Zhang Ruochen flew to the top of the golden dragon chariot, with a rainbow-like momentum on his body and surging fighting spirit. He made palm prints with his hands. The Divine Fire of Purification spurted out from his palms, condensed into a giant dragon and a giant elephant respectively, and attacked forward.
Bai Yu was beaten continuously and retreated. As soon as thirteen palms were connected, he was beaten until he vomited blood and his arms became bloody.
"Amazing."
Bai Yu unfolded a pair of black wings on his back, backed up, and wanted to fly back to the inside of the defensive formation.
"Where to go?"
Zhang Ruochen drove the golden dragon chariot and pursued him. He swung his right hand forward and shot out a divine fire dragon that was tens of feet long and rushed towards Bai Yu's back.
Inside the defensive formation, a Nine-nine Return Formation was moving rapidly. Then, a large amount of cold air rushed out from the center of the formation, turning into an ice divine blade and slashing at the divine fire dragon.
"Boom."
The two forces, one cold and one hot, collided fiercely, and the ice divine blade and the divine fire dragon dissipated at the same time.
Bai Yu entered the defensive formation and immediately took a healing holy pill. Then, he issued an order, "Activate the Purple Sun Morning Bell and be sure to kill him."
Below the wormhole, from the interior of a hundred-foot-tall rock palace, wisps of purple light emitted, like fog bridges, extending toward the horizon.
More than a hundred Rakshasa marquises simultaneously injected holy energy into the rock temple.
The palace shattered into stones, and an ancient purple and gold bell spun and flew up, flying hundreds of feet above the ground.
Soon, the purple glow covered a thousand miles in radius and released extremely dangerous power fluctuations.
The Ziyang Morning Bell is a sacred instrument of an ancient religion in the Ancestral Spirit Realm. The number of inscriptions inside exceeds 30,000, which is many times more than an ordinary sacred instrument of ten thousand patterns.
Combined with the power of more than a hundred Rakshasa Marquises, they could only barely activate the Ziyang Morning Bell.
Zhang Ruochen felt the power fluctuations emanating from the Ziyang Morning Bell, and felt a huge sense of crisis in his heart. It felt like a holy king was awakening.
"Break it open for me."
Zhang Ruochen mobilized his space power with all his strength, opened a huge crack, and bombarded the last layer of defense formation.
"Bang."
The light curtain formed by the defensive formation shattered, and then Zhang Ruochen rushed in with a golden dragon chariot and collided with a Nine-Nine Return Formation.
"Boom."
The Nine-Nine Return Formation was shattered, and the eighty-one Rakshasa Marquises were thrown away like scarecrows.
"What kind of chariot is this? How can it be so powerful that even the Nine-Nine Returns Formation can't stop it?"
"Everyone quickly retreat and hide behind the attack formation."
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Zhang Ruochen stood on the top of the Jinbu Long Chariot and fired out a piece of pure annihilating divine fire, rushing towards the Rakshasa Marquises.
"Chichi."
As long as flames are attached to them, the bodies of the Rakshasa Marquises will burn and turn into fireballs, with shrill screams coming from their mouths. After a while, they will be burned to ashes, and not even the bones will be left.
While attacking and killing, Zhang Ruochen was also collecting the remaining souls and blood.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen was not eager to fight, but rushed towards the direction of the wormhole. The wheels of the golden dragon chariot rotated rapidly, making bursts of wind and thunder.
"How can it be so easy to enter a wormhole?"
A third-class Marquis-level Rakshasa girl stood at the bottom of the wormhole, pointing her finger in the direction of the Golden Step Dragon Chariot. Immediately, the Rakshasa Marquis controlled the Ziyang Morning Bell and bombarded it.
Zhang Ruochen's expression remained unchanged, he spread out his hands, released the space field, wrapped the Jin Bulong Chariot, and shouted: "The Great Space Shift."
The space trembled violently, and then Zhang Ruochen and Jin Bulong disappeared from the place.
"Boom."
The Ziyang Morning Bell hit the ground, causing dense cracks in the ground for hundreds of miles, and then collapsed downwards. Some of the Rakshasa Marquises had no time to retreat, and were hit by the aftermath of the Ziyang Morning Bell, and they all suffered heavy injuries.
When the Jinbu Dragon Chariot appeared again, it was already near the wormhole.
Zhang Ruochen glanced back at the land where the Ziyang Morning Bell was hit, and a chill came out of his vest. Fortunately, he could control the power of space, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
This battle was a near miss.
"Wow."
The Jinbu dragon chariot rushed into the wormhole and left the Jinyu Mountains.
The Rakshasa Marquises looked at this scene and were all a little startled. With so many strong men gathered together, and with the assistance of dozens of formations, they could not stop a young human being?
The corners of Bai Yu's mouth twitched, and his eyes were full of cold light, and he said: "Immediately send a message to Her Royal Highness, a human space monk broke through our defense and went to the Giant Whale River Basin."
Dust and flames have been covering the sky around the wormhole. Therefore, the outside world cannot clearly see the battle just now. They can only see Zhang Ruochen driving the golden dragon chariot into the wormhole at the end.
It is extremely arrogant for one person to fight against a group of Rakshasa marquises.
The entire Guanghan Realm's monks were ecstatic and bursting with excitement, "The divine envoy is so invincible that he broke out of the siege and entered the wormhole."
"In front of the Lord God Envoy, the Rakshasa clan is really vulnerable. Hundreds of marquises can't stop him alone."
The monks in the Sword Prison Realm all fell into silence, too shocked to speak. They were secretly thinking, if they were from the Sword Prison Realm, could they break through the heavy defense of the Rakshasa army?
