Chapter 1690: Fight against King Yan and Empress Lian
A piece of holy jade, by absorbing the holy energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, and swallowing a large amount of holy medicine, has reached the realm of a great saint, but it has no fighting power, which is really unbelievable.
"In the Taoist Garden, there are always some relics left over from ancient times that look like tortoise shell fragments. Could it be that the Emperor's Holy Jade can't be used to gain insights into the cultivation techniques?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
The wonderful little Taoist was a little complacent and said: "Do you think that every living being born with such a long life is as smart as Pindao? In fact, most of them are very stupid."
"Boom."
In the center of the eight sacred bones, the white jade rabbit rushes in all directions, trying to break out and escape.
Its speed was terrifyingly fast, and with Zhang Ruochen's eyesight, he could only see an afterimage.
The white jade rabbit collides with the formation formed by eight divine bones. The eight divine bones will tremble violently, and King Yan and Queen Lian will even move backwards.
However, the White Jade Rabbit seemed to have no other tricks besides collision, and could not break out of the formation at all. Instead, the eight sacred bones were still slowly shrinking, leaving the White Jade Rabbit's range of movement becoming increasingly narrow.
King Yan and Queen Lian both looked happy.
As long as they suppress this piece of Emperor's Holy Jade, they have many ways to completely subdue it. At that time, they only need to teach it the skills and holy techniques, which will be equivalent to becoming its master, and it will be equivalent to having an extra great sage.
Level thug.
Of course, even if it cannot be conquered, the Emperor's Sacred Jade is a peerless material for refining the Supreme Sacred Artifact, and is extremely precious.
The wonderful little Taoist said: "Zhang Ruochen, we must seize this Emperor's Holy Jade, we cannot give them an advantage."
The Emperor's Sacred Jade is something that all the great sages are eager for. How could Zhang Ruochen not be tempted?
However, the cultivation of King Yan and Queen Lian is unfathomable. Even if it is a sneak attack, it is extremely difficult to seriously injure them. Moreover, even if the sneak attack is successful, it is not easy to suppress the White Jade Rabbit.
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Its speed is so fast that once it escapes the suppression of the eight divine bones, no one present can catch up with it.
Zhang Ruochen was thinking about the best way to do it, but the little Taoist Zhenmiao rushed out of the remaining wall first and shouted at King Yan and Queen Lian: "Let go of that rabbit."
Zhang Ruochen was stunned for a moment, then cursed in his heart.
Originally, he was planning to use the power of space to attack King Yan and Queen Lian first. As long as he could severely injure one of them, it would be much easier to deal with the other one.
How did you expect that the wonderful little Taoist would be so stupid?
The wonderful little Taoist made a "I am everything" gesture to Zhang Ruochen and sent out a sound wave, "Don't worry, I have seen through their cultivation. They are all at the peak of the Six-Step Saint King or the early stage of the Seven-Step Saint King.
There is nothing to be afraid of. Just go and seize the control of the eight sacred bones. Pindao has dealt with them two, and he has his own way to conquer the Emperor's Holy Jade. All you have to do is follow Pindao's instructions."
The wonderful little Taoist was full of confidence and calm as if he had taken control of the situation. He strode towards King Yan and Queen Lian.
King Yan's eyes were like two fireballs. He recognized the true identity of the little Taoist Zhenmiao, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "A hundred thousand year old holy medicine is very rare. If you swallow it and
Refining, with my cultivation, I should be able to break through the bottleneck and reach the realm of the Seven-Step Saint King in an instant. It is not impossible to reach the realm of the Eight-Step Saint King in a short period of time."
"You take control of the Yin-Yang Life and Death Formation first, and I will suppress it."
Empress Lian's beautiful eyes scanned the entire ruins and warned: "Be careful. Yu Wenjing had shouted for help earlier. A mere hundred thousand year old holy medicine could not force Yu Wenjing to escape.
It is said that there may not necessarily be other powerful people hiding there.”
King Yan nodded solemnly, and then with his three-meter-tall muscular body, he rushed towards the Zhenmiao Taoist, preparing for a quick fight.
The wonderful little Taoist grinded his teeth and said angrily: "How dare you look down on this poor Taoist? You are doomed! No one in heaven or on earth can save you..."
The wonderful little Taoist's voice stopped suddenly, and then a look of horror appeared on his face.
Because King Yan swooped over, nine extremely domineering flames burst out of his body, transforming this place into a realm of fire. King Yan who came from the flames was like a peerless demon god, with a terrifyingly powerful aura.
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The cultivation level of the little Taoist Zhenmiao is clearly higher than that of the other person, but he still feels like he is being suppressed.
"Boom."
At the moment when the little Taoist Zhenmiao lost his mind, the big hand seal made by King Yan fell from the sky and hit the top of his head.
"Moving the Mountain Seal."
The little Taoist Zhenmiao quickly used an intermediate holy level palm technique, slapped his hands upward, and suddenly collided with the handprints made by King Yan.
"Boom."
Below the flame handprint, some cracks opened in the ground, and a large amount of dust flew outward.
King Yan was slightly surprised: "It's quite interesting that he is proficient in an exquisite mid-level holy art and blocked my palm."
The wonderful little Taoist used all his strength to push up with his arms, unable to move, as if he was holding up a collapsed sky. He was speechless. This man has not yet reached the level of a seven-step holy king, and his fighting power is too abnormal!
