Wei Longxing is considered quite young among the monks of the same realm. He has broad shoulders and a resolute face. The five-colored holy armor on his body is a defensive holy object. Even if he just stands there casually, it is like stepping on a piece of multi-colored armor.
Xiangyun.
Wei Longxing stared at Zhang Ruochen who was sitting cross-legged on the ground unable to move. He showed a rather proud smile and said: "His Royal Highness the Son of God is indeed the first genius of the Blood God Religion. He is only at the sixth level of semi-saint. His explosive combat power is...
But it makes me a little afraid."
"Of course, it is precisely because of this that I had to rush out of the encirclement of wild beasts outside Yingsha City and rush here."
"I know very well that I will only have the chance to kill you before you break through to the seventh level of Half-Saint. I must not let you grow up, otherwise, I can only wait to die or be on the run."
"It seems that I was lucky and caught up with a good opportunity. If not, you used Qianwen's destructive power and exhausted your holy energy. I would have to spend a lot of effort to deal with you."
At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was in extremely poor condition. Not only was he injured, but his holy energy was exhausted and his body was weak.
Because of this, Wei Longxing was not in a hurry to kill him, but showed off his upcoming achievements in front of him like a winner.
Wei Longxing smiled and said: "The black holy flower, the seventh-grade holy source spirit liquid, the mirror of life and death, and the seven-kill glove are all treasures that make the saints' hearts beat. With them, my strength will definitely rise again.
It is completely possible to cross the sea spirit seal and become the most powerful person in the holy realm of the Blood God Religion. At that time, the so-called Saint of the Blood God Religion was just a plaything of mine... Oh... By the way, it seems
None of this should be yours."
Wei Longxing deliberately wanted to anger Zhang Ruochen and wanted to see what he would look like when he was desperate and angry.
To his disappointment, Zhang Ruochen seemed very calm from beginning to end, without any mood swings.
Wei Longxing looked around, his eyes gradually turned cold, and said: "Where did you hide the black holy flower?"
Zhang Ruochen had already put the black sacred flower into the space ring, but Wei Longxing didn't know this.
Zhang Ruochen raised his eyelids, a sarcastic smile appeared on his pale face, and said: "Of course I hid it."
"Where is it hidden?" Wei Longxing asked.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Of course it's hidden on my body."
Wei Longxing naturally didn't believe Zhang Ruochen's words. The diameter of the black holy flower was at least four meters. If it were hidden on his body, how could it not be seen?
"It's come to this point, and you still dare to tease me. You really think I don't dare to kill you."
Wei Longxing's five fingers spread out and formed into a claw shape. There were wisps of air surging between his fingers, and he grabbed Zhang Ruochen's neck.
"First destroy your body, and then torture your holy soul. If you don't believe me, you won't be able to find out the whereabouts of the black holy flower."
In an instant, Wei Longxing had reached Zhang Ruochen and pinched his neck with five fingers, trying to force him.
He held a black elixir between his two fingers and pressed it on Wei Longxing's body first.
"Bang."
The black elixir exploded, forming a large sheet of deathly evil energy that completely enveloped Wei Longxing's body like ink.
The evil spirit of death penetrated Wei Longxing's body from the gaps in the five-colored holy armor, corroding his body and making a chirping sound.
Gradually, his skin gradually turned black.
Zhang Ruochen used his powerful mental power to condense a purple thunder ball in his palm and hit Wei Longxing's heart.
Wei Longxing is worthy of being a top expert under the "Half Saint Ranking" and "Half Saint Foreign Ranking". Even though he was corroded by the evil spirit of death, he still managed to strike out hastily.
"Bang!"
The two palms collided together.
Zhang Ruochen flew backwards and fell dozens of feet away, his injuries aggravated.
Zhang Ruochen's holy energy was exhausted and he could only rely on his spiritual power to fight.
However, with his forty-ninth-level mental strength, he could only compete with mid- to late-level ninth-level semi-saint monks, and there was still a big gap between him and Wei Longxing.
Wei Longxing took three steps back, immediately stabilized his steps, and began to run his exercises, temporarily suppressing the evil spirit of death.
"Gu Linfeng, you actually... still have a trump card..."
Wei Longxing gritted his teeth, feeling so angry that he almost capsized in the gutter.
He prepared to fight to the death, kill Gu Linfeng, and then go all out to refine the evil spirit of death that invaded his body.
Zhang Ruochen took out a volume of imperial edict, still showing a calm and calm expression, and said: "The next time I see you, it will be your death."
A layer of white brilliance appeared above the imperial edict, wrapping Zhang Ruochen's body.
The next moment, Zhang Ruochen exploded with a speed comparable to that of a saint and flew into the sky. "You can't escape."
Wei Longxing was very determined to kill him, so he also took out a volume of imperial edict, aroused the power in it, and chased after Zhang Ruochen.
Not long after, Zhang Ruochen arrived thousands of miles away. He turned around and took a look, feeling that Wei Longxing's aura was approaching.
"Really persevering."
A cold light flashed in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.
Later, Zhang Ruochen once again inspired the power of the imperial edict, changed to another direction, and continued to escape.
