The second thousand nine hundred and forty-four chapters are destroyed
Outside the Goddess City, auras of various colors surged like a tidal wave.
"If you are not convinced, please step forward!"
Zhang Ruochen stepped on a huge dragon head of the Nine-Headed Dragon God, suppressing the remaining spiritual will of this peerless great god. His eyes looked in all directions, and all the gods in heaven were horrified.
That was the Nine-Headed Dragon God, the most powerful person in the Western Dragon Clan, and his body was broken into pieces with just one punch?
Looking at the collapsed land in front of Zhang Ruochen, the ground was filled with space fragments and a void of light. Even though the ancient gods who dominated the world were present, they couldn't help but feel cold all over.
Yuyao wept with joy, knowing that finally a powerful man from the heavens stood up to uphold justice. He folded his arms and bowed to the sky in violation of the unique etiquette of the gods.
The battle between Chi Xingtian, Jia Tianxia, and the famous sword gods stopped. The three great gods stood in the air, their moods were solemn.
A god from the hell realm has arrived. Chi Xingtian knows his transformation skills, and he is afraid that it will be difficult to hide them. He feels a little guilty and plans to find an opportunity to escape.
Chi Xingtian laughed loudly: "Grandma Tian is here! The heaven from my hell realm is coming. If you don't escape, I'm afraid you won't have a chance!"
Jia Tianxia said: "You think we are so easily frightened? I don't know how far away Tianmu is, but she just passed on her divine power to Zhang Ruochen. It is still unknown whether the real body will come over!"
"So what if Grandma Tian comes in person? In my heaven, there are also gods in this star field." The famous sword god stood in a sword field, with a fierce expression and a heroic appearance, just like an immortal in the sword.
Chi Xingtian was speechless. If these guys didn't escape, how could he escape?
When the hell army arrives, especially if the real Blood-Destroying War God arrives, what should he, the fake Blood-Destroying War God, do?
"Tough! You are so tough. Even I, the Blood God of War, admire your courage."
Chi Xingtian almost didn't curse loudly and continued: "Even if Tianmu doesn't come in her true form, my grandson can still deal with you. Didn't you see that Hydra's divine body was broken into pieces with one punch by him? Don't you think you have any idea?
Aren’t you afraid?”
The Lord of the Soul Realm had dense shadows of souls floating above his head, and his voice was gloomy: "The Nine-Headed Dragon God was extremely injured, and his body was almost completely corroded by the air of death. Zhang Ruochen wants to scare us away with this punch, really.
Do you think I have been practicing in vain for hundreds of thousands of years?"
"Today I am here to ask Master Tian about his methods. If you are lucky enough to win, or if you accidentally kill your old man's divine envoy, please do not be like this junior!"
"boom!"
A dark black soul mist rose up under the Lord of the Soul Realm, overwhelming the sky and rushing toward Zhang Ruochen.
In the soul mist, fierce ghosts roared, the air was freezing cold, and the entire earth turned into frozen soil.
Everyone could see the insidiousness and cunningness of the Lord of the Soul Realm. He was clearly attacking Zhang Ruochen, but claimed to be asking Tian Lao for advice. In this way, even if he lost, he could still maintain his reputation.
He spoke very forcefully, but he was reserved in his attacks. He didn't dare to get close to Zhang Ruochen at all. This attack was purely a test of Zhang Ruochen's strength.
Zhang Ruochen punched out, and the phantom of Tianhe and the fist wind collided with the soul mist.
However, the soul mist cannot be dispelled.
The soul mist is stranded, pervasive, and broken into parts, just like the mist threads combined with the regular divine patterns, bypassing the phantom of the Milky Way.
Yu Yao's face changed, and he said secretly: "No! Although Zhang Ruochen borrowed Tianmu's divine power, his martial arts cultivation has been abolished, and there are no rules for how to use it. The tactics used are still at the level of secular martial arts.
You can’t see through the mystery of the top gods’ methods at all. How can you defeat an ancient god like the Lord of the Soul Realm with just your powerful divine power?”
Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was forced to defend passively by the Lord of the Soul Realm and was completely at a disadvantage, the nervous look on the faces of the gods in heaven disappeared and smiles appeared.
The Sanjia Blood Ancestor said: "Zhang Ruochen is still too young after all, and his understanding of martial arts is still at the level of the Holy Realm. What can he do even if he borrows Tianmu's divine power?"
"You can't say that! Zhang Ruochen's opponent is the Lord of the Soul Realm. If it were us, someone could beat us to death with just one punch."
The Soul Realm ranks 31st in the Western Universe. To be able to become the lord of such a powerful realm, one's status in the world is definitely at the top level.
Zhang Ruochen has only been practicing for a thousand years, but to be able to fight against a divine overlord of this level, and fight back and forth, is already an extraordinary thing in the eyes of many gods.
After all, even if you borrow powerful divine power, you still need to be able to use it.
Obviously, with Zhang Ruochen's age and cultivation level, being able to use it to such an extent has already eluded many gods present.
The third elder of Zhen Mie smiled and said: "It seems that as long as we don't have a close confrontation with him, and just rely on mystical magical powers and the use of regular divine patterns, he, the so-called angel, has nothing to fear."
Xuan Daodao: "The gods of the hell realm have already moved! You enter the city immediately and be sure to take control of Xing Huantian's world-protecting formation before they arrive. Just leave this place to me!"
The third elder of Zhen Mie was secretly worried. He knew that the matter was of great importance and did not dare to delay at all. He immediately stepped out of a river of spiritual power and headed straight for the city of the goddess.
