Xu is not an ordinary person. He has strong cultivation and can kill enemies across realms. Zhang Ruochen has long been mentally prepared. However, Xu is so strong that even with all his strength, he can only slightly shake him, but it far exceeds Zhang Ruochen's expectations.
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"He is worthy of being the number one ghost emperor of the ghost clan. It seems he can only use the power of truth."
Zhang Ruochen mobilized the rules of truth in his body and rushed them towards his right arm. At the same time, dense starlight spots appeared around his body, turning into a rudimentary star sea world.
"Finally, we have to use the way of truth. It is said that Zhang Ruochen, like the Great God Huang Tian, has broken through the tenth level of the sea of truth."
"Zhang Ruochen's attainments in the way of truth are indeed very high. He can use the holy technique to explode ten times the attack power in an instant."
"Arm wrestling, to a certain extent, is a competition of palm power. Zhang Ruochen has spent a lot of energy practicing palm skills. If, with the blessing of the Tao of Truth, he explodes with ten times the palm power, can he withstand it?"
"Why did you let Zhang Ruochen mobilize the rules of truth and didn't suppress him immediately?"
Many monks present were very curious. If it were them, if they found out that Zhang Ruochen had mobilized the way of truth, they would definitely strike first and counterattack with the power of thunder.
But……
I didn't do that.
Does he think he can withstand ten times Zhang Ruochen's palm power?
The great sage Yanhong said with a smile in his eyes: "Zhang Ruochen has the way of truth, but Xu has the way of destiny. Why should you be afraid of him?"
Then, she added: "What's more, this is the Divine Mountain of Destiny, the place where the rules of destiny are most concentrated. The power of destiny exerted here is more powerful than that erupted elsewhere."
Xu is the top power in the Yanhong Monkey King's camp, so she naturally has full confidence in him.
"Wow——"
When Zhang Ruochen inspired the Realm of Truth, a dazzling Gate of Destiny appeared behind him. It was dozens of feet high and stabbed the monks under the Great Sage unable to open their eyes.
"Boom."
Under the blessing of the rules of truth, Zhang Ruochen used the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, exploding with ten times the power and impacting the tightly squeezed ghost hands.
At the same time, the power of the three-headed Qianwen Realm Xianghun also reached its strongest state in an instant, emitting a deafening roar.
Xu's ghost hand suddenly moved back and was pressed down halfway.
The entire ghost arm is in a twisted state.
Seeing this scene, countless monks in the hell realm gasped and couldn't help but hold their breath.
Could it be that Xu, the strongest of the ghost clan, would be defeated by Zhang Ruochen, who is in the immortal realm?
Ten times the power, it goes as quickly as it comes.
Xu's arm slowly turned upwards, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face: "Your attainments in the way of truth are indeed beyond my expectation, and my way of destiny cannot completely weaken it. However,
It’s just a moment of ten times the power, but it can’t overwhelm me.”
Seeing Xu gradually pull his arm back, it was the monks of the Blood Sky tribe's turn to worry.
Among them, Emperor Yu, Gu Chenzi, Great Sage Yixuan, and Great Sage Xuewei couldn't help but sigh. Originally, they still had a glimmer of hope for Zhang Ruochen, thinking that he could create another miracle.
But now, everyone can see that Zhang Ruochen has gone all out and used all kinds of tricks. However, Zhu has accepted them one by one, and has not used the ghost that has been melted into his body.
In other words, I didn't use all my strength.
Just like a cat playing with a mouse, no matter how many tricks you use, you still can't change your fate. When you are exhausted from playing with it, it will eat you in one bite.
He is the cat teasing the mouse, always holding the outcome in his hands.
The monks in the hell realm laughed and laughed.
Most of them did not regard Zhang Ruochen as a member of the hell world and thought he was an outsider. Therefore, they felt ashamed when Emperor Dasen Luo was defeated by Zhang Ruochen.
Now, with an absolute advantage, Xu played with Zhang Ruochen, which naturally gave them a sense of joy in saving their face.
He said with certainty of victory: "Zhang Ruochen, you don't need to be discouraged. You are only in the immortal realm. You can already arm-wrestle with me. You should feel honored."
Zhang Ruochen was not angry and said: "Do you really think the way to truth is that simple?"
"What do you mean?" Xu asked.
"The most powerful thing about the way of truth is the power of the realm of truth."
Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes, and suddenly, the starlight spots floating around his body became more numerous and spread wider.
The specks of light quickly grew in size and turned into balls of light.
In Xu's field of vision, those light balls turned into an endless sea of stars, each one as huge as a star, as if they were standing in the vast and boundless universe.
