God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen placed his palm on the sundial, sending it flying and hitting the white jade divine sword.

At the same time, Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew into his hand.

"Wow!"

With the blessing of the power of time, Zhang Ruochen's speed was unparalleled. In an instant, he covered more than twenty miles and struck Situ Yunlin's neck with a sword.

Situ Yunlin was a true god. Even though he was suppressed by the power of time, he was still extremely fast and dodged away.

This sword only cut off a strand of black hair.

On the other side, the sundial and the white jade divine sword had just collided together.

The white jade divine sword split the sea of ​​time, hitting the sundial with a loud "rumbling" sound, and fell heavily to the ground, setting off billowing dust and smoke.

Zhang Ruochen did not stop attacking, he used the time sword technique, using fast to hit slow, he was caught in the lightning, and struck out with one sword after another. He didn't use any subtle moves, he just slashed horizontally and slashed straight.

"The powerful Zhang Ruochen has not yet become a god in martial arts, but his combat power is not much weaker than that of a lower god. With such a peerless talent, once he steps into the realm of gods, wouldn't he be able to attack higher gods?"

The more Situ Yunlin fought, the more frightened she became. Although Zhang Ruochen was not afraid now, thinking about the future in the near future really made her shudder.

"Tassel Thousand Swords!"

A string of small silver swords wrapped around Situ Yunlin's slender waist flew out. There were eight hundred and sixty-four swords in total. Together with the previous two hundred and sixteen, there were exactly one thousand and eighty swords.

All the small silver swords are like hummingbirds leaving their nests and thousands of swords taking flight.

Zhang Ruochen's sword movement was blocked and his speed slowed down.

As soon as the speed slowed down, Situ Yunlin immediately seized the opportunity. The man and the sword merged into one, flying like a stream of light, and struck Zhang Ruochen with the sword.

The tip of the sword instantly reached Zhang Ruochen's chest.

Zhang Ruochen seemed to be completely unable to react, and remained silent, motionless. Situ Yunlin's red lips curled up slightly, thinking that this sword could determine victory or death.

"Boom!"

A sword hit Zhang Ruochen's chest, but Zhang Ruochen did not fall apart as she imagined. Instead, Zhang Ruochen's body radiated with golden light, the Buddha's voice in his body was like thunder, and a powerful and boundless force rushed out.

Situ Yunlin was struck by this blow as if her soul was about to leave her body. Her body flew backwards, her hair spread out, and the divine patterns on her divine clothing broke numerous times and became loose.

Zhang Ruochen also felt uncomfortable and flew backwards, hitting a black divine corpse.

After regaining his breath, Zhang Ruochen was extremely decisive, holding the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead in his hand, and recited: "Dead Soul Curse!"

Situ Yunlin was injured by the power of the Buddha's relic. Many blood lines appeared on her beautiful body as white as porcelain. There were blood marks on the corners of her mouth. Her body seemed to be falling apart and she was in great pain.

The death curse struck, adding insult to injury.

She knew that she had fallen into Zhang Ruochen's trick again. Zhang Ruochen deliberately led her to attack and used the power of the Buddha's relic to bite her back.

"Sword Soul Divine Realm."

Situ Yunlin grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, her eyes cold, and the white jade divine sword was inserted into the ground.

As a divine sword cultivator, her sword soul is powerful.

Use the sword soul to fight against the dead soul curse.

"Wow!"

The Sword Soul Divine Realm appeared, and sword thorns sprouted from the ground, springing up from the ground like bamboo shoots after a rain, spreading from near to far, towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen spread his golden wings on his back and soared off the ground.

At the same time, thousands of sword soul shadows condensed around Situ Yunlin, like an army of divine swords, turning into a hurricane and swarming towards Zhang Ruochen who was flying in the air.

"The fighting power of a true god is indeed extraordinary. He was injured so badly and yet he is still so powerful."

Zhang Ruochen released Eternal Return to the Realm, and summoned the Hidden Mountain Magic Mirror to protect his body. He knocked out the Mo Yang talisman and turned it into a black sun, which collided with the overwhelming shadow of the sword soul.

No matter how strong Zhang Ruochen's cultivation was, Situ Yunlin didn't take it seriously. However, he had too many powerful treasures in his body, which appeared one after another, which made her feel powerless.

If this stalemate continues, Xue Tu may break into the divine realm. At that time, with her seriously injured body, the situation will become very dangerous. After all, Xuetu is a representative of Yuanhui level and a disciple of the Death God. He is by no means an ordinary person.

Situ Yunlin glanced at Xue Tu in the distance and found that Xue Tu had successfully survived the divine tribulation and was condensing the Star Soul Divine Seat.

Then, she activated one thousand and eighty silver small swords, turning into a long river of sword energy, making a "clatter" sound, and flew straight towards Xuetu.

But at this moment, the sound of rushing water sounded in the void.

A meandering Styx River, majestic and majestic, like the Milky Way across the sky or the Yellow River, collided with the long river of sword energy, scattering one thousand and eighty small silver swords, and they all fell to the ground, making dents one after another.

"Wow!"

The River Styx swirls like a thousand-mile-long magic dragon.

In the center of the Styx, Prajna's peerless figure appeared, with divine light shining, holding a staff, and landed on the ground a hundred feet away behind Situ Yunlin.

Situ Yunlin quickly took back the sword spirit, stood up with the sword in hand, and looked at Prajna as if facing a formidable enemy.

Zhang Ruochen saw Prajna arriving, so he took back the Moyang Talisman in his hand and said loudly: "You came just in time, help me capture this god of the sword god world."

