No one expected that Prince Qitian would be so bold that he would dare to rush into the underground. Could it be that he wanted to compete head-on with the spirit of the world?
No matter whether he can succeed or not, he must not be allowed to succeed.
Wang Huanzhen flew out first, stepping on eight dragon shadows with his feet, his body radiating green light, and he swooped down.
What was surprising was that from the camp of the undead vampires, a monk who had survived two quasi-holy tribulations flew out and rushed straight towards Wang Huanzhen.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
Wang Huanzhen glanced forward and let out a roar.
He exhaled a breath, condensed into a sharp blue blade, and struck the second tribulation quasi-sage between the eyebrows.
The Second Tribulation Quasi-Saint showed an evil smile and said something that made everyone feel baffled: "As long as I can kill you, my death will be valuable."
I saw a chirping sound coming from the body of the Second Tribulation Quasi-Saint, and hot flames gushed out from the hundreds and thousands of pores in his body. Every inch of his skin turned golden and was rapidly expanding.
"No, he's going to explode into a sea of anger."
Wang Huanzhen's eyes showed a bright light. At this moment, it was too late to escape, so he had to fully mobilize the holy energy in his body and put his hands together.
"Shield."
The eight dragon shadows formed a ball and flew between Wang Huanzhen's hands, forming an eight-dragon shield.
The destructive power produced by a quasi-sage's self-explosion of the air sea is absolutely terrifying. It will affect hundreds of miles around. Saint-realm creatures may also perish if they are too close.
"Mirror of space."
Zhang Ruochen stretched out his right hand, and the space in front of his palm froze and turned into a crystal clear mirror, as if he was holding a spiritual mirror in his hand.
"Boom."
After the Quasi-Saint self-destructed, the destructive energy generated surged out in all directions with astonishing power. Even the solid Holy Mountain collapsed in an instant and turned into flat ground. Many places even melted into liquid droplets.
All the creatures that had no time to use defensive measures were sent flying by the impact, and among them, some weaker creatures died on the spot.
Except for the four Eight Dragon Martial Saints, almost all the indigenous monks in the Qinglong Ruins realm were wiped out.
There were also several ancient relics from various tribes of barbarian beasts that were wiped out in ashes because they were too close, leaving only huge skeletons that fell from the air.
The spatial mirror condensed by Zhang Ruochen not only blocked the destructive force, but also reflected the force back towards the three immortal vampire princes who were competing for the eighth holy flower.
Prince Motian stood in mid-air, glared at Zhang Ruochen, held the Emperor's Demon Killing Sword in both hands, and slashed down suddenly, trying to challenge Zhang Ruochen head-on.
"Bang."
The beam of light formed by the energy of destruction broke through the sword energy of the Emperor's Demon-Slaying Sword, and collided with Prince Motian, sending him flying high into the sky.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Monk Lidi, Long live Chi, and Qi Feiyu gained the upper hand, repelled the other immortal vampire monks, and snatched the eighth holy flower.
The destructive energy formed after the quasi-sage's self-destruction gradually dissipated.
Wang Huan rushed out of the wasteland in disgrace, his body covered in dirt, his head and clothes reduced to ashes, leaving only an ancient bronze armor still on his body.
The ancient bronze armor, called "Qinglong Emperor Armor", is the sacred weapon with the highest defensive power in the Qinglong Dynasty.
Precisely because he wore the Azure Dragon Emperor's armor, even if he stood at the center of the quasi-sage's self-destruction, Wang Huanzhen was not injured, but only looked a little embarrassed.
"When I seize the world spirit, I will definitely kill all of you extraterrestrial evil spirits."
Wang Huanzhen said a harsh word and prepared to rush into the ground again.
At this time, in the central area of the wasteland formed after the collapse of the Holy Mountain, a cyan beam of light broke out of the earth, penetrated the thick black clouds, broke through the atmosphere, and extended beyond the realm of Qinglong Ruins.
"Wow!"
More cyan beams of light flew out from the ground.
Suffering the impact of the cyan beam, Prince Qitian crashed through the soil and was thrown out of the ground.
He held the God-Destroying Cross Shield with both hands, but he was not seriously injured. He quickly regained his balance and fell back to the ground. His face turned red and green, and he said: "Everyone has already gone to destruction. The spirit of the world has
The power is actually so powerful."
