God Emperor

"Leaning on the building and listening to the wind and rain, can the wind and rain make you realize your wishes? Look at the rivers and lakes indifferently, the road is dangerous. On a rainy night, the cold wind is strong, and a sword can cut off a soul."

Zhang Ruochen hugged Shi Meiren and sat on the third floor attic, listening to the sound of wind and rain outside the window. He seemed to have forgotten the killing outside and couldn't help but curl his mouth.

It was already dawn.

The rain did not stop, but fell more rapidly.

Last night, Murong Yue, Da Sikong, and Er Sikong had already visited Tianlejian and brought the Kaiyuan Deer Cauldron and the elephant soul of the Qingjia Holy Elephant.

Zhang Ruochen placed them all into the Divine Tree of Heaven and Earth, even the powerful Da Sikong and Er Sikong were no exception.

After all, Da Sikong and Er Sikong have not yet entered the Holy Realm, and they may be in danger when they encounter real Holy Realm creatures.

Zhang Ruochen did not send Beauty Shi into the world of picture scrolls.

There are two reasons:

First, after all, Shi Meiren is the palace master of the Demon Sect. Once her state of mind recovers and she wants to snatch the Divine Tree of Heaven and Earth, Zhang Ruochen is no match for her.

Zhang Ruochen can treat others sincerely, but who can tell whether others will repay kindness with hatred? Faced with a treasure like the Divine Wood Map of the Universe, not to mention the Sword Master, even the Great Sage would snatch it away.

There are too many bloody examples in history. There is no absolute certainty that Zhang Ruochen will not expose his biggest secret.

Secondly, Zhang Ruochen also wanted to cleanse Shi Meiren's heart through fighting. If she can be awakened, her strength will be enough to defeat all the powerful demon sects and resolve all crises.

There are three layers of formations arranged outside Tianle Room. Even a saint cannot escape quietly.

It was already the next morning, and it was still dark because of the dark clouds in the sky.

Ouyang Huan stood in the rain all night.

Qi Feiyu held up a fan and looked slim. She stood beside Ouyang Huan and said, "Isn't it too fussy, mother? I need to use the entire power of Zhuguang Pavilion for a stone beauty and a Gu Linfeng?"

Ouyang Huan has probably guessed some of the truth, and he understands even more how important this matter is. Once the news is leaked, the entire Moon Worshiping Cult will be in turmoil.

There must be no room for error in this matter.

Ouyang Huan did not explain to Qi Feiyu. He stared at the attic in the distance with an ominous premonition and said, "I'll go to Tianle Room to take a look."

"I'll go with you."

Qi Feiyu followed.

The two of them came to the lower part of the attic. They did not break in immediately, but observed secretly. They always felt that it was too quiet inside.

From the attic, a strange man's voice sounded: "Since you two are already here, why don't you come in and talk?"

This voice definitely did not belong to Gu Linfeng.

Ouyang Huan and Qi Feiyu looked at each other, and then they disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, they appeared on the third floor of the attic, pushed open the wooden door, and saw two people sitting in the center of the room.

One is Shi Meiren.

There was another young man whom they had never seen before.

Ouyang Huan still maintained a calm expression, quickly glanced around the attic, and asked: "Your Majesty is really good at it. You can break into this place without anyone noticing. Where is Gu Linfeng? Where are the monks from the Murong family?"

Zhang Ruochen was still sitting on the ground, stroking the ancient Shen Yuan sword in his hand, and said, "Of course he has been sent away by me."

"I don't believe it." Ouyang Huan shook his head.

"I can break in silently, can't I send people away silently?" Zhang Ruochen asked in return.

Someone can silently break through the three-layer formation and avoid the perception of all the masters of the Demon Cult in Zhuguang Pavilion?

Even a killer from the Holy Realm would not be able to do this.

"Stop being mysterious, who are you?" Qi Feiyu shouted coldly.

"Zhang Ruochen." Zhang Ruochen said.

Hearing these three words, even in Ouyang Huan and Qi Feiyu's state of mind, they looked surprised and felt very incredible.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen returned to his original appearance and did not use Gu Linfeng's identity.

Ouyang Huan and Qi Feiyu had only seen Lin Yue but not Zhang Ruochen's face, so naturally they did not recognize him.

"The descendant of time and space, Zhang Ruochen?"

"That's right." Zhang Ruochen said.

At this moment, Ouyang Huan finally believed what Zhang Ruochen said before. What others cannot do, the descendants of time and space who control the power of time and space may not be able to do it.

Ouyang Huan said: "Since you have sent Gu Linfeng and all the monks from the Murong family away, why didn't you leave together instead of staying here?"

"I stay here just to tell you a lesson."

"What's the point?" Qi Feiyu asked.

Zhang Ruochen took Shi Meiren's hand, stood up slowly, stared at Ouyang Huan and Qi Feiyu, and said unhurriedly: "No matter how you fight within the demon sect, Feiyu Sword Master is half of me." Teacher and half-friend, you shouldn’t treat her like that.”

A strange color flashed in Qi Feiyu's eyes, and she suddenly figured out all the doubts in her heart, feeling like she was suddenly enlightened.

"Uh-huh."

Without warning, Zhang Ruochen directly used the first move of the scale sword technique, and everything changed in an instant.

The black ancient Shen Yuan sword slashed towards Ouyang Huan and Qi Feiyu like a stream of light.

