God Emperor

There are not many monks that Zhang Ruochen looks up to, but Qiu is one of them.

At this moment, the two of them were walking side by side on the huge white stone square outside the Demon Palace. Other monks, such as Yan Huangtu, Yan Zhexian, Prajna, Xuan Qingying, Xuan Zehai... etc., all felt conscious Didn't follow.

This is a conversation between two of the most outstanding representatives of the new generation!

Quedao: "After breaking through to the Thousand Questions Realm, I reached the late stage of the Thousand Questions Realm in one day. Depending on my state of mind and previous accumulation, I could have directly entered the peak of the Thousand Questions Realm and had a glimpse of the Ten Thousand Deaths Realm. However, But your image appeared in my mind, and it ended here.”

"Are you worried about the Emperor's Holy Intention Pill?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Quedao: "Yes, but it is not the main reason."

The Emperor's Holy Intention Pill is an aid in cultivating a single Holy Intent, but Que has already cultivated nine kinds of Holy Intention. What is missing is the perfect second-grade Holy Intention, and what is more needed is the Quasi-Emperor's Holy Intention Pill.

With the Emperor's Holy Will Pill, he can try to break the rules of heaven and earth and fuse the tenth holy meaning.

But the possibility of success is very slim.

Therefore, although the loss of the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill had a certain impact on his state of mind, the impact was not too great.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I understand, you want to fight me and defeat me."

"Before I came to the King's City of Hundred Clans, I did have this idea, and I wanted to defeat you in the same realm." Que said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "What now?"

There was no expression on Que's face, he paused, looked at the vast sky above his head, and said: "I already know that in the same realm, I am far behind you, so there is no need to humiliate myself."

Suddenly, he said again: "On the hunting battlefield, the appearance of you, Yan Wushen, Greed Ying, and Yan Huangtu caused me to lose the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill, but it also gave me endless pressure, which sharpened my state of mind.”

"I overcame the pressure, guarded my state of mind, and integrated the perfect second-grade holy will before breaking through the Thousand Questions Realm."

There was a hint of surprise in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

Obviously, the lack on the battlefield of Huntian is just like Bai Qing'er now. They are all working hard to become Yuanhui-level geniuses and constantly polishing themselves.

Quedao: "With the perfect second-grade holy will, even if I don't break through the Thousand Questions Realm, I can kill Emperor Chi with one sword. Moreover, Emperor Chi is not in any state of imprisonment."

Zhang Ruochen said: "With your sword skills and the way of nothingness, plus the second-grade holy will, you should have such power."

"Are you willing to accept my sword?" Que said.

Zhang Ruochen was fearless and said: "Just one sword?"

"One sword is enough to determine victory or defeat. But, if you can't catch this sword, you may also be able to determine life and death." Que said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "After this sword strike, can the grievances between us be wiped out?"

"No matter what the outcome is, the grudges will be wiped out." Que said.

"OK!"

The perfect second-grade holy meaning is rare in the world. Zhang Ruochen has already been eager to try it and want to see it.

"Uh-huh!"

"Uh-huh!"

The two of them turned back, turned into two rays of light and shadow, and rushed into the Demon Palace.

With a bang, the door of the Demon Palace closed.

All the monks knew that the two of them were preparing for a decisive battle, and they were extremely curious and wanted to watch the battle. However, the secret of cultivating the perfect second-grade holy will cannot be exposed yet, so naturally they can only be blocked from the door.

Yan Zhexian frowned lightly and said, "You won't have to decide life and death again like the decisive battle with Yan Wushen, right?"

"What? Are you worried about Zhang Ruochen?" Yan Huangtu teased.

Yan Huangtu had learned from Yan Yu that it was Zhang Ruochen who saved him and Yan Zhexian, and his affection for Zhang Ruochen increased a bit.

Yan Zhexian hummed: "I just think that the top talent in the hell world should not fall due to internal friction."

"Don't worry, Que has broken through to the Thousand Questions Realm. With his proud character, how can he have the nerve to propose a decisive battle with Zhang Ruochen to decide whether to live or die?" said the Emperor of Hell.

Yan Zhexian said: "Who do you think the fifth uncle will win in this battle?"

There was deep thought in Yan Huangtu's eyes, and he said: "Before I saw Zhang Ruochen fighting with the monks from the Temple of Death, I must have been short of standing. But now, it's hard to say! The Zhang Ruochen we see now is a bit demonic, and he has never been a monk. He can be as strong as him in the Baiyong Realm. Perhaps, as grandpa said, Zhang Ruochen may surpass all previous Yuanhui-level geniuses and reach a level that all Yuanhui-level geniuses look up to."

