Chapter 1522 Zhang Ruochen knocked down the holy mountain
The holy mountain where the Demon Palace is located is one of the thirty-three holy mountains in the middle. It is seven thousand feet high, with steep cliffs, waterfalls and flowing water, and densely intertwined formations and inscriptions. It is definitely a strange and dangerous place.
Zhang Ruochen came to the foot of the mountain and looked up.
In the forest, cliffs, and between waterfalls, there are dark red evil spirits gushing out.
The Marquis of Rakshasa wearing holy armor and holding holy soldiers or battle flags lined up on the mountain road, guarding the dangerous passes and forming a battle formation, as if facing a powerful enemy.
In their eyes, Zhang Ruochen was a murderous man. While talking and laughing, hundreds of Rakshasa marquises were wiped out in ashes. Who can not be afraid?
In the holy mountain, there are more than two hundred iron towers with silver threads. Inside each tower, there are several Rakshasa women sitting cross-legged. From their sacred hearts, powerful spiritual power pours out, passing through the towers, blending with the heaven and earth.
Together, they are actually activating the Thousand Stars Formation.
"No wonder the divine envoys of the eight realms, using divine weapons, failed to break through the Thousand Stars Formation. It turns out that this Thousand Stars Formation is not only presided over by a formation saint master, but also thousands of spiritual saints are urging them.
Move. With such a large formation, even if someone who has surpassed the level of a three-step holy king comes, they will probably be able to look back and sigh." Zhang Ruochen said.
A Le, Han Qiu, Princess Bai Li, Mo Yin, Tun Xiangtu, and Mo Yuan lined up and stood behind Zhang Ruochen.
The demon ape held the Star War Hammer, with demonic energy rolling around his body, and said: "Master, tell me, how to fight?"
Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed, staring at the position halfway up the mountain. His eyes fell on Qiu Yu, and then a fierce murderous aura emanated from his body.
Qiu Yu stood halfway up the mountain, with her hands behind her back, standing proudly like an ancient pine tree, with a pair of cold eyes staring at Zhang Ruochen.
With his feet as the center, rare flowers, plants and trees grew on the ground, and the majestic breath of life spread in the holy mountain, showing that his attainments in the way of life had reached a very advanced level.
"I'll kill him." Han Qiu said.
"Not urgent."
Zhang Ruochen stared behind Qiu Yu and saw the figures of Qian Yu and Qian Shu. In addition, there were some third-class marquis, second-class marquis, first-class marquis, and holy kings.
It can be said that this holy mountain is the central camp of the Rakshasa army.
No matter how powerful Han Qiu's dark ways are, it would be impossible to kill Qiu Yu here.
Moreover, Zhang Ruochen could see that Qiu Yu seemed to have really received some incredible opportunity, and his cultivation level had greatly improved. Whether Han Qiu could defeat him was still unknown.
The corners of Qiu Yu's mouth turned up slightly and she said loudly: "Zhang Ruochen, you didn't expect that we would meet again, right?"
"I really didn't expect that a person like you could survive until today." Zhang Ruochen said.
Qiu Yu felt a chill in her heart, and the smile on her face became a little colder, saying: "Unfortunately, you are the one who is going to die today, not me."
"Really?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Qiu Yu nodded seriously and said, "You might as well take a look behind you."
"Boom."
The 900-foot-tall holy staff flew over and was inserted into the ground behind Zhang Ruochen. The power erupted from the holy staff completely froze the surrounding space.
At the same time, Young Master Lingquan and four powerful men at the level of the First-Step Saint King, together with a large number of Rakshasa Marquises, rushed over and gathered under the holy staff, blocking the retreat of Zhang Ruochen and others.
There is a holy mountain blocking the front, and a large number of powerful Rakshasa tribesmen surrounding the back. This is a place of death for any saint.
Qin Yutong's eyes showed determination and said: "Your Highness, we can self-destruct the Holy Source and help you kill the Holy Mountain."
"That's right, we have nearly two hundred saints in total who can die for Your Highness. As long as His Highness says a word, I, Guo Daren, will rush to the Holy Mountain and explode the Holy Source." Another saint said.
Zhang Ruochen calmed everyone down and said, "It's just a holy mountain. Since it's blocking my way, I'll knock it down."
"I come."
The demon ape roared loudly, and immediately, a crackling sound was heard inside the body. The body continued to rise, becoming bigger and bigger, turning into an ancient vicious ape with a height of three thousand feet.
Demonic clouds billowed around the ancient vicious ape's body, and it actually hit the holy mountain in front of him with its body.
If it were just an ordinary mountain, with the power of the ancient ferocious ape, it would naturally be able to knock it down easily. However, the holy mountain in front of us is intertwined with a large number of formation inscriptions, and there are even a large number of Rakshasa Marquis.
Holy power blessing.
Just as the ancient vicious ape crashed into it, it was hit by a piece of blood gushing out from the holy mountain. Its huge body flew backwards like a leaf, and a large amount of blood spat out from its mouth.
"Boom."
The ancient ferocious ape's body fell heavily to the ground, and then quickly shrank into its original appearance.
The Marquis Rakshasa in the Holy Mountain all made mocking noises, "You want to knock down the Holy Mountain, you are overestimating your capabilities."
