More than twenty miles apart, Zhang Ruochen still felt strong spatial fluctuations.
Before attacking the Xumi Dojo, Zhang Ruochen had heard that there were monks who practiced the Way of Time and the Way of Space and were studying the space inscriptions and time imprints left by the holy monk Xumi in the dojo.
They are either from the heaven world or have good relations with the heaven world, so naturally they want to help the heaven world.
Zhang Ruochen controlled the purple sacred mountain and bombarded it in one direction. The thick purple energy surged out and collided with the sixteen sacred bones that were fixed in the space.
The sixteen holy kings who controlled the divine bones were instantly blasted away, their holy clothes shattered, and they fell to the ground in a panic.
A huge hole appeared in this space anchored by ninety-nine divine bones, and Zhang Ruochen and others rushed through it.
Although the purple sacred mountain was extremely powerful, it was extremely heavy. Even with the help of Emperor Yi's evil spirit to support it, Zhang Ruochen's speed was still very slow, and he was caught up by Shang Ziyan in an instant.
"The monks who want to rescue the Kunlun Realm must first pass my test."
Shang Ziyan grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands at the same time. Suddenly, the crimson holy sword emitted a dazzling firelight. Above the sword body, the clouds turned fiery red and started to rotate.
That power made the saint kings below tremble with fear.
"Boom."
The holy sword slashed down and collided with the purple sacred mountain again, forming a circle of extremely powerful air waves.
All the holy kings supporting the divine bones were knocked away.
The purple sacred mountain trembled violently and fell downwards. Zhang Ruochen and Yihuang Evil Spirit rushed over from below.
"Is this Shang Ziyan's true power?"
Xie Chengzi and Shi Shenghua each fired a stream of holy energy and struck it on the purple sacred mountain. Combining the four powerful forces, they finally withstood Shang Ziyan's attack.
Shang Ziyan held the red holy sword and suppressed it on top of the purple sacred mountain, making Zhang Ruochen and others unable to move.
The next moment, the third "Shang Ziyan" came out of Shang Ziyan's body.
The third one, Shang Ziyan, is still in peak condition and as powerful as the other two.
"How can we fight like this?"
Shi Shenghua was stunned, then smiled bitterly.
Originally, she thought that Zhang Ruochen was already perverted enough that it would be difficult to encounter an enemy in his same realm.
However, Shang Ziyan seems to be even more defiant.
If the three Shang Ziyans attack together and are in the same realm, Zhang Ruochen may not be able to win even if he uses the power of time and space.
The third Shang Ziyan flew down and appeared opposite Zhang Ruochen, saying: "I told you a long time ago that the trap here is deeper than you imagined. I gave you the opportunity to negotiate before, why didn't you cherish it?
Woolen cloth?"
"You are really awesome, beyond my expectation."
Zhang Ruochen tried his best to stay calm, but in his heart, he felt like he had more than enough ambition but not enough power.
Among the monks of his generation, Shang Ziyan is as powerful as Zhang Ruochen has ever seen. Of course, the key is that his cultivation level is much higher than his.
If Zhang Ruochen's cultivation reaches the realm of the Seven-Step Saint King, then so what if the three Shang Ziyans are there, they may not be his opponents.
"It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world."
With a bang, Shang Ziyan stepped on the ground with his right foot.
Suddenly, a burst of cold air surged out and condensed into an ice and snow tyrannosaurus, rushing towards Zhang Ruochen and others.
Before the Ice and Snow Tyrannosaurus arrived, Zhang Ruochen, Eater Holy Flower, Xie Chengzi, and Yihuang Evil Spirit's bodies were already covered with a thick layer of frost.
"Where did that bastard Xiao Hei go?" Zhang Ruochen was speechless in his heart.
He usually likes to brag, but at critical moments he actually disappears.
"Wow——"
A figure flew out, blocked in front of Zhang Ruochen and others, and slashed out with a sword. An overwhelming amount of sword energy flew out, blasting the ice and snow tyrannosaurus to pieces.
This person is an older Nine-Step Saint King next to the woman in palace attire, and his sword skills are very domineering.
Shang Zixuan's eyes darkened, and he stared behind him. When he saw the woman in palace clothes sitting on the chariot couch, he said, "How dare you ignore my warning?"
The woman in palace clothes smiled: "There is no way, someone wants me to save Zhang Ruochen's life no matter what."
The six nine-step holy kings stood at the six positions of the chariot couch, each sending out a torrent of holy energy. Immediately, an ancient mirror rose up and suppressed Shang Ziyan.
That mirror is like a bloody sun, hanging in the air.
The blood energy sprayed out from the mirror soon turned the entire island into a sea of blood energy mist.
The aura emanating from the ancient mirror was so powerful that the monks from the Heaven Realm and the Kunlun Realm stopped temporarily and looked over in surprise.
"Is that the legendary supreme holy weapon, the Blood Sea Magic Mirror?" a monk from the Kunlun Realm exclaimed.
There are many legends about the Blood Sea Magic Mirror. Eight hundred years ago, the Blood Queen after the Nine Emperors and Three Queens of the Kunlun Realm used the Blood Sea Magic Mirror to sweep across the world, rarely encountering an opponent.
Even Emperor Qing and Emperor Ming could not compete with her.
After the death of the Blood Queen, the Blood Sea Magic Mirror disappeared in the Kunlun Realm.
Jiutian Xuannv stared at the ancient mirror, shook her head, and said: "It's not the real Blood Sea Magic Mirror, it's just an imitation, but it's still quite powerful. There is no supreme power in the mirror, but there is an extremely powerful one.
Holy power."
