Zhuang Jian's figure stood up, as if it was itself integrated into the surrounding heaven and earth, the vast spiritual power was the sea, and every trace of spiritual power was its incarnation, which was the perfect state of the tide heavenly body's thorough cultivation to the fullest.

"Tianque Zen Light!"

Zhuang Jian's fingertips, there is a convergence of light, look carefully, above the light, there are spirit Jiao, Jiaolong, the dragon hovering, that is the three levels of the spirit of the tide Tianque body, at this time all converge on the Zen light, exuding brilliant power.

The body technique given by this Spirit Emperor was finally cultivated to a state of perfection when Zhuang Jian reached the peak of the king rank.

Shang Yafu was also aware of Zhuang Jian's state at this time, and a drop of blood was forced out of his eyebrows, and with the appearance of that drop of blood, between heaven and earth, there was a loud sound of phoenix singing, and Taotao's spiritual power was directly turned into a torrent and gathered, like a long river.

"Ancient Phoenix's blood, blood river!"

In an uproar, a river of blood hung directly between Zhuang Jian and Shang Yafu, the waves were surging, and all kinds of birds and beasts were born and died in the river.

"It turned out to be the Ancient Phoenix Blood Essence!"

Zhuang Jian also instantly sensed the fluctuations in the blood river, although the ancient holy beast was extinguished, but the existence of the ancient phoenix, which was imprinted between heaven and earth, was impossible to erase, this green wing divine clan had a deep relationship with the ancient phoenix, and Shang Yafu was the most perfect bloodline inheritance of this generation, and it was naturally not uncommon to be able to condense a drop of the ancient phoenix blood essence.

"River of Blood?"

Zhuang Jian looked at the rolling river of blood, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the next moment, the light of his fingertips also pierced the void in an instant.

Swish!

The Tianque Zen light flashed and disappeared, and it directly penetrated into the river of blood, and suddenly, in the river of blood, there were rolling huge waves surging, and one after another spirit Jiao, dragons, and even giant dragons were surging and rising in it, constantly destroying the creatures derived from it.

The blood river is raging, and the birds and beasts derived from it are all with the blood of the ancient phoenix, noble and incomparable, and the strength is even stronger, and they also instantly discovered the spirit Jiao, Jiaolong and even the giant dragon that broke into it, and suddenly, the fierce and vicious spirit phoenix spirit phoenix directly led many creatures to try to destroy the intruder.

However, the intruder also seemed to be extremely powerful, even the weakest spirit Jiao, between the flickering of the body, there was a trace of the blessing of the ancestral dragon's qi, and the dragon and the giant dragon were even more clothed in black flames, and between the rises, they constantly turned the essence in the blood river into nothingness.

"This Shang Yafu reacted well, but he used it in the wrong place!"

The Medical Emperor saw at a glance that what Zhuang Jian had performed was the Spirit Emperor's famous stunt, the Tidal Tianque Body, and this attack, the most suitable venue, was the water, at the moment, although this Shang Yafu sacrificed the ancient phoenix essence blood, but turned it into a blood river, it was in Zhuang Jian's arms, in that blood river, the Tidal Tianque body can exert the greatest power.

Not only the Medical Emperor, but even Shang Yafu himself was aware that in the blood river, the spirit Jiao, Jiaolong, and giant dragon carrying the breath of the ancestral dragon were raging in it, and the creatures in the blood river carried the blood of the ancient phoenix, and the two sides were only evenly matched, after all, the qi of the ancestral dragon was not weak at all compared to the ancient phoenix.

"Humph!

Shang Yafu snorted coldly, no longer paying attention to the movement in the river of blood, and with a move of his palm, the void suddenly shattered, and a long stick appeared in his hand, and the ancient inscription was engraved on it.

Zhuang Jian looked at the long stick in Shang Yafu's hand, and his eyes were also fixed, because at one end of the long stick, where the head of the spear should be located, there was a void shattered, as if this space could not bear its sharpness at all.

"That's right, the head of this soul killing spear is made from the arm bones of a demigod, and it is usually hidden in the void, and once it appears, it will definitely kill the spirit!"

Shang Yafu locked on Zhuang Jian from afar, and his voice was indifferent.

"Under the destruction of the soul, there will be no survival, if you admit defeat now, I can spare your life!"

"Soul slayer, demigod arm bones?"

When Zhuang Jian heard this, he was also shocked, a demigod?

Doesn't that mean that there is a master of the level similar to the Spirit Emperor and Ling Chutian, and he is controlled by a single arm bone?

The gods are beyond heaven and earth, let alone a broken arm bone, even if there is a trace of thought remaining, it can be resurrected again, and it is indelible at all, but even if it is a demigod, its power void is still unbearable.

Therefore, the spearhead of the soul extinguishing spear was hidden in the void and never appeared.

"What demigods, they're all self-proclaimed, do you think the god level is so easy to touch?"

However, just as Shang Yafu's words fell, a voice also rose in Zhuang Jian's heart.

It's Qin.

"But that sharp aura?"

Although the head of the gun did not appear, the faintly revealed murderous aura was enough to destroy everything.

"That spear body also has a mystery, but this is definitely not the arm bone of a demigod, if it is really a demigod, then unless it is the body of a demigod, it can't be supported at all!"

