God Emperor

"Ouch!"

Ten tiger roars sounded at the same time.

Zhang Ruochen struck out with a palm, and the shadows of ten gold-buried white tigers shot out from his palm. The golden light gushing out of his palm covered the light of the sword light and the divine flame, and poured out in the opposite direction.

Although Shang Yue is strong, Zhang Ruochen, who borrowed the power of Qiankun Realm, is even stronger.

Dragon Elephant... no, it should be said to be the Dragon-Tiger Prajna Palm. The power of the palm is domineering and powerful, extremely strong and fierce.

The palm force dispersed the pure extinguishing divine fire, and Shang Yue's figure suddenly appeared, and he quickly stepped back. His face turned from red to white, and from white to green. There was no contempt in his eyes anymore, and he became a lot more cautious.

Without a real fight, a monk with a high level will never look down on a monk with a low level.

Because a monk's knowledge has been solidified for hundreds or thousands of years. It is common sense that a high realm will crush a low realm, and it is impossible to change it in a short time. Even if the facts are in front of you, you won't admit it in your heart.

Just like mortals, they will never believe that a newborn baby can kill a strong man with one punch.

Even if it happened before my eyes, I wouldn't believe it.

You will only believe it when you are punched to death.

Shang Yue obviously believed it at this moment, and he had to admit in his heart that a Yuanhui-level genius was indeed not comparable to ordinary monks, and could not be judged by common sense. Of course, this also made her more convinced that there must be many secrets in Zhang Ruochen.

"Uh-huh!"

"Uh-huh!"

Shang Yue and Shang Xia took action at the same time, each holding a holy sword, and attacked Zhang Ruochen from the left and right directions.

The two girls, one with an innate fire spirit and the other with an innate water spirit, attacked at the same time and developed a wonderful sword formation, which combined with the yin and yang principles greatly increased their combat power.

Zhang Ruochen didn't intend to fight one against two, so he waved his hands and rolled out the multi-dimensional sleeves.

The rolled sleeves unfolded, and light burst out, forming small space worlds, covering the entire garden, dividing the formation inscriptions in the garden, making all formations useless and unable to be activated.

Bai Qing'er immediately didn't realize something was wrong and said loudly: "Zhang Ruochen wants to escape, capture him."

Shang Yue, Shang Xia, Yunhuan Iron-Blooded King, the white-haired old woman, the mysterious strong man in white...the monks in the garden took action one after another, casting a series of holy spells in an attempt to break open the small world of multiple dimensions.

"You want to escape with a mere tendril? Let me break it with one blow."

The seal on Yunhuan Iron-Blooded King was lifted, and the bone spear turned into a sharp divine pillar, exploding with a full-strength blow at the peak of the world of death, hitting the curled sleeve hanging in the sky.

Zhang Ruochen looked indifferent and pressed the tip of his right index finger into the void.

"Wow——"

The ground under the feet of the Iron-Blooded King Yunhuan and the sky above his head flashed with dense space inscriptions, which expanded infinitely, making his powerful blow unable to even touch the space walls of multiple spaces. He wanted to destroy the rolled sleeves. It's even more out of reach.

In another small space world, Shang Yue and Shang Xia were intertwined with each other like water and fire spiritual snakes, and evolved into the Ice, Fire, Sun and Moon Sword Formation.

However, Zhang Ruochen had already placed a drop of dark space-time matter in that small space world. Just when the sword array was about to take shape, the dark space-time material suddenly emerged, burst open, and released terrifying destructive power.

With Shang Yue and Shang Xia's cultivation, a drop of dark space-time matter cannot hurt them.

However, at this time, they were trying their best to evolve the sword formation. Their own defenses were weak and they were unable to escape.

As two screams rang out, the space where Shang Yue and Shang Xia were located turned into darkness.

…

This multi-dimensional rolled sleeve is Zhang Ruochen's masterpiece, representing his most peak spatial attainments. He has laid out various attack methods and spatial traps in advance. How can they break it just as they say?

Of course, these monks were not weak. As they became serious and launched attacks with all their strength, Zhang Ruochen's pressure increased greatly.

Zhang Ruochen took out the "Secret Code of Time and Space" and opened the pages one by one. Immediately, a multidimensional space appeared, which combined with the multiple spaces formed by the rolled sleeves and complemented each other.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen's body was divided into thirty-six parts and appeared in thirty-six small space worlds. Each clone is using all its strength to activate the space inscriptions in the rolled sleeves, transforming them into various space attack methods, using the power of space to perfection.

Bai Qing'er stood in one of the small space worlds, as calm as a virgin, unfazed and calm. She looked up at the multi-dimensional sleeves leisurely and said, "You really can bring me surprises everywhere. You can actually trap so many of my masters on your own in the Hundred Flails Realm. It seems like you alone can win against tens of thousands of people. I’m a little serious about our bet now!”

