God Emperor

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Ruochen took action again and tore a crack in the space.

The crack, which is more than ten feet long, is like the mouth of the god of death, capable of swallowing all matter, from top to bottom, across the void, and hits the head of the Xianlan King.

King Xianlan raised his head and looked solemn.

He did not fight against the cracks in the space, and used his body technique to split into three, turning into three afterimages, and rushed backwards.

The space crack struck the ground, making a clicking sound, and the rock split open, leaving a bottomless ravine.

"Wow."

All three holy swords flew back, flew straight up, intertwined with each other, emitted dense sword light, and struck Zhang Ruochen flying in the air.

Zhang Ruochen held Shen Yuan's ancient sword in his hand. Without dodging or dodging, he quickly drew out his sword, either to chop, chop, wrap, or lift, and flew all three holy swords away.

He quickly pressed down and slashed the head of King Xianlan with his sword.

"Jin Dou Chaoyang."

This is a move in the Nine Lives Sword Technique. Even though Zhang Ruochen has not yet reached the peak of his practice, he is still extremely powerful. The sword light surges and makes a harsh sound wave.

"A mere half-saint dares to challenge the majesty of this king. I can destroy you with just one punch."

King Xianlan snorted coldly, his arms crackled, and firelight flickered.

A layer of blood-red holy light gushed out from the fist covered in blood armor, and it struck upwards. Suddenly, blood shot into the sky, threatening to destroy Zhang Ruochen.

The sound of wind and thunder sounded in the air, and the fist wind was surging rapidly.

The saint's body can be connected with heaven and earth, and the power of a punch is mixed with the power of heaven and earth.

"Bang."

There was a clash of fists and swords, and there was a sound of broken metal, and blood splattered on the ground.

King Xianlan took ten steps back and stepped on the rocks on the ground to create cracks.

There was a stinging pain in his fist.

The blood armor scales on the fist were shattered, a sword mark appeared on the back of the hand, and holy blood gushes from the wound and slid down the fingers.

A majestic blood saint was injured by a human semi-saint?

King Xianlan pinched his five fingers, and the next moment, the blood marks on the back of the hand left by Shen Yuan's ancient sword healed automatically, leaving no scars.

"As expected of a Blood Saint, he has such a strong self-healing ability. I guess he can continue fighting even if his head is cut off."

Zhang Ruochen didn't dare to take it lightly and still tensed up his nerves.

Suddenly, the body of King Xianlan shrank a hundred times, becoming less than an inch tall, like a small blood-red bat, but with a human body, which was quite strange.

For the undead vampires, they can easily shrink a hundred times and turn into the size of a mosquito, making them appear more flexible and versatile.

At the same time, they can also increase their body size a hundred times and transform into a giant with infinite strength, capable of moving mountains and seas.

Zhang Ruochen's biggest threat to King Xianlan is not his Five Elements Chaos Body and exquisite swordsmanship, but his spatial methods.

Now, King Xianlan has taken the initiative to shrink his body a hundred times, so that he can avoid the attacks of space forces to the greatest extent and maximize his own advantages.

The three holy swords flew out again and turned into three white lights, flying close to the ground towards Zhang Ruochen.

King Xianlan stood on the body of one of the holy swords, with wisps of blood pouring out of his body. Although his body became extremely small, his aura became stronger.

Facing the attacks of the three holy swords, Zhang Ruochen could only keep retreating to neutralize the Xianlan King's offensive.

Even so, Zhang Ruochen still couldn't completely dodge, and the three holy swords left sword wounds on his arms and legs.

One of the attacks was the most dangerous, passing through his neck and cutting off a strand of hair.

King Xianlan seized the opportunity, jumped up, rushed out from the holy sword, turned into a bright bloody light, and punched Zhang Ruochen in the heart.

Zhang Ruochen clapped his palm forward, and a low-pitched dragon roar came from his palm.

"Bang!"

