God Emperor

"Don't you dare kill me."

Zhang Ruochen's voice echoed endlessly, with a smile and full of confidence.

"Yeah?"

From Bai Qing'er's fingertips, densely packed rules of the Holy Path flowed out, twisting into a slender thread.

A piece of silk thread is a sharp weapon to kill the Holy Spirit in the world.

"Roar!"

A dazzling golden light appeared behind Zhang Ruochen, turning into a silky cloud of light.

The true form of the Golden Burial White Tiger appeared, standing in the golden light cloud. The word "Burial" between his eyebrows released a powerful divine power. Even with Bai Qing'er's cultivation level, he was shocked and stopped immediately.

Her eyes were full of solemnity.

There is a big gap between the cultivation levels of Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qing'er.

However, the gap in cultivation between Bai Qing'er and Gold Burying White Tiger is even greater.

If it weren't for the punishment caused by the rules of heaven and earth, the Golden Burial White Tiger could blow Bai Qing'er into a white skeleton just by blowing out his divine breath. There may even be no bones left.

Bai Qing'er put away the regular thread and said: "The legendary White Tiger Buried with Gold has finally revealed its true form."

The Golden Burial White Tiger walked to Zhang Ruochen's left, raised his huge head, and said: "If you kill him, I will kill you at all costs."

"Aren't you afraid of attracting divine punishment?" Bai Qing'er asked.

Burying Gold White Tiger said: "The punishment from heaven may not kill me, but if I take action, you will die."

Zhang Ruochen stared at the stunning woman opposite, secretly admiring her in his heart for being able to withstand the powerful power of the Golden Burying White Tiger and yet remain calm and composed. She is worthy of being a Heavenly Master of Formation and the most outstanding person in the divine realm.

Bai Qing'er thought for a long time and said, "Look, what is my talent?"

"Yuan Hui's resources are unparalleled in the world." Burying Jin Baihu said.

Bai Qing'er said: "Then, how about I be your guide? Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level is too low, and his ranking in the "God's Reserve Volume" is not high. He may face a catastrophe in the future, so he is not your best candidate."

"No." Buried Gold White Tiger said.

Bai Qing'er said: "Why? Do you think Zhang Ruochen has greater potential in the future?"

"No, it's just because you offended me and I'm very angry." The gold-burial white tiger stared straight at Bai Qing'er with a pair of tiger eyes, looking very vengeful.

Bai Qing'er once called it a "sick cat" and spoke extremely arrogantly.

The Golden White Tiger is very stingy and always holds a grudge.

It is for this reason that the Golden White Tiger promised Zhang Ruochen that he could borrow its power without restriction as long as he fought Bai Qing'er.

If you don't take revenge, you are not a tiger.

Zhang Ruochen suddenly realized that this tiger still had a lot of personality and couldn't help but want to touch its butt. However, just as he was about to lower his hand, he suddenly paused. He thought that the other person was not Xiao Hei, but a powerful god, so he quickly took it back.

Zhang Ruochen looked very pale because he was injured and said: "Actually, with our current distance, even if the Golden Burial White Tiger doesn't intervene, if I leave, you won't be able to keep me, let alone kill me."

"So confident?" Bai Qinger asked.

Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qinger are thirty miles apart.

For the top saints, this distance is almost negligible.

In the blink of an eye, you can cross over.

Zhang Ruochen calmly stretched out his hand, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Bai Qing'er stared at the Golden Burial White Tiger and said, "He wants to try it himself. If I kill it, you won't have any objections, right?"

"If you can kill him, it's only because he is seeking death." The Golden Burial White Tiger also seemed to have confidence in Zhang Ruochen.

At a distance of thirty miles, let alone Zhang Ruochen, even a strong man like Wu Yueming Emperor would not be able to escape.

Bai Qing'er really didn't believe that Zhang Ruochen could escape from her only with his cultivation at the Baiyong realm and without the power of the Golden Burial White Tiger.

"Uh-huh!"

A human silhouette clone rushed out of Bai Qing'er's body, turned into a white shadow, and flew out quickly.

With her status and cultivation, she could kill a Hundred Flails Realm Great Sage without using her true body.

One clone is enough.

Just like Zhang Ruochen took action to kill a holy king, if he used his true body, he would be too fond of that holy king.

"Wow!"

Although it was a clone, the speed it erupted was more than ten thousand times the speed of sound, spanning thirty miles like lightning, and a claw clasped at Zhang Ruochen's neck.

The neck was crushed.

But that was just Zhang Ruochen's afterimage.

Zhang Ruochen's true body had already crossed the space, moved out, and appeared eight hundred miles away, saying: "You want to kill me with just one clone. You underestimate the descendants of time and space!"

"One is not enough, just a few more."

