After killing the Sage General Yan Xu and the seven elders of Zhuguang Pavilion, Zhang Ruochen has proved his strength and is enough to challenge the ninth-level half-saint.

However, no one would believe that he could defeat Ouyang Huan.

The same ninth-level half-saint is also divided into early stage, mid-level, late stage, and peak stage. The Yan Xu Saint will only just break through to the early stage of ninth-level half-saint.

What's more, when Ouyang Huan was at the sixth level half-saint, he already had the ability to kill the ninth level half-saint.

Now, his cultivation has reached the ninth-level half-saint.

I'm afraid even if it is the peak of the ninth-level semi-saint, Ouyang Huan can push him to death.

In the distance, the Saint General of Guigu felt that Zhang Ruochen was a little idiot and smiled sinisterly: "It's so arrogant. A mere low-level semi-saint actually claimed to destroy the legs of a Zhenzi. Is there anything more funny than this?"

Zhang Ruochen deliberately restrained his breath, and at least he had to be a person of Ling Feiyu to see through his true cultivation.

Therefore, the Guigu Saint General was just guessing that Zhang Ruochen was still a low-level semi-saint.

After all, Zhang Ruochen had only broken through to the semi-saint realm a few months ago. No matter how great the adventure is, he would never be able to enter the threshold of a mid-level semi-saint.

"Zhang Ruochen should be bluffing, trying to shock the monks of the Demon Cult, and then take the opportunity to escape."

Kong Hongbi felt that she had seen through Zhang Ruochen, and then he stared at Shi Meiren again, feeling more and more that she was extraordinary and should not be an ordinary woman.

When necessary, Kong Hongbi was ready to take action and snatch the Shi Meiren.

Some monks of the Demon Cultivation stood on the edge of the street, some stood on the roof, and some were hidden in the dark and did not appear.

At this moment, they all laughed dullly, as if they were laughing at Zhang Ruochen, feeling that Zhang Ruochen was overestimating his abilities.

"Bang."

Zhang Ruochen snorted coldly, took a step forward, stepped on the ground, and suddenly, the earth collapsed downwards, cracking like a spider web, making a "pa" sound.

At the same time, the golden Buddhist scriptures, scriptures, and Sanskrit flew out from Zhang Ruochen's chest and turned into a sea of ​​words.

There was a misty Buddhist sound in the world, just like thousands of monks chanting scriptures.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen unbuttoned the third layer of the relics, and in a flash, a huge stream of Buddha's aura surged out and entered his body.

Unlocking the third layer of the relics, within one hour, Zhang Ruochen can have combat power comparable to that of a creature in the holy realm.

"Crash."

The golden Buddhist scriptures in the sky gathered towards Zhang Ruochen and condensed into a golden Buddha more than a hundred feet tall.

The Buddha's virtual image is golden, sacred and solemn, and the ripples of Buddha energy, like water patterns, rushed towards the four directions, forming a sharp contrast with the blood-colored ghost energy in the direction of Zhuguang Pavilion.

"How is it possible? The aura on Zhang Ruochen's body became stronger and stronger, and he was about to catch up with the creatures in the holy realm. Moreover, it is still increasing."

"Is there a holy Buddha living in Zhang Ruochen's body?"

"No wonder Zhang Ruochen dared to fight against the entire Demon Cult. It turned out that he had a trump card."?...

The monks of the Demon Sect immediately used their body techniques and fled to the distance.

Only Ouyang Huan rushed forward alone, took out a white spear, and shot it out with both hands.

Ouyang Huan could see that there was a Buddhist treasure on Zhang Ruochen, which could forcibly improve his cultivation to the holy realm.

Now is not Zhang Ruochen's strongest state, but also the best time for Ouyang Huan to take action.

Once Zhang Ruochen reaches his peak state, I am afraid no one present can suppress him.

The spear's tip released a flame, condensed into a red cloud of fire, dragging out a tail several meters long.

On the ground, all the stone slabs melted and turned into liquid magma.

"Bang."

The white spear penetrated layers of Buddha's light, and with a destructive power, it pierced Zhang Ruochen's heart.

However, when the white spear collided with Zhang Ruochen's body, it was a sound of metal hitting, like a giant hammer hitting the bronze bell.

Zhang Ruochen retreated back and retreated dozens of feet away before he stabilized his pace again.

A groove half a meter deep and dozens of feet long was left on the ground, extending to Zhang Ruochen's feet.

Zhang Ruochen was not injured, and there was only a white scratch on his heart.

His body turned completely golden, just like it was made of gold, with thousands of Buddhist scriptures floating on the surface of his skin.

