At this time, the extremely distant cold star erupted an extremely terrifying pillar of light, containing a pillar of light that was so rich that it was like substance, and landed on the emperor's body!

"Boom!" The aura on the emperor's body climbed at a speed of several people, and the four world origins in front of him began to become more dazzling and dazzling!

"Four World Origins, he is going straight to the Holy Lord level!" Zhuang Yichen could only watch the Emperor Realm soar at this time!

At this time, his cold qi had recovered less than one percent, and although it was purer than before, it was not enough to make him holy!

He could understand that the emperor's hatred for himself was monstrous, because when he was under the Holy Realm, the foundation was about to be solid, and the future Holy Dao would be even more unimpeded!

And this emperor is arrogant, I am afraid that he has always been planning to go straight to the sub-sage! That's why his hatred is so strong at this time.

"It would be nice if there was a long sword that was strong enough!" At this time, Zhuang Yichen shook his head a little helplessly! His strongest secret technique at this time was the Qinglian Sword Song that he had just learned, but without a weapon, everything was in vain!

The emperor's eyes were full of pleasure when he looked at Zhuang Yichen, the other party never thought that he could actually go straight to the Holy Lord level and become an existence that absolutely crushed him! Of course, he also admitted that this Zhuang Yifei was hiding too deep and caused a lot of trouble to himself, but now everything is about to end.

Sanctify on the ground!

On top of that jade talisman, there is a sub-saint-level defense, which is a bit overkill to deal with the powerhouses of the Heavenly Realm! But at this time, the emperor feels that it is worth it!

This is the foundation of such a supreme giant power as the Water Emperor Sect, and it also gives the emperor enough confidence to go to the Ling Ice Realm and lead the group.

Zhuang Yichen's physical body can actually reach the power of a legendary half-saint, even the emperor, who had already paid enough attention to Zhuang Yichen in advance, was shocked into a cold sweat, feeling that the other party was mysterious!

"He must contain a great secret, perhaps the relics and inheritance of a certain Venerable in ancient times!" the emperor couldn't help but feel a burst of ambition in his heart when he thought of this. With a status like him, he naturally knows that the end of the holy path is the Venerable Dao, and the so-called true saint is actually the Venerable One.

"Boom!" The power of the jade talisman finally dissipated, but at this time, the pillar of light reflected on the cold star also disappeared without a trace!

"You are proud enough to force me to become holy!But you also deserve to die!" The emperor felt that the hatred in his heart continued to grow, and the powerful Saint Lord-level divine soul suddenly burst out and shrouded Zhuang Yichen.

His divine soul was extremely powerful, and with enough holy power to support it, even an ordinary half-saint would be suppressed alive! So he had no doubt that Zhuang Yichen would pounce in seconds under his powerful divine soul!

"Hmph!" Zhuang Yichen stomped his foot, and the four star phantoms also appeared suddenly at this time, exuding an incomparably powerful aura fluctuation! With the support of these four world origins, his divine soul suddenly attacked, and collided with the emperor's divine soul!

"Bang!" The emperor's face turned slightly pale, and he felt a little annoyed in his chest! His eyes showed a look of horror, this Zhuang Yifei's divine soul seemed to be stronger than himself!

This is actually very normal, Zhuang Yichen achieved the Holy Lord when he was in the Shenlong Continent, and then the Divine Soul suffered the explosion of the cross-border passage, and later obtained Zhuang Xinyan's method of refining the Divine Soul, and the strength of the Divine Soul is almost comparable to that of the Asian Saint!

If there is enough holy power to support it, even if it is faced with many holy realm powerhouses, it can be suppressed with divine souls. Therefore, the emperor's divine soul, which has just achieved the Holy Lord, is really a bit insufficient.

"Flesh Legend, Divine Soul Holy Lord, and Four World Origins! What a great chance he has gained!"

He is an emperor cultivated by such a powerful sect as the Water Emperor Sect, but in the face of a guy like Zhuang Yifei, who is very average in all aspects, he is still inferior in all aspects.

"It seems that your cold qi has been abolished, and you can't become holy on the ground!" the emperor sneered, and suddenly shouted: "Light, thunder, wind! Fusion!" With his voice, the aura of heaven and earth within a hundred miles suddenly converged violently towards him, and the Sun Sacred Treasure and the Fan Sacred Treasure both turned into streamers and merged into his spear!

"What a terrifying might! This move of his can definitely reach the peak of the Holy Lord level, and after the fusion of these three Holy Treasures, he can actually reach the Holy Lord level!" Zhuang Yichen felt that endless killing intent was converging from all directions, and he had never felt so dangerous.

And now, he doesn't have any power to borrow, whether it is the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation or the Zhenwu Seven Interception Array, it is an external force after all!

"I'm afraid the turtle master is going to die today!" The sound of sorrow came from the Imperial Heavenly Armor and the Iron Blood Battle Banner at this time, and the Imperial Heavenly Armor wailed even more.

"Fight, even death won't make him feel better!" Zhuang Yichen slowly stretched out his fingers into a sword, and Qinglian Sword Song's sword momentum slowly pulled away! He knew that the emperor's next blow was when he was at stake in life and death, and at this time, there was only a desperate battle!

When I was in the burial place, I felt that you remembered something, and I was always very moved. "At this time, in the extreme depths of Zhuang Yichen's Purple Mansion, the mystery of Sumeru's transformation into mustard seeds, the Holy Demon Pagoda that Zhuang Yichen could never find was standing there.

The delicate voice of Toris came from inside the Holy Demon Tower, but inside the Holy Demon Tower, a long sword shining with the color of autumn water was talking to the tower keeper.

"No, there are Venerable-level powerhouses in this Ice Realm, once the breath of me and the Holy Demon Tower leaks, it will cause a great disaster, and our current strength is not enough to resist!" the tower keeper shook his head and sighed.

Now his memory has recovered a lot, thinking about the ancient times, what so-called Venerable is not as good as shit in front of him, but now he is humiliated and shrinks, for fear of being discovered.

"Then let me out! Let me accompany him all the way to the battle, and sing all the way!" said Touris's voice with a hundred thousand worries!

"Do you know that although the divine sword is sharp, it hurts its body, if you want to unlock the double seal of the Qiuyuan Sword again, you will lose the demon spirit, and you will completely become the same existence as the sword spirit! Unless Zhuang Yichen can set foot in that unfathomable realm in the future, you will never have a chance to wake up again!" sighed the tower keeper.

Zhuang Yichen was indeed very dangerous this time, but he was also sure that he would save his life, and his soul escaped into the Holy Demon Tower and waited for the opportunity to make a comeback in the future.

It's just the place of burial, which reminds him of too many things.