This time, Zhang Ruochen failed to block King Xianlan's punch and flew backwards. The energy and blood in his body were shaking, and even his internal organs were somewhat misaligned.

The power unleashed by the creatures in the Holy Realm cannot be underestimated.

Whether it was combat skills or understanding of the Holy Way, there was a big gap between Zhang Ruochen and King Xianlan.

Xianlan King has been practicing for nearly a thousand years, and has long since cultivated his martial arts to a superb level. He is experienced, stable, and majestic. Even if Zhang Ruochen's system is stronger than him, it will be difficult to pose a threat to him.

"Zhang Ruochen, you are still too young after all."

The Xianlan King flew forward, pursuing the victory and trying to severely injure Zhang Ruochen, causing him to completely lose his fighting ability.

In the distance, the sound of the piano sounded again.

The fingers of the talented saintly woman plucked another string.

In an instant, the rocks on the ground rolled up, forming walls, earth thorns, and boulders, blocking the front of the Xianlan King and pressing towards him.

The material of the guqin is very special. The five strings on the qin, Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng and Yu, respectively represent the five powers of gold, wood, water, fire and earth among the five elements.

"Boom."

King Xianlan's swordsmanship is very outstanding. He has mastered the Five Swordsmanship to great perfection, and can defeat the interception of the Holy Book Talented Girl with overwhelming force. Three blood-red figures merged into one, and at the same time they activated three holy swords and slashed at Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen stood under the overwhelming sword energy, and the meteor invisibility cloak on his body emitted a bright brilliance, as bright and bright as the blood light in the air.

With a wave of his arm, he slashed upward, tearing a crack in space.

Xianlan King's body twisted slightly in a very strange way and managed to avoid the attack from the space crack.

Seeing that the three holy swords were about to fall on Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen once again mobilized the power of space, and the surrounding space quickly became distorted. The holy sword, which was clearly falling straight down, slashed towards Zhang Ruochen's side.

"Uh-huh."

Zhang Ruochen stabbed out with his sword, hitting the Xianlan King who was only one inch tall.

The Xianlan King immediately flew out sideways, restored his original body size, and retreated dozens of feet away.

The sword strike just now was quite dangerous, and Zhang Ruochen's sword just missed piercing through his body.

After forcing the Xianlan King back, Zhang Ruochen's aura greatly increased. He used spatial movement to reach the Xianlan King and launched a series of attacks.

The talented lady with the holy book played a murderous music, her fingers beating rapidly on the five strings.

The five-element attack power exerted by the Guqin cooperated perfectly with Zhang Ruochen's five-element chaotic body, leaving the Xianlan King in a state of embarrassment and forcing him to defend passively.

The blazing flames turned the blood armor on the Xianlan King into black.

Zhang Ruochen's sword struck the Xianlan King's back, leaving a foot-long wound. The holy blood continued to flow out, dyeing the earth red.

Xianlan King has been practicing for nearly a thousand years, and he has never been in such a miserable state before. He was beaten repeatedly by two juniors and was filled with anger.

"The Blood Demon comes to the world."

A vast amount of blood surged out from the center of Xianlan King's eyebrows.

In the center of the blood energy, a bloody skull dozens of meters long was suspended, spinning rapidly, forming a blood energy vortex.

At this moment, it seemed that the rules of heaven and earth could not suppress the Xianlan King. The overwhelming power was released and poured out in all directions.

"Bang!"

A burst of blood energy surged out and knocked Zhang Ruochen away. His body hit the black cliff and half of his body was embedded in it.

The Holy Book Talented Woman also felt uncomfortable. She suffered the impact of blood energy and spit out a mouthful of blood.

She was already injured, but now her injuries have become aggravated.

You must know that the bloody skull did not really fall, it was just a burst of blood energy that had severely injured Zhang Ruochen and the Holy Book Talent.

If the body of the bloody skull launches an attack, it's hard to imagine how terrifying it will be?