"The eighteen ancient Arhats are all known as demigod levels, but even after the eighteen Arhats are fused, they have never touched the rules of the god level, how can the god level be sealed?"

"And the Ice Illusion Demon Emperor before, the condensed demigodhead, how can it just carry some divinity, and it is not a godhead at all!"

Qin's voice carried a hint of helplessness, but it also showed that the level of legend, coveted by ordinary people, seemed a little ignorant.

"And can you stop this soul lance?"

Zhuang Jian asked.

"Remove it!"

"This Divine Marrow Jade Pool is much stronger than your Ten Thousand Spirits Clan's Spirit Pool!"

Qin said coldly.

"I've recovered nearly half of my strength now, and a mere pseudo-semi-sacred weapon also wants to bluff me, what a joke!"

"Then I'll rest assured! I'm going to sacrifice you directly in a while!"

Zhuang Jian also smiled, he didn't care if the Luohan Tower could bear it!

"Is that how you treat your old friend?"

Qin also had a black line on his face, and he couldn't imagine that Zhuang Jian would have such a thought.

"Don't I have faith in you!"

Zhuang Jian also hurriedly apologized.

The communication with Qin was lightning, Zhuang Jian came back to his senses, and said to Shang Yafu: "Your Excellency is really a good plan, and you want to retreat without a fight!"

"It's just that I have promised Prince Xuanqing that today's battle will be won! Your Excellency wants to let me retreat with a pseudo-demigod spear, which is really a bit difficult!"

When the words fell, Zhuang Jian also dragged his palm, and suddenly, there was also a round of pagoda descending in the void, rotating above Zhuang Jian's palm.

The pagoda presents eighteen layers, and the first ten layers of light circulate and exude a mysterious meaning.

"What is this?"

As soon as the Luohan Pagoda appeared, on the platform of the palace, Xuan Qing also changed color instantly, obviously recognizing something.

"Pretending to be a ghost, you actually say that my soul killing spear is a pseudo-semi-sacred weapon?"

Shang Yafu was also choked by Zhuang Jian's words, his soul killing spear is one of his strongest killing moves, after many years of fighting, everyone who forced him to sacrifice the spirit killing spear has turned into a dead soul, and now this foreign boy dares to insult him like this.

"Well, since you have brought humiliation on yourself, then you can't blame me!"

On the palm of Shang Yafu's hand, there was a bloodshot spreading upward, lighting up the ancient inscription on the body of the spear, and an indescribable majesty spread out, and the void at the position of the head of the spear also fluctuated faintly.

"I actually forced Shang Yafu to dispatch the spirit killing spear, this kid is dead!"

Qingyuan also looked at Zhuang Jian with a happy face, the latter even said wildly when he was dying, this spirit extinguishing spear is one of the inheritances of the business world, and only the most perfect bloodline inheritors can use it in each generation, and once the soul is extinguished, this Zhuang Jian will definitely have no reason to live.

"I can't imagine that the prince's last reliance is such an arrogant person, but an arrogant person must be difficult to survive, but it's a pity that this void is ghostly, and he can only find another master!"

Qingyuan scoffed.

However, Xuan Qing turned a deaf ear to Qingyuan's ridicule, and his eyes were also fixed on the Luohan Pagoda that rotated above Zhuang Jian's palm.

Above there, he felt a familiar ripple.

"That's the fluctuation on the last picture from my brother!"

Xuan Qing closed his eyes and recalled the dream of the year.

The Xuanlang God King was in a world, and the terrifying power crushed his demigods to pieces, and the brilliant brilliance purified his shattered body into nothingness.

In that realm where all thoughts were lost, the Xuanlang God King tried his best to build a picture of Xuanqing's dream.

And the breath in that picture is the same as the fluctuations on this Luohan Tower.

"Zhuang Jian is actually related to that clan!"

In Xuan Qing's eyes, there was also a look of hope, the reason why he wanted to compete for the position of God King was that he wanted to explore the clues of Xuan Lang's divine annihilation, and secondly, he hoped to inherit the will of Xuan Lang God King and pass on the Qingyi God Clan.

For this brother, he also has deep emotional sustenance.

"It seems that Xuanqing is desperate!"

As for Xuan Qing's silence, Qing Yuan also saw it in his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

In the field, Shang Yafu locked on Zhuang Jian with an indifferent face, on the spirit killing spear, blood was everywhere, Rao was using Shang Yafu's power, and it was still necessary to consume a lot of essence blood to urge the spirit killing spear.

However, as the inscription was moved by the essence blood, above the void, a spear head in the shape of an arm bone began to loom in the sky.

In Shang Yafu's eyes, there was a frenzied color rising, every time he urged the soul killing spear, although the consumption was huge, but its final exploits proved again and again that these consumption were worth it.

"Soul Slayer Gun, Spirit Slayer!"

As Shang Yafu's words fell, the body of the spear engraved with countless light patterns directly disintegrated into fragments, and the spear head was like lightning, directly piercing through the void.

Zhuang Jian also noticed the change in the spirit killing spear, and as soon as his mind moved, the power of time froze the time and space around his body, and his palm was sent upward, and the Luohan Pagoda also rose against the wind, colliding with the spirit killing spear head that pierced through the void.