With a thought in Bai Qing'er's mind, a clone of Bai Qing'er automatically formed behind Zhang Ruochen eight hundred miles away and hit his vest with a palm.

Zhang Ruochen immediately held up the virtual time domain and moved away in space again.

The purpose of holding up the virtual time domain is not to block Bai Qing'er's attack, but to buy time for himself to use space movement. In a confrontation with a strong person like Bai Qing'er, the outcome can be decided in a split second.

The realm of virtual time can help Zhang Ruochen gain that moment of time.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa..."

Bai Qing'er created more and more clones, reaching dozens of clones. Each clone was far more powerful than Zhang Ruochen, and could kill Zhang Ruochen with one blow.

Figures were flying all over the sky, as if there were thousands of goddesses in white, surrounding and killing Zhang Ruochen.

However, they could not hurt Zhang Ruochen in the slightest.

Zhang Ruochen has reached the Great Perfection of the Hundred Flails Realm, possesses immense divine power within his body, and has obtained ninety-nine ten thousandths of the secrets of space. In terms of the ability to escape, there are probably not many monks in the Divine Realm who can surpass him.

"receive!"

All the clones flew back and overlapped Bai Qing'er.

Bai Qing'er said: "I really underestimated the ability of the descendants of time and space to escape."

How could Zhang Ruochen not hear Bai Qing'er's disparagement? He didn't take it to heart and said with a smile: "If you were hunted down, assassinated, and surrounded all year round, you would still be able to develop this skill. All monks in the world can do it." Practicing for immortality can be said to be the only one who survives until the end."

"Then I have to be more serious!"

Bai Qinger closed her eyes.

Zhang Ruochen had a bad premonition and understood that Bai Qing'er was going to launch a mental attack, so he quickly mobilized the blood evil energy in his body and injected it into the God of War's belt. Suddenly, the belt's blood glowed, releasing divine energy and the God of War's will, condensing into a pair of huge blood wings behind Zhang Ruochen.

It is true that only when Zhang Ruochen is attacked by a god can the God of War's belt obtain the divine power of the bloody God of War, thereby saving Zhang Ruochen's life.

However, the God of War's belt itself is also a treasure, enough to withstand mental attacks.

What Zhang Ruochen is most afraid of is Bai Qing'er's mental attack, because mental power can travel thousands of miles in an instant, and it is difficult to escape even if he uses space means.

Just in case, Zhang Ruochen inspired the Vulcan Armor, covering his whole body, and secretly activated the Heart of Truth.

Sure enough, the moment Bai Qing'er closed her eyes, a powerful mental storm struck.

The mental storm was silent, but it was unleashed by a great sage with sixty-nine and a half levels of mental strength. Under the divine realm, no one dared to bear it. Even those gods with weak mental power will be quite afraid.

Zhang Ruochen had various means of resistance, but still chose to use spatial movement to avoid contact with the mental storm.

"The space has been fixed by me, how can you escape?"

Bai Qing'er spread out a palm, and then a 90,000-mile-long phantom of the palm print appeared, suspended in the universe, which was extremely shocking.

Zhang Ruochen seemed to be standing in the palm of her hand, his body as small as dust.

The space is indeed fixed, even more stable than on the Dark Star. Even the top space monks under the divine realm cannot perform space movement.

However, Zhang Ruochen is not what he used to be.

"You can't stop it!"

Zhang Ruochen stepped down with the soles of his feet, and dense space inscriptions rushed out from the soles of his feet, intertwining into a space teleportation formation.

It is not a true space teleportation array, but a combination of space mysteries and space rules.

"Wow!"

The space formation rotated in a circle, and Zhang Ruochen disappeared instantly and was teleported to 300,000 miles away.

A strange look appeared in Bai Qing'er's eyes, and then she figured out something, smiled, and put away the 90,000-mile-long phantom of the palm print.

After a while, she looked at Zhang Ruochen flying back from the horizon and said, "How many secrets of space have you mastered?"

Zhang Ruochen knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he asked with a smile: "How much of the origin secrets have you mastered?"

"Okay, I admit that it is indeed difficult to kill you at a distance of thirty miles. However, you must not get too close to me. If the distance is too close, it will be easy for me to kill you." Bai Qing'er said.

Thirty miles is a safe distance between Zhang Ruochen and Bai Qinger.

With these thirty miles, Zhang Ruochen would have enough time to react and avoid any of Bai Qing'er's killing moves.

"Are you issuing an order to expel guests?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Bai Qing'er said: "I don't care what your purpose is for following me, but it's time for you to leave now. Continuing to follow me will not do you any good."

"Are you afraid of me?"

Zhang Ruochen walked over and walked within thirty miles.

Then within ten miles.

…

He came to the opposite side of Bai Qing'er, looked at this peerless woman at close range, and said, "I said I wanted to marry you, how could I just leave like this?"

