God Emperor

Qi Hong immediately sat cross-legged, clasped his hands together, and a divine mark appeared on his chest, between his eyebrows.

As the divine mark kept rotating, a ball of white sacred light emanated, wrapped around his body, and began to dispel the evil spirit of death with all his strength.

The evil spirit of death contained in the pill was limited after all. Qi Hong mobilized the light of the semi-saint and gradually suppressed the evil spirit of death in his body.

"The cultivation of the semi-saint is so powerful." Zhang Ruochen's face changed.

The evil spirit of death in the pill was enough to kill ten ninth-transformation cultivators of the fish dragon in an instant. However, Qi Hong was so powerful that he slowly forced this evil spirit out.

Qi Hong must be killed before he completely forced the evil spirit of death out of his body.

"Sword One."

Zhang Ruochen held the Golden Snake Holy Sword, his body and the sword merged into one, turning into a golden light shuttle, and stabbed Qi Hong with all his strength.

"Lin Yue, you underestimate the semi-saint. With your insignificant cultivation, a hair of the semi-saint can kill you." Qi Hong did not move his mouth, but used his mental power to make a sound that echoed in the surrounding space.

"Yuan Ling, kill that kid."

At this moment, a white holy sword flew out from the divine martial seal between Qi Hong's eyebrows and rushed towards Zhang Ruochen.

The white holy sword, named "Yuan Ling", is Qi Hong's natal sword and has been with Qi Hong for 160 years.

Qi Hong injected a large amount of holy energy into the Yuan Ling holy sword. As long as this holy energy is not exhausted, the sword spirit of the holy sword can attack the enemy autonomously.

"Bang!"

The Yuan Ling holy sword exuded a dazzling sword light, swung the sword, and slashed out a sword energy of dozens of meters, knocking Zhang Ruochen away.

Just a holy sword, the attack power it possesses far exceeds that of the ninth transformation of the fish dragon cultivator, and has the power to kill Zhang Ruochen.

The sword spirit's voice sounded, "Youngster, take another sword from me."

"Shua shua!"

More than 300 sword qi surged out of the Yuanling Holy Sword at the same time, forming a whistling sword qi storm, flying towards Zhang Ruochen. The chaotic sword qi left dense sword marks on the ground, as if it was going to raze the entire hill to the ground.

In the center of the sword qi storm, the Yuanling Holy Sword became more than 30 meters long and as wide as a door panel, carrying a force that could destroy the world.

It was a terrifying force that could rival the power of Ouyang Huan's Blue Sky Demon Hand.

Zhang Ruochen immediately took out the Qiankun Divine Tree Map, turning it into a huge scroll, trying to take the Yuanling Holy Sword away.

The Yuanling Holy Sword was extremely intelligent. Feeling the suction from the Qiankun Divine Tree Map, it immediately soared into the sky and fled far away, not confronting the Qiankun Divine Tree Map head-on.

Then, a cold voice sounded, smiling: "Good boy, you actually have a treasure on you. In this case, I will accept it with pleasure!"

Qi Hong was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, but a translucent shadow broke away from his body, stood up directly, took a step forward, and condensed into a person who looked exactly like Qi Hong.

It was like a soul leaving his body.

"Half-saint clone."

Zhang Ruochen's face changed, without any hesitation, he immediately spread the dragon wings on his back and fled away at the fastest speed.

The half-saint clone has some of the power of the half-saint, and it is definitely not something Zhang Ruochen can defeat now.

Although the meteor invisibility cloak was taken away by Qi Hong, as long as Zhang Ruochen can save his life, he will naturally have a chance to take it back in the future.

"Is this kid a member of the Shenlong Half-Human Race?"

Seeing a pair of dragon wings spread on Zhang Ruochen's back, Qi Hong's clone showed a puzzled expression.

Then, he stretched out his arm, took back the Yuanling Holy Sword in his hand, and quickly chased after Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen looked back and saw Qi Hong's clone getting closer and closer.

The two chased and fled.

In the middle, they fought four times, and each time, Zhang Ruochen escaped dangerously.

"Zhang Ruochen, the situation is not good. Now, we are only facing a clone, and we have been chased to the point where we have no way to go up to the sky or down to the earth. If Qi Hong's original body completely forces the evil spirit of death out of his body and catches up, won't we have no way to survive?" Xiao Hei said.

It had already emerged from Zhang Ruochen's sleeves, stood on his shoulders, and continuously carved formation inscriptions, shooting out in the direction behind him to hinder the speed of Qi Hong's clone.

"The time is not ripe yet. When the time is ripe, I will use the power of space to knock that clone into the void space." Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth, with a cold light in his eyes.

There was no way. With his current cultivation, he could only use the power of time and space to have a chance to kill the clone of the semi-saint.

In order to avoid exposing his identity, Zhang Ruochen only had one chance to make a move, so he had to be very cautious.

Probably, he ran for two thousand miles.

