Qi Hong immediately sat down cross-legged, clasped his hands together, and a divine mark appeared on his chest and between his eyebrows.
As the mark of Shenwu continued to rotate, a ball of white sacred brilliance emitted, wrapping his body and beginning to expel the evil spirit of death with all his strength.
After all, the evil spirit of death contained in the pills was limited. Qi Hong mobilized the light of the semi-saint to gradually suppress the evil spirit of death in his body.
"The cultivation of a semi-saint is so powerful." Zhang Ruochen's expression changed.
The evil spirit of death in the pill was enough to kill ten monks in the Ninth Transformation of Fish and Dragon in an instant. However, Qi Hong was so powerful that he slowly forced out this evil spirit.
Qi Hong must be killed before he can completely force the evil spirit of death out of his body.
"Sword One."
Zhang Ruochen held the Golden Snake Holy Sword, his body and the sword merged into one, turning into a golden light shuttle, and stabbed Qi Hong with all his strength.
"Lin Yue, you underestimate the Half-Saint too much. With your meager cultivation, even a hair of the Semi-Saint can kill you." Qi Hong's mouth did not move, but he used his mental power to speak out.
There was a sound that resounded in the surrounding space.
"Yuan Ling, kill that kid."
At this moment, a white holy sword flew out from the divine mark between Qi Hong's eyebrows and faced Zhang Ruochen.
The white holy sword, named "Yuan Ling", is Qi Hong's natal sword and has been following Qi Hong for one hundred and sixty years.
Qi Hong injected a large amount of holy energy into Yuanling Holy Sword. As long as this holy energy is not exhausted, the sword spirit of the holy sword can attack the enemy independently.
"Bang!"
The Yuanling Holy Sword emitted a dazzling sword light. He swung the sword and slashed, creating a sword energy that was tens of meters long and sent Zhang Ruochen flying away.
The attack power of just a holy sword is far greater than that of a monk in the ninth transformation of fish and dragon, and has the power to kill Zhang Ruochen.
The voice of the sword spirit sounded, "Junior, take another strike from me."
"Swish!"
More than three hundred sword qi surged out from the Yuanling Holy Sword at the same time, forming a roaring sword qi storm that flew towards Zhang Ruochen. The chaotic sword qi left dense sword marks on the ground, as if it was about to
The entire hill was razed to the ground.
At the center of the sword energy storm, the Yuanling Holy Sword became more than thirty meters long and as wide as a door panel, carrying a force that could destroy the heaven and the earth.
It was a quite terrifying force, comparable to the power of Ouyang Huan's Blue Sky Demon Hand.
Zhang Ruochen immediately typed out the picture of the Divine Wood of Heaven and Earth and turned it into a huge picture scroll, trying to take away the Holy Sword of Yuanling.
The Holy Sword of Yuanling has extremely high wisdom. When he felt the suction force on the Divine Tree of Heaven and Earth, he immediately rose into the sky and escaped far away, without any head-on collision with the Divine Tree of Heaven and Earth.
Immediately, a cold voice sounded and said with a smile: "Good boy, you actually have a valuable treasure on your body. In this case, I will accept it!"
Qi Hong was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, but a translucent shadow separated from his body, stood up directly, took a step forward, and condensed into a person who looked exactly like Qi Hong.
It's like an out-of-body experience.
"Half-Saint clone."
Zhang Ruochen's expression changed, and without any hesitation, he immediately unfolded the dragon wings on his back and ran away as fast as possible.
The clone of the Half-Saint possesses part of the power of the Half-Saint, and cannot be defeated by the current Zhang Ruochen.
Although the Meteor Invisibility Cloak was taken away by Qi Hong, as long as Zhang Ruochen can save his life, there will naturally be a chance to get it back in the future.
"Could this kid be a member of the Shenlong Half-human race?"
Seeing a pair of dragon wings spread out on Zhang Ruochen's back, Qi Hong's clone showed a confused expression.
Then, he stretched out his arm, took the Yuanling Holy Sword back into his hand, and quickly chased after Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen looked back and saw Qi Hong's clone chasing him closer and closer.
The two chased and escaped.
Along the way, they fought four times, and each time, Zhang Ruochen had a dangerous escape.
"Zhang Ruochen, the situation is very bad. Now, we are only facing a clone, and we are already being hunted to the sky and into the earth. What if Qi Hong's true self has completely forced the evil spirit of death out of the body and is chasing him?
If we come up, won't we have no way to survive?" Xiao Hei said.
It had already emerged from Zhang Ruochen's sleeves and stood on his shoulders, constantly carving out formation inscriptions and shooting out in the direction behind him, hindering the speed of Qi Hong's clone.
"The time is not yet ripe. When the time is ripe, I will use the power of space to drive that clone into the void space." Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth, with a cold light in his eyes.
There is no other way. With his current cultivation level, he can only use the power of time and space to have a chance to kill the half-saint's clone.
In order to avoid exposing his identity, Zhang Ruochen only had one chance to take action, so he had to be very cautious.