Zhang Ruochen said: "It's a pity that no matter how many monks are trapped, they can't trap you."

"You knew this, but you didn't run away immediately. It seems that you didn't come here alone. Who is the woman who came with you?" Bai Qinger asked.

"hehe!"

Gu Shejing's sweet laughter with the power of illusion spread into the small worlds of space.

The powerful saints who were trapped in the small world of space were affected one after another.

Those with weak cultivation fell directly into the illusion, some cried loudly, and some waved their weapons like crazy.

The great sage with powerful cultivation immediately sat down cross-legged and tried his best to resist the phantom sound.

The pressure on Zhang Ruochen was greatly reduced, and he was shocked. Gu Shejing, a witch who usually did not show off her skills, was so amazing when she really took action. By integrating illusion into the sound, she could make the great sage who was at the peak of his life even dead. Lose combat effectiveness.

Fortunately, the phantom sound did not attack him, otherwise he was not sure whether he could stop it with his sixty-fifth level mental power and heart of truth.

Bai Qing'er, who had always been calm, frowned for the first time, looking through the small world of space and looking at the high wall of the garden. I saw a charming and charming woman in a red dress quietly standing on it. With a slight kick of her jade feet, she flew down like a fairy coming to the dust.

Gu Shejing directly broke into the small world where Bai Qing'er was. In an instant, the entire small world was filled with demonic aura, shrouded in red magic mist, and phantoms of gods and demons taller than the mountains appeared. The momentum is so powerful that it seems to be able to swallow up a starry sky.

"Bai Qing'er, hand over the top-quality original divine crystal, or you will die." Gu Shejing said.

Bai Qing'er was thinking about the identity of the person who came, and said calmly: "You are looking for the wrong person! If you want the best source of divine crystal, you should ask for it from Zhang Ruochen. Many monks know that it was Zhang Ruochen who killed Tan Fei. Stealing the best source of divine crystal."

Gu Shejing glanced at Zhang Ruochen affectionately and said, "Did you steal the top-quality Origin Divine Crystal?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head.

"Look, he said he didn't." Gu Shejing said with a smile.

Bai Qing'er said: "Are the descendants of this generation of Luo Zu Yunshan Realm so easy to deceive? Zhang Ruochen brought you here because he wanted to use you to deal with me and kill people with a knife. Because I am the only one in the world who knows that he has the best source of divine crystals in his hands. Go up. Kill me and he can monopolize the Origin Temple."

Obviously Bai Qing'er has guessed Gu Shejing's identity.

"Compared to Zhang Ruochen, I believe that you are more likely to steal the best source of divine crystals. Besides, even if you are not the best source of divine crystals, I have long wanted to meet you for a while to see what you have. What kind of ability can win over so many top saints? Is it because of beauty?" Gu Shejing said.

Bai Qing'er's face turned cold, and the space seemed to be frozen.

At this moment, Gu Shejing pointed out, and a beam of light flew out from her fingertips.

It seemed like a simple blow, but wherever the beam flew, the Dao Locks, Great Sage Inscriptions, and Divine Patterns were all broken, and dense cracks appeared in even the space.

This is like a light of death that nothing in the world can resist.

"Don't hurt my master."

Shang Xia took out the holy sword, an ancient artifact in his hand, and turned it into a stream of light, which penetrated the space wall of the small space world and collided with the beam of light.

"Bang!"

The sacred ancient artifact, the Holy Sword, was instantly shattered into pieces and turned into pieces of scrap metal, flying in all directions.

However, the power of the beam seemed to have not diminished, hitting Bai Qing'er's heart.

Weird things happen.

A vortex of divine light appeared in Bai Qing'er's heart, absorbing the beam of light and disappearing without a trace.

"Original divine light, it turns out you are the original controller." Gu Shejing was surprised, and at the same time, she believed Zhang Ruochen's words even more. The possibility of Bai Qing'er stealing the top-quality original divine crystal was very high.

Bai Qing'er said: "Luo Zu's magical power in the Yunshan Realm would lead to death without him. It seems that you haven't reached great success yet."

"If you want to experience true magical powers, I will help you." Gu Shejing said.

"No, I'm not interested in you. Someone is more interested in you."

Bai Qing'er turned around and walked towards Zhang Ruochen. The multiple spaces formed by the rolled-up sleeves and the multiple spaces formed by the "Secret Code of Time and Space" were like bubbles, unable to stop her at all.

Seeing Bai Qing'er getting closer and closer, Zhang Ruochen's expression changed again and again. He looked at Gu Shejing, only to find that Gu Shejing didn't have a smile on her face at the moment. She was extremely serious. She had obviously discovered some terrifying enemy. .

Deep in the garden, a voice sounded: "The descendant of Luo Zu Yunshan Realm is only born once every ten thousand years. I think he is not weak. I wonder if he can block my sword?"