Buried Gold White Tiger came to Zhang Ruochen's side.

Bai Qing'er said: "What you want is to take back the top-quality original divine crystal and Tianshu Needle."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "What do I need the Tianshu Needle for? If I are discovered by the gods of the Temple of Destiny in the future, wouldn't I be digging my own grave? Although the artifact is good, with my current cultivation level, I can't use it at all. Instead, it is just a piece of equipment." Disaster. The Sikong of the Temple of Destiny is still there. If he reports my intention to steal the artifact, I will no longer have a foothold in the hell world."

"It's useless for me to ask for the best source crystal. I'm not the controller of the source, so I can't find the source temple at all. Why not follow you, saving time and effort. Besides, when you go to the source temple, you want the source secret. But the source secret It doesn’t mean much to me, I went there just to find an opportunity to cultivate a first-grade holy will.”

"Other than that, for you and me, the other treasures in the Origin Temple are not attractive at all."

"So, our interests do not conflict. I want to marry you sincerely. Why don't you believe me?"

Bai Qing'er knew very well that Zhang Ruochen's words were paralyzing her, but she couldn't find any flaw in Zhang Ruochen's words.

Because what he said is true.

Zhang Ruochen continued: "If you don't believe me and think I have bad intentions, in fact, it is also a good thing for you."

"Is this a good thing?" Bai Qinger asked.

"certainly."

Zhang Ruochen said: "You went to the Origin Temple in a high profile not to kill, but to hone yourself. Isn't it also a kind of training to have an insidious person like me with ill intentions by your side who may be attacked by her at any time?"

"What you said seems to make some sense." Bai Qing'er said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Then are you willing to believe the former or the latter?"

"It doesn't matter."

Bai Qing'er turned into a white light and flew away through the sky.

The Golden Burial White Tiger snorted, sprayed two tubes of golden mist from his nostrils, and said, "Why did you ask her that last question? You might as well ask her where Shangguan Que is."

Zhang Ruochen said: "You don't understand."

"I understand! The question you asked is to test your weight in her heart. Whether she answers the former or the latter, at least it proves that she values ​​you. No matter whether you become lovers or mortal enemies in the future, at least for now She regards you as Zhang Ruochen as the number one person. But an indifferent response means that she doesn't care about your thoughts at all. Your self-esteem is still very small, right?" Bai Hu said.

Zhang Ruochen coughed twice, blood came out of his mouth, and said: "Your ideas are too narrow-minded!"

"Men, when they meet an excellent woman, especially a woman who has defeated him before, they always want to conquer her, so as to prove their excellence and strength." Baihu said.

"This idea is more narrow-minded."

Zhang Ruochen flew towards the Seven Star Imperial Palace, his eyes becoming more and more solemn.

Bai Qing'er is indeed a woman who is difficult to see through. She seems to have endless secrets hidden in her. No one knows how many trump cards she has yet to use.

More importantly, no matter how Zhang Ruochen tried, it was difficult to find any flaws in her.

In fact, Zhang Ruochen had no intention of taking action from the beginning to the end of the battle between the great sages in the Temple of Destiny and Bai Qing'er.

The first reason why he took action in the end was, of course, that there were only a handful of powerful people in the divine realm who could restrain Bai Qing'er. If Xingluo died, there would be one less person to wait for.

In addition, there are two more important purposes.

First, Zhang Ruochen wanted to test whether Bai Qing'er would be injured if Wu Yue ordered the emperor to blow up the Holy Source.

Facts have proved that Bai Qing'er was indeed injured!

Otherwise, she would not have been repulsed by the Golden Burial White Tiger and Zhang Ruochen's magical power. Moreover, she did not go after Xing Luo and the others, nor could she hurt Zhang Ruochen thirty miles away.

The second purpose was that Zhang Ruochen wanted to hide the fact that his injury had healed.

The injury can never heal.

How to cover it up?

It can only hurt more.

Zhang Ruochen's Qihai had long been healed, and even when Bai Qing'er was fighting against the strong men from the Temple of Destiny, he entered the Seven-Star Emperor's Palace and relied on his control over the universe and the assistance of the Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree to force the Seven-Handed Old Man to temporarily surrender and fight together. Bai Qinger.

Now it seems that the injuries are more serious, but in fact, they are all physical injuries. With the recovery ability of Bai Cang Blood and Earth, this injury is not a big deal at all.

Bai Qing'er was too smart. Only by allowing her to seriously injure Zhang Ruochen with her own hands could she be sure that Zhang Ruochen was still injured. Even with the help of the Golden Burial White Tiger, he would not be able to exert much strength in combat.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen was happy to be ignored by Bai Qing'er and even thought that he would just run for his life.

Before the time comes, you must show weakness to the enemy.

This is a very helpless thing!