Probably, he ran away for two thousand miles.
Zhang Ruochen broke into a rather strange area. The ground was covered with black soil and not a single blade of grass grew. Moreover, there was no aura of heaven and earth at all, whether in the sky or underground.
This means that once you break in, the true energy in the monk's body will continue to be consumed. Moreover, unable to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to make up for the body's consumption, the monk will only become weaker and weaker.
This is the first time Zhang Ruochen has encountered such a strange place.
There are many ancient ruins and forbidden areas in the Falling God Mountains. In some of these areas, even if a saint breaks into them, there will be great danger.
At this moment, the area Zhang Ruochen broke into was probably a ruins.
Xiao Hei jumped off Zhang Ruochen's shoulder, landed on the ground, and sniffed with his nose.
In the soil, it smelled a bloody smell and said: "Such an ancient smell. Could it be that this place is a medieval ruins?"
Zhang Ruochen stopped and did not dare to continue running forward. He used his heavenly eyes and looked up into the distance.
A hundred feet away, a black cloud rose from the ground. The shape of the cloud was like a group of fierce ghosts with teeth and claws. It contained powerful Yin energy and blocked the light of the Sky Eye.
"I feel that there is a murderous atmosphere lingering here. Once you break in, you will probably die without a burial place." Zhang Ruochen's face was quite solemn, sensing that it was quite dangerous.
Zhang Ruochen was about to retreat, but just as he turned around, he found Qi Hong's clone chasing after him from behind, floating several feet above the ground.
Qi Hong's clone smiled coldly and said condescendingly: "Lin Yue, hand over the scroll from before. I may consider sparing your life."
Zhang Ruochen deliberately showed a relaxed look and said with a smile: "Really? Don't you have to thank your seniors for sparing me?"
"Don't toast and eat as a penalty."
Qi Hong's eyes darkened, he raised his palm, mobilized a holy energy, and quickly slapped downward with his palm.
"Open Cloud Palm."
Kaiyun Palm is a very powerful ghost-level martial skill. The power exerted by the semi-saint clone is naturally much more powerful than that exerted by the fish and dragon realm monks.
Zhang Ruochen used Sword Two, soared into the sky, and violently collided with Kaiyun Palm.
The powerful palm power is difficult to break even with two swords.
In the end, the huge palm print knocked Zhang Ruochen away, flying a hundred feet away, and fell into the depths of the medieval ruins.
Zhang Ruochen stood on the ground with one hand and held the hilt of the sword tightly with the other hand. Blood continued to flow from his mouth, but the will in his heart was quite firm.
Secretly, he released the space domain, covering a ten-mile radius.
Qi Hong's clone did not want to kill Zhang Ruochen immediately, but wanted to capture him alive and use the secret technique of soul searching to find something from his memory.
It was precisely because he had such a mentality that he gave Zhang Ruochen a chance to survive.
"Junior, do you still want to fight to the death? To tell you the truth, my true self has completely forced the evil spirit out of the body and is coming in this direction. Do you think it is necessary to continue to resist?"
Qi Hong's clone fell to the ground, walked in front of Zhang Ruochen, and smiled coldly. Like a judge, he raised the Holy Sword of Yuanling and stabbed Zhang Ruochen in the air sea between his eyebrows.
A strange smile appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face, and then he pointed forward a little.
"Wow——"
At this moment, the space in front of Zhang Ruochen became violently distorted.
The Holy Sword of Yuanling was clearly aimed at Zhang Ruochen, but suddenly, it reversed 180 degrees and actually stabbed Qi Hong's clone.
Qi Hong's clone showed a hint of shock. He had never seen anything so weird before, so he immediately backed away without any thought.
However, Zhang Ruochen took the lead and used "Space Collapse", which caused the space behind Qi Hong's clone to burst open and turn into a huge void with a diameter of ten feet.
"boom!"
The shattered space was like the eye of a storm, emitting a powerful devouring force and forming a huge energy vortex, sweeping Qi Hong's clone and Yuanling Holy Sword into it at the same time.
"You are...the...power of space..."
At the last moment, Qi Hong's clone finally woke up. His eyes widened and he looked at Zhang Ruochen as if he were a ghost.
"Chi!"
A moment later, Qi Hong's clone and Yuanling Holy Sword were torn into pieces by the broken space at the same time.
The power of space can destroy all matter.
At the moment when Qi Hong's clone and Yuanling Holy Sword were shattered, eight hundred miles away, Qi Hong's true form seemed to have been hit by a heavy punch. His throat felt sweet, and a trace of holy blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"What's going on? A mere Lin Yue was able to kill my clone and destroy my sword of destiny? What happened?"
Under normal circumstances, everything experienced by the clone can be felt by the original deity.
Unless the clone is killed in an instant, it will be too late to send the message back to the original body.
Whether it is the clone or the sword of destiny, once it is destroyed, it will cause huge trauma to Qi Hong. Such a degree of trauma will take at least a year to fully recover even if he takes a panacea.
Qi Hong was very angry and flew forward at a faster speed.