God Emperor

"Zhang Ruochen, I will crush you to ashes."

Seeing the dilapidated scene in front of him, the King of Divine Bones was so angry that his whole body trembled and he let out a sharp roar.

The magic power in his body spurted out like a violent wind and tsunami, causing sand and rocks to fly in the Rianyin Mountain, tree trunks shaking, leaves flying all over the sky, and making a whistling sound.

Zhang Ruochen stood calmly on the edge of the cliff, with his hands behind his back, staring at the two people at the foot of the mountain in the distance, and said calmly: "If you really have the ability, come and take my life."

The seemingly calm voice, driven by the true energy, layered like waves, clearly reaching the ears of Shengui Dharma King and Nie Wenlong.

"Arrogant junior."

The anger in the heart of the King of Divine Bones was overwhelming, his face turned red, and his whole body felt like it was about to explode, and he was about to kill Zhang Ruochen at Xie Mu Palace.

Nie Wenlong always felt that something was wrong and said: "Dharma King Divine Bones, you practice magic power and are better at attacking from a distance. If you are provoked by Zhang Ruochen and fight with him at close range, you will probably suffer a loss."

"What do you mean?" The King of Divine Bones raised his eyebrows.

Nie Wenlong said: "I always feel that there is something weird about Zhang Ruochen, and it seems that he is deliberately leading us into the Riyin Mountain. I guess he has arranged some means to deal with us. If we both fall into it, won't he succeed? "

"So, let me deal with Zhang Ruochen, and you stay outside the mountain and keep an eye on him to see what tricks he can play? If I can't kill him, it's not too late for you to take action."

The King of Divine Bones gradually calmed down and felt that Nie Wenlong's arrangement was indeed more foolproof. He nodded and said: "Okay, I will follow what you said."

In fact, only a very small part of the reason was because Nie Wenlong felt that Zhang Ruochen was abnormal and was afraid that the two of them would fall into Zhang Ruochen's trap and the entire army would be annihilated.

There was another, more important reason. He wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen himself and take away the credit alone. I even want to get the treasure on Zhang Ruochen.

Nie Wenlong knew very well how much strength Zhang Ruochen had.

As long as he was careful and didn't get plotted by Zhang Ruochen, he would be absolutely sure to kill Zhang Ruochen.

In the first round of assessment in the Holy Academy, Zhang Ruochen was stronger than Xu Qing, and finally he broke through and defeated the descendants of the four great saints.

He, Nie Wenlong, has been practicing in the Holy Academy for ten years, and his martial arts cultivation has long reached the limit of the Tianji Realm, and he is many times more powerful than the descendants of those saints.

Killing a mere Zhang Ruochen is not something that can be done easily.

In his opinion, at least for now, Zhang Ruochen is far from his opponent.

"With Zhang Ruochen's strength, how could he possibly kill two Dharma Kings?"

"Those two idiot Dharma Kings must have been plotted by Zhang Ruochen and died unexpectedly."

"It is also possible that Zhang Ruochen gathered a large number of students and formed a combined attack formation to kill the two Dharma Kings. No matter what the situation is, Zhang Ruochen must have a great trump card. I have to be careful to avoid capsizing in the gutter. In the hands of a junior."

With this thought in Nie Wenlong's mind, he walked step by step towards the Split Yin Mountain.

At the same time, he amplified his eyesight, ears, and sense of smell to the extreme, trying to find Zhang Ruochen's trump card and take precautions in advance.

It has to be said that Nie Wenlong was very cautious, but he didn't know that when he took the first step, he had already entered Zhang Ruochen's space field. It was strange to be able to detect something strange.

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly.

Originally, he planned to introduce Nie Wenlong and the King of Divine Bones into the holy formation, and use the power of the holy formation to kill them both.

But they didn't expect that they would be so cautious, and only Nie Wenlong climbed the Riyin Mountain alone.

It has to be said that those who can cultivate to their level are indeed cunning people, and it is difficult to plot against them.

Nie Wenlong seemed to be walking slowly, but in fact he displayed a superb body and martial arts skill, and in a moment, he had climbed a mountain more than a thousand meters high.

He stood opposite Zhang Ruochen, stood up straight, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, do you still remember me?"

Zhang Ruochen had already heard about Nie Wenlong from Xu Qing, and he had met him during the second round of the Holy Academy assessment. How could he not recognize him?

"Nie Wenlong, ranked in the top 10,000 on the "Tian Ranking", accumulated 180,000 points of military merit, and countless indigenous masters died at your hands. How could I not remember such a strong person like you?" Zhang Ruochen said. .

Nie Wenlong smiled and said: "If you can kill me, although you won't be able to enter the "Tianbang", it will make you famous."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Do you think I can't kill you?"

Nie Wenlong also looked very leisurely and said with a faint smile: "Although you are known as the king of the new generation, I am not that weak. You will not be able to surpass me within three years."

Three years.

Speaking of this, Nie Wenlong felt that he already looked up to Zhang Ruochen quite highly.

After all, in three years, he will make progress and will definitely break through to the Fish-Dragon Realm. It is almost impossible for Zhang Ruochen to surpass him within three years.

