The first thousand two hundred and seven chapters unparalleled female devil
The painting sage, Chu Siyuan, is absolutely famous in the Kunming world and can be called a peerless master.
At this moment, both Chu Siyuan and the leader's wife were condensing their holy power, releasing an increasingly powerful aura from all over their bodies.
A piece of azure auspicious cloud appeared above Chu Siyuan's head, and thousands of words appeared, as if reflected on the azure auspicious cloud.
The leader's wife stood on the ground, with her body as the center, a vortex of blood condensed, connecting from the ground to the sky.
Both of them were great figures who became famous hundreds of years ago. Their current cultivation levels are both unpredictable. Once they fight, the sky will collapse and the earth will collapse, enough to destroy an entire region.
Perhaps feeling the danger, all the saints of the Blood God Sect were retreating.
Although the monks in Moyou Valley were protected by the leader's wife, they were still suppressed by the powerful aura and fell to the ground, unable to stand up at all.
"What should be persuaded has already been advised. Since you insist on seeking death, I can only help you." The voice of the leader's wife came out from the blood.
Standing on the periphery, Zhang Ruochen couldn't see clearly the figures of the leader's wife and Chu Siyuan. He could only see the azure auspicious clouds and the blood-red vortex moving quickly, causing an earth-shattering collision.
The two terrifying forces caused the space to tremble, the heaven and earth to reverse, and the whole world seemed to collapse.
"Wow——"
A white text flew out from the chaotic energy and landed next to a lower realm saint.
With a rumble, a crater with a diameter of several hundred meters appeared on the ground.
Half of the holy body of the lower realm saint was shattered and covered in blood. Fortunately, his head and heart were not damaged and he saved his life.
"We have retreated three hundred miles away, but we are still being impacted by the aftermath of the battle. The cultivation of Chu Siyuan and the leader's wife is too terrifying, so everyone continues to retreat."
"A word flew out and almost killed a saint. It's too scary."
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Even with the state of mind of a saint, it was difficult to remain calm at this moment and he was scrambling to escape far away.
Zhang Ruochen did not retreat, but still stood where he was, using his heavenly eye to look at the battle between Chu Siyuan and the leader's wife.
This battle is very crucial and nothing can go wrong.
If Chu Siyuan is defeated, then the Blood God Sect will lose everything.
Therefore, Zhang Ruochen stayed, took out two holy-level blood-suppressing charms, and held them tightly in his hands, hoping to help Chu Siyuan at the critical moment.
Except for Zhang Ruochen, Uncle Yue did not retreat. He stood next to a crack in the earth and looked at the sky.
Uncle Yue's cultivation is also extremely powerful, but there is some gap between him and Chu Siyuan and the leader's wife. Therefore, even he can only stand aside and watch, waiting for the right opportunity.
Uncle Yue glanced behind him, stared at Zhang Ruochen, showed a surprised look, and then said: "Get out of this area quickly. With your cultivation level, any fallout will make you disappear."
Zhang Ruochen not only did not retreat, but rushed towards the center of the battlefield.
Because the battle between Chu Siyuan and the leader's wife had already divided the strong and weak. The green auspicious clouds condensed by Chu Siyuan were swallowed up by the blood-red whirlpool and became thinner and thinner.
Chu Siyuan is going to lose!
Uncle Yue also noticed this and ignored Zhang Ruochen, showing a worried look.
"Kowloon goes to sea."
The voice of the leader’s wife spread thousands of miles around.
The Jingzhe dragon-patterned cauldron flew out from her palm, and nine three-kilometer-long giant dragon shadows rushed out of the cauldron, making a deafening dragon roar, piercing the azure auspicious clouds, and hitting Chu Siyuan's body.
"Picture of Seven Lives and Seven Deaths."
Chu Siyuan unfolded the "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths". On the scroll, densely packed human figures appeared, colliding with the Jingzhe Dragon Pattern Cauldron.
"Pfft."
Chu Siyuan spit out blood from his mouth and flew back quickly, until he was a hundred miles away.
His face became extremely pale, the aura on his body decreased by more than half, and his energetic eyes also became a little dim.
The Picture of Seven Lives and Seven Deaths is the most treasured treasure of the Painting Sect. It is ranked higher than the Dragon Pattern Cauldron in the "Ranking of Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifacts".
Chu Siyuan knew very well that the reason why he was at a disadvantage in this duel had nothing to do with the weapons he used. It was entirely due to his inferior cultivation.
"Qiu Yichi's cultivation is really terrifyingly powerful." Chu Siyuan said secretly.
The leader's wife held up the Cauldron with the Dragon Pattern of the Waking of Insects and stepped on a long bridge of blood. She walked towards him and said: "Chu Siyuan, you have slacked off in these years and have become a laggard."
Chu Siyuan was not convinced and snorted coldly: "I have not slacked off at all in my cultivation. You must have had other opportunities to achieve your current achievements. Is that opportunity related to the undead vampire clan?"
"Successful kings and defeated bandits, is there any point in talking about that now?"
The leader's wife raised her hands, and the Dragon's Roar rang out from the Jingzhe Dragon Pattern Cauldron. It flew up again, became bigger and bigger, and suppressed Chu Siyuan again.
Chu Siyuan is the biggest stumbling block. As long as he is eliminated, no one can stop her from controlling the Blood God Sect.
"Seven lives, seven deaths, seven worlds."
