God Emperor

Zhang Ruochen took back Shen Yuan's ancient sword and stared at Xiao Hei. Black lines appeared on his forehead and said, "What are you doing?"

Xiao Hei placed the sun and moon crystal coffin on the ground, looked calm and calm, and said with a smile: "Of course it is to collect treasures. After a hard time in the underworld, you can't come back empty-handed?"

Zhang Ruochen is really helpless. The underworld is so dangerous, but Xiao Hei still dares to be greedy. Doesn't he know that if he is not careful, everyone will be killed?

Now that Xiao Hei has stolen the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin, he cannot give it away again.

Besides, even if Zhang Ruochen sends the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin away, it is probably impossible for the three evil monks of Wu Chang and Death Zen to let them go.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin, and could vaguely see a figure lying in the coffin. However, the walls of the coffin were very thick, and the face of the figure could not be clearly seen. I could only tell that it was a woman.

Jia Luoyuan's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochen, and he laughed hoarsely and said: "After entering the underworld for so long, I finally saw a living person. Young man, this poor monk is Jia Luoyuan from the Death Zen Sect. Half-Saint, how about giving the sun and moon crystal coffin to the poor monk? It can be considered a good relationship between us."

Although, Jia Luoyuan said so. The palm of his hand hidden in his cassock was rapidly condensing Buddhist energy, ready to take action at any time to kill Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen stood with his sword across, looking heroic, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, I don't need to form a good relationship with the evil monks of the Death Zen Sect. Tell me! What is the purpose of the Death Zen Sect entering the underworld?"

At first, when Zhang Ruochen saw the evil monks from the Death Zen Sect, he just thought that they were also looking for the medicine to bring the dead back to life.

However, the appearance of the mind-spelling Buddhist master made Zhang Ruochen change his mind.

A person like the Mentalist Buddhist Master will never enter the underworld rashly. Once he enters the underworld, there must be an extraordinary reason.

Jia Luoyuan chuckled, "Since you are so disrespectful, I don't have to be polite to you anymore."

"Thousand Ghost Prajna."

Jia Luoyuan had already gathered his strength, and with a skinny hand, he punched out from his sleeve and struck forward suddenly.

Immediately, a huge black palm print, carrying an icy cold air, appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen.

There are enough marks of thousands of ghosts on the palm print, making whining sounds.

Thousand Ghost Prajna Palm is a high-grade ghost-level palm technique, which evolved from the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Path.

Jialuo Yuan also entered the underworld and refined a thousand ghosts into his arms, and then he cultivated the Thousand Ghost Prajna Palm to great perfection. With one palm strike, the power of a thousand Yin Sha can be unleashed.

If he could refine three thousand Yin evil spirits into his arms, then the power of this palm technique would be greatly increased, enough to be called a unique skill.

Now, Jia Luoyuan's right arm has been refined with 1,748 Yin evil spirits. As the palm prints are made, the entire arm becomes pitch black.

"This evil monk's cultivation should have reached the peak of the second-level semi-saint."

Zhang Ruochen was happy and undaunted. After all, his cultivation had already reached the ninth fish-dragon transformation, so he might not be able to defeat Jialuo Yuan.

"Sword Two, Yin and Yang Wuji."

Zhang Ruochen knocked out Shen Yuan's ancient sword, and a huge sword energy burst out, forming a huge circle of sword energy.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword turned into a pillar of sword energy, struck the black palm print, penetrated it, and stabbed Jia Luo Yuan's chest with great force.

"Hmph! At such a young age, he has actually cultivated the two swords to perfection. It's quite a feat. No wonder he was able to make it all the way here."

Jia Luoyuan clasped his hands together and chanted Sanskrit sounds in his mouth. Immediately, golden Sanskrit marks appeared on the eyebrows of dozens of semi-holy puppets.

There were a total of thirty-four semi-holy puppets, and thirty-four golden rays of light poured out from between their eyebrows, converging on Jia Luoyuan's body.

With Jialuo Yuan as the center, a strange formation was formed.

Each semi-holy puppet is an eye in the formation, injecting the holy energy and corpse energy in the body into Jialuo Yuan's body.

"boom!"

The aura on Jialuoyuan's body continued to rise, and the Buddhist aura emanating from him became more and more powerful. The golden Buddha light covers an area of ​​dozens of miles.

The ancient sword of Shen Yuan that flew out was still a foot away from Jialuo Yuan when it was blocked by the powerful Buddha Qi and could not continue to thrust forward.

A ferocious smile appeared on the corner of Jia Luo Yuan's mouth, and he struck out with a palm from the air.

"Bang!"

Shen Yuan's ancient sword trembled, the tip of the sword flipped over and flew back.

Not only Shen Yuan's ancient sword, Zhang Ruochen also suffered a certain degree of trauma. He stepped back seventeen steps in a row, leaving seventeen deep indentations on the ground before he could steady his steps.

"What a powerful evil Buddhist method. It can actually extract the power of dozens of semi-saint corpses and integrate it into his body. At this moment, Jialuo Yuan is probably considered a top-level figure among the second-order semi-saints." Zhang Ruochen I secretly thought in my heart.

At this moment, Qi and blood were boiling in his body, and blood clots had condensed at the intersection of some meridians.

This is not the first time that he has fought against the second-level half-saint. The Xuanlong Half-saint of the Four Symbols Sect, the Taixi Half-saint of the Immortal Vampire Clan, and Feng Han are all second-level half-saints.

