One thousand three hundred and twenty-five battle saint emperor
A hint of sneer appeared on Jian Chen's face. He looked back at the boundary line leading to the Poseidon Temple's territory behind him, and said calmly: "Tao Zhengtian, are you too happy too early? What will be the outcome of today? Now It’s really hard to say.”
Tao Zhengtian stopped and did not continue to run away, but he hid in the temple and did not dare to come out. He thought that Jian Chen could not do anything to him anyway, so he laughed and said: "Jian Chen, you are too arrogant. Do you really think that with your rapid increase in strength, you can do whatever you want in the sea area? I admit that I, Tao Zhengtian, am no longer your opponent, but in the vast sea area, there are countless people who are more powerful than me, Tao Zhengtian. Of course, there are also strong people who can kill you. Not a few, but as of now, you are on the verge of death and no one can save you."
It seemed that Tao Zhengtian's words were fulfilled. As soon as Tao Zhengtian finished speaking, the vitality between heaven and earth suddenly became violent. A powerful force permeated the heaven and earth, becoming stronger and stronger, becoming more and more dense, making the sky full of energy. Trembling, there seemed to be a low dragon roaring vaguely.
However, Jian Chen turned a blind eye to all this, and seemed not to feel the changes here at all. Only the iron tower standing next to him looked at the sky with bright eyes, eager to try, his eyes filled with powerful fighting intent, and the blood of the God of War in his body. It was boiling, causing his body to emit a dazzling golden light.
"It's not up to you to decide how I will end up today, but one outcome is already destined, that is, today, Tao Zhengtian, you will definitely die." Jian Chen sneered on his face.
Tao Zhengtian laughed angrily and said loudly: "Jian Chen, your arrogance and ignorance are far beyond Tao's expectations. Tao is here. If you have the ability, just come over and take Tao's name. If you cannot take away Tao’s life today, then tomorrow Tao will let the Turtle Clan lie thousands of miles away with their blood flowing like rivers.”
A fierce murderous intent appeared in Jian Chen's eyes, and he said coldly: "Tao Zhengtian, you will never have such a chance. Even if the master of the Jiao Temple protects you today, I, Jian Chen, will kill you." , no one can save you."
As soon as Jian Chen finished speaking, the powerful force that filled the world suddenly became even more violent. The endless vitality of heaven and earth gathered from all directions, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a figure. It turned out that this was a human figure. A middle-aged man with a burly build, a heavy waist and a heavy back, his face is very vague, and his facial features are unclear. He stands between heaven and earth, exuding an extremely powerful aura, like a king looking down on the world.
"Respected Master of the Temple of the Dragon, please kill Jian Chen quickly and get rid of future troubles forever." Tao Zhengtian, who was hiding in the temple, also discovered the figure that was completely condensed with energy in the sky, and he suddenly let out an excited voice.
This is a clone made by the master of the Jiao Temple who controlled the energy between heaven and earth with his own thoughts. To deal with Jian Chen, whose strength is not yet at the level of the Holy Emperor's Great Perfection, the master of the Jiao Temple naturally disdains me to take action personally. It seems that one clone is enough to deal with any opponent under the Holy Emperor, because he is a Holy Emperor, and has been in this realm for many years, and has traveled a long way in this realm.
"King of the Turtle Clan, I want to see how you kill people in front of me." The avatar of the Lord of the Flood Dragon Temple spoke, his voice loud and clear, like rolling thunder in the sky and earth, deafening, like the roar of a dragon, and then he Pointing at Jian Chen, the finger was strong in the wind and grew rapidly, turning into a huge energy and pointing at Jian Chen. Along the way, the power between heaven and earth was continuously injected into this finger, allowing the finger's power to continuously increase. And there is even a powerful force belonging to the Holy Emperor hidden inside.