Nie Wenlong added: "It's a pity that now, you don't even have three years to catch up with me. Maybe you don't know yet, but I have already cultivated into the Wood Spirit Treasure Body. Even the top one thousand outstanding people in the "Heaven Ranking" , may not be my opponent. I have already touched the threshold of the Fish-Dragon Realm, and I will definitely break through it within a year."

Zhang Ruochen was silent for a moment and said: "Since you are so confident, let's have a fight and see who can have the last laugh?"

Nie Wenlong smiled and said, "I know you must have a trump card in hand, but unfortunately, I am not the Dharma King Qingmu and the Dharma King Zuxin, so you can't plot against me."

He added, "In fact, you don't have to choose a dead end, there is still a way to live. As long as you give me the Buddha Emperor's relic, I can let you live."

The relic represents the inheritance of the Buddha Emperor, so Nie Wenlong certainly wants to get it.

As long as he has the relic, Nie Wenlong doesn't need to rely on the Xusheng family, and he can make a name for himself.

It was precisely because Nie Wenlong wanted to get the relic that when the Three Swords Half Saint sent him to the Five Elements Ruins to kill Zhang Ruochen, he agreed without hesitation.

Nie Wenlong said, "Anyway, even if you don't hand over the relic, it will still fall into my pocket after I kill you. I'll give you three breaths to think about it, what do you think?"

Zhang Ruochen smiled, stared at Nie Wenlong as if he was an idiot, and said, "Do you believe that I can defeat you in just three breaths?"

Nie Wenlong's eyes darkened, and he said coldly, "Don't cry until you see the coffin."

"Hundred Poison Palm."

"Swish!"

Nie Wenlong kicked his legs and exploded his speed to the extreme, reaching twice the speed of sound.

The true energy in his body quickly circulated, rushed to the palm, and slapped it out with one palm.

That palm turned into colorful colors, and a highly corrosive poison mist spit out from the pores, hitting Zhang Ruochen's chest.

Zhang Ruochen spread his arms, like a big bird, flying backwards, using the body-protecting Tiangang to continuously dissolve Nie Wenlong's palm power.

The Hundred Poison Palm is a lower-grade ghost-level martial art. Only after refining hundreds of poisons into the body can the palm technique be successfully practiced.

For each additional poison, the power of the palm technique will increase by one point.

If thousands of poisons are refined into the body, it can be cultivated into the Thousand Poison Palm, reaching the power of the middle-grade ghost-level martial art.

Correspondingly, the Ten Thousand Poison Palm reaches the upper-grade ghost level.

When the palm technique is perfected, even if the palm power cannot destroy a city, the poison contained in the palm wind can kill the creatures of a city.

Nie Wenlong has refined 173 kinds of poisons into his body. As soon as the palm wind comes out, the surrounding grass and trees wither at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His feet, stepping on the ground, directly leave a black corrosive footprint, making the soil make a hissing sound.

Zhang Ruochen has the dragon ball to protect his body, so he is not afraid of his Hundred Poison Palm.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the Divine Skeleton Dharma King in the distance and made up his mind to get rid of Nie Wenlong as quickly as possible, and then slowly deal with the great enemy of the Divine Skeleton Dharma King.

"Wow!"

A beam of light rushed up from above Zhang Ruochen's head, releasing his martial soul.

The martial soul, suspended above Zhang Ruochen's head, quickly mobilized the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed towards Zhang Ruochen frantically, forming a huge vortex, and continuously entered the divine martial mark between his eyebrows.

Nie Wenlong's face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "How can your martial soul be so powerful?"

Although Nie Wenlong did not release his martial soul, he could still feel the powerful pressure generated by Zhang Ruochen's martial soul, which seemed to squeeze his martial soul out of his body.

That was not the martial soul that a Tianji Realm warrior should have.

Of course, Nie Wenlong could also release his martial soul and use it to mobilize spiritual energy to fight Zhang Ruochen.

However, if he did that, he would be defeated faster.

Nie Wenlong was experienced in combat and did not panic. He immediately circulated his Qi to protect his martial soul and retreated rapidly.

He immediately twisted his body, kicked his legs on the ground, jumped off the cliff, and rushed down the mountain.

"Want to escape? Is it too late?"

Zhang Ruochen jumped off the cliff and continued to use the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm to stimulate the power of the dragon ball.

With a bang, a layer of dragon scales appeared on his body, and a pair of huge golden dragon wings rushed out from his back.

With a flap of dragon wings, Zhang Ruochen's speed increased rapidly. He caught up with Nie Wenlong and pressed down with a palm.

"The Tribulation of the Divine Dragon."

Dozens of lightning flashed from Zhang Ruochen's palm and rushed in all directions. Indistinctly, a dragon shadow flew out in the lightning.

After borrowing the martial soul, how powerful was Zhang Ruochen's palm power?

The scene in front of Nie Wenlong completely disappeared under the influence of the palm power. Only a huge golden dragon claw of hundreds of meters was slapped down from above, like a Five Finger Mountain.

Of course, it wasn’t that Zhang Ruochen really used a dragon claw that was hundreds of meters long. It was just the momentum of that palm that gave Nie Wenlong an illusion.

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