The Holy Book Talented Girl stared at the huge skull suspended in mid-air, her face turned a little pale, and said: "That is the head left by a creature at the level of a Holy King. There is a vast and unfathomable residual power in the head, which can Destroy the Saint."

A sneer appeared on King Xianlan's face, "For the two of you to be able to force me to take out Lord Blood Demon's head is already quite an achievement."

After saying this, King Xianlan controlled the huge skull and attacked Zhang Ruochen embedded in the cliff, preparing to kill Zhang Ruochen first and then take away the talented woman with the holy book.

In his opinion, the talented woman with the holy book was seriously injured after all, so the threat was not too great.

The huge skull is like a small mountain of blood. It has a very ferocious shape, with fangs, and two will-o'-the-wisps burning inside the deep eye sockets.

If you examine it carefully, you will even find that there is a faint breath of life coming from the inside of the skull.

The Holy Book Talent immediately knocked out the Confucian Holy Book and flew towards the skull to prevent it from hitting Zhang Ruochen's body.

"Wow!"

The pages of the Confucian holy book were opened, and tens of thousands of bright light spots flew out, each of which was a text.

As the skull pressed down, the words exploded and turned into mist.

Every time a word explodes, the injury of the talented woman with a holy book will be aggravated. Blood continues to flow from the corner of her mouth, and her delicate and delicate body appears to be trembling, as if it will be broken together with the words.

"The Holy Book of Confucianism is nothing more than this. How can it block Lord Blood Demon's head?"

King Xianlan laughed, mobilized more powerful power, and continued to activate the bloody skull.

He didn't notice that Zhang Ruochen's figure flew out from the black cliff, turned into a stream of light, and passed through the air with a sword.

"Everything changes in an instant."

The dazzling sword light penetrated the blood mist and hit Xianlan King between his eyebrows.

The power of time formed circles of ripples, covering a hundred feet of space.

King Xianlan noticed the flying sword light, his face became a little ugly, and he immediately controlled the bloody skull, trying to stop Zhang Ruochen.

However, he found that his speed became very slow, while Zhang Ruochen's speed was astonishingly fast.

"How could this happen? The flow of time seems to be a little slow."

When King Xianlan realized this, Shen Yuan's ancient sword had already penetrated from between his eyebrows, piercing his Qihai and head.

"Uh... you..."

The body of King Xianlan fell straight backwards and gradually became cold.

A human-shaped holy light flew out from the head of the Xianlan King and penetrated into the bloody skull suspended in the air.

Then, the life energy inside the bloody skull became a little stronger. It broke free from the suppression of Confucian Ancestor's holy book and flew towards the ravine where the bloody light had previously burst out.

Zhang Ruochen landed next to the body of King Xianlan, gasping for air and feeling lingering fear in his heart.

Just now, if he hadn't understood the second level of the Time Sword Technique and used the first move of the Scale Sword Technique, I'm afraid both he and the Holy Book Talent would have died here.

The Holy Book Talent took back the Confucian Holy Book, but her eyes looked at the bloody skull that flew dozens of miles away, and said: "The holy soul of King Xianlan flew into that skull."

"That skull seems to have come to life, and we seem to have provoked a more terrifying enemy. Whose head is it?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Although he killed a blood saint, Zhang Ruochen didn't feel any joy at all. Instead, he felt a greater sense of crisis.

(I saw some readers mentioning why Zhang Ruochen didn’t use the Divine Wood Map of Heaven and Earth to release the Blood Moon Ghost King. In Chapter 953, hadn’t Zhang Ruochen already handed the Divine Wood Map of Universe and Four Letters to Xiao Hei?

At that time, Zhang Ruochen didn't know if he could return alive after entering the endless abyss, and he would definitely not bring the Divine Wooden Map of the Universe with him.

After all, there are many people in the Qiankun Shenmu Diagram, and it is impossible for everyone to risk death with him. That would be irresponsible behavior. Moreover, the Divine Wood Map of the Universe is not indestructible. )