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"What is the other half?"

Even Jiumu King was a little curious.

"Zhang Ruochen hasn't exhausted all his strength." Xia asked heart.

"How is that possible? An eight-step sage king, fighting to the present level with the Emperor Wujie to this extent is already shocking, how can there be reservations?" The long-faced emperor was surprised.

Xia Wenxin said: "I have seen Zhang Ruochen's shot in the Eastern City Holy City, but in his hand, there is a supreme holy weapon."

The monks on Baigu Mountain were collectively silent.

If it is, an eight-step holy king, who possesses the most holy holy weapon, can pose a certain degree of threat to the strong in the realm of the region, even in a confrontation.

What's more, the eight-step holy king still passed on Zhang Ruochen from time to time.

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

King Jiumu smiled and said, "This battle is becoming more and more interesting. Now it seems that Zhang Ruochen is indeed a great test for the Emperor Wujie."

The emperor Yun said: "The emperor's cultivation of Wujie is much stronger than Zhang Ruochen, but in fact he has the upper hand."

The monks present who were able to cultivate to the present state are not ordinary people.

They are better than anyone else. They are truly powerful when they cultivate themselves. Even if they can gain the upper hand with foreign objects and skills, they still fall into the best.

Emperor Wujie touched the blood on his cheek, his eyes became extremely sharp, and he couldn't help but glance in the direction of Baigu Mountain, as if he had seen Yundizi and King Jiumu and others laughing at him and despising him. Fighting with an eight-step holy king turned out to be injured.

Zhang Ruochen noticed that, following the eyes of Emperor Wujie, he glanced at the white cloud in the distance.

"Your strength is good, but next time, you will not have any chance."

The Emperor Wujie consciously had no light on his face, and was so angry that he shouted, "Every tree is a soldier."

A golden mark emerged from his eyebrow, exuding a golden dazzle that was as dazzling as the scorching sun. Wherever Jin Mang passed, everything on the ground became metal.

Rocks, plants, water, mud, etc. are all cast of gold and fly off the ground, condensing into twelve gold giants.

The breath emanating from each gold giant is not weaker than the monks in the realm.

Even without the suppression of the gate of fate, it would be difficult for Zhang Ruochen to overcome these twelve gold giants. What's more, the gate of fate also suppressed his strength by four or five times.

"This man's combat power is not under the blood bee king Shura who owns the blood emperor swarm. It is a terrible character. And is there a hidden, more terrible master of the undead blood?"

Zhang Ruochen exhibited a large movement in the exhibition space, appeared dozens of miles away, and rushed to the direction of the ancient people in Zhenyuan.

"It's so easy to escape."

"Stones turn into gold."

The Emperor Wujie was a little bit separated, 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 sealed Zhang Ruochen's way, but also forced him back.

Zhang Ruochen's soles stepped on top of the metal mountain, hurried upward, and soon reached the top of the mountain. Then, he leapt forward, fell more than a hundred miles away, and entered the area of ​​the ancient **** pattern.

Although the divine patterns are incomplete, the power is still no small matter.

It is these divine patterns, that is why these masters of the undead blood are blocked from the ancient town of Zhenli.

"Can't go!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

A series of six golden glittering figures fell from the sky, and on the ground in front of Zhang Ruochen, six thick dust smashed.

When the dust and smoke spread out, Zhang Ruochen saw six golden giants and sealed all his retreats in a certain distance and direction.

Behind him, Emperor Wu Jie and six other golden giants walked slowly.

"The maximum distance you can use to move space should not exceed a hundred miles, as long as you continue to escape into the ancient people of Zhenliu, no matter how you use space to move, there will be a gold warrior who will kill you in a blink of an eye. In front of you. In a blink of an eye, you cannot perform a second space shift. "

"While you are fighting that gold fighter, the attack that I and other gold fighters have made must have fallen on you."

"So, even if you are a person from time and space, you have nowhere to run today."

Behind the Emperor Wujie is a gate of destiny, with iron chains like steel dragons on his body, and a dazzling Jinmang exuding from his brows. Every step towards Zhang Ruochen sounds like a death knell.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "Who told you that I was going to escape? Retreating to the edge of the Divine Pattern, just not wanting your companions to disturb the battle between us. Exactly, I do n’t want to, in When I am going to kill you, someone is going to save you. "

Emperor Wu Jie's eyes narrowed, and then he smiled again: "Frighten me? Playing psychological warfare? Unfortunately, playing psychological warfare has no meaning at all when the gap between repairs is so obvious. Next, it's up to me To end this battle today. "

"Wow."

The palm of the Emperor Wu Jie pushed forward, and the chains around him suddenly flew out.

At the same time, a golden light beam flew out of his brows.

Where the light beam flew, the rocks and dirt on the ground immediately melted and turned into golden rivers.

Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, took out a finger sword with his right hand, controlled Shen Yuan's ancient sword to fly out, collided with that chain, and then along the chain, chopped it to the Emperor Wujie.

