Chapter 1000: Thirty-six times the strength

The white-haired old woman knew that Zhang Ruochen's combat power was very strong, and she also knew that there were several evil old monsters nearby, so in order to avoid extraneous branches, she could only fight quickly.

Therefore, she mobilized the holy qi of her whole body and performed a holy technique of the Moon Worship Demon Sect.

"Thor Tribulation!"

Inside the mighty demon cloud, the withered holy body of the white-haired old woman was completely covered by purple thunder and lightning, and even every hair had electric light flowing.

A pair of crumpled palms, press forward.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the dense electric shuttle made a "boom" sound and hit Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen naturally knew how terrifying the holy art was, so instead of fighting with the white-haired old woman, he used spatial shifting, jumping between the cracks of thunder and lightning, and dodging.

The destructive power of the Thor Tribulation is amazing, even if it is just a trace of it, it can melt gold and fossils in an instant.

"Zhang Ruochen, do you think you can avoid the Thunder God Tribulation just by dodging?"

The white-haired old woman's hair stood on end, like a flame burning.

"The power of holy art is indeed very strong, but it is also quite consuming of holy energy. Even if you have already stepped into the Holy Realm, how long can you hold on?"

Zhang Ruochen said while dodging.

The white-haired old woman's face showed a sneering look, and said, "Want to kill a sage? ”

"With the cultivation of a half-saint and the use of holy arts, it will indeed consume a lot of holy qi. However, the Holy One condensed the Holy Source, which could absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and continuously transform it into Holy Qi. ”

"Moreover, the speed at which the Holy Source transforms the aura of heaven and earth is dozens of times that of the Half-Holy Holy Soul. Even if this saint played dozens of holy spells in a row, it would not be exhausted. ”

Although Zhang Ruochen did not step into the holy realm, he was very aware of the power of the sage, and just now, the reason why he said that was completely paralyzing the white-haired old woman.

After all, the white-haired old woman still regarded Zhang Ruochen as a half-saint and did not face her opponent.

The more this is the case, the more opportunities Zhang Ruochen has to surprise and kill with one blow.

"Crackling. ”

The thunder and lightning attacks became more and more intensive, and Zhang Ruochen showed a tired look that he couldn't support, and he shifted the space and retreated.

Every time the body moves, it can cross a space distance of ten zhang.

"Do you want to escape? I'm afraid it's a little late. ”

The white-haired old woman smiled hoarsely and rushed forward, raising her right hand upward.

Under the attraction of the holy qi, the second group of demon clouds condensed, and there were still dense thunderbolts shuttling, hanging above Zhang Ruochen's head, exuding a breath of destruction and destruction.

A hundred miles away, on the shore of Heishui Lake, the old man with a red face showed a shocked expression: "Isn't the old woman Qi already cultivating the Thunder God Tribulation to the eighth level?"

Cultivating the Thunder God Tribulation to the seventh level is already considered a holy masterpiece, and once it is cast, it can burst out with thirty-two times the power.

Cultivating to the eighth level is enough to burst out with thirty-six times the power.

The white-haired old woman can control two thunder and lightning magic clouds at the same time, which is the characteristic of the eighth level of the Thunder God Tribulation.

The stunning demon girl with three white fox tails stood on the branch of an ancient sycamore tree the size of a five-person hug, naked with a pair of jade feet, a smooth and beautiful face like jade, revealing a playful smile: "Zhang Ruochen, you kid must hold on, if Mrs. Qi cleans you up, how can my sister play?"

Once the white-haired old woman kills Zhang Ruochen, then she will no longer be able to snatch the Boundary Seal and the Holy Source.

After all, she didn't dare to face the Demon Sect head-on.

Only when Zhang Ruochen blocked the white-haired old woman's holy attack and escaped smoothly would she have a chance to make a move.

The Boundary Seal, the Holy Source, and even the Thousand-Pattern Sacred Weapon-level Shen Yuan Ancient Sword were all treasures that she coveted.

Zhang Ruochen quickly ran forward, turned into a streamer, fell to the ground, and spread his hands outward, releasing two golden Buddha lights, condensing into two golden palms hundreds of meters long.

With his hands raised, the ground shook violently.

"Boom. ”

Two huge golden Buddha's hands lifted up a mountain covered with vegetation and smashed it towards the white-haired old woman who was catching up.

As the mountain soared, those beasts and birds were very frightened and immediately fled the mountain and rushed down.

The next moment, a loud bang was heard.

Thunder and lightning poured down, splitting the mountains to pieces, and even the birds and beasts that fled turned into wisps of black smoke.

The power of holy art can destroy everything, and even the mountains, rivers and mountains cannot stop it.

The white-haired old woman thought that Zhang Ruochen had fled, but soon realized that something was wrong, only to see a golden figure rushing out from behind the broken mountain.

"Thousand-handed dragon elephant. ”

The roar of the dragon and the roar of the elephant pierced out, and the sound waves spread all the way to thousands of miles away, scaring the brutes on this land, thinking that there was a dragon saint and an elephant saint venerable here.

Zhang Ruochen's hands slapped forward at the same time, catching up with the surging thunder and lightning.

Obviously there were only two hands, but behind Zhang Ruochen, there were thousands of golden handprints. Zhang Ruochen at this moment is very much like a thousand-armed Buddha.

"Boom. ”

The demonic qi and the Buddha qi collided together, releasing a circle of energy waves and rushing in all directions.

Those old monsters of the evil path hidden in the shadows all used the Holy Soul Realm to resist the energy wave without being injured.

Of course, they also exposed their locations and were silently written down by Zhang Ruochen one by one.

"Zhang Ruochen actually smashed the Holy Technique attack of Old Woman Qi, could it be that he also cultivated a Holy Technique?" The stunning demon girl with three white fox tails was slightly moved.