Yuyao wanted to take action to intercept, but was unable to do so. He was suppressed by the mental power of the third elder of the formation and was unable to move.
"I will kill you today to avoid endless trouble in the future."
The third elder of Formation Mie kept walking into the city, and pointed at Yuyao with his hand, and a large formation flew out spinning like a millstone, crushing towards her.
Yuyao was seriously injured and suppressed by the opponent's mental power. How could he withstand this blow?
The large formation continued to press down, the chariot shattered the ground, and the air emitted explosive sounds. Yu Yao tried his best to hold up his hands, but he could not stop the formation from falling. The blood in the wound was continuously sucked by the vortex power emitted by the formation.
Walk.
"Wow!"
A golden moon flew out, turned rapidly, and struck the formation.
The formation shook violently, but did not break.
Like a big bird, Zhang Ruochen flew down from a distance, grabbed the diamond moon wheel that was bounced back by the formation, and struck out with the second blow.
"Boom!"
The formation was finally split open, and the inscriptions dispersed.
A strange look appeared in the eyes of the third elder of Formation Mie. He didn't expect Zhang Ruochen to throw away the Lord of the Soul Realm so quickly and rush over. Ignoring Zhang Ruochen, he rushed towards the Goddess City.
"Leave it to me!"
Zhang Ruochen's speed increased greatly. He intercepted the third elder of the Formation Destruction on top of the city wall and struck him down with a wave of his hand.
The palm power is strong, the divine light is bright, and the phantom of a dragon elephant appears.
What was used was the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm.
However, the dragon soul, elephant soul, and tiger soul in Zhang Ruochen's arm are no longer there, and there is no need for these external assistance at all. The palm print is made to directly manifest the origin of the avenue.
The current phantom of the dragon elephant is not the soul of the dragon soul, but the concrete manifestation of Zhang Ruochen's martial arts thoughts.
The movements are like a dragon and the palms are like an elephant, which is the momentum of the dragon and the elephant.
This is the true dragon-elephant prajna, the true return to nature!
In the past, refining dragon souls and elephant souls was only to assist in understanding the true meaning of dragon-elephant prajna, and it was also to use the power of dragon-elephant to make up for the lack of one's own strength.
The third elder of Formation Mie looked up and could not see Zhang Ruochen. He could only see a dragon and an elephant hanging above his head.
The divine dragon swings its claws, and the claws can tear the sky apart.
The giant elephant steps on it with enough power to crush the earth.
He raised his staff, lit up a divine formation, and held it above his head.
Zhang Ruochen's palm fell, causing the divine array to vibrate endlessly, and light waves spread across the sky. The scene was so spectacular that all the monks in the Goddess City worshiped her.
Xue Tu, who had just recovered from his injuries, climbed up from the lake. He was all wet. When he saw Zhang Ruochen pressing the divine formation on the distant city wall, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
"Such a powerful force. How come Zhang Ruochen suddenly became so defiant that he could challenge the top gods?" He didn't know what happened, and his heart suffered an unprecedented shock.
The third elder of Zhen Mie laughed dryly: "Zhang Ruochen, even if Grandma Tian lends you divine power, you are still just a small person after all. With your martial arts, you can't break through my protective Heavenly Realm Divine Formation."
Zhang Ruochen's voice was almost ruthless: "Really?"
Six divine swords flew out from his palm that was pressed down, dragging out six extremely bright lights. The sword energy filled the heaven and earth, and the divine light shone in all directions.
The famous sword god's eyes flashed, and he said: "No, Zhang Ruochen has a divine sword at his disposal!"
"Swish!"
The sound of swords resounded through the clouds, and the six divine swords shattered the protective array of the third elder of Formation Mie, fell on him, and chopped his body into eighteen thousand pieces.
The rain of blood is like flowers, flying one after another.
Jia Tianxia had a look of disbelief on his face and said: "Six divine swords!"
These four words seemed to be squeezed out from the teeth.
Even if an ancient god like Jia Tianxia, who has a lot of knowledge, is like this, the other heavenly gods can only imagine how shocked they are.
Many of them wanted a supreme holy weapon, but they couldn't get it. Zhang Ruochen, a spiritual god, wielded six divine swords.
Is there any heavenly principle?
Zhang Ruochen used Tianmu's divine power to activate the six divine swords. The power of the divine weapons burst out from the six swords suppressed the divine power of all the gods present, as if the sword ancestor was reborn.
"Lend me the gourd!"
Zhang Ruochen grabbed him from the air and took away Xue Tu's gourd.
Open the gourd and put in the mental power, thoughts and soul of the third elder of the Array.
Even with the divine sword in hand, it is still extremely difficult to completely kill a being like the Third Elder of Formation, whose spiritual power exceeds the eightyth level. We can only suppress him inside the gourd first. This gourd is passed down by the God of Death.
Blood massacre is naturally extraordinary.
The Lord of the Soul Realm was still as relaxed and natural as before, and said: "Zhang Ruochen actually has six divine swords, and with the blessing of Tianmu's divine power, no matter how mysterious our magical powers are, he can still cut them with one sword. Now it's difficult to deal with it.
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Xuan Yi was still very calm and said: "So what if I have the divine sword in my hand? In terms of swordsmanship, who in the world can match the famous sword god?"
The famous sword god inspired the secrets of swordsmanship and controlled the rules of swordsmanship between heaven and earth. Suddenly, thousands of sword energies flying around Zhang Ruochen dissipated, and the six divine swords were on the verge of collapse.
Seizing the opportunity, the hanging lightning rod in Jia Tianxia's hand flew straight towards Zhang Ruochen with hundreds of thunder and lightning.