Tan Zhongli's body was suppressed and buried in the yellow sand.
"Bang."
There was a flash of silver light.
Tan Zhongli rushed out from under the desert, coughing out a trace of blood. It was covered in mud and sand and looked particularly embarrassed.
In the distance, Wan Huayu glanced at the battlefield of Zhang Ruochen and Tan Zhongli, showed a surprised look, and secretly said: "Gu Linfeng's cultivation level seems to have improved a lot. With his cultivation speed, I'm afraid it won't take long.
, will become the top overlord in the Qinglongxu world."
Wan Huayu has fought against Tan Zhongli and knows how powerful he is.
If she fights alone, even she has no chance of winning.
In the direction of Yingsha City, Shangguan Xianyan's eyes were locked on Zhang Ruochen, and she felt a huge pressure.
"Is his strength enough to compete with a strong man of that level?"
Shangguan Xianyan didn't know Tan Zhongli's identity, but she could tell that Tan Zhongli's cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth-level semi-saint.
Judging from Tan Zhongli's explosive combat power, he is probably on par with a strong man who has survived a quasi-holy tribulation.
Originally, Shangguan Xianyan thought that the gap between herself and Gu Linfeng was not that big and that she had a chance to surpass him. But now it seems that the height that Gu Linfeng has reached is beyond her reach.
"That strong man from the immortal vampire clan probably hasn't used his true power yet. Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for Gu Linfeng to gain the upper hand."
Immediately afterwards, Wei Longxing sneered again: "When Gu Linfeng was fighting against the barbarians, he dared to offend the strong men of the undead vampire clan. It may not be easy to survive today."
Among the alliance formed by the Blood God Sect, the Shangguan Family, and the Cai Family, there are some senior officials who very much hope that Gu Linfeng will die in the belly of a savage beast, or that his blood will be sucked dry by the undead vampires.
The monks in the Fish-Dragon Realm and Semi-Saint Realm of the Blood God Religion were quite excited. Some of them even cheered His Highness the Son of God from afar.
Tan Zhongli licked the blood on his lips, showed a ferocious expression, and said with a smile: "With your current combat power, it is enough for me to use my true power."
"Really? I really want to see how strong your real power is?"
Zhang Ruochen seemed very calm. Anyway, the rules of heaven on the periphery of the colorful clouds had not been dispersed yet. It was just a good time to use this battle with Tan Zhongli to test his current strength.
"Guiyuan Sword."
Tan Zhongli raised his hands, and a silver sword flew out from his chest.
He casually waved the sword, and thousands of sword shadows immediately emerged, forming a sword realm.
"My King's Guiyuan Sword is an ancestor of our clan. He used his own eight silver wings to forge a magic sword. It has indestructible power. It can cut through even holy weapons with one strike."
Tan Zhongli's aura became extraordinary, giving people a domineering, sharp and demonic feeling.
A swish sound.
The next moment, Tan Zhongli's figure disappeared from the place, turned into a silver light, rushed in front of Zhang Ruochen, and slashed across with a knife.
Zhang Ruochen did not dodge and made another hand seal.
"Wow——"
Originally, there was only one sword shadow, but it suddenly split into eight, forming eight layers of sharp sword light.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes shrank, he let out a light sigh, and immediately punched out his right palm again, forming a second handprint.
There was a violent collision, and then the two separated again.
Zhang Ruochen wore a Seven Kills glove on his left hand and collided with the Guiyuan Knife. He was not injured, but he felt slightly sore and numb.
However, there was a bloodstain on his right hand, which penetrated deep into the flesh and bones.
The Guiyuan Sword is indeed very sharp. Even if all the seven orifices of Zhang Ruochen's palm are sanctified, it is still unable to defend it.
"It only left a trace of blood? The strength of his palms is probably comparable to the palms of lower-level saints."
Although Tan Zhongli was surprised, he did not show it on his face. Instead, he said with a victor's attitude: "Why don't you use the Blood Armor of the Ten Saints?"
"Why use the Ten Saint Blood Armor to deal with you?"
Zhang Ruochen ran the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" to force out the sword energy that poured into the wound, and the wound on his palm healed quickly.
Tan Zhongli's eyes darkened and he said: "In this case, I can only use holy magic to end the battle early."
"Guiyuan sword."
The silver sword drew an arc.
Immediately afterwards, a silver wall of light appeared, and moved outward, turning into a light ball ten feet in diameter.
Wisps of blood flew around the silver sword, adding a bit of strange power.
"You have also made great progress. Have you mastered that holy skill to a great extent?" Zhang Ruochen said.
In Yingsha City, Tan Zhongli used his fists, and when he used this holy technique, he could only unleash twenty-seven times the attack power.
At this moment, Tan Zhongli was standing there with a sword in his hand, and the aura he released was much stronger than it was then.
He should have mastered the holy art.
"You're not the only one making progress."
Tan Zhongli slashed with his sword, exploding with thirty-two times the attack power. The shadow of the sword became tens of meters long and hit Zhang Ruochen's head.
"Seven Apertures Blood Palm."
Zhang Ruochen raised his palm, and behind his body, a nine-foot-tall blood-red figure stood up slowly, releasing a mighty evil aura.
There were twelve wings on the back of the figure. Just the aura emitted suppressed Tan Zhongli's power to a certain extent.
"That's... Lord Pluto..."?
Tan Zhongli's momentum was slightly relieved, and even the force of the sword he slashed was not as sharp as before.
Zhang Ruochen smacked him with a palm, unleashing forty times the attack power and sending Tan Zhongli flying away.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen fired a second blow, continuing to explode with forty times the attack power, hitting Tan Zhongli's body and driving him into the ground again.
