Zhang Ruochen's figure disappeared into the space and disappeared.
In fact, Zhang Ruochen did not leave, but entered his own space realm. The space realm he cultivated was not an ordinary realm, but a true realm.
The true realm of space belongs to the category of space realm, but is higher than most space realms. Just like the difference between the Gate of True Self and the Gate of Destiny in the Path of Destiny.
Once the true realm of space is released, Zhang Ruochen's control over space is greatly increased, and he can be absolutely himself.
However, the true space field condensed by Zhang Ruochen can only reach a diameter of one hundred feet. In a battle at the level of a great sage, it is not as effective as the space field.
Feng Hou stared at the place where Zhang Ruochen's figure disappeared, a look of doubt and thinking flashed in his eyes, so he took a few steps forward.
"Huh!"
She found that she seemed to be standing still, and the distance from where Zhang Ruochen had been standing had not changed.
Take a few more steps.
Still the same result.
"Could it be the legendary true realm of space?" Fenghou murmured to herself.
Only the true realm of space could make her unable to figure it out and she could only stand still. The realm of space was not that mysterious.
The True Realm of Space can only be cultivated by the top monks of the Way of Space. With it, it can fight against the Gate of Destiny of the monks of the Way of Destiny and the Realm of Truth of the monks of the Way of Truth.
In the ten years inside the Dark Star, the number of Zhang Ruochen's space rules has increased a lot, and the true space domain has naturally reached a higher level.
in the true domain of space.
Zhang Ruochen took out the purple gold gourd and used his mental power to investigate it, and found that Saint Zuo Mu had been completely refined and turned into purple rain in space, completely integrated with the gourd.
The inner space of the gourd used to have a diameter of about 20,000 miles, which could hold a planet.
Now, the space volume has increased several times.
"If you have a chance, you must go to Haishi Star Station. If you can find a sufficient amount of space rainwater in the other six colors, the inner space of the Purple Gold Gourd may not be able to grow to the size of a star. By then,
Accepting heaven and earth is a matter of course."
From the gourd, Zhang Ruochen released Dasen Luohuang.
Because part of his soul was devoured by the ghost-headed whip, he is still unconscious to this day.
Zhang Ruochen placed his hand on the head of Emperor Luo's head, erasing his memory again.
A great sage in the Hundred-flag Realm of Great Perfection could play a big role on the battlefield of Huntian, so Zhang Ruochen was naturally reluctant to take his life.
"Wake up!"
Zhang Ruochen slapped him on the forehead, and a cool holy energy penetrated into his body.
Dasen Luohuang twitched all over, and when he woke up, he only felt a splitting headache. He pressed his hands on the ground, gasped for air, and said in a daze: "Where is this place? Who am I... uh... who are you?"
"Moyin, go and tell him who he is." Zhang Ruochen said.
Vine after vine extended from Zhang Ruochen's back, condensing into an enchanting beauty. She picked up Dasen Luohuang and dragged him aside.
Zhang Ruochen took out the fourteen sacred weapons of the king. They were the soldiers that Saint Lord Zuo Mu had captured from the fourteen great saints of the ghost tribe.
The fourteen great saints of the ghost clan fled too quickly and did not take away their own soldiers, so they were all taken away by Moyin.
Most of them were sacred weapons of the dual king. Zhang Ruochen simply looked at them and threw them aside, showing no interest.
Afterwards, Zhang Ruochen released the Six Directions Heavenly Lord Cauldron from the purple gold gourd.
In his opinion, this copper tripod is the biggest reward after entering the interior of the Dark Star.
The copper tripod fell to the ground, sinking the earth, and was wrapped in black gaseous lines, making it look mysterious, primitive, evil, and ferocious. Facing it, Zhang Ruochen felt as if he was standing in front of an evil god and would be swallowed at any time.
Zhang Ruochen released the form of the Realm of Truth, inspired the Yin-Yang and the Five Elements Sacred Intent, carefully broke through the gaseous patterns again, and carefully explored the Six Directions Tianzun Cauldron.
This cauldron is a bit strange.
There are no king-level inscriptions or supreme inscriptions inside. Instead, there are dense animal-shaped patterns engraved on it. There are golden birds spreading their wings, red centipedes coiling around, phoenixes dancing in the sky... all kinds of animal patterns are countless and contain hidden meanings.
Zhang Ruochen has a wonderful charm that is difficult to parse.
"Is it an artifact?"
Zhang Ruochen had come into contact with artifacts, such as the Emperor's Ruler.
However, the understanding of artifacts is still very little.
It is said that the divine patterns inside each artifact are different, created by heaven and earth, and are unique. Even the gods cannot penetrate the mystery of the patterns embedded in the artifact.
The great sage can increase the probability of becoming a god by understanding the seals inside the artifact.
"No, it shouldn't be a divine weapon. The number of divine weapons is so rare. Since Prajna knows the origin of the Six Directions Heavenly Lord Cauldron, how could the gods not know about it? If the gods knew it, how could they not take it as their own?"