The two of them chased and escaped, but they didn't know how far they flew.
After more than ten flights in a row, Zhang Ruochen finally got rid of Wei Longxing.
You must know that what Zhang Ruochen used was an imperial edict, a blood-seal imperial edict written with her own blood by a talented woman with a holy book. The holy power contained in it was far greater than an ordinary imperial edict.
Wei Longxing naturally couldn't catch up with him.
The desert at the center of the Qinglong Ruins Realm is unknown how vast it is. Zhang Ruochen calculated that he had flown 70,000 to 80,000 miles, but still had not reached the edge of the desert.
Still in the desert, entering a completely unfamiliar area.
"Wei Longxing may catch up at any time, and we must heal his injuries as soon as possible."
Zhang Ruochen took out the Divine Wood Diagram of the Universe, released the Elephant-Swallowing Rabbit and the Demon Ape, and briefly told them the current situation.
"I want to enter the world of picture scrolls to heal my wounds. You should take the Shenmu Diagram of the Universe with you and move around in the desert as much as possible. Don't stay in one place all the time."
After saying this, Zhang Ruochen immediately entered the picture scroll world and began to recover from his injuries.
The two dead wood pills purchased at the auction house have been used for a long time. Now, Zhang Ruochen can only take ordinary healing pills and heal his injuries step by step.
Fortunately, he was not seriously injured.
Mainly because the holy energy is exhausted, the body becomes very weak.
With the help of the majestic spiritual energy and life breath emanating from the Jietian Divine Tree, it took half a day for Zhang Ruochen's injuries to heal, and the holy energy in his body returned to a full state.
Zhang Ruochen immediately communicated with the Tunxiang Rabbit outside the scroll and learned that Wei Longxing had not caught up, so he was not in a hurry to leave the world of the scroll.
"Take this opportunity to sanctify all the thirty-six orifices on both hands and arms. Perhaps, you can also use this to raise your cultivation level to the peak of the sixth-level semi-saint."
Zhang Ruochen took out a jar of divine blood, stretched out a palm, and raised it slightly.
A stream of holy energy surged out from the palm of his hand and entered the sacred wooden jar.
"Wow——"
More than a hundred drops of divine blood flew out of the jar at the same time, floating in all directions around Zhang Ruochen, emitting a radiance as bright as the stars.
With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level, he no longer needs to refine the divine blood drop by drop. Such refining speed is too slow.
Zhang Ruochen unfolded his hands, and then the seven orifices in his palms also opened.
The divine blood suspended in mid-air each overflowed with a thin red thread, which was connected to the seven orifices in Zhang Ruochen's palm.
The power of divine blood is continuously pouring into Zhang Ruochen's meridians and holy veins, and is beginning to sanctify the other sixteen acupoints on both arms.
After spending half a month, Zhang Ruochen refined nearly 600 drops of divine blood, and finally sanctified all the 36 acupoints on his hands and arms.
Zhang Ruochen raised his arms slightly, and the sound of dragons and roars immediately sounded in the air.
The phantoms of a dragon and an elephant appeared, standing on his left and right sides, emitting a surge of holy power.
The two arms, compared with before, have obvious changes, they appear crystal clear, as if they were carved from crystal.
"This is a pair of holy arms. If it collides with an ordinary thousand-patterned holy weapon-level sword, it will probably not be injured."
Zhang Ruochen took out the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword and wanted to test the strength of his arms.
However, in the end, he still resisted the urge. After all, Shen Yuan's Ancient Sword was not an ordinary sacred weapon with thousands of patterns. It was too sharp, and even the holy arm would probably not be able to stop it.
"With a pair of holy arms, I wonder if I can win in an arm wrestling match with a lower-level saint?" Zhang Ruochen felt his hands full of power, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Although the lower realm saint has entered the holy realm, his physical body has not been sanctified. In a real arm-wrestle, he may not be able to beat Zhang Ruochen.
After this training, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation reached the peak of the sixth-order semi-saint, and, vaguely, it seemed as if he was about to reach the seventh-order semi-saint realm.
In his current state, he only needs to take a seventh-grade Saint Yuan Dan to break through the realm immediately.
"With my current strength, even if I encounter the Fire-Golden Crow Beast King at its peak, I can still fight it to the bitter end."
Zhang Ruochen practiced the palm technique a few more times and mastered the power of the holy arm before he walked out of the picture scroll world.
I have been practicing in the world of Tujuan for more than half a month, but in fact, less than two days have passed in the outside world.
"where is this place?"
Zhang Ruochen looked ahead and couldn't help but frown.
Under his feet was a blood-red desert. The sand and rocks seemed to be soaked in blood. Even the sky was blood-red, giving people a very strange feeling.
All around, there are mountains of weathered rock, some even as high as a thousand feet, showing a strange shape, much like some ancient beast.
Tun Xiangtu said: "I don't know."
"I don't know, you still dare to break in?"
Zhang Ruochen instinctively sensed that this area was full of danger and was definitely not a peaceful place.
Tun Xiangtu looked innocent and said: "It was you who told us not to always stay in one place, but to move around. Who would have thought that if we accidentally broke into this area, we would not be able to get out.