Waves of awe-inspiring righteousness surged out of Chu Siyuan's body. Each stream was as strong as a river, and all of them converged into the "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths".
The phantoms of seven consecutive worlds appeared, flying forward like a seven-story pagoda.
The Dragon Pattern Cauldron of Jingzhe and the "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths" collided together. Tens of thousands of inscriptions shuttled through the air. The sky was completely shrouded in chaotic airflow. Even if a hundred-patterned sacred weapon was thrown into it, it would all be destroyed.
It was shattered in an instant.
Uncle Yue stood under Chu Siyuan and the leader's wife, took out an official seal carved from sapphire, and stamped it towards the leader's wife.
The First Central Empire only had nine state pastoral official seals, all of which were cast by the Ministry of Divine Works. Although it could not be compared with the Jie Zi Seal, it was still an extremely holy treasure, and its power was not weaker than the Ten Thousand Marks Sacred Artifact.
Uncle Yue, known as the most powerful man in the Tiantai Prefecture court, naturally has extraordinary strength.
"Kill."
Uncle Yue roared loudly, and the seal of the state pastor turned into a giant seal dozens of miles long, appeared in the sky, and gradually approached the leader's wife.
While the leader's wife was fighting against Chu Siyuan, at the same time, she snorted softly and pressed forward with a white palm, turning into a big hand seal and hitting the seal of the state shepherd official.
"Bang."
The official seal of the state pastor fell to the ground, injuring Uncle Yue.
Uncle Yue clearly realized the gap between him and the leader's wife. If the master hadn't restrained the leader's wife, the leader's wife would have killed him with that blow just now.
Chu Siyuan resisted with great difficulty. He held up the "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths" with both hands. There were blood drops coming out of every pore, and his body seemed to burst.
All the saints of the Blood God Sect were very worried, feeling that Chu Siyuan could not hold on for long and would probably die at the hands of the leader's wife.
Once Chu Siyuan falls, who can stop the leader's wife?
Next, if they don't surrender to the leader's wife, they will all die.
"Even Uncle Yue and Hua Sheng were defeated miserably. How many people in the world can compete with her today?"
"The leader's wife has become a peerless female devil. In the Kunlun world, how many female human monks are there who are her opponents?"
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At this moment, everyone noticed that a young figure was quickly rushing towards Chu Siyuan and the leader's wife.
"That's... Gu Linfeng, how dare he get involved in the battle between the painting saint and the leader's wife, and risk his life?"
All the monks were in an uproar. They couldn't figure out what Gu Linfeng was going to do.
The leader's wife glanced at Zhang Ruochen, as if a god was looking down at an ant, looking very indifferent, she exhaled a breath and blew it over.
The air flow she exhaled turned into a destructive wind.
Wind blades tens of meters long shuttled through the airflow, making a "swishing" sound.
In her opinion, one breath was enough to kill Gu Linfeng.
Zhang Ruochen's reaction speed was astonishingly fast. It was like a bolt of lightning. He dodged left and right, dodging all the wind blades. The distance between him and the leader's wife was no longer less than a hundred feet.
"Still a bit capable."
The leader's wife had to admit that she underestimated Gu Linfeng's strength, so she launched a second attack.
Nine shiny black hair flew out from the top of her head, becoming longer and longer, and swung it towards Zhang Ruochen, much like nine sharp swords.
The nine strands of hair contain the majestic rules of the holy way, which Zhang Ruochen cannot resist.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were firm as he shuttled between the nine strands of hair, and at the same time, he punched out two holy-level blood-suppressing talismans.
"Stab it."
A strand of hair hit one of the holy-level blood-suppressing talismans, cutting the talisman in half and destroying it.
Zhang Ruochen's heart skipped a beat and he stared closely at the other blood-suppressing talisman. If the second blood-suppressing talisman was also cut into pieces, he would really be crying without tears.
Fortunately, the leader's wife didn't know the power of the blood-suppressing charm and didn't take much precautions.
The second blood-suppressing talisman flew to the side of the leader's wife smoothly.
"Bang."
The blood-suppressing talisman exploded and turned into white chain seals, covering the body of the leader's wife, suppressing the blood in her body.
"not good."
The face of the leader's wife changed, and she mobilized all the holy energy and blood energy in her whole body to attack outward with all her strength, trying to shatter the chains on her body.
"Bang bang."
The leader's wife's cultivation was so powerful that she even broke the chains on her body one by one with all her strength.
"So powerful?"
Zhang Ruochen's face became a little ugly.
Zhang Ruochen could feel the anger on the leader's wife. Once the leader's wife was freed from the suppression of the blood-suppressing talisman, he would be the first person to be killed.
For Zhang Ruochen to be able to get involved in such a battle and play some role is already quite a feat.
Can he still be expected to kill the leader's wife?
Zhang Ruochen looked at Chu Siyuan and Uncle Yue. Now, he could only place his hope on them.
Naturally, Chu Siyuan and Yue Shuzi would not let go of this excellent opportunity and began to fight back. They took control of the "Seven Lives and Seven Deaths" and the official seal of the state pastor, and at the same time suppressed the leader's wife.
"Boom."
Under the attack of two extreme weapons, the leader's wife was blasted into the ground.
The land was completely shattered, and even the Moyou Valley was razed to the ground. As for the semi-saints and saints in the Moyou Valley, naturally they were all killed and turned into ashes.
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(Finally finished studying, returned home, and started updating from today.
There will be another chapter later. I hope everyone will continue to support Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu will work hard to update it next.)