"Practice for me."
From the palm of King Yan's hand, nine kinds of flames spurted out, including the Chenyan-level pure fire of destruction.
Even Zhang Ruochen is quite afraid of this level of pure annihilating divine fire. This is because the pure annihilating divine fire he cultivated is still at the civilian flame level.
"As expected of the leader of this generation in the Yin and Yang Realm, his combat power is indeed quite strong. The cultivation level of Zhenmiao Taoist has reached the level of the Seven Steps Saint King, but he was suppressed by him with just one move." Zhang Ruochen secretly shook his head.
Of course, the little Taoist Zhenmiao's physique and cultivation techniques are very special. He is not mediocre. In fact, his strength is not inferior to King Yan. The reason why he was suppressed by King Yan with one move was mainly because of his lack of combat experience.
King Yan, on the other hand, stepped on the corpses of countless powerful men to get to where he is today.
The wonderful little Taoist likened the Emperor's Holy Jade to a tiger without teeth, claws, and fighting spirit. Even though it has teeth, claws, and fighting spirit, it has never hunted prey and met a truly strong person.
He can only be beaten passively.
"Hurry and save Pindao... Pindao is about to be made into a concoction..." the wonderful little Taoist shouted.
Zhang Ruochen took out the Blue Sky Bow and the White Sun Arrow and aimed them at King Yan.
King Yan noticed the murderous intention and stared at the remaining wall in the distance.
"Bang."
From behind the remaining wall, a white light flew out and made a series of sonic booms, heading straight towards King Yan's eyebrows.
King Yan stretched out an arm as thick as a bucket, spread out his five fingers, and a ball of white flame burst out from his palm, blocking the day arrow. With a flick of his arm, the day arrow flew out diagonally, and fell into the ruins with a bang.
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"What an amazing King Yan. He caught the arrow of the day with ease. It seems that the gap between him and me is quite big." Zhang Ruochen sighed secretly.
"This arrow of yours is not even qualified to tickle me. If you don't take the initiative to show up, do you want me to personally invite you to show up?"
Just after saying these words, suddenly, King Yan felt an extremely weak feeling in his body. The holy energy was not flowing smoothly, his strength could not be exerted, and even his legs were a little weak.
That day arrow was engraved with three time stamps and was originally refined by Zhang Ruochen to shoot the Thousand Stars Goddess.
Although the arrow just now was easily blocked by King Yan, one of the three time stamps on the arrow landed on King Yan, depriving him of nearly a hundred years of life.
The little Taoist Zhenmiao felt that the pressure above his head was getting smaller, and he immediately shouted: "Heaven-shaking Seal."
A large number of palm rules and palm techniques were integrated into one, hitting King Yan's palm, causing King Yan to fly backwards. Holy blood flowed out of King Yan's arm.
"Uh-huh."
A wisteria flew out from Empress Lian's wrist and wrapped around King Yan's waist, pulling him back to her side and asking: "What's going on?"
"The holy soul is exhausted, the spirit is dispirited, and the holy blood is withered."
King Yan had experienced many battles and was very shrewd. He guessed what went wrong and said: "There is something weird about that arrow. Don't let it get close."
Behind the remaining wall, Zhang Ruochen had already pulled back the Qingtian Bow and pointed it at Lian Hou.
"Boom."
The sound of bowstrings sounded.
The daytime arrow turned into a stream of light and rushed in front of King Yan and Queen Lian in an instant.
Lian Hou didn't care about controlling the eight divine bones, grabbed King Yan's arm, and immediately burst out with body skills, avoiding the daylight arrow first.
"Boom."
The trapped white jade rabbit took this opportunity to hit a sacred bone, tearing a hole in the formation.
"No, stop it." King Yan said.
Immediately after pity, he flew over.
Unfortunately, she was still a step too slow, and a white light rushed out of the formation, whipping up a strong wind and flashing past her.
The white jade rabbit escaped!
Zhang Ruochen yelled: "Don't take action yet."
"Don't worry, just block those two masters for a moment. Pindao has many tricks and can easily conquer the Emperor's Holy Jade."
The wonderful little Taoist pressed his palm on the ground, and suddenly, dense purple light threads surged out, and he said in his mouth: "Raise the heaven and earth net."
It is also an exquisite mid-level holy art, with tens of thousands of rules integrated into it.
The wonderful little Taoist raised his hands, and immediately, a large purple net flew up from the ground, trapping the white jade rabbit that wanted to escape.
"Haha, have you seen it? This is the real strength of the poor Taoist." The wonderful little Taoist glanced at Zhang Ruochen.
"If you dare to steal the treasure that this king likes, you are seeking death."
After King Yan circulated the technique for a week, he recovered. His body turned into a blaze of fire, made a fist seal, and attacked the little Taoist Zhenmiao.
In this punch, King Yan mobilized the rules of truth to blend into it, and it was several times more powerful than the previous one.
Before the fist mark landed on Zhenmiao Little Taoist, Zhenmiao Little Taoist screamed and flew out due to the force of the fist. There were actually some cracks on the small body.
King Yan could easily defeat Zhenmiao Taoist without using the Rule of Truth. After using it, the gap between them became even greater.
The wonderful little Taoist's eyes were closed tightly, the purple light on his body was dim, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.