However, they are both second-order semi-saints, but the difference in strength between them is really too big.

Just now, Jia Luoyuan combined dozens of Half-Saint puppets, and the power he unleashed was far greater than that of Half-Saint Xuanlong and Half-Saint Taixi. Even compared to Feng Han, he was only a step behind.

When Zhang Ruochen and Jia Luoyuan fought, the three Wu Chang also launched an attack on Xiao Hei, trying to seize the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin.

Mu Lingxi and Han Xue rushed forward immediately. They were only at the Fish-Dragon Realm. After joining forces, they inspired the power of the Void Sword, but forced the three Impermanences back.

The Void Sword can be called the supreme holy weapon, so it is naturally extremely powerful. Even if it only inspires a sword energy, it can kill a semi-saint.

There are not many such heaven-defying war swords in the entire Kunlun world.

"Young man, the power of the poor monk's palm just now is okay, right?" Jia Luoyuan said with a smile.

Zhang Ruochen quickly dispersed the congestion in his body, recovered, smiled, and said: "It is indeed a bit powerful, but it can't do anything to me."

"哏哓! It's a pity that these semi-holy corpses are just puppets and have not been sacrificed into war corpses. Otherwise, the strength of the poor monk would have been increased five or six times. He should be able to kill you with just one palm. The body was beaten to pieces." Jialuo Yuandao.

Zhang Ruochen said calmly: "To put it this way, it is really a pity."

"Young man, you have good courage, but unfortunately, your strength is far behind."

"When it comes to cultivation and strength, there is indeed a big gap between me and my predecessors. However, in a real life-and-death battle, whoever has higher cultivation will definitely have the last laugh."

Jia Luo Yuan laughed loudly, released the Holy Soul Domain, and combined it with the thirty-four semi-Saint puppets, bursting out with unprecedented speed, and slapped down with both palms at the same time.

Two golden five-finger light clouds hung above Zhang Ruochen's head and shot down quickly.

If Zhang Ruochen was hit by two handprints, even if he survived, he would probably lose a layer of skin.

At the most critical moment, Zhang Ruochen caught a rule between heaven and earth, flashed his body, stepped on a mysterious footwork, and escaped through the blockade of two palm prints.

"Boom!"

The two palm prints hit the ground, leaving two large handprint craters nearly a hundred meters long, causing the earth to tremble violently, and all the surrounding tombstones were blown away.

Zhang Ruochen stood unscathed next to the two large palm print pits. Even he felt quite incredible.

"Just now... I seem to have realized a speed rule."

The path of speed is just one of the hundred thousand paths.

More often than not, the Way of Speed ​​is just an auxiliary, and most half-saints will deliberately understand it. Because understanding the rules of speed can greatly improve combat effectiveness.

However, in the Fish-Dragon Realm, there are very few monks who can understand the rules of speed.

On top of the path of speed, there is also the path of flying and the path of flowing light.

The way to fly to the sky is the great road.

The flowing light is the supreme holy way.

If you go further up, it is the way of time.

After all, the seventy-two supreme holy paths, three thousand avenues, and one hundred thousand minor paths in the world all evolved from the nine eternal paths.

For example, the Way of Speed ​​actually evolved from the Way of Time.

Without time, there is no speed.

On the other hand, Zhang Ruochen realized a speed rule, which, to a large extent, could help him reverse the time rule. So that's a huge bonus.

Jia Luoyuan was also slightly surprised and said with a smile: "Your understanding is indeed very high. Not only did that palm fail to kill you, but it also made you understand the rules of speed. However, it is just a small way, and it is not Not Feitian rules and streamer rules.”

"Now that we have understood the rules of speed, the rules of flying, and the rules of flowing light, can we still be far behind?" Zhang Ruochen laughed back.

Jia Luoyuan said no more, and once again mobilized the power of the thirty-four semi-holy puppets, displayed a kind of speed, appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen, and struck Zhang Ruochen between the eyebrows with one finger.

His old face, only a few feet away from Zhang Ruochen, looked very ferocious. The sharp golden fingers were about to penetrate Zhang Ruochen's head.

"Finally, I'm still furious, so I'll send you on your way now."

From beginning to end, Zhang Ruochen had been deliberately irritating Jia Luoyuan, waiting for this moment.

If so, how could Zhang Ruochen kill Jia Luoyuan if he didn't come closer?

"The moment is traceless."

As soon as Zhang Ruochen's arm moved, Shen Yuan's ancient sword turned into an invisible light, cutting off Jia Luoyuan's neck. His head flew up three feet high, like a blood-red watermelon, and fell down with a bang. on the ground.

Jia Luoyuan's dying blow also hit Zhang Ruochen between the eyebrows.

Just when Jia Luo Yuan dropped his finger, there was a "crash" sound, and the marks of the gods flew out from the center of the eyebrows, turning into a series of divine shadows, which in turn shook Jia Luo Yuan's body away.

Zhang Ruochen walked to Jia Luoyuan and searched in his cassock, hoping to find some clues to deduce the true purpose of the powerful men of the Death Zen Sect entering the underworld.

After searching for a long time, Zhang Ruochen found no valuable clues. Instead, he had an unexpected gain. He actually found a drop of divine blood on Jia Luoyuan's body.

It's really strange, how can a semi-saint from the Death Zen Sect carry divine blood with him?

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