhexian's neck.

Very slow……

Get closer step by step.

"All Talisman Masters listen to the order and stop activating the Talisman patterns."

Yan Zhexian trembled all over, closed his eyes and shouted.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes regained their composure, he withdrew his hand, gently touched her cheek, and said, "Thank you."

"You can't escape today. Those talisman masters will listen to me, but the other great sages of the Yama clan will not."

Zhang Ruochen, a shameless man, was placed first on her must-kill list.