The King of Hell Tu is a little lonely. The Divine Bone of the Innate Emperor Dao was born, and he should have been invincible for an era. Unfortunately, he is now being suppressed by monsters one after another, and he feels really uncomfortable.

…

In the palace.

Que summoned the "Shadow Pill Sword", the imperial weapon of rules, and slowly lifted it up. More than 50 billion rules of the holy way were released from his body, filling the entire palace.

Zhang Ruochen tried to use mental power to attack, but found that the sixty-eighth level of mental power could not get close to Que's body.

I don’t know if it was shattered by the sword or erased by nothingness.

Zhang Ruochen knew clearly in his heart that there was no flaw at this moment, just like standing inside an eggshell, invulnerable. Sixty-eight-level mental power can only hurt him when he has a flaw, or Zhang Ruochen can break it after he truly masters mental power spells.

With the same mental strength of sixty-nine and a half levels, Grandma Haitang is far more powerful than other sixty-nine and a half levels. This is because she has strong use of mental power and masters many ancient techniques.

"Uh-huh!"

Shen Yuan's ancient sword appeared in Zhang Ruochen's hands.

A look of surprise appeared in Que's eyes. He didn't expect Zhang Ruochen to use a sword to receive his powerful blow. According to his understanding of Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen relies on his palm skills, leg skills, and various supreme holy weapons.

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes, felt it carefully, and said: "Such a powerful sword spirit, you should also cultivate the Heavenly Sword Soul, right? In fact, I also created a sword technique, and currently there is only one move, which is the fusion Kendo, time, space.”

The sword intent erupting from Que's body increased sharply, suppressing Zhang Ruochen's sword intent like a candle in the wind, about to be extinguished at any moment.

Zhang Ruochen obviously fell far behind in his swordsmanship and swordsmanship.

"You'd better show your true skills, otherwise you won't be able to catch this sword and you will die." Que's voice came from all directions, as if there were thousands of him talking.

Zhang Ruochen fell into a mysterious and mysterious state of self-enlightenment. He just held Shen Yuan in his hand and said nothing.

Que said no more and said silently in his heart: "The holy will is combined with the way of swordsmanship, and there is no self in the world."

In the Demon Palace, everything spread out like quicksand and disappeared, turning into a square void space.

Only Zhang Ruochen and Que were left, still suspended in nothingness.

Que Yi's sword pierced out like lightning, and his body gradually became insubstantial, and finally merged completely with nothingness.

Man and sword both merge with nothingness.

How can he block it with such swordsmanship?

With just this sword, even the supreme sage would be extremely afraid and would not dare to break it easily.

Zhang Ruochen felt a huge crisis, death was quickly approaching, and at this critical moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

The sword in his hand draws a circle along his feet.

The 670 million Dao Burial Gold Rule Divine Patterns obtained from the Burial Gold White Tiger naturally surged out and blended smoothly with the rules of the sword, the rules of time, the rules of space, and even the sacred meaning of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements.

In the past, Zhang Ruochen could only control 100 million burial gold rule divine patterns, and he could only fully control them after his mental power reached level 68.

"Thank you for helping me create the second sword."

The circle Zhang Ruochen drew on the ground turned golden, and a layer of golden divine light arose, protecting him in the center. On the golden divine light, there are time marks and space rules flowing, and there are Yin and Yang Tai Chi marks spinning under the feet.

Que's sword appeared from nothingness when it touched the golden divine light.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen arrived first and stabbed out with his sword. Whether it is the golden divine light, the imprint of time, the rules of space, or the Yin-Yang Tai Chi imprint, they all disappear and are integrated into this sword.

The tips of the two swords collided together.

An overwhelming force passed through Shen Yuan's ancient sword and reached Zhang Ruochen, knocking him backwards and flying out.

The missing half of the body appeared from nothingness and said: "It's more than that."

It was originally the Yingdan sword that collided with Shen Yuan's ancient sword. Nine rules of the holy path were separated from the sword body, forming nine swords and stabbing Zhang Ruochen at the same time.

With such a close distance and such a fast speed, Bai Qing'er couldn't avoid it even when it came. Of course, Bai Qing'er doesn't have to avoid it.

Just as the nine-handled sword was about to pierce Zhang Ruochen's body, suddenly, the dazzling light of truth emerged in the silent and empty Demon Palace, and the sound of the sword suddenly increased.

…

Everyone was waiting anxiously outside the palace.

Suddenly, the palace door opened, and Zhang Ruochen stepped out from inside. His face was quite pale, his feet were weak, and he seemed to be walking unsteadily.

"Is it over so soon?"

Yan Zhexian was surprised and didn't know whether he was talking to himself or asking Zhang Ruochen.

"It's a little faster."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and left in a hurry with Er Sikong and others.