Zhang Ruochen broke into a very strange area. The ground was black soil, and there was no grass. Moreover, whether it was the sky or the ground, there was no spiritual energy at all.

This meant that once he broke into it, the true energy in the cultivator's body would be constantly consumed. Moreover, he could not absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to make up for the consumption of his body, and the cultivator would only become weaker and weaker.

This was the first time Zhang Ruochen encountered such a strange place.

There were many ancient ruins and forbidden areas in the Falling God Mountains. Some of these areas would be very dangerous even for a saint to enter.

At this moment, the area Zhang Ruochen broke into was probably a ruin.

Xiao Hei jumped off Zhang Ruochen's shoulder, landed on the ground, and sniffed with his nose.

In the soil, it smelled a bloody smell and said, "Such an ancient smell. Could it be that this place is a medieval ruins?"

Zhang Ruochen stopped, not daring to continue to move forward. He used his celestial eye and looked up into the distance.

A hundred feet away, a black cloud rose from the ground. The shape of the clouds is like a group of fierce ghosts with teeth and claws, containing powerful Yin Qi, blocking all the light from the Sky Eye.

"I feel that there is a murderous atmosphere lingering here. Once you break in, you will probably die without a burial place." Zhang Ruochen's face was quite solemn, sensing that it was quite dangerous.

Zhang Ruochen was about to retreat, but just as he turned around, he found Qi Hong's clone chasing after him from behind, floating several feet above the ground.

Qi Hong's clone smiled coldly and said condescendingly: "Lin Yue, hand over the scroll from before. I may consider sparing your life."

Zhang Ruochen deliberately showed a relaxed look and said with a smile: "Really? Don't I have to thank my seniors for sparing me?"

"Don't toast and you'll be fined if you don't eat."

Qi Hong's eyes darkened, he raised his palm, mobilized a holy energy, and quickly slapped downward with his palm.

"Open Cloud Palm."

Kaiyun Palm is a very powerful ghost-level martial skill. The power exerted by the semi-saint clone is naturally much more powerful than that exerted by the fish and dragon realm monks.

Zhang Ruochen used Sword Two, soared into the sky, and violently collided with Kaiyun Palm.

The powerful palm power is difficult for even Sword Two to break through.

In the end, the huge palm print knocked Zhang Ruochen away, flying a hundred feet away, and fell into the depths of the medieval ruins.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the ground with one hand and held the hilt of the sword tightly with the other hand. Blood continued to flow from his mouth, but his will was quite firm.

Secretly, he released the space domain, covering a ten-mile radius.

Qi Hong's clone did not want to kill Zhang Ruochen immediately, but wanted to capture him alive and use the secret technique of searching for souls to find something from his memory.

It was precisely because he had such a mentality that he gave Zhang Ruochen a chance to survive.

"Junior, do you still want to fight to the death? To tell you the truth, my true self has completely forced the evil energy out of the body and is coming in this direction. Do you think it is necessary to continue to resist?"

Qi Hong's clone fell to the ground, walked up to Zhang Ruochen, and smiled coldly. He was like a judge, lifting the Yuanling Holy Sword and stabbing Zhang Ruochen's brows.

Zhang Ruochen also had a strange smile on his face, and then pointed his finger forward.

"Wow——"

At this moment, the space in front of Zhang Ruochen became violently distorted.

The Holy Sword of Yuanling was clearly aimed at Zhang Ruochen, but suddenly, it reversed 180 degrees and stabbed at Qi Hong's clone.

Qi Hong's clone showed a hint of shock. He had never seen anything so weird before, so he immediately backed away without any thought.

However, Zhang Ruochen took the lead and used "Space Collapse", which caused the space behind Qi Hong's clone to burst open and turn into a huge void ten feet in diameter.

"boom!"

The shattered space was like the eye of a storm, emitting a powerful devouring force, forming a huge energy vortex that swept in Qi Hong's clone and Yuanling Holy Sword at the same time.

"You are...the...power of space..."

At the last moment, Qi Hong's clone finally woke up. He widened his eyes and looked at Zhang Ruochen as if he were a ghost.

"Chi!"

A moment later, Qi Hong's clone and Yuanling Holy Sword were torn into pieces by the broken space at the same time.

The power of space can destroy all matter.

At the moment when Qi Hong's clone and the Yuanling Holy Sword were shattered, eight hundred miles away, Qi Hong's true form seemed to have been hit hard by a heavy punch. His throat felt sweet, and a trace of holy blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"What's going on? A mere Lin Yue was able to kill my clone and destroy my sword of destiny? What happened?"

Under normal circumstances, everything experienced by the clone can be felt by the main body.

Unless the clone is killed in an instant, it will be too late to send the message back to the original body.

Whether it is the clone or the sword of destiny, once destroyed, it will cause huge trauma to Qi Hong. From such a degree of trauma, it would take at least a year to fully recover, even with the help of magic pills.

Qi Hong was very angry and flew forward at a faster speed.

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