"Rumbling."

Nine majestic dragon shadows pulled the chariot, and two layers of dazzling holy power light waves on the chariot spread outward. As the chariot rolled forward, the power of the holy path erupted became stronger and stronger.

The ground under his feet swayed, and some of the Kings in the center of the purple array map were also unsteady.

The purple robe on King Yan's head was lifted up, revealing a handsome face with clear outlines, with green eyebrows, phosphorescent eyes, but a giggle sound from his mouth: "The chariot is very good, but unfortunately your realm is too low to show its true power. Eryao's full power level attack cannot do anything to me."

"Negative."

"Absolute."

"Disaster."

"fear."

Four strange words were spit out from King Zen's mouth.

King Zen's fingers clutched the bone holy staff, and the mental power in his body swept out like a storm.

The purple array diagram under his feet was like a piece of paper, rolled up and made a "rattle" sound, pressing towards the Golden Step Dragon Chariot. In an instant, the rapid burst of the dragon chariot was suppressed, and the body of the car was shaking violently.

"This person's mental power may have reached the fifty-sixth level."

Zhang Ruochen held the relics of the Buddha and stood in front of the chariot, his face becoming a little ugly.

Under normal circumstances, the combat power of the 56th-level mental cultivator is comparable to that of the three-step Saint King and the four-step Saint King. It is definitely a very terrifying figure. It can be solved by just a finger against Zhang Ruochen and others.

Zhang Ruochen really couldn't figure out who respected him so much that he actually asked such a powerful person to kill him.

However, King Yan obviously had to spend most of his mental power to control the purple array map, cover up the secrets of heaven, and create illusions in case someone else was calculated that they intercepted Zhang Ruochen and others here.

Therefore, his attack power is greatly reduced.

Wen Shusheng knew King Seng's strength quite well, and knew that this was a very powerful god of killing. He said pale: "With our strength, even if we join forces, we probably can't stop King Seng's finger. We should rush out of the Purple Evil Formation Diagram first and leave here before planning."

"Just because you little guys who have not yet reached the level of the Holy King, you also want to escape from me?" King Ze smiled gloomyly.

The purple array diagram was overwhelmingly pressing down, and each array pattern contained destructive power, which was suffocating.

Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw that his vision was completely covered with purple lightning, like a sky full of lightning, pressing down. Even the pride of heaven like Wen Shusheng, Ling Mi, and Su Qingling, who were indifferent to all, had a look of despair in his eyes.

"Break it for me." Zhang Ruochen mobilized the power of space and stroked his fingers into the sky. The space around his fingertips vibrated violently. Gradually, a crack was torn open and collided with the purple array map that was pressed down.

"Boom."

The next moment, the purple array diagram above the sky split into pieces, and the golden dragon chariot rushed out of the purple mist.

The array map on the ground is still there.

King Yan stood in the center of the formation map, and a strange look flashed in his eyes, "I actually escaped. I am worthy of being the successor of time and space, and I have some skills."

The Golden Step Dragon Chariot did not rush far away. A roar sounded from the ground. The rocky earth stood upwards and soon turned into two bamboo shoot-shaped peaks, blocking the dragon chariot.

"There are even masters?"

Everyone in the Golden Step Dragon Chariot's hearts were all sinking to the bottom of the valley.

On the tops of the two stone peaks, there was a woman in white standing, wearing a golden mask on her face, and the waves of the holy path burst out from them, and they were all in the realm of the Holy King.

Although he had not fought with them yet, Zhang Ruochen had already felt the danger. None of them was stronger than the Nine Nether Sword Saint, and they were even a little stronger.

These two people are naturally Tianshu and Tianmiao who are following Shang Zipeng.

The woman who can follow the young leader of the Temple of Merit is obviously not an ordinary person. At least she must have a talented physique comparable to Su Qingling and Ling Mi. Fighting across a realm is the basic condition.

Faxu walked out between the two stone peaks and let out a joking laugh: "King Ye, you have been practicing for so many years, but you can't even take a step-half Holy King. Even I feel embarrassed for you."

Faxu also wore a mask on his face.

"I underestimated the enemy. As the number one person in the "Saint Merit List", Zhang Ruochen is still capable, not the kind of cat and dog that can be slaughtered at will." King Ze said.

Faxu could hear that King Shin was also mocking him.

After all, he was only filmed in the seventh place on the "Saint Merit List".

Faxu was quite disdainful and said, "The "Saint Merit List" is ranked by merit value, not by strength. If the merit value is high, the strength may not be stronger. He focuses on cultivation and is too lazy to compete for this ranking. He rarely collects merit value on the battlefield, and there are many people who are there."

Zhang Ruochen could hear it. The man opposite seemed to be a strong man on the "Saint Merit List".