It is the voice of Wu Ma Jiuxing.

Hearing this voice, Zhang Ruochen's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

Damn it!

Didn't Wuma Jiuxing go to recuperate from his injuries? Why is he in Ji Feng Sheng's Mansion?

Miscalculation, serious miscalculation.

"Run away, run away immediately."

The space chaos insect on Zhang Ruochen's finger flew out and became as huge as a python, about to eat the space. Bai Qing'er waved his hand, and a large piece of thunder and lightning struck the space chaos insect, causing it to roll out and become the size of an earthworm again.

In an instant, there was only the last space wall left between Bai Qing'er and Zhang Ruochen.

"It's not that easy to break through my spatial sleeves."

Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth, took out a jar of divine blood from the space ring, and threw it out.

This divine blood was melted into the divine stone powder.

The power of the multi-space sleeves was greatly increased, and the space inscriptions turned into blood red, releasing a powerful divine luster. The small world of space where Bai Qing'er is located sometimes stretches infinitely, sometimes squeezes rapidly, and sometimes the whole world collapses...

Even with Bai Qing'er's cultivation level, she was temporarily trapped in it and found it difficult to escape.

"Your Highness, take off his rolled sleeves." Bai Qing'er ordered.

Immediately, a three-foot-tall emerald stone turtle emerged from the ground not far from Zhang Ruochen.

The space inscriptions on the ground were torn apart by it with its bare hands.

"This...this...this king...the king..."

Before Lord Turtle could finish his sentence, he was kicked out by a black hedgehog.

It's Xiaohei.

Perhaps he felt that this turtle looked like a soft persimmon. This time, it was Xiao Hei who took the initiative to challenge.

"You can't even speak clearly, yet you dare to come out and embarrass yourself." Xiao Hei stood on one foot, with the other foot still in a kicking position. There were sharp spikes all over his body.

Lord Turtle was angry. He didn't expect that he, the supreme sage of the Stone Tribe and a first-class holy sage under the guidance of the Great God Huangtian, would be kicked away by a hedgehog.

After rolling more than ten times, the Turtle Prince suddenly stood up. Thousands of ancient divine inscriptions appeared on the turtle shell on his back. An iron staff appeared in his hand and he swung it out.

"Little short-handed man, you are so far away and you still want to hit me?" Xiao Hei laughed wildly and unscrupulously.

If you pick the weakest opponent, you can really abuse it at will.

"Bang!"

Lord Turtle's iron staff seemed to be swung from a distance, but it easily broke through the space and hit Xiao Hei's head, knocking him to the ground. His head and feet were gone, leaving only a ball of black. thorn.

Zhang Ruochen really wanted to lift Xiao Hei up and give him a good beating, but he still dared to despise his opponent.

He knew very well that the rolled sleeves in multiple dimensions could not trap Bai Qing'er for long. If he didn't get out, he might really be blamed here today. After taking back the injured Space Chaos Insect, Zhang Ruochen picked up the dead dog-like Xiao Hei and rushed out of the garden.

Unexpectedly, the stone pillar standing at the gate of the garden suddenly came to life, stretched out a stone palm, and grabbed Zhang Ruochen.

"No, there are actually masters hiding there."

Zhang Ruochen only felt that when the stone palm came over, the ground beneath his feet was sinking downwards and the sky was spinning.

The stone palm seemed to cover the entire world, airtight. Even if Zhang Ruochen whipped out the dragon's white bones, he could not break a gap. He could only watch the five-finger-shaped "sky" collapse.

This is a powerful man even more powerful than the Iron-Blooded King Yun Huan. It is very possible that he has reached the supreme realm.

The other end.

In the depths of the garden, countless lines of light rose up, condensing into a golden sword, and slashed at Gu Shejing.

"Death Festival!"

Gu Shejing formed a seal with her hands, and a circular altar rose under her feet. The red evil spirit of the dead escaped, and the voice of the sacrifice seemed to be transmitted from ancient times to this world. The phantoms of gods and demons revived, holding up the divine halberd. Hit the golden knife.

"Pfft."

The golden sword was indestructible, killing the phantoms of gods and demons, breaking through Gu Shejing's great magical power, and struck her body.

Gu Shejing was thrown off the altar like a kite with its string cut off, her body covered in blood. Her supreme body was severely injured by the golden sword. The rules of the holy way in her body became chaotic and were constantly cut off by the rules of the sword.

Her physical body was on the verge of collapse, and her vitality was gradually destroyed.

"As expected of Wu Ma Jiu Xing, it is really powerful."

Her delicate body trembled slightly, she no longer had the previous charm, and her face lost the smile, but her eyes still contained unyielding will, and her fighting spirit was not defeated by this knife.

Even if there is no life or death, we must look for possible life. This is a truth that every monk who has passed through the realm of death and life understands.