"Although the animal patterns inside the Six Directions Tianzun Cauldron have endless charm, they should not yet reach the level of divine weapon patterns."
Zhang Ruochen sent out a mental thought to communicate with the spirit of the Six Directions Tianzun Cauldron, but received no response.
There is an independent inner space in the Six Directions Tianzun Cauldron. There is mist inside and light suddenly appears, which is probably the location of the weapon spirit.
Zhang Ruochen did not dare to put his mental power into it easily. If there was a weapon spirit in this cauldron and it was in a sleeping state and woke it up, the consequences would be difficult to predict.
If the weapon spirit is too powerful, the Six Directions Tianzun Cauldron may not escape his control and fly away directly.
"It would be safest to wait until we leave the battlefield and let the queen take action."
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were fixed on the position of the cauldron lid again, hesitating whether to open the cauldron lid to see what kind of elixir could be refined inside?
Finally, he restrained himself.
At the beginning, a ray of alchemy energy flew out, which knocked him out. If the elixir inside was an emperor-grade holy elixir, Zhang Ruochen would be seeking death by opening the lid of the cauldron, and he would definitely be killed by the emperor-grade holy elixir.
Devour.
Generally speaking, the combat power of the Emperor's Holy Pill can almost reach the level of the Supreme Sage.
The Imperial Grade Holy Intention Pill refined by the Supreme Lord of the Yama Clan is also at the level of the Great Sage of the Supreme Realm. However, it has a huge part of its power sealed, making it equivalent to the Great Sage at the peak of the Thousand Questions Realm.
"Space solidifies."
Zhang Ruochen spread his hands and released the rules of space, freezing the space around the Six Directions Tianzun Cauldron to form a four-meter-high sealed space box.
He took it back to the purple gourd and stored it properly.
"An hour has arrived!"
Emperor Yu's voice reached Zhang Ruochen's ears.
Zhang Ruochen put away the true space, reappeared in the courtyard, and asked: "How many people are here?"
Emperor Yu said: "Except for Fenghou and the monks from the Huangtian tribe, no one came. On the contrary, during this hour, many great saints left their own planet and claimed to go out to hunt Tiannu."
"It seems they still don't take us seriously." Zhang Ruochen said.
A cold light appeared in Emperor Yu's eyes, and he said: "In the final analysis, in the eyes of the monks from the ten major tribes, veteran strong men like the Sword Prison Emperor and Feng Queen are the real strong ones. The Qitian tribe and Huang Tian
The tribe is one of the largest tribes. Only the Sword Prison Emperor and the Feng Queen have the appeal."
"Although we have risen in recent days, many people are not willing to accept this fact and naturally refuse to obey."
Feng Hou did not expect that this would be the case, and said: "I will summon them..."
"No."
Zhang Ruochen said meaningfully: "I will go and invite you personally."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Ruochen turned into a golden light and flew to the sky.
Feng Hou didn't think that with Zhang Ruochen's current strength, he would take the initiative to invite a group of weaklings, and quickly used her mental power to send messages to the monks from several tribes she was friendly with.
Pure Sky Continent.
In a vampire city, the spiritual clone of the Sword Prison Emperor was having a secret discussion with Yue Tinghai.
The dense blood-evil aura enveloped the room, preventing sounds from reaching the outside world.
The Sword Prison Emperor said in a reproachful tone: "What on earth is going on? With your hundred-flag realm Dzogchen cultivation, your attack on a Blood Sky Continent actually failed. You have disappointed me so much."
Yue Tinghai was also in a bad mood, and said coldly: "Do you think there are no masters in the Blood Sky Continent? Last night, another Great Perfection Saint of the Hundred Flails Realm emerged from the Blood Sky Tribe."
"who?"
"Gu Chenzi."
The Sword Prison Emperor fell into silence, pacing back and forth, and said: "How could this happen? How could so many Great Perfection Saints of the Hundred Flail Realm suddenly appear in the Blood Sky Tribe? Is it related to the Fugue Pill bought by Xue Tu? It shouldn't be.
, even with the help of the Shenyou Dan, Yi Xuan and Gu Chenzi will need at least a hundred years of hard training if they want to reach the Great Perfection of the Hundred Flags Realm."
Yue Tinghai said: "You'd better come back quickly. Just now, Zhang Ruochen sent an order to have all the monks from the ten major tribes go to the Blood Sky Continent to pay homage to him. It seems that the position of leader of the Blood Sky Tribe is no longer enough for him. He is
I want to be the leader of the entire undead vampire clan."
The Sword Prison Emperor smiled and said: "Zhang Ruochen is still too young. He just won a big victory and got carried away. It is impossible for the monks from the other nine tribes to listen to him. I want to see how he ends up?
"
Yue Tinghai also smiled and said: "As far as I know, except for Fenghou, no monks from the other eight tribes have gone."
The Sword Prison Emperor snorted: "Feng Hou is short-sighted and puts the chips on Zhang Ruochen, and is destined to lose everything. The Blood Sky tribe seems to be in full swing now, but when Wujiang and Greedy Infant free their hands, the first
They are the ones who have to deal with it, Zhang Ruochen won’t be able to stay around for long.”