The ancient mirror sacrificed by six nine-step saint kings was quite powerful, making Shang Zixuan's eyes become more solemn than ever before, and he took out a silver-white tower.
The nearby kings of the heaven realm fired their holy energy together and poured into the Silver Pagoda.
The exquisite small tower that was originally only a few inches high turned into a holy tower hundreds of feet high, releasing the supreme power and resisting the ancient mirror.
That small silver-white tower is called "Ten Thousand Refinements Tower".
There are seven Wanlian Pagodas in total, and together they form a supreme holy weapon.
Of course, Shang Ziyan only obtained a Tower of Ten Thousand Refinements, and the power it unleashed was far from being comparable to the real Supreme Saint Artifact.
However, Shang Ziyan, together with nearly a hundred holy kings, controlled the Ten Thousand Refining Tower, and it was not difficult to deal with the Blood Refining Magic Mirror. On the contrary, he had the upper hand.
Suddenly the battle turned into a tug-of-war.
Shang Ziyan, who was standing on the top of the purple sacred mountain, said: "Zhang Ruochen, is there any point in continuing to resist? Those monks in Kunlun Realm are all useless and they can't break through the space trap outside Xumi Dojo."
"There are more than 180 holy kings in the heaven world. Go and kill them. Soon they will all be wiped out. If you deal with them, your death will be over."
Zhang Ruochen knew very well that Shang Ziyan was trying to attack his heart, so he laughed and said: "You underestimate the monks in the Kunlun world! There are many outstanding people and geniuses in the Kunlun world, but they have not accumulated enough. As long as they grow up, they will surely shine brightly.
of brilliance.”
Shang Ziyan said: "Then keep your eyes open and watch how they are killed one by one. The Kunlun Realm has declined after all, and it is impossible to return to its former glory."
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"Shang Zixuan's strength is really terrifying. He can actually fight against three forces at the same time. If he can cultivate to the realm of the Nine-step Saint King, who else under the Great Sage can fight with him?"
Many of the monks in the Kunlun Realm felt palpitated, having never seen such a terrifying enemy.
Luo Xu, Jiutian Xuannv, Li Xian and others were in no mood to watch the battle and were thinking hard about countermeasures.
There was a space trap blocking the way in front of them, and a large number of strong men from the Holy King Realm were chasing after them. They were caught in a dilemma.
"Use the Jie Zi Seal to anchor the space."
Beigong Lan, one of the nine realms, took out the realm seal and held it in the palm of his hand.
Jie Ziyin collected countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures for Queen Chi Yao, and refined the treasure. Inside it is a prototype world.
As for the Jiezi Seal, as several Jiezi continue to grow, they will absorb the rules of the holy way they have cultivated, become more and more powerful, and eventually turn into a supreme holy weapon, and may even become a divine weapon.
The nine realm seals are the nine escape routes left by Queen Chi Yao for the Kunlun realm.
Such a treasure is mysterious and unpredictable, and naturally has the power to anchor itself in space.
Monk Lidi stopped Bei Gonglan, his eyes became golden, and he stared ahead, saying: "Wait a minute. There are not only space inscriptions here, but also time imprints. It should be the formation arranged by the disciples of the Temple of Time."
Monk Lidi refined the golden body of the Buddha Emperor and possessed a holy body at the level of a great sage. Naturally, those eyes were also the eyes of a great sage.
As long as he circulates Buddha energy, injects it into his eyes, and stimulates the lines of the Great Sage's rules in his pupils, he can see the time mark.
"Zhang Ruochen and the others are fighting Shang Ziyan desperately. We must not hold back. Even if there is a time formation in front of us, we can only rush forward and must not retreat." Luo Xu said solemnly.
"Maybe I can give it a try."
Xue Wuye walked out, spreading his hands, with time imprint appearing on one hand and space imprint appearing on the other hand.
These two brands were given to him by the holy monk Xumi.
As Xue Wuye cultivated to the realm of the Holy King, the power erupted from the two brands became more and more powerful.
After a while.
A series of explosions came from the direction of the Xumi Dojo, and all the space traps and time imprints on the outside of the dojo were broken. Xue Wuye exhausted all his holy energy and fell softly to the ground with a bang.
Seeing the monks from the Kunlun Realm pouring into the Xumi Dojo, the expressions of the three Shang Ziyans changed slightly.
Taking advantage of the moment when Shang Ziyan was distracted, Zhang Ruochen took back the purple mountain and turned it into a piece of purple stone in his hands.
Before Shang Ziyan's red holy sword slashed down, Zhang Ruochen took the Holy Flower of Food, Xie Chengzi, and the Yihuang evil spirit across the space, moved out, appeared on top of the colorful merit monument, and at the same time asked another Shang Ziyan
Launch an attack.
"Boom."
Shang Ziyan snorted coldly, stretched out his arms, and suddenly a circle of scorching flames flew out, sending Zhang Ruochen, Xie Chengzi, Yihuang Evil Spirit, and the Sacred Food Flower flying backwards.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the little Taoist Zhenmiao used the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror to blow away the colorful merit monument, escaped from the trap, and joined Zhang Ruochen and others.
"Walk."
Without stopping for a moment, Zhang Ruochen used the Great Space Movement and disappeared with them in place.
When they appeared again, they were already standing outside the Xumi Dojo.
Zhang Ruochen turned around and took a look, only to see that the woman in palace clothes took away the ancient mirror and flew to the sky alone, disappearing into the night.
Only six nine-step saint kings were left, still trying to contain Shang Ziyan.
"Who is she? Why do you want to help me? Why do those masters of the Nine-step Saint King realm listen to her orders?"