You must know that even in the ninth-order half-saints, there are very few people who can cultivate a holy technique to the fullest. Once there is such a person, he must be a powerhouse among the ninth-order semi-saints.

It was hard for her to believe that a low-level demi-saint could successfully cultivate a holy art.

However, Zhang Ruochen did not perform the holy arts, how could he break the thunder god tribulation of the old woman Qi?

You must know that even with her cultivation, she is not completely sure that she can block the eighth thunder god tribulation.

Of course, there are also some evil old monsters who recognize that Zhang Ruochen is the eighth palm of the dragon elephant Panruo palm, the thousand-handed dragon elephant.

The existence of martial arts is to help the monk burst out with several times, dozens of times the attack power.

Clever martial arts can not only mobilize the aura of heaven and earth, but can even coincide with the rules of heaven and earth, resonate, and the attack power that erupts will naturally become more powerful.

Generally speaking, a martial art that can burst out with thirty times the attack power can be called a "holy art", that is, a king-level martial art.

At the beginning, when Zhang Ruochen cultivated the Dragon Elephant Panruo Palm to the fifth palm "Nine Stacks of Elephant Power", he played the palm technique, and he was already able to burst out nine times the strength.

Zhang Ruochen cultivated the ninth palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm to Dacheng, and the grade of this kind of martial art was raised to the top grade of the ghost level, and it could burst out with twenty-seven times the power, which was extremely close to the power of the holy art.

Later, Zhang Ruochen refined the saint-level dragon soul, opened the six orifices of his hands, and used the divine blood to sanctify the six orifices, and his palm power naturally went to a higher level.

Now, Zhang Ruochen has played the eighth palm of the Dragon Elephant Panruo Palm, and he can already burst out with thirty-three times the power.

If you hit the ninth palm, you can even burst out with thirty-four times the strength, even if it is a little worse than the eighth thunder god tribulation, it is already not far away.

You must know that the dragon elephant is like a palm, and now it is only a ghost-level top-grade.

Once Zhang Ruochen refines the elephant soul of the Qingjia Holy Elephant, breaks through the seventh aperture, and completely sanctifies his hands, he will definitely be able to far surpass the eighth Thunder God Tribulation.

"How...... How could it be ......"

The white-haired old woman didn't expect that Zhang Ruochen would be able to break through the Thunder God Tribulation, and she was a little distracted.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen turned into a golden dragon that grew dozens of feet long, and cast the ninth palm of the dragon-like palm, turning into a dragon with scales.

The golden dragon reached out its huge dragon claws and struck at the top of the white-haired old woman's head.

The power of this claw is a little stronger than the eighth palm just now.

The white-haired old woman's face changed, and in a hurry, she didn't have time to perform the Thunder God Tribulation, so she had to shoot three Hundred Pattern Holy Weapons in a row to meet them.

"Just a hundred pattern holy weapons, dare to take them out and be embarrassed?"

"Bang bang. ”

Three explosions in a row.

The Shen Yuan Ancient Sword flew out, shattering all three Hundred Pattern Holy Weapons, and at the same time, refining all the fragments of the Holy Weapons into the sword body.

"No ......"

The white-haired old woman worked hard to mobilize the Holy Qi, wanting to re-attack the Thunder God Tribulation and resist the dragon's claws.

However, it was too late, and the golden dragon claws ruthlessly landed on the top of the white-haired old woman's head, slapping her out of the air and falling straight to the ground.

The power of the dragon's claws erupted and slammed her directly into the ground.

The ground that defended hundreds of feet cracked out dense broken lines.

The white-haired old woman lay under the dirt, propped up her hands, the holy blood in her body burned, and cast a secret technique that consumed her life force, and actually blocked the attack power of the dragon claw.

However, the white-haired old woman was also seriously injured, and the skin of her whole body was cracked, making her flesh and blood blurry, and she looked particularly hideous.

"Zhang Ruochen, you can't ...... Kill Ben Holy ......"

"Hmmm. ”

A black sword qi descended from the sky, piercing through the white-haired old woman's holy soul realm and penetrating through the center of her eyebrows.

The white-haired old woman's sea of qi and skull split in half at the same time, the holy qi of her whole body quickly dissipated, and her body gradually became cold.

Another Saint Realm figure has fallen.

The vitality of the saint is indeed very strong, but once the sea of qi is shattered, the cultivation of the whole body will be lost.

Therefore, the sea of qi is the weakest place of the sage, and it is also the place where it is most heavily defended, and ordinary attacks cannot hurt the sea of qi of the sage at all.

It's just that no matter how tightly defended it is, how can it block the Shen Abyss Ancient Sword?

Zhang Ruochen took out the holy source in the white-haired old woman's body, and immediately cast a spatial shift, and his body shook slightly and disappeared in place.

The evil old monsters present were all shocked, and it was unimaginable that a junior in the Half-Saint Realm would be able to behead two Saint Realm figures in a row.

Is this to deter the Demon Sect, or to deter the saints of the world?

The saints, high above, are like the gods who dominate the Kunlun realm.

But now, there are people who want to go against the sky.

"Hey, where did Zhang Ruochen go?"

The stunning demon girl with three fox tails woke up from the shock just now and sensed that something was wrong.

Suddenly, an icy chill reached her back.

She was shocked in her heart, and immediately used her body technique to rush forward, using lightning-like speed, and in an instant, she reached a distance of more than ten miles.

Even so, Zhang Ruochen's sword just now still cut off one of her fox tails.

The position of the stunning demon girl's buttocks, drenched in blood, a sense of pain and shame, at the same time, was pounding her nerves, staring at the young man who was rushing towards her, and the anger in her heart rose. (To be continued.) )