Ouyang Huan was worried about Qi Feiyu's safety, so he immediately grabbed her wrist, performed the Seven Star Lotus Step, stepped on the black lotus, stepped back seven steps in a row, flew out of the attic, and rushed into the rain curtain.

"Boom."

Hundreds of sword energy flew out, completely tearing the three-story wooden attic into pieces, collapsing downward and turning into wooden ruins.

Ouyang Huan looked at the two-inch long tear on his clothes, and felt a shiver in his heart, "What a fast sword. Sword Four? Or Sword Five?"

Ouyang Huan had only seen such a fast sword when he fought against Xue Wuye. Could it be that Zhang Ruochen's swordsmanship can already rival Xue Wuye's?

Ouyang Huan stared at Zhang Ruochen in the distance, but shook his head.

He could see that Zhang Ruochen's cultivation level was not too strong, and there was still a big gap between him and Xue Wuye.

Zhang Ruochen held the black Shen Yuan ancient sword, held Shi Meiren's hand, and looked around with a stern attitude.

In the darkness, black figures rushed out one after another. There were hundreds of them, all of them strong men.

The auras emanating from more than a dozen of them were very powerful, standing like wild mountains in the rain, giving people a strong oppressive force.

Ouyang Huan raised his voice and said: "Zhang Ruochen, where did you get the confidence to dare to challenge the Moon Worshiping Cult alone?"

"Who said I was alone?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"Wow!"

Wisps of ghostly energy flew out from Zhang Ruochen's sleeves, condensing into a beautiful figure with long hair hanging loose, standing in the air.

It is the Blood Moon Ghost King.

In recent times, the Blood Moon Ghost King has been practicing in the world of Tujuan. In addition, he has absorbed a large amount of the death energy inside the tree stump of the Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree, and his cultivation has reached a higher level.

The ghostly aura emanating from the Blood Moon Ghost King shrouded the entire Pearl Pavilion, making the world dark and cold, and all the vegetation turned yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a moment, this place seemed to have turned into a Shura hell.

"Everyone, be careful, that is a ghost king, and his strength is comparable to that of a saint."

Seeing the appearance of the Ghost King, the men in black surrounding them felt fear and stepped back one after another.

Ouyang Huan was exceptionally calm and ordered: "Activate the Ten Directions Heavenly Thunder Formation."

As the main place where the Demon Sect gathers wealth, Zhuguang Pavilion naturally has a defensive formation and an attack formation.

Once the formation is activated, even a saint can be killed.

However, when the array masters stationed in the four directions of Zhuguang Pavilion activated the Ten Directions Sky Thunder Array, there was no movement.

"What's going on? We check the formation inscriptions every month, but why can't we activate the formation?"

"What happened to the accident?"

All the formation masters in Zhuguang Pavilion were anxious.

At this moment, Xiao Hei crawled out from the ground, looked in the direction of the four formation towers, grinned, and puffed out his furry chest, looking very accomplished.

"How can a mere seventh-grade formation be able to stump this emperor?"

Last night, before entering the auction house, Zhang Ruochen asked Xiao Hei to destroy the formation inscriptions under the Zhuguang Pavilion just for this moment.

"Hey, now it's my turn to control your life and death." Xiao Hei was very excited, mobilized the holy energy, gathered it in his claws, and then drove the holy energy into the ground.

"Boom."

In the Pearl Pavilion, seventy-two white light pillars with a diameter of one meter shot up into the sky, causing the dark clouds in the sky to roll rapidly.

A huge formation wheel condensed in the clouds.

Dense thunder and lightning intertwined together, making crackling sounds, and the momentum caused alarmed all the major forces in the black market.

"Zhuguang Pavilion actually activated the Ten Directions Heavenly Thunder Formation. It must be that we have encountered a formidable enemy. Who dares to go against the Demon Sect?"

"In that direction, the ghost energy is soaring into the sky, covering the sky and the earth. It's probably a ghost king fighting with the devil."

"This matter is not trivial, let's not get involved."

The major evil forces in the black market did not extend a helping hand and immediately launched a defensive formation for fear of being affected.

The Demon Cult monks in the Pearl Pavilion secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the Ten Directions Heavenly Thunder Formation was successfully activated.

Although they were confident of taking down Zhang Ruochen and the Blood Moon Ghost King without the Ten Directions Sky Thunder Formation, they would definitely suffer heavy casualties, and even the entire Zhuguang Pavilion would be destroyed.

They cannot afford such a loss.

The master of the Zhuguang Pavilion glanced at the formation wheel above his head, nodded with satisfaction, stood up, and said in a loud voice: "Zhang Ruochen, you have time to stop now. If so, the power of the Ten Directions Sky Thunder Formation descends. , even if there is a ghost king to protect you, you will only end up being destroyed."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "I can't hold back anymore. It's destined to be a life-or-death battle between you and me tonight."

"You're looking for death."

The gaze of the master of the Pearl Pavilion locked on Zhang Ruochen, and wisps of black demonic energy surged out from his fingers, forming a circle of ripples, breaking through the ghostly energy emitted by the Blood Moon Ghost King.

From this alone, it can be seen that this person's cultivation is unfathomable and he may have entered the holy realm.

However, before the Master of the Zhuguang Pavilion could launch his attack, a thunderbolt as thick as a bowl fell down from the center of the formation wheel above the sky, hitting him squarely on the top of his head.

The master of the Zhuguang Pavilion froze, all the condensed demonic energy was scattered, his whole body became charred black, his hair stood on end, and black smoke was still emitting.