"What's the other half?"

Even the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King was a little curious.

Zhang Ruochen hasn't used all his strength yet. Xia asked.

"How is it possible? An eight-step Saint King is just fighting with the Martial Realm Emperor to this extent, it is already shocking, how can there be reservations?" the long-faced emperor exclaimed.

Xia asked: "In the Eastern Regions Holy City, I have seen Zhang Ruochen make a move, but in his hand, there is a supreme holy weapon. ”

The monks on the White Bone Mountain were collectively silent.

If it were, an eight-step Saint King with a Supreme Sacred Weapon in his hands, even in a head-to-head confrontation, he could pose a certain degree of threat to the powerhouses of the Dao Realm.

What's more, that eight-step Saint King is still Zhang Ruochen, the heir of time and space.

With the power of space and time, Zhang Ruochen is almost invincible. If you add a supreme holy weapon, you can attack and retreat. ”

The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King smiled and said, "This battle is getting more and more interesting. Now it seems that Zhang Ruochen is indeed a big test for the emperor of the martial world. ”

Emperor Yun said: "The cultivation of the Emperor of the Martial Realm is much stronger than Zhang Ruochen, but he actually has the upper hand. ”

The monks present were not ordinary people who were able to cultivate to the current realm.

They know better than anyone else that when their own cultivation is strong, they are truly powerful, and even if they can gain the upper hand with foreign objects and spells, they still fall into the inferior class after all.

The Martial Realm Emperor touched the blood marks on his cheek, his eyes became extremely fierce, and he couldn't help but glance in the direction where the White Bone Mountain was located, as if he had seen that the Cloud Emperor and the Nine Eyes Heavenly King and others were laughing at him and despising him. Fighting with an eight-step Saint King, he was actually injured.

Zhang Ruochen noticed something, followed the gaze of the Emperor of the Martial Realm, and glanced at the white cloud in the distance.

"You're good, but you won't have any chances in the future. ”

The Emperor of the Martial Realm felt that his face was gloomy, and he was really angry, and he roared in his mouth: "The grass and trees are all soldiers." ”

A golden mark appeared on the center of his eyebrows, emitting a golden glow as dazzling as the scorching sun. Wherever the golden mangs passed, everything on the ground turned to metal.

Rocks, grass, water, soil...... It was as if they were made of gold, and they flew off the ground, condensing into twelve golden giants.

The aura emanating from each golden giant was not weaker than that of a cultivator in the Dao Realm.

Even without the suppression of the Gate of Fate, it would be difficult for Zhang Ruochen to defeat these twelve golden giants. What's more, the Gate of Destiny also suppressed his strength by four or five times.

"This person's combat power is not under the Blood Bee Shura King who has the Blood Emperor Bee Swarm, but he is a terrifying character. Moreover, is there still a more terrifying undead blood clan master hidden in the secret?"

Zhang Ruochen shifted his exhibition space greatly, appeared dozens of miles away, and rushed towards the direction of the Ancient Clan of the Prison Clan.

"If you want to escape, it's not that easy. ”

"A little stone turns into gold. ”

The Emperor of the Martial Realm was a little more than a little apart, and a mountain more than 1,000 meters high in front of Zhang Ruochen turned into a metal mountain, and flew off the ground, impacting him.

This blow not only blocked Zhang Ruochen's way, but also forced him backwards.

Zhang Ruochen's feet stepped on the top of the metal mountain, and he quickly climbed to the top of the mountain. Then, he jumped and fell more than a hundred miles away, entering the area of the Ancient God Pattern.

Although those divine patterns are incomplete, their power is still extraordinary.

It is precisely because of these divine patterns that these masters of the undead blood clan are blocked from the outside of the ancient clan of the Prison Suppression.

"Can't go!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

......

A series of six golden figures fell from the sky, smashing out six thick clouds of dust and smoke on the ground in front of Zhang Ruochen.

When the dust and smoke cleared, Zhang Ruochen saw six golden giants, sealing all his retreats according to a certain distance and direction.

Behind him, the Martial Emperor and the other six golden giants walked slowly.

"The maximum distance you can use to move in space should not exceed a hundred miles, right? As long as you continue to escape to the Ancient Clan of Prison Town, no matter how you use space to move, there will definitely be a golden-bodied warrior who will kill in front of you in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, you can't do a second spatial shift. ”

"And when you fight against that golden-bodied warrior, the attacks that I and other golden-bodied warriors will surely fall on you. ”

"So, even if you are a descendant of time and space, there is no way to escape today. ”

Behind the Emperor of the Martial Realm was the Gate of Destiny, with a steel dragon-like iron rope wrapped around his body, and a dazzling golden glow emanating from his eyebrows, every time he took a step towards Zhang Ruochen, it was like a death knell ringing further.

Zhang Ruochen showed a smile and said, "Who told you that I was going to escape?" retreat to the edge of the Divine Pattern Formation, just don't want your companion to disturb the battle between us." To be exact, I don't want someone to save you when I'm going to kill you. ”

The Martial Emperor's eyes shrank, and then he smiled again: "Scare me, play psychological warfare, but unfortunately, when the gap in cultivation is so obvious, there is no point in playing psychological warfare at all." Now, it's up to me to end today's fight. ”

"Whoa. ”

The palm of the Martial Realm Emperor pressed forward, and the chains that were immediately wrapped around his body flew out in a winding way.

At the same time, a golden beam of light flew out from the center of his eyebrows.

Where the beam flies, the rocks and dirt on the ground immediately melt and turn into a golden river.

Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, pinched out a finger sword in his right hand, controlled the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword to fly out, collided with the chain, and then slashed towards the Emperor of the Martial Realm along the chain.

At the same time, the Blue Sky Floating Pagoda flew out and levitated above his head, exuding supreme power and protecting his entire body.

"Bang bang. ”

Whether it was the iron rope shot by the Emperor of the Martial Realm, or the golden beam flying out of the center of his eyebrows, or the attacks made by those golden-bodied warriors, they were all blocked by the power of the Supreme.

For a while, it would be difficult for them to break through the defenses formed by the Blue Sky Floating Pagoda.

On the White Bone Mountain, those emperors and emperors who had long known that Zhang Ruochen had the Supreme Holy Weapon all showed puzzled looks.

"Zhang Ruochen actually used the Supreme Sacred Weapon to defend, he is so afraid of death?"

"It turns out that Zhang Ruochen is so stupid, if it is the Emperor of the World, he must use the Supreme Holy Weapon to attack the Emperor of the Martial World, and only the Supreme Holy Weapon can hurt him. Defend against ...... with the Supreme Hallows Hey, this kind of defense, even if it can hold out for a while, will eventually be breached. After all, with his eight-step Saint King realm, it was impossible for him to continuously urge a Supreme Sacred Weapon. ”

"It seems that the outcome has been decided, Xia Shenzi, this time, you really looked away. ”

Xia asked: "It's too early to draw conclusions, didn't you see Zhang Ruochen urging a sword to attack the Emperor of the Martial Realm?"

"Could it be that Xia Shenzi thinks that the Martial Realm Emperor can't even block a sword attacked by an eight-step Saint King? Even if Zhang Ruochen has already cultivated the Sword Soul, if he encounters an opponent like the Martial Realm Emperor, he won't have any chance of winning. ”

Xia Wenxin was silent again, his eyes staring tightly at the sword that flew towards the Emperor of the Martial Realm.

The Shen Yuan Ancient Sword dragged a long sword ray, spinning constantly, and countless sharp sword gangs flew around the sword body, like a black sword rain, heading straight towards the major vital points around the Emperor of the Martial Realm.

"Ignorance, this level of aggression, is of no use to me. But this sword seems to be of a good grade, so I laughed at it!"

The Martial Realm Emperor laughed, raised the five fingers of his right hand and pressed them in the air, and the powerful Holy Dao power surged out, shattering all the sword gangs and turning them into invisible.

This hand alone was enough to terrify countless Dao realm masters.

"Move. ”

Immediately afterwards, the Emperor of the Martial Realm unleashed a mysterious holy technique, which actually directly captured the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword in his hand and suppressed it in the palm of his hand.

The Shen Yuan Ancient Sword trembled violently, but it couldn't break free.

"It's actually a holy sword refined from the creation substance, it's great, it may not be able to transform into a supreme holy weapon in the future. The Emperor of the Martial World was surprised and delighted.

Looking at the happy appearance of the Emperor of the Martial Realm, the corners of Zhang Ruochen's mouth rose slightly, "Even the sword of the heir of time and space, you dare to collect it, you are too careless!"

"What do you mean?"

The Emperor of the Martial Realm instinctively realized that something was wrong, and the next moment, his whole body trembled, and he only felt a strong sense of weakness spread throughout his body.

"Bang bang. ”

Because he became weak, the Martial Emperor could no longer control the twelve golden-bodied warriors.

They all shattered, turning into golden powder.

The Shen Yuan Ancient Sword broke free from the suppression of the Emperor of the Martial Realm, let out a "Zheng" sound, and flew back into Zhang Ruochen's hands. Carrying the sword, Zhang Ruochen shifted the space and appeared next to the Emperor of the Martial Realm.

"It's the power of time...... You used the power of time to kill my Shouyuan...... The power of time is attached to that sword......"

The Emperor of the Martial Realm was extremely angry in his heart, but he knew that with his current state, it was absolutely impossible for him to be Zhang Ruochen's opponent, so he put a talisman on his body and quickly retreated backwards.

"Yes, you know what the problem is so quickly, it seems that your combat experience is indeed quite rich. Terrible. ”

Zhang Ruochen slashed with a horizontal sword, and before the emperor of the martial world retreated, a sword cut his body into two, and blood spilled.

However, with the perverted vitality of the undead blood clan, this sword obviously has not yet killed the emperor of the martial realm.

Zhang Ruochen quickly stepped forward, ready to make up another sword.

On the White Bone Mountain, a smile appeared on Xia Wenxin's handsome face: "It turns out that this is Zhang Ruochen's killing move, the emperor of the martial arts world still has some ability, at least he has tested Zhang Ruochen's hole card." ”

With a flick of Xia Wenxin's fingers, the God-Destroying Cross Shield flew out from his fingertips, turning into a huge cross that was hundreds of feet long, reflecting a radius of thousands of miles into blood red.

Divine patterns flowed on the cross shield, and faintly could be seen, a god was crucified on it, and the blood of the gods turned into rivers, flowing between the sky and the earth.

"Boom. ”

The God-Destroying Cross Shield was inserted into the ground beside Zhang Ruochen, and the earth and rocks were flying.

In this moment, the space is frozen.

The Shen Yuan Ancient Sword raised by Zhang Ruochen was only one inch away, and the tip of the sword could pierce into the eyebrows of the Emperor of the Martial Realm. But he became still, as if petrified.

"The heirs of time and space are fixed in space, just like the Sumeru holy monk back then, who is obviously the master of time and space, but was exiled to the long river of time. Ha ha. The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King burst out laughing.

(End of chapter)