Que walked out immediately after him. His face was very pale and his feet were very weak. He looked at the direction Zhang Ruochen left and asked, "What's the name of your sword?"

"Funeral flowers!"

Zhang Ruochen also asked: "Does your holy will mean that there will be no self in the world?"

"That's right."

Que thought for a while and said: "If you plan to use the Emperor's Holy Intention Pill to attack the unprecedented Third-level Holy Intention, you can choose the way of swordsmanship."

Zhang Ruochen did not reply to him and disappeared to the edge of the square. Under the guidance of the maid, he entered a courtyard with a beautiful environment. In the courtyard, there are sacred blood apricot trees with red leaves, and the blood energy flows around the trunk like a swimming dragon.

Entering the room, Zhang Ruochen's Vulcan armor spread out, revealing his translucent body. He sighed softly: "It is worthy of the perfect second-grade holy will, and it is worthy of the way of nothingness. Even wearing armor can't prevent it." "

Zhang Ruochen took out two sacred stones and began to restore the depleted holy energy while refining the void power that invaded his body.

…

Que was still standing outside the Demon Palace, his body motionless.

"How is the victory or defeat?" Prajna walked over and asked.

"puff!"

Que spit out a mouthful of blood and was about to fall to the ground when the Yingdan sword flew out. He held the sword hilt with one hand to hold on and said with a wry smile: "He won after all!"

Zhang Ruochen was hit by nine of his swords, but he was still able to leave with his injuries.

And he could only force himself to walk outside the palace gate, and could not take another step.

The difference has been made.

In the final confrontation, Que's sword moves changed. They were divided into ten, and all nine of them hit Zhang Ruochen.

However, Zhang Ruochen's sword also changed. It actually merged with the Tao of Truth and instantly exploded with thirty times the attack power. It not only shattered the main sword of the Shadow Pill Sword, but also penetrated his body.

When it penetrated his body, the power of time, space, swordsmanship, and the mysterious power of Ji Dao Burial Gold exploded in his body at the same time.

Even though he had the holy will of "There is no self in the world", his body was almost completely emptied and he still suffered serious injuries.

In fact, Que didn't know that Zhang Ruochen was lucky to win.

Because in the end, the way of truth suddenly combined with the way of swordsmanship, it was not Zhang Ruochen who was under the control, but the way of swordsmanship and the way of truth, as if they were stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and automatically combined together.

Just like the 670 million Dao Burial Gold regular divine pattern, Zhang Ruochen had never used it to combine with swordsmanship before, but it was combined naturally.

Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged under the sundial, and it took him half a month to expel all the void power that invaded his body, and his body returned to its true state.

In the past half month, he has also figured out the reason why the Tao of Truth and the Godly Marks of the Burial Gold Rules are automatically combined with the way of swordsmanship.

It should be related to his Tao of "the sea embraces all rivers and encompasses all things".

The sword follows your heart, whatever you think in your heart is what the way of the sword is.

Pluto once taught him that swordsmanship must be pure.

However, Saint Monk Xumi merged swordsmanship with time and created the "Time Sword Technique".

Que's master merged swordsmanship with nothingness and created the "Nothing Sword Technique".

Why couldn't Zhang Ruochen combine the swordsmanship with the Golden Burial Rules and Divine Patterns to create the "Gold Burial Sword Technique"? Or, the way of swordsmanship and the way of truth are combined to create the "Swordsmanship of Truth"?

Or maybe the many holy ways he has cultivated are all integrated into the way of swordsmanship, creating an unprecedented "ten thousand swordsmanship"?

However, if he wants to cultivate the Holy Will of Sword Dao to the third level, he obviously cannot be half-hearted at this stage. He must be completely immersed in Sword Dao and become a pure sword cultivator.

The more he thought about it, the more confused Zhang Ruochen became.

There has never been a moment like this when he longed to have a supreme kendo teacher by his side who could tell him what to do rightly.

It's easy to go down the wrong path just by groping on your own.

Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen thought of something and immediately took out the "Wordless Sword Manual" in the form of a stone sword, as well as the five volumes lent to him by Granny Haitang.

These five volumes were left by the five sword masters in the Kunlun world since ancient times. They have been stored in the sword pavilion. Ordinary monks are not qualified to read them.

Zhang Ruochen picked up the first book and was shocked when he saw the ancient and familiar words on the cover: ""Bi Luo Essays"!"

In the Kunlun world, there is only one person who dares to be called "Bi Luo".

Bi Luozi is as famous as Dragon Lord and Xumi Saint Monk.

"Wow!"

The four characters on the cover suddenly transformed into four figures wearing Taoist robes, one after another practicing a mysterious sword technique. Zhang Ruochen blinked, and the four figures disappeared and turned into four ancient texts.