"What are you going to do with me? Just kill me."

Before he finished speaking, Prajna had already crossed a hundred feet, and the Destiny Staff in his hand struck Situ Yunlin's head.

Situ Yunlin blocked the sword and flew forward, hitting the ground, plowing a ravine hundreds of meters long and knocking down a stone mountain more than a thousand meters high.

Not to mention that Situ Yunlin was injured, even in her prime state, there was a huge gap between her and Prajna.

She was very decisive, the divine blood in her body was burning, she used forbidden techniques to improve her condition, she rose up with her sword, and fled quickly.

"Can't escape."

Zhang Ruochen stood on top of a divine corpse and cast the Dark Light Curse with the help of the Ten Thousand Curses Dzi Bead to imprison her.

"Don't even think about killing me, otherwise we will both die together today."

Facing the powerful Prajna and the spiritual god Zhang Ruochen, Situ Yunlin had no choice but to resort to the last resort. Most gods can rely on this move to intimidate their opponents and save their lives.

That's why, unless there is a huge gap in cultivation, the gods will not force their opponents to die.

When Situ Yunlin saw Zhang Ruochen and Prajna stop taking action, a smile appeared on her face, and she broke the Dark Light Curse. She glanced at the two of them with a pair of phoenix eyes and said: "Zhang Ruochen, I already know that the treasure is on you, even if you If you leave the abyss of darkness alive, you will definitely have trouble sleeping and eating.”

"Ouch!"

In the distance, the long roar of bloody slaughter sounded.

His divine body that was tens of thousands of miles high had a blood glow, and he held a blood moon in his hands.

Pressing down with both hands, the blood moon fell from the sky and pressed directly on Zhang Ruochen, Prajna and Situ Yunlin.

Zhang Ruochen and Prajna retreated quickly, but Xueyue was chasing after Situ Yunlin.

As the blood moon got closer and closer to the ground, it was discovered that it was a blood-red divine star with a diameter of probably one hundred thousand miles, which was extremely shocking.

"Where did he capture such a big planet?" Prajna frowned, feeling that the blood massacre was too loud and might attract ghosts and monsters.

Zhang Ruochen said with some uncertainty: "This is...his divine planet!"

The reason why he is not sure is because he saw the Blood Mass Condensation God's Throne Planet with his own eyes. However, such a strange planet does not look like a God's planet.

Why is the planet God so small?

In addition, what about other divine planets?

Anyway, weird.

Affected by the aura of the divine corpse on the ground, the blood-red divine star gets smaller as it gets closer to the ground.

"Boom!"

When it hit Situ Yunlin, the blood-red star had become only more than ten miles in diameter, like a big iron ball.

The earth trembled, and powerful waves of divine energy swept thousands of miles.

Xuetu's huge divine body has shrunk to the size of a normal human. Standing on the top of the "big iron ball", he exhaled and said: "It's so comfortable!"

Previously, he could not control his divine body and became tens of thousands of miles in size.

However, the power of the ancient and ruined city was pressing on him from all directions.

It feels like your body has been blown into a huge balloon, and there is a strong force squeezing the outside of the balloon. It can be said that Xue Tu did not dare to move at that time for fear of exploding his body and dying.

If Zhang Ruochen and Prajna hadn't intercepted Situ Yunlin, he would have been completely destroyed.

Now that the divine body has become smaller, the oppressive power of the ancient and ruined city has dissipated, and the bloody massacre is naturally extremely refreshing.

The figures of Zhang Ruochen and Prajna appeared, their faces a little cold.

"What are you doing? Are you making such a big noise? Do you want to die?" Zhang Ruochen said in a deep voice.

When Xue Tu heard Zhang Ruochen's scolding, he felt even more comfortable in his heart. He knew that Zhang Ruochen was cold on the outside and soft on the inside, and he was truly affectionate towards Xue Tu.

It's my senior brother!

If we say that in the past, Xuetu always took orders from Zhang Ruochen, it was because of the influence of the Xuejue family in the Xuetian tribe, because of Zhang Ruochen's strong combat power, because of Zhang Ruochen's ruthless methods, and because of Zhang Ruochen's great luck.

And after experiencing this, seeing Zhang Ruochen going up against the true god in order to protect him from becoming a god, how could he not be moved in his heart? I just feel that I was worse than a beast before and misunderstood my senior brother.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I will put away the God's Throne Planet right now."

Xue Tu took out the gourd given to him by the Death God and put the "big iron ball" under his feet into it.

The place below was in ruins and stained with blood.

In the dim dust, wisps of blood surged toward the ground and condensed together.

"Bang!"

The ground exploded and rocks flew.

Situ Yunlin rushed out from the ground, her body was broken, and wisps of blood penetrated into her body from the wounds.

"She's not dead yet! Don't worry, senior brother, I understand you, and I'll help you capture her."

Blood energy and regular divine patterns surged out of Xue Tu's body, condensing into a blood-colored claw the size of a hundred feet, wrapping Situ Yunlin in the center. Wisps of blood wrapped around her body like chains.

"Boom!"

The Destiny Staff fell from the sky and shattered the bloody claws condensed by the blood massacre.

The staff pillar was like a spear, piercing the top of Situ Yunlin's head, shattering her divine body again. Even the divine source and the unbroken divine sea were suppressed under the Destiny Staff, making it difficult to reassemble the divine body. .

The light of destiny radiated from the Destiny Staff continued to destroy Situ Yunlin's soul and spiritual will.

Xue Tu was stunned and looked at Prajna.

Prajna's eyes were cold and he said: "Why capture her? If she is allowed to escape, there will be endless troubles."