"Six to seven hundred Rakshasa marquises can't stop Zhang Ruochen. How many others are his opponents on the merit battlefield?"
"No wonder Zhang Ruochen defeated Qiu Yu with three moves at Wuding Mountain. Now that they are fighting again, I guess Qiu Yu still can't stop Zhang Ruochen with three moves."
"It's a pity that Zhang Ruochen has a deep grudge with the Queen, otherwise he would definitely participate in the Merit War on behalf of the Kunlun Realm. Alas!"
"The grudges between Zhang Ruochen and the Queen are beyond our comprehension. It is said that eight hundred years ago, their relationship was quite close. If not for the changes that happened later, they would have become the most enviable couple of gods and immortals in the Kunlun world."
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Yushan boundary.
Saint King Yuan Ye walked into the temple, bowed and saluted the clone of the Great Saint above, and said: "I would like to report to the emperor that the identity of the young human man has been found out. His name is Zhang Ruochen, and he was brought back to heaven by the Moon God himself.
boundary."
The Great Sage's clone's eyes showed a bright light and said: "The descendant of the Moon God?"
Holy King Yuan Ye shook his head and said: "Actually, Zhang Ruochen is not a native of the Guanghan Realm, but was born in the Kunlun Realm. What is even more incredible is that he actually practices the Way of Time and the Way of Space at the same time, and is known as the Successor of Time and Space."
A ferocious holy power burst out from the body of the Great Sage's clone. It was obvious that the Great Sage also had violent emotional fluctuations, saying: "I see, that's it...it turned out to be the power of time and space, so
The monster actually exists."
Holy King Yuan Ye continued: "There is another interesting thing. According to the information that my subordinates found from the Kunlun Realm, Zhang Ruochen actually has an extraordinary relationship with the god of the Kunlun Realm."
"What's the relationship?" the great sage asked.
"Zhang Ruochen was the fiancé of that god." Holy King Yuan Ye said.
The clone of the Great Sage was a little surprised. He was silent for a long time and then said: "It involves two gods. This matter is no longer something we can get involved in. We should report it to the Great Ancestor God Yu first and let him make the decision."
At the same time, the rest of the world also found out Zhang Ruochen's true identity, and they were all shocked.
"Haha, the Moon God is so ruthless that he even snatched other people's fiancés from the Guanghan Realm. However, descendants of time and space are so rare that I may not necessarily snatch them away if I meet them."
"Is this the Moon God's trump card? Once this descendant of time and space grows up, Guanghan Jieshuo may not be able to make a comeback, and his ranking on the "All Worlds Merit List" may rise sharply."
"It's incredible that a little saint has a relationship with two goddesses."
Zhang Ruochen's special identity gradually spread, alarming some gods and some special forces in the heavenly world, such as the Temple of Time and the Temple of Space.
More and more big shots began to pay close attention to Zhang Ruochen's every move through the battlefield mirror.
The world of ancestral spirits.
At the other end of the wormhole, there were also a large number of Rakshasa Marquis guarding the area, but they failed to stop Zhang Ruochen. Zhang Ruochen rushed out in a golden dragon chariot, leaving dead bodies everywhere.
After traveling tens of thousands of miles, they arrived at the bank of the Giant Whale River. After making sure that no Marquis Rakshasa was following, Zhang Ruochen stopped the golden dragon chariot.
The Giant Whale River is extremely wide and the water flow is gentle, like a lake, and the other side cannot be seen at all.
White bones were floating on the river, and the river water was also blood red, emitting a pungent stench. It was obvious that a very brutal killing had occurred in the Giant Whale River Basin, and I wonder if there were still any living creatures alive?
Zhang Ruochen walked down from the golden dragon chariot and looked at the blood river in front of him, his eyes a little blurry.
After many battles, the holy energy in Zhang Ruochen's body was almost exhausted. Although his body still stood upright, there was a look of exhaustion on his face.
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes, rested for a moment, and regained some strength. Then he took out the map and laid it flat on the ground.
"The Giant Whale River is 1.4 million miles long and is located in the hinterland of the Southern World. More than 10 billion humans live on both sides of the river, giving birth to a prosperous, great, and prosperous civilization."
"The Giant Whale River Basin is too vast. It may not be easy to find Lingxi."
Zhang Ruochen took out a communication light talisman, burned text on it, and asked Mu Lingxi's specific location.
Then, Zhang Ruochen injected a wisp of Mu Lingxi's holy aura into it, and with a wave of his hand, he knocked out the light talisman.
"First find a safe location to recover your physical strength and holy energy."
Zhang Ruochen put away the Jinbulong chariot, and then separated a holy soul clone, leaving the holy soul clone in place and waiting for Mu Lingxi to send back the news.
Then, Zhang Ruochen's true saint jumped into the bottom of the Giant Whale River, took out the monument shield, pressed his finger on the space-time crystal, and then entered the inner space of the space-time crystal.
After staying in the inner space of the space-time crystal for five consecutive days, Zhang Ruochen returned to his peak state again and refined more than 600 drops of Condensing Holy Dew.
The sky-reaching river in Zhang Ruochen's Qi Sea has become more and more real. When it flows rapidly, it can actually cause the laws of heaven and earth to resonate with it.
We are only one step away from the realm of true saint.
"It's time to start attacking the realm of true saints. As long as you become a true saint, you should be able to fight even if you encounter Wu Hao or a first-class marquis of the Rakshasa tribe."
Zhang Ruochen couldn't wait in his heart, so he took out a bottle of Ningzhen Holy Dew and swallowed it all into his mouth.
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(There is one more chapter, but it is unlikely to be updated before 12 o'clock. It should be relatively late. Everyone should go to bed early and read it again tomorrow morning!)