That night, the entire Blood God Sect could not be calm. It could be described as earth-shaking. From time to time, the terrifying aura of the saint surged out and spread throughout the world, frightening all the young disciples in the sect to kneel on the ground.
"Oh my god, there are two more saints chasing and fighting. What terrible changes happened tonight? Has the great turmoil already arrived?"
A young prodigy of the Tianji realm looked up at the sky and saw a white cloud and a lightning bolt as thick as a bucket, flying across the sky one after another, causing the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth to crackle and explode, reaching to the horizon.
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Quite an astonishing scene.
The monks on the ground could see the two saints standing in the clouds and lightning respectively, and a shocking battle broke out. It was the creatures in the holy realm fighting each other, and the aftermath spread to the ground, forming a fierce hurricane.
"Before, the moon chased the sun, and now the lightning chases the clouds. Which saints are fighting?"
"Tomorrow morning, there will definitely be news of something earth-shattering, enough to shake Kyushu."
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All the disciples of the Blood God Sect were terrified and frightened. It was not just the "moon chasing the sun" and "lightning chasing the clouds" that happened in the Elder Pavilion. Before that, there were also saints chasing and chasing in several other places.
fighting.
Everyone had a misconception, and the entire Blood God Sect was turned upside down.
There are also some figures in the Holy Realm who are still in a state of confusion. They have no idea what happened. They thought that there was an invasion from foreign enemies, so they activated their protective formations and rushed to several battlefields.
Some forces and cities not far from the Blood God Sect also received the news and closed their mountain gates and opened defensive formations for fear of being affected.
Zhang Ruochen controlled his mental power and transformed into a bolt of lightning, chasing and fighting with the monks in black.
In fact, with Zhang Ruochen's strength, it is not too difficult to deal with a fifty-level spiritual saint.
However, he was seriously injured by the Earth Yuan Dharma King, and his combat power was greatly reduced. He could only use his mental power. In a short period of time, he was not able to capture the black-clothed monk.
"Wow."
As soon as Zhang Ruochen moved, thunder and lightning appeared in the sky for hundreds of miles around him. Standing above the clouds, he could see a large column of lightning light.
The black-clothed monk is also very powerful. The emerald staff in his hand is a sacred spiritual weapon that can enhance the power of spells.
Realizing that Zhang Ruochen was catching up again, the black-clothed monk spun around, turned around, held the jade staff, pointed at the thunder and lightning that was coming towards him, and said in his mouth: "Thousand Miles of Ice City."
In an instant, the monk in black seemed to be the center of the world, and snowflakes fell from the sky. Then, above his head, among the flying snow, a huge ice and snow silver city appeared, and a majestic wave
An intimidating momentum came over me.
This is a very powerful spiritual spell, with more powerful attack power than some martial arts holy spells.
"Boom."
Thousands of miles of ice city and the thunder and lightning manifested by Zhang Ruochen collided together, canceling each other out and colliding with each other, forming chaotic energy.
The city continued to shatter, turning into ice crystals the size of small hills, falling towards the ground.
Although the ice city was broken, Zhang Ruochen also suffered some shocks, and the injuries inside his body became more serious.
Taking this opportunity, the monk in black fled a hundred miles away and sent out a stream of spiritual power, saying: "The descendant of time and space is nothing more than that. It does not live up to its name. It seems that the outside world has exaggerated your reputation. Wait until the spiritual power of this holy general is stronger.
When I reach level 51, I will definitely come back and kill you."
Obviously, the monk in black thought that he had escaped a hundred miles away and reached a fairly safe position, so he was no longer afraid of Zhang Ruochen and deliberately said what he just said in order to provoke Zhang Ruochen to continue chasing him.
The monk in black has already sent a message to Elder Yuan Gui. As long as he holds Zhang Ruochen for a while longer, when Elder Yuan Gui arrives, Zhang Ruochen will be like a turtle in an urn and can only be slaughtered by them.
"Zhang Ruochen, with your strength, you dare to claim to defeat the ancient relics and sweep across the nine realms. It is a complete joke."
The monk in black was flying rapidly while provoking Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen is not an impatient person. He has a calm mind and can naturally see through the true purpose of the monk in black.
In fact, with his current injury, he could have turned around and left without pursuing him, but he did not do so.
Letting an immortal blood saint escape would undoubtedly be letting the tiger return to the mountain. Not only would Zhang Ruochen's disguise as Gu Linfeng be exposed, but also, once the immortal blood clan knew that Zhang Ruochen had appeared in the Blood God Sect, they would probably immediately send a large number of strong men to attack the blood god.
Sect, when the time comes, the Blood God Sect may be destroyed.
Absolutely no information should be leaked.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed, and regardless of whether the injury would worsen, he performed a great spatial movement, and in an instant, he penetrated the void, spanned a distance of more than a hundred miles, and appeared in front of the black-clothed monk.
After his spiritual power was sanctified, Zhang Ruochen strengthened his control over space and performed a great spatial teleportation. Even though he had traveled more than a hundred miles, he did not seem to have reached the limit.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen's internal organs were in severe pain due to the forceful movement of space. Several blood vessels in his body were broken, and he could only rely on his mental strength to support him.