The Realm of Truth is actually a world form constructed using the Tao of Truth.
It's just that this world is constructed by various rules between heaven and earth.
The more powerful the world of truth is, the broader the world of rules is, and the stronger the power it can arouse.
At the beginning, Yu Wenjing, a divine disciple of the Temple of Truth, only cultivated the "Emperor and Heaven is Above" truth realm. The thunder and lightning pouring out from the realm was forced by Zhang Ruochen to use the "Secret Code of Time and Space" to resolve it.
Nowadays, Zhang Ruochen's realm of truth is already "a sea of stars without shores" and is still evolving towards "the boundless universe", so the power that can be unleashed will naturally be stronger.
In the sea of stars, those starry balls of light seemed to have turned into real planets, flying rapidly towards the sky.
For other monks, they just saw stars and balls of light flying out and didn't feel dangerous. However, in Xu's field of vision, there were real stars crushing towards him. They were infinitely huge and shocking.
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He gritted his teeth tightly and snorted: "Zhang Ruochen, are you arm wrestling, or do you want to fight?"
"I'm arm wrestling with you within the rules. Why can't I use other powers?" Zhang Ruochen said.
Those planets are getting closer and closer, releasing destructive pressure.
"Damn it, are the boundless realms of the sea of stars really so powerful? Are they real attack power, or are they mental illusions?"
I felt caught off guard.
In the past, he had encountered a monk who had cultivated the Realm of Truth. However, the monk from the Heavenly Realm had only cultivated the Realm of the Emperor and Heaven, and was swallowed by him before he could even use the power of the Realm.
Refining in the belly.
There are too few monks who have cultivated the realm of truth.
He naturally has very little understanding of boundary shapes.
The Gate of Destiny flew in front of Xu, like a radiant shield, blocking the incoming stars.
"Boom."
With every impact, the door of destiny trembles violently.
There was a wave of power that passed through the Gate of Destiny and impacted on Ji's body.
The more powerful the Reality Realm is, the more difficult it is to control it. Zhang Ruochen also cultivated his mental power to the sixty-second level before he could use the Reality Realm to mobilize the rules of heaven and earth in the real world for his own use and transform it into attack power.
"We can no longer take it lightly. We must first defeat Zhang Ruochen with absolute power, and then search for classics to study the truth in detail."
Xu finally felt threatened by Zhang Ruochen. Worried about an accident, he stopped playing tricks on him and opened his mouth to spit out eight million ghosts.
The shrill screams of ghosts spread throughout the Mingxi River Basin.
The sky was covered with ghost shadows, black clouds rolled in, and it was dark and gloomy.
Eight million ghosts quickly merged and turned into eight Qianwenjing level ghost emperor soul bodies, which were combined with Zhu's power and stood in eight different directions with him.
"Isn't it too late to use the power of ghosts now?"
Zhang Ruochen slowly raised his left hand upwards, and suddenly, a corner of the small jungle world emerged from the void and suppressed it above his right hand.
The world body of the small jungle world gradually moves, as if it is about to be fully manifested, becoming heavier and heavier.
The small world is densely covered with mountains, rivers, plains and deserts. It was only a few hundred miles long at first, but now the length of the manifested world has exceeded a thousand miles.
"Oh my God! Zhang Ruochen actually summoned a world to suppress Jiu's arm. Is this still an arm wrestling?"
"I have known for a long time that Zhang Ruochen controls a world, could it be this one?"
"I suddenly felt that it was very unwise for Zhu to choose to fight with Zhang Ruochen by arm wrestling. It would be better to fight directly. At least during the fight, even if Zhang Ruochen summoned this world, he could not suppress Xu, and he would
You can retreat or attack. But now, I can only bear it passively."
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As the small world of the jungle becomes wider and wider, even the ghost emperor's soul body in the Eight Paths Thousand Questions Realm cannot bear the weight of the explosion.
The look of contempt on Xu's face had long since disappeared, and he let out a long roar from his mouth, spitting out four million ghosts again, and condensed the soul bodies of four Qianwenjing Ghost Emperors.
The combined power of the souls of the twelve ghost emperors finally withstood the suppression of the small jungle world.
"Watch me shatter your world."
His whole body was tense, his expression was grim, and he was completely serious.
He raised his left hand, and a seven-petal ghost lotus appeared in the palm of his hand. The ghost lotus exuded a biting cold air and spun rapidly towards the small world of the jungle.
When the seven-petal ghost lotus rotates, the power that escapes condenses into a huge vortex.
Many monks present were making calculations and quickly came up with the result, "With the seven-star ghost lotus, Xu will crush Zhang Ruochen's small jungle world."