At the same time, the Qingtian Futu Tower flew out, hovering above his head, exuding supreme power and protecting him.

"Well."

Whether it was the iron cables struck by the Emperor Wujie, the golden beams flying from the eyebrows, or the attacks from the golden soldiers, all were blocked by the supreme power.

For a while and a half, they would have difficulty breaking through the defense formed by the Qingtian floating slaughter tower.

On the White Bone Mountain, those emperors and daughters who had long known that Zhang Ruochen possessed the supreme sacred weapon all looked puzzled.

"Zhang Ruochen defended with the Supreme Holy Grail, was he so afraid of death?"

"It turned out that Zhang Ruochen was so stupid. If he was the emperor, he would definitely use the Supreme Holy Grail to attack the Emperor Wu Jie, and only the Supreme Holy Grail could hurt him. Using the Supreme Holy Grail to defend ... well, this kind of Defence, even if it can persist for a period of time, will eventually be broken. After all, with his eight-step holy king, it is impossible to continue to urge a supreme holy weapon. "

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

Xia asked his heart, "It's too early to draw a conclusion. Didn't you see Zhang Ruochen urge a sword to attack Emperor Wujie?"

"Does Xia Zizi think that the Emperor Wu Jie cannot stop even a sword attacked by an eight-step sage king? Even if Zhang Ruochen has cultivated his sword soul, he will not encounter any opponents such as Emperor Wu Jie Chance of winning. "

Xia Wenxin was silent again, staring closely, the handle flying to the Emperor Wujie's sword.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword dragged a long sword horn, kept spinning, and numerous fierce sword cymbals flew around the sword's body, like a black sword rain, straight into the major points of the Emperor Wujie's body.

"Ignorance, this level of attack is of no use to me. But this sword seems to be of good grade, so I smile!"

The Emperor Wujie laughed, raised his right hand and pressed five fingers apart, and the powerful Holy Path force poured out, shattering all the swords and crickets and becoming invisible.

Just this one is enough to scare the masters of countless domains.

"Removal strategy."

Immediately afterwards, Emperor Wujie exhibited a mysterious technique, which actually captured Shen Yuan's ancient sword directly into his hands and suppressed it in the palm of his hand.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword trembled violently, but could not escape.

"It's actually a holy sword made from forged material. It's great, saying that it may not be able to be turned into a supreme holy weapon in the future." The emperor Wujie was surprised and happy.

Looking at the rejoicing expression of Emperor Wujie, the corner of Zhang Ruochen's mouth rose slightly, "You dare to charge even the sword passed from time to time, and you are too gratified!"

"What do you mean?"

The Emperor Wujie's instinctual awareness was not good. The next moment, he shivered, feeling only a strong sense of weakness spreading throughout his body.

"Well."

As he became weak, the Emperor Wujie could no longer control the twelve gold fighters.

They all burst into pieces of golden powder.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword broke free from the repression of Emperor Wu Jie, issued a "whistling" sound, and flew back to Zhang Ruochen's hands. Holding the sword, Zhang Ruochen exhibited space relocation and appeared next to Emperor Wujie.

"It's time power ... You used time power to cut off my Shouyuan ... Time power is attached to that sword ..."

Emperor Wujie was extremely angry, but knew that in his current state, it was absolutely impossible to be Zhang Ruochen's opponent, so he stuck a rune to his body and moved backwards quickly.

"Well, I know where the problem is so quickly. It seems that your combat experience is indeed quite rich. Great."

Zhang Ruochen slashed his sword. Before the emperor Wu Jie retreated, a sword cut his body and cut it into two pieces, and blood spattered.

However, with the abnormal vitality of the undead blood race, this sword obviously has not killed the Emperor Wujie.

Zhang Ruochen hurried forward, ready to make up another sword.

On Baigushan ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Xia Wenxin's handsome face appeared with a smile: "It turns out that this is Zhang Ruochen's killing trick, the Emperor Wujie still has a little ability, at least he tried to find out Zhang Ruochen's card."

Xia Wenxin's finger bounced, and the destroyer's cross shield flew out of his fingertips, turning into a huge cross that was hundreds of feet long, reflecting thousands of miles into blood red.

Divine patterns flowed above the cross-shield, and could be seen faintly, a **** was nailed to the top, and the blood of God was turned into a river, flowing between the sky and the earth.

"Boom."

The Destroyer Cross Shield was inserted into the ground next to Zhang Ruochen, and the earth and stones were flying.

At this moment, space is anchored.

The ancient sword of Shen Yuan raised by Zhang Ruochen was only an inch away, and the sword's tip could pierce the emperor's brows. However, he became still, as if petrified.

"People of time and space are settled in space, just as ridiculous as the Sacred Monk of Xumi. They were the masters of time and space, but they were exiled into the long river of time. Haha." Jiumu Tianwang laughed loudly.