The monk in black was startled. He didn't expect Zhang Ruochen to appear in front of him. At this moment, it was too late to withdraw his body skills.
"Ten mountains of ice and snow."
The black-clothed monk mobilized all his spiritual power and injected it completely into the emerald staff.
"Boom."
Between him and Zhang Ruochen, a thousand-foot-high snow-capped mountain appeared out of thin air and flew in the air, forming a powerful force that pressed towards Zhang Ruochen.
Then, the second snow mountain, the third snow mountain...
Ten snow-capped mountains appear one after another, one on top of another.
"Go to hell."
The black-clothed monk's eyes were cold, and his whole body was covered with white frost. He held the emerald staff in both hands at the same time, and everything from his shoulders to his fingers was frozen into crystal clear ice.
"With this move, there are probably very few saints among the lower realm saints who can compete with him in the Ten Layers of Ice and Snow Mountain."
Zhang Ruochen knew that using his mental power to fight him would be a big loss, so he took out the ancient Shen Yuan sword, gritted his teeth, and prepared to use the power of martial arts to fight quickly, and then find a place to recuperate.
Zhang Ruochen activated all three thousand inscriptions in Shen Yuan's ancient sword, slowly raised the sword, and a mighty force of destruction with thousands of patterns surged out.
"Break it for me."
While vomiting blood in his mouth, Zhang Ruochen swung Shen Yuan's ancient sword out.
Ten layers of snow-capped mountains all collapsed.
The black-clothed monk screamed in agony, and dozens of sword energy penetrated through his body. His body turned into a sieve, and his whole body was covered with blood holes the size of fists.
The monk in black fell from the clouds and fell to the ground thousands of meters below, turning into a puddle of mud.
The physical body of the spiritual saint is too weak, and his vitality cannot be compared with that of the martial saint. The black-clothed monk has died, leaving only a blood-red sacred heart flying up from the blood mud, trying to escape.
Zhang Ruochen reached across the void, grabbed forward, and took the blood-red Sacred Heart into the palm of his hand.
Wisps of cold air appeared on the surface of the Sacred Heart, and he wanted to condense a holy clone. Unfortunately, Zhang Ruochen was already prepared and slapped it down with his palm, causing the holy clone to break apart.
The holy soul of the monk in black was quite powerful, hiding in the holy heart. He said viciously: "Zhang Ruochen, the strong men of our clan are coming, and you will definitely die."
Zhang Ruochen was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he took out the Ruyi Treasure Vase and put the Sacred Heart into it.
The sacred heart and soul of a spiritual saint are priceless treasures. Naturally, Zhang Ruochen was reluctant to destroy them and planned to take them back and reward them to the masters of Mingzong.
"Hey! Sure enough, a master is coming..."
Zhang Ruochen released his spiritual power and enveloped his whole body. Gradually, his body became lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared completely.
After a while, a cloud of white mist surged up in the forest not far away.
Immediately afterwards, a beautiful woman in extremely gorgeous clothes walked out of the white mist. She had a curvy figure, round breasts, and a jade waist like a snake, full of ultimate temptation.
She has bare feet, straight and white legs, a standard oval face, and eyes full of aura.
Such a woman is so shocking that it would make an enlightened holy monk break the precepts for her, and even a butcher would probably lay down his butcher knife for her.
"is her."
Zhang Ruochen hid in the dark and stared at the woman with a strange expression.
This woman is none other than Princess Mo Ran of the Qinglong Dynasty, and she unexpectedly appeared in the territory of the Blood God Sect.
After thinking about it carefully, Zhang Ruochen felt relieved, because Princess Mo Ran once said that she had practiced in the Blood God Sect for decades and could be considered a member of the Blood God Sect.
The Qinglong Ruins world has been destroyed, so it is normal for Princess Mo Ran to return to the Blood God Sect.
I just don’t know who she worships as her teacher?
Princess Moran's exquisite and clear jade feet stepped on the wisps of breeze and came to the body of the monk in black. Her dark eyebrows slightly wrinkled and she said to herself: "After all, it's a step too late. Who is it?"
kill him?"
Princess Moran searched around again, but could not find the murderer or traces left by the murderer. So, she used her physical skills to turn into a wisp of white smoke and fly to the horizon.
"Is she the helper invited by the black monk to deal with me?"
Zhang Ruochen chased after him with a confused expression.
You must know that the remnant forces of the Qinglong Dynasty may also follow Princess Mo Ran to the Blood God Sect. It is a quite huge force and may even affect the situation of the war. Zhang Ruochen must investigate this matter clearly.
Zhang Ruochen followed Princess Mo Ran all the way into the ancient snow mountain and came to a very secret valley.
There was no snow in the valley. Instead, it was full of greenery and flowers. It was completely different from the outside world, much like a paradise.
Princess Moran's figure swayed, flying down from mid-air, drawing a beautiful arc, and disappeared into a dark red peach forest in the valley, with petals flying in the air.
At the entrance of the valley, on a stone tablet covered with ice and snow, there are three words engraved on it - Moyou Valley.