However, their laughter soon stopped.
I saw Zhang Ruochen standing at the foot of the mountain, with his hands clasped together, powerful holy power pouring out of his body, and then, a golden figure emerged behind him.
The golden figure grew taller and taller, and in the end, it was as huge as the seven thousand-foot-tall holy mountain. It exuded a divine power and frightened all the Marquis Rakshasa present.
That is the "Fudo Myoyo Body".
Based on Zhang Ruochen's own cultivation alone, even if he displays the "Fudo Ming King Body", it is impossible to have such holy power. That's because at this moment, Zhang Ruochen has mobilized the power of the universe, and has part of the power of the world to bless him.
on him.
"This...is this really the aura that a saint can erupt from?"
"Impossible, how can a saint be so powerful?"
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Many Rakshasa marquises felt suffocated, as if an invisible force was holding their necks.
On the battlefield where the ninety-nine holy mountains were located, almost all the monks' eyes were attracted by the huge golden figure, and they actually had the desire to kneel down and worship in their hearts.
"Oh my God, this guy Zhang Ruochen is possessed by a true god!"
"Did you see that? That's my junior brother." Zhu Hongtao, the second disciple of Sword Master Xuanji, laughed loudly at the saint next to him, feeling very proud.
Zhang Ruochen strode forward, and with every step he took, the ground within a hundred feet would collapse. Finally, his body and the Fudo Ming King's body collided with the Holy Mountain.
In the Holy Mountain, even Qiu Yu, Qian Yu, Qian Shu... and other top experts all showed fear.
"This guy... actually has a trump card..."
The holy staff in Princess Rakshasa's hand suddenly hit the ground. Immediately, wisps of evil energy surged out of the holy staff and rushed in all directions of the Demon Palace.
The Demon Palace was originally in the shape of a skull. At this moment, a dazzling light appeared in the position of the eyes, as if it had turned into a day and a month.
This piece of heaven and earth is completely covered by demonic clouds, and is bleak. Only the days and months are suspended in the sky, exuding an unparalleled aura, as if a great sage has come to life, looking down at the thousands of ants under his feet.
"Boom."
The body of Fudo Mingwang collided with the holy mountain.
The demonic energy coming out of the demon palace became even denser. The Marquis of Rakshasa in the holy mountain could not bear the mighty power of the great sage and almost all of them knelt on the ground.
Only the figures of Zhang Ruochen and Princess Rakshasa were in the Fudo Ming King's body and the Demon Palace respectively, looking at each other, shining brightly, much like a God of War and a Demonic Queen fighting.
The Demon Palace did not collapse, but the Holy Mountain below the Demon Palace could not withstand the force. The formation inscriptions were breaking, making a "bang bang" sound. The cliffs collapsed, waterfalls flowed, and flowers and plants
The trees flew into ashes and were annihilated.
With an earth-shaking sound, the 7,000-foot-tall holy mountain fell backwards, and a large amount of mud and rocks fell downwards, affecting hundreds of miles around.
More than two hundred silver-wired iron towers supporting the Thousand Stars Formation all collapsed together with the Holy Mountain, and most of them were buried in the soil.
There are countless Rakshasa Marquises buried in the soil.
Whether it was on this battlefield or in the heavenly realm, countless monks were so shocked that their hearts beat wildly and their mouths were dumbfounded after seeing this scene.
"This is so outrageous, Zhang Ruochen is invincible!"
"God makes you fight against heaven and earth, and you will be invincible."
"It's so powerful that even Princess Rakshasa was suppressed."
The creatures in the Guanghan Realm are all roaring with excitement. All the previous worries in their hearts have disappeared. The strength of the Lord God Envoy is so powerful. Who can take away the merit book wall from his hands?
The creatures in the Kunlun Realm, the Eight Tribe Realms... and the other six realms of the Seven Realms of Shatuo are also very excited. In this battle of saints' merits, it is not the Rakshasa clan that completely suppresses them. The appearance of Zhang Ruochen will change everything.
"So powerful?" Fang Yi clenched his fists tightly, his mood even colder.
The Spirit Flame Demon Concubine, who was dripping with blood all over her body, had a look of joy on her charming face: "It's so amazing. If I had known, I should have compensated him well when he rescued me last time."
Qiu Yu crawled out from the thick soil and looked at Zhang Ruochen who was overlapped with the Fudo Ming King. He gritted his teeth tightly and felt quite resentful in his heart.
The great sages of the Moon God Mountain and the Guanghan Realm all looked at each other and looked at the Moon God sitting above.
They could see that Zhang Ruochen was definitely not using his own power, but borrowing external forces.
However, the saint's meritorious battle cannot borrow the power of others. This is against the rules. Even if Guanghan Realm wins in the end, it will be severely punished.
Moon God seemed very indifferent and said: "Don't worry, Zhang Ruochen is using his own power, but that power is a bit special."
Qiankun Realm is equivalent to a part of Zhang Ruochen's body, just like Fang Yi's Baiweixing. However, Qiankun Realm is many times more powerful than Baiweixing.
Therefore, after mobilizing the power of the universe, Zhang Ruochen is far more powerful than Fang Yi.