Suddenly, the bloody energy in the room shook violently.
A deep voice sounded above the heads of Yue Tinghai and Sword Prison Emperor: "Yue Tinghai, you controlled the tsunami with the intention of massacring the undead vampires. What crime should you do?"
"It's Zhang Ruochen."
The Sword Prison Emperor recited something, stared at Yue Tinghai, and said: "What happened last night left no trace, right?"
Yue Tinghai's expression remained unchanged and he shook his head.
"Then there is no need to be afraid of him, all the gods are watching! I will take the first step, and you can deal with it properly." The spiritual clone of the Sword Prison Emperor dissipated into nothingness.
Yue Tinghai walked out of the room, looked up at Zhang Ruochen, who was suspended in the air, and said with a smile: "If the Great Sage Ruochen has no evidence, don't spit on others. The eyes of the gods of all realms are shining here, and the entire hell realm is watching.
Don’t make people laugh.”
Zhang Ruochen's ten wings spread out on his back, and the golden light behind him was brilliant. Even the clouds in the sky were reflected in gold, and he said: "Do you think I'm here to argue with you, or to reason with you? I'm here to tell you today,
My fist is harder, you must listen to me. If you don't listen, I will kill you."
"Boom."
A surge of holy power was released from Zhang Ruochen, and the golden light suddenly became stronger, like a divine sun hanging in the sky.
In the city, all the immortal vampire monks were suppressed to the point of kneeling on the ground, trembling in fear.
Even the strong men in the realm of the Great Sage of the Jingtian Tribe feel as if there are many mountains pressing down on their bodies, their legs are trembling, and they cannot control their knees.
The more he heard the pressure that Haiya felt, his legs kept sinking to the ground, and he couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart.
Zhang Ruochen's strength was stronger than he imagined.
However, as the Great Perfection Saint of the Hundred Flails Realm, he could not be timid before fighting, so he still spoke in a tough tone, saying: "Zhang Ruochen, you are too arrogant! I think you are deliberately trying to provoke internal fighting. You Blood Heaven
The tribe is indeed powerful, but if you provoke internal fighting, you will be the sinner of the immortal vampire tribe."
"哓哓, it seems I still don't accept it!"
Zhang Ruochen sneered, turned into a golden light and swooped down, punching Yue Tinghai.
Yue Tinghai's reaction speed is not bad, but compared with Zhang Ruochen's speed, it is far behind. As soon as his palm was stretched out, Zhang Ruochen's fist hit him to the chest, and the bones and joints of his arm were
Break directly.
"Bang."
Yue Tinghai's body was dented by the beating, his legs lifted off the ground, and he flew backwards, knocking through the buildings in the city. After flying dozens of miles, he hit the city wall and knocked it down.
A big piece.
"So...strong..."
Yue Tinghai's whole body was in splitting pain, and he lay on the ground as if falling apart. He had just mobilized the blood evil energy, but it had not yet completed a week in his body.
Zhang Ruochen fell from the sky, landed next to him, grabbed his neck, and lifted him up like a chicken.
"Boom."
Then he pressed hard against the ground, creating a large crater dozens of meters in diameter on the ground.
The whole earth was shaking and dust was flying.
The more he heard Haikou vomiting blood, the flesh and blood on his body flew out from his bones, his eyes went dark, and he almost fainted from the pain.
In the nearby city, all the great sages of the Jingtian tribe were scared to death. Zhang Ruochen, the great demon king, was also too scary. Yue Tinghai, the strongest man of the Jingtian tribe, was unable to fight back in front of him.
The tens of millions of immortal vampire monks in the city knelt even more neatly, each one kowtowing and trembling at the same time.
"You're still not dead even if you do this. Life is really tough."
Zhang Ruochen mentioned Yuetinghai and turned into a golden light. After a while, he flew back to Cloud City, the largest city in the Blood Sky Continent.
He threw Yue Tinghai down from mid-air.
Yue Tinghai was, after all, a Great Perfection Saint of the Hundred Flails Realm. He was powerful and had profound cultivation. He suppressed his injuries in a very short period of time.
His body flipped over and landed smoothly on the ground. He gritted his bloody teeth and roared: "If you have the ability, let's fight again."
Just now, Zhang Ruochen's speed was too fast. He was knocked down before he could react, and he was naturally dissatisfied.
The more he listened to the burning of the Great Sage's blood in Hai's body, the power fluctuations in his body continued to increase. He wanted to save his dignity at the expense of his potential.
Zhang Ruochen stood on the city wall and said indifferently: "You are not qualified to fight with me. Kneel down and reflect, when will you think clearly and when will you get up again."
"Boom."
There were bursts of thunder in the sky.
Dense thunder and lightning intertwined into the shape of a thousands-meter-long handprint, suppressing it and falling on the head of Yue Tinghai. Yue Tinghai roared loudly and used all his strength to hold up the big thunder and lightning handprint.