Tan Zhongli bleeds from seven holes, rushes out from the ground, and yells, "Even I can't attract Lord Pluto's aura, why can you?"
"Because you are too weak." Zhang Ruochen slapped his palm out again, and a huge bloody handprint appeared.
"Guiyuan sword."
Tan Zhongli slashed out with his sword, exploding the power of the holy magic to its extreme.
Being able to practice a holy art to great perfection in the semi-saint realm, Tan Zhongli is definitely an outstanding person among outstanding people.
However, Tan Zhongli's sword light only withstood two breaths of time before it could not withstand the force of Zhang Ruochen's palm. He vomited blood from his mouth and fell to the ground.
The blood-red handprints fell down, leaving a large fingerprint crater more than fifty meters long in the desert.
All the wild beasts around the pit were beaten to death.
"It's so amazing that a strong man who is comparable to a quasi-sage was unable to escape from his grasp and was suppressed one after another."
Feng Wanli's eyes were quite solemn. At this moment, he finally regarded Gu Linfeng as a strong man of the same level as him and did not dare to look down on him anymore.
Other undead vampires also discovered Tan Zhongli's crisis, but they were unable to go to the rescue because they were being frantically attacked by a beast king and more than a hundred sixth-level savage beasts.
Tan Zhongli's vitality was very tenacious. He crawled out of the big pit of handprints, unfolded four silver wings, and fled far away.
"Gu Linfeng, when I get through the first quasi-holy tribulation, I will definitely let you die without a burial place." Tan Zhongli said bitterly.
"Do you think you can still leave today?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
When his cultivation reaches the level of Tan Zhongli, he is already very difficult to kill.
In Yingsha City, Wan Huayu, the old man in purple, Huang Yanchen, and Zhang Ruochen, the four masters, all tried together, but they couldn't kill him.
Tan Zhongli naturally did not believe that Zhang Ruochen had the power to kill him, so he just sneered and continued flying deep into the desert.
Zhang Ruochen flicked his arm and knocked out the mirror of life and death, hanging it in mid-air, activating a thousand lines of destructive power.
The mirror of life and death immediately began to rotate, releasing a power that even the Beast King was afraid of.
"Wow!"
A beam of light flew out and hit Tan Zhongli's body, smashing his lower body into pieces and turning him into a ball of blood mist.
"No...you actually dare to use Qianwen's destructive power..."
A shrill scream came from Tan Zhongli's mouth.
His upper body was still flying, but the mirror of life and death continued to absorb the blood and energy from his body.
A moment later, Tan Zhongli turned into a mummy, fell from the air, and shattered into a ball of powder.
The Guiyuan Sword possesses an extremely intelligent weapon spirit. The blade gradually shrinks, becoming only the size of a palm, taking on the shape of a pair of silver wings. It is radiant, and looks like it is made of pure silver.
With a flash of silver light, the Guiyuan Sword penetrated the bodies of dozens of savage beasts and flew into the hands of an immortal vampire old man.
The old man from the Immortal Vampire Tribe glanced at Zhang Ruochen coldly and said harshly, "The Son of the Blood God Cult, this revenge will be recorded by the Qitian Tribe!"
Zhang Ruochen glanced at the old man, showed a faint smile, and then took back the mirror of life and death.
"Breaking through to the sixth level of Semi-Saint, firing one thousand lines of destructive power will still consume 40% of the holy energy. Shooting two thousand lines of destructive power should be the limit."
While Zhang Ruochen was running his skills to restore his holy energy, he rushed toward the colorful clouds.
"He is a powerful human being."?
The Fire-Golden Crow Beast King's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ruochen, with a cold look in his eyes.
It took out the horned skull, held it in the palm of its hand, and began to gather its strength, preparing to kill Zhang Ruochen first to avoid any accidents during the fight for the Holy Spiritual Spring.
Xiao Hei noticed the intention of the Fire-Golden Crow Beast King, his two round cat eyes showed a smile, and immediately gave an order to a sixth-level superior beast.
The sixth-level superior beast rose into the sky and rushed towards the Fire-Golden Crow Beast King.
At first, the Fire-Golden Crow Beast King didn't pay much attention. It wasn't until the sixth-level superior beast rushed within twenty feet of him that he realized something was wrong.
"Why don't you go back?" the Fire-Golden Crow Beast King scolded.
The sixth-level superior beast not only failed to obey his orders, but instead exploded into a sea of air, forming a destructive force that surged out in all directions.
"Boom!"
A circular energy aperture spreads outward quickly.
A savage beast comparable to a ninth-level semi-saint, the destructive power caused by the self-explosion of the sea of qi, can you imagine how terrifying it is?
The Fire-Golden Crow Beast King was the closest, turned into a ray of fire, flew out, and hit the cliff wall of the crack in the earth.
All the feathers on the surface of its body fell off, blood stained the sky red, and it was extremely injured.
Fortunately, at the last critical moment, the Fire-Golden Crow Beast King used the horned skull to block part of the huge power.
Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.
"He's actually not dead."
Xiao Hei noticed the vitality of the Fire-Golden Crow Beast King, shook his chubby head, and let out a long sigh, feeling quite disappointed.
He was just a hair away from killing a beast king. This kind of underhanded trick has the best effect the first time. The second time it is used, the beast kings will be on guard and it will be difficult for them to have another chance of success.
"Look, the thunder and lightning outside the colorful clouds have all disappeared!" An exclamation sounded.
The sixth-level superior beast exploded into the air sea, and the destructive energy formed actually broke the laws of heaven on the periphery of the colorful clouds, revealing the holy source of spiritual spring in the center of the clouds.