"Immortal Golden Body?" Ouyang Huan shook secretly.

The attack just now, even if it hits the lower realm saint, could probably penetrate the other party's holy body. However, Zhang Ruochen was not injured, how could it not surprise people?

Under Ouyang Huan's feet, he stepped on the black lotus and his body was extremely fast. He grabbed the white spear and attacked Zhang Ruochen again.

"Chichi."

The flames gushed out of the white spear formed a ferocious flaming beast claw, following the trend of the spear and hit Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

Zhang Ruochen stretched out a palm, looked forward, and grabbed the white spear directly.

The other hand suddenly slashed out and broke the white spear.

The golden palms were castrate unabated, like a five-fingered mountain, hitting Ouyang Huan in the chest, causing Ouyang Huan to vomit blood and lie on the ground.

"Boom."? The ground collapsed downwards, forming a large broken pit.

In the pit, Ouyang Huan's chest was sunken inward, his ribs were broken, and his internal organs were also seriously traumatized.

From this we can see how terrifying the power of Zhang Ruochen's attack just now was.

"I've seen a ghost."

Without any hesitation, Kong Hongbi and Guigu Saint General turned around and ran away, escaping as fast as possible.

Now Zhang Ruochen's combat power is too scary. He actually knocked Ouyang Huan down with just one blow.

Who can fight him?

In the black market, monks from all major forces were so shocked that they could not speak.

The head of Zhuguang Pavilion walked out of the darkness and said coldly: "Zhang Ruochen, if you dare to hurt Lord God, no one in the entire Kunlun Realm can save you."

Previously, the Lord of Zhuguang Pavilion was seriously injured by the Blood Moon Ghost King. He took a dead wood pill and his injuries had recovered 50%.

He had a momentum that only a saint could have, just like the incarnation of heaven and earth, looking down at all living beings.

In the eyes of ordinary monks, saints represent omnipotence, and there is no difference between "heaven" and "earth".

Zhang Ruochen silently responded, but just shook his head slightly, not taking the threat of the Lord of Zhuguang Pavilion at all.

He was not even afraid of the Queen and the court, but was he afraid of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect?

The Lord of Zhuguang Pavilion said again: "You have used the secret technique to gain combat power comparable to a saint in a short period of time. However, you are not a saint after all, and you cannot understand the mystery of the holy realm. The strength you can exert is very limited. When you meet a real saint, you will have to die."

"Are you talking about yourself?" Zhang Ruochen said.

The head of Zhuguang Pavilion giggled: "Although I am injured, it is not difficult to take you down."

"Since that's the case, there's so much nonsense?"

Zhang Ruochen swung his sword and slashed it, and a black sword energy connected the earth and the sky, flew towards the Lord of Zhuguang Pavilion.

It was not until Zhang Ruochen set out his sword that the Lord of Zhuguang Pavilion realized that he underestimated Zhang Ruochen.

This son's combat power is much stronger than he imagined.

The Lord of Zhuguang Pavilion did not dare to take this blow head-on, and used his body technique and moved it horizontally.

"Rumbling."

A gap broke out in the center of the street.

The cracks in the ground continued to widen, spreading to the distance, extending hundreds of miles away.

If you stand in the air and look down, you will see that Zhang Ruochen's sword just now divided the entire black market into two halves.

In the middle, there is a bottomless gully.

The Lord of Zhuguang Pavilion stood in the air and took out a holy weapon in the shape of a pagoda.

This tower is called Qian Lock Tower, which is quite close to the warriors of the Thousand-Secret Holy Artifact. There are 893 inscriptions burned in the tower.

The palm-sized tower slowly rose up, rotating and expanding, and soon became dozens of feet high, emitting a towering aura, like a black mountain flying in the air.

When the Thousand Lock Tower was spinning, there was a "whimpering" sound of wind and thunder.

All the monks below, except Zhang Ruochen and Shi Meiren, have escaped.

The destructive power of the saint-level confrontation is quite amazing. Even if an ordinary monk stands a hundred miles away, he may be killed by the aftermath of the battle.

"kill."

The Lord of Zhuguang Pavilion controlled the Thousand Lock Tower and suppressed Zhang Ruochen and Shi Meiren.

This is a saint's attack, which is enough to smash the earth and destroy a city. The city-mopping formation of an ordinary city cannot be blocked.

Zhang Ruochen held the sword in both hands and slowly raised his arms.

Buddhist scriptures flew out one by one, blending with the ancient sword of Chenyuan. The sword spirit woke up and the inscriptions in the sword appeared.

A surging force burst out and became stronger and stronger.
To be continued...