Jian Chen showed no fear and shouted loudly: "Master of the Jiao Temple, you want to stop me, Jian Chen. Considering that your avatar doesn't have such ability, I'd better take action personally." Suddenly, Jian Chen's whole person became very powerful. Transformed, like a divine sword that has been unsheathed, exuding a divine light. He has entered the sword realm. His whole person seems to have suddenly transformed into a sharp divine sword, and then heads forward with an indomitable momentum. Hitting the energy finger pointed by the master of the Jiao Temple, an extremely strong white light appeared around his body, surrounding his body and emitting sword energy that soared to the sky.
This sword energy shocked the clones of the Lord of the Dragon Temple. This sword energy was too powerful and unusual. He had lived for thousands of years, read many secret books, and knew a lot of things. , but I have never seen such a fierce sword energy.
After understanding the way of swordsmanship, the sword energy used by Jian Chen is no longer simply the sword energy condensed by energy, but a kind of way and the application of rules.
The energy finger condensed by the clone of the master of the Flood Dragon Temple could not hurt Jian Chen in the slightest. Jian Chen turned into a sword with his body and smashed the energy finger like a broken bamboo. He was already close to the clone of the master of the Flood Dragon Temple. The sword energy was condensed in his hand. Stabbing at the clone's head like lightning, there is a trace of the soul of the master of the Jiao Temple. As long as this soul is destroyed, the clone condensed with energy will also dissipate.
The master of the Jiao Temple could no longer maintain his previous calmness, his face changed drastically, and there was a look of disbelief in his eyes. He never expected that Jian Chen had become so strong.
Although he was shocked, the reaction of the master of the Jiao Temple was also very fast. Between the lightning and flint, his clone had retreated hundreds of meters as if teleporting, avoiding Jian Chen's fatal blow. Although this It's just a distraction, but if all the souls in the clone are destroyed, it will still cause unimaginable trauma to him.
The wounds on the soul, even for the Holy Emperor, are still the most fatal and difficult to heal.
Jian Chen seemed to have expected that the clone of the master of the Flood Dragon Temple would evade, and immediately cast a thousand phantom instants, leaving an afterimage on the spot. The real body also caught up with the master of the Flood Dragon Temple as if teleporting. There was a flash of white light, and the powerful sword energy in his hand had penetrated into the clone's head.
This time, the clone of the master of the Jiao Temple failed to dodge in time, and his head was pierced. A wisp of his soul was immediately wiped out, and the remaining half of his soul immediately fled into the distance.
Jian Chen pointed his finger, and shot out a finger-sized sword energy to chase after the ray of soul, and wiped out the small half of the soul that had escaped.
At the same time, in the center of the Jiao Temple territory, in the supreme temple, a miserable scream suddenly came, followed by a vast and majestic momentum emanating from the temple, like a sleeping giant. The beast woke up and shocked the whole temple.
A figure rushed out of the temple quickly, rushing into the distance with an extremely strong momentum, and disappeared in an instant, reaching the extreme speed.
"It's the respected Palace Master. The Palace Master's real body has not appeared for hundreds of years and has been in seclusion..."
"That scream seems to have come from the palace master. What happened to the great palace master? Could it be that there is something wrong with his cultivation?"
"What happened to the palace master? Why did he leave angrily with a strong murderous intention? Could it be that someone angered the palace master?"
In the Supreme Temple of the Jiao Temple, many elders and temple messengers were talking about it, and they were full of confusion and confusion. Even several temple elders with high status were like this.
"This... this is impossible." Tao Zhengtian and the four holy emperors from the alliance hid in the temple and witnessed this scene with their own eyes. Everyone's faces became dull, with expressions of disbelief.
A clone of the Lord of the Dragon Temple was so easily destroyed by the King of the Turtle Clan. This was an extremely terrifying thing for them.
After all, he is a Holy Emperor, with unparalleled strength in the world. What's more, the master of the Jiao Temple has also gone a long way to the realm of the Holy Emperor. Even if he only has one clone, he can easily kill the Holy Emperor Dzogchen. .