"You have to wear a mask when killing people. The three of them must be of extraordinary identity. Maybe they are worried that if the killing fails, they may be punished by the Heavenly Sword." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

"It's better, let me try Zhang Ruochen's strength before killing them." Wei Xu smiled.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I want to try my strength, but the price is very high."

"Is that so? I just want to give it a try."

The figure of Dexu became blurred.

When the sound of the words just now reached Zhang Ruochen's ears, a dark sword light had already reached Zhang Ruochen's neck, which was a bit scary.

"The Way of Flowing Light." Zhang Ruochen's heart trembled.

The Way of Flowing Light is one of the seventy-two Supreme Holy Ways. According to legend, it is said that if you can practice it to the extreme, the speed of a monk can reach the speed of light. It is not easy to suppress it in time and space. It is the strongest holy way of speed.

Few monks can understand the way of flowing light, but once they can understand it, at the same level, almost no opponent can catch his move.

The martial arts of the world are only fast and cannot be broken.

The way of flowing light is the fastest.

Zhang Ruochen has always been vigilant, so he used the space movement as soon as possible, moved horizontally, avoiding the blade of Dexu, and using his finger as a sword, he pointed out with one finger.

The reason why the Chenyuan Ancient Sword was not used is because, facing an enemy like Wei Xu, using the Chenyuan Ancient Sword would only slow down the speed of Zhang Ruochen's sword from his sword.

Even if the speed of the sword is only a little slower, he will probably die under the sword of Dexu.

"Swish."

After seven confrontations in a row.

Finally, Zhang Ruochen took the lead and pointed at the sword. With a bang, the sound of the knife shaking sounded, and Dexu was shocked and retreated.

The whole process lasted only half a breath. With the cultivation level of Su Qingling and others, they only saw a few shadows. Mu Lingxi obtained the inheritance of the Ice and Fire Phoenix, with amazing eyesight, but he could only barely see how they made a move. If she wanted her to resist, I am afraid... the speed of the move was still far away.

After watching this confrontation, they were all discouraged.

Speaking of which, they were the top geniuses in Guanghan Realm, and each of them was arrogant. However, they secretly calculated that if they really wanted to fight the man wearing a mask, the other party could kill them with just one knife.

"Zhang Ruochen is able to fight such a terrifying character for several moves and fight back. He is worthy of being the pride of Guanghan Realm. Such a character is hard to produce in Guanghan Realm for ten thousand years!"

"The man wearing a mask must be a very high-ranking figure on the "Saint Merit List". Who would it be?"

"There are no more than ten people who can have his speed in the "Saint Merit List", and they also use a knife, which is easy to guess!" Wen Shusheng's eyes lit up, and he had already guessed eight/nine ten.

Zhang Ruochen and Dexu stood in their original positions again, as if they had never moved from beginning to end.

Dexu moved his arm holding the knife and smiled and said, "I didn't disappoint me. I really have the ability to compete with me. However, I just had a tentative fight just now."

"I'm looking forward to your full strength. I wonder what level it can reach?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Since he practiced the Five Elements Chaos Body and the Destiny of God, Zhang Ruochen can easily sweep away all opponents in the same realm. Even Qiu Yu, who is known as the No. 1 in the same realm in the Kunlun Realm, cannot handle Zhang Ruochen's three moves.

But Dexu was the first person to be in the same realm and could make Zhang Ruochen look alert.

Although Princess Rakshasa is also very strong, her cultivation level was higher than that of Zhang Ruochen at that time, and she had no intention of killing Zhang Ruochen. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen did not feel much about fighting with her, but she just felt that her strength was bottomless.

The universe is too big, and the heavenly realm includes more than 8,000 worlds. Each of them is a son of luck, so naturally it will not be a weak person.

Fei Xu smiled and said, "I have seen every battle scene in the Ancestral Spirit World. I have also copied it and studied it repeatedly. It can be said that I know very clearly about your fighting style and trump card tricks. However, you know nothing about me."

Wei Xu is not an arrogant maniac, but he attaches great importance to Zhang Ruochen, and said: "When you were in the ancestral spirit world, your cultivation level was still at the highest holy realm. You should have only recently broken through to the half-step holy king. And I reached the half-step holy king realm three years ago. Therefore, the number of holy rules in your body is not as high as mine, and it is impossible for you to use intermediate holy art. This is my second advantage!"?

Zhang Ruochen's competitive spirit was unprecedentedly strong, and he smiled coldly, "So what if the advantage is great?"

"If you don't understand, being able to talk about advantages means that you already have the strength to compete with me. This is a very amazing thing!" Feixu said seriously.

In the distance, King Shin was a little impatient and said, "Why do you want to talk to a dead person so much?"

Wei Xu stared at King Yan with some contempt and said, "You don't understand either. This is respecting your opponent. After all, it is really ecstatic to meet an opponent with the same strength as you. By the way, Zhang Ruochen, how do you want to die?"
Chapter completed!