Wujiang sat cross-legged next to the jade table and said: "I didn't expect that Xu has always been hiding his power. With the twelve Thousand Questions Realm ghost emperor soul body and the seven-star ghost lotus, even if I were to face him, I dare not say that he is 100% able to do it."
win."
Luo Shengtian, who was sitting opposite Wujiang, looked at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Don't you think Zhang Ruochen is even more remarkable?"
Wujiang narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly.
Zhang Ruochen had not yet broken the first shackle, but he was able to force Jiu to use all kinds of trump cards, which indeed made them, the masters at the top of the Bailuo Realm Dzogchen Ranking, feel huge pressure.
Yama Huangtu, who was sitting at the top, said: "There is no difference between this contest and a real battle."
"At least Jiu has won, Zhang Ruochen is still a little behind after all." Wujiang said.
Wujiang was shocked by Zhang Ruochen's display of strength. Not only did he feel a sense of urgency in his heart, but he also felt a deep sense of loss. Because, if he were in the same realm, he doubted that he could even block Zhang Ruochen's palm.
However, the thought of entering the Huntian Battlefield could kill Zhang Ruochen and prevent him from getting stronger, and the pressure and loss dissipated.
"Boom."
The seven-star ghost lotus hit the small jungle world and penetrated the entire world. The earth was torn apart, mountains collapsed, and rivers stopped flowing. All plants were corroded by the power of the ghost lotus and turned into black pus.
A world is destroyed!
Many monks feel regretful because they see that Zhang Ruochen's small jungle world has begun to take shape and can give birth to life.
The value of such a small world is comparable to that of an advanced life planet exceeding level seven.
If you take it out and sell it, you can sell tens of thousands of sacred stones.
There is no doubt that the small jungle world was beaten to destruction, which also marked Zhang Ruochen's defeat.
The corners of his mouth raised upward.
However, what puzzled him was that in the face of a certain defeat, Zhang Ruochen was as steady as a rock and did not panic.
"How can he be so calm?"
This thought just appeared in Xu's mind. Suddenly, Xu felt the world spinning, and the space he was in was flipping.
"No, Zhang Ruochen just used that small world to suppress my arm just to attract my attention. His real purpose...the real purpose is to distort space."
He stared to the left and saw that the Mingxi River that was originally flowing on the ground flew up strangely and flowed from the ground to the sky.
The monks from the hell realm downstream also sat in the sky.
Space, to his left, flipped ninety degrees.
"No, no, I can't lose..."
Xu roared silently in his heart and used all his strength to push down Zhang Ruochen's arm.
But it was already too late. The Mingxi River on the left was pressing down at a faster speed, and his ten-foot-long ghost hand was quickly soaked by the water of the stream.
Everything is a done deal!
According to the rules set by Prajna, whoever's hand is immersed in the stream first will be the loser.
Although Zhang Ruochen did not completely crush his arm, he distorted the space where Mingxi was located and defeated him according to the rules of the fight.
As an example:
Zhang Ruochen wants to walk from where he is to a pavilion 500 meters away. He doesn't necessarily have to walk these 500 meters. He only needs to use the power of space to shrink the ground into an inch and pull the pavilion in front of him. It only takes one step.
Step in.
Prajna was suspended in mid-air, looking at the distorted space, then staring at Zhang Ruochen and Xu, saying: "The winner is decided! The winner is Zhang Ruochen."
At the same time, Emperor Yama, who was sitting at the top of Mingxi River, suddenly pressed his palm to the ground.
"Wow——"
The distorted space was restored to its original shape by the force of the palm.
Jiu is not a person who cannot afford to lose, but at this moment, his eyes are blank and he cannot accept this result.
Xu knew that he shouldn't lose, but he also understood that he didn't regret losing. Although Zhang Ruochen was opportunistic, the power of space was also part of his own strength.
If he could be more cautious and not underestimate the enemy, Zhang Ruochen would not be able to succeed even if he used space power.
The contest between great saints is never a simple battle of strength.
Zhang Ruochen looked up at the sky, stared for a long time, and sighed: "In order to defeat you, I actually lost a world. Now I finally understand that in the contest between great sages, a world is just a chess piece. Between gods
What about the contest?"
"Wow!"
Zhang Ruochen waved his sleeves, and suddenly, the small jungle world shattered, forming large floor fragments, flying into the sky, suspended over the Destiny God's Domain, and turned into space meteorites and cosmic dust.
"boom!"
It was only then that the monks attending the banquet in the Mingxi Basin realized that Zhang Ruochen had defeated Xu and won five more Holy Fruits of the Way, and a deafening noise suddenly erupted.