Obviously, Prince Qitian failed to conquer the world spirit, but was knocked back by the power of the world spirit.
The spirit of the world is the master of the world, so it naturally has considerable power.
However, the Qinglong Ruins Realm has become exhausted, and its world spirit will fall into a very weak state.
Facts have proved that even the world spirit in its weakest state is difficult to suppress unless it can be recognized.
Wang Huanzhen looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "I am the son of the world, and the spirit of the world will only recognize me. You, a group of extraterritorial evil demons, who want to forcibly conquer the spirit of the world, are completely overestimating your capabilities."
There was a look of disgust in the eyes of Prince Qi Tian, and he looked at the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Dragon, Emperor Tianming, Qiu Yu, and Zhang Ruochen, and said: "Join together, first kill the Son of the World, and then compete fairly with the Spirit of the World. How about that?"
"good."
Emperor Tianming was the first to respond. The four pupils in his eyes shot out four beams of light and took the lead in attacking Wang Huanzhen.
"Then kill the son of the world first, so that he won't get in the way."
The Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon swung out its long keel whip, making a crackling sound, cracking the surrounding space until cracks appeared.
Prince Qitian jumped up, flew to a height of 100 meters, grabbed the God-Destroying Cross Shield, and smashed it down with the greatest strength.
Qiu Yu stepped on the ground with his soles, and a sacred flame tree grew out of the ground. Dozens of branches swept across it, tearing wide cracks in the land.
Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw that there were many cracks in the space and the earth was about to split. He thought to himself: "The spatial structure of the Qinglong Ruins Realm has become more fragile and may collapse at any time."
At the same time, Zhang Ruochen also launched an attack, activating Qianwen's destructive power and slashing away Shen Yuan's ancient sword.
Wang is really the number one genius in the Qinglong Ruins world. He is indeed quite powerful, and protected by the Qinglong Emperor's armor, he is completely invincible.
However, the five masters who attacked him were all ruthless characters rarely seen in the Kunlun world in ten thousand years. Even with his fighting power, he was beaten back repeatedly, with blood constantly spitting out from his mouth.
"Pfft."
The branches of the Flame God Tree swept over Wang Huanzhen's body and threw him away, causing his body to spin in mid-air.
Shen Yuan's ancient sword struck Wang Huanzhen on the back and collided with the Qinglong Emperor's armor, causing a large amount of sparks to appear. The impact force sent Wang Huanzhen flying again.
In the world of Qinglong Ruins, Wang Huanzhen has such a great reputation and is undefeated in a hundred battles. He is definitely a legendary figure.
However, now this successor figure, the undefeated myth, the son of the world, has been beaten like a ball, not to mention how miserable it is.
If he hadn't been wearing the Azure Dragon Emperor Armor, he would have been killed by the five masters long ago.
"Protect the son of the world and don't let the evil spirits outside the realm kill him."
The other three martial saints among the indigenous humans joined the battle and wanted to save Wang Huanzhen.
"court death."
Prince Qitian's body was full of rage, and he used all his strength to smash down the God-Destroying Cross Shield.
With a "bang", Hongguang Martial Saint, the oldest among the three martial saints, was beaten into the ground, and the sound of broken bones was heard.
After a while, a large amount of holy blood emerged from the ground.
Xuantian Martial Saint and Ningjing Martial Saint used the Heaven and Earth Sword Formation, but they still could not hold on for long. After three breaths, the two Martial Saints who looked like a couple of gods were jointly killed by the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Dragon and Qiu Yu. Even their
The holy body was burned to ashes by the flames.
Even the three Eight Dragon Martial Saints, facing the five masters, were like throwing three pebbles into the sea. They only made small circles of ripples and then perished completely.
The other creatures were all gasping for air, deeply aware of the gap between them and the first-line experts. One was in the sky, the other was on the ground, and there was an insurmountable gap in between.
Of course, the three Eight Dragon Martial Saints did not die in vain, at least they bought some time for the king.
Wang Huanzhen finally stabilized his figure and stood dozens of feet above the ground. He gritted his teeth and felt not only shame but also immense anger in his heart.
"Spirit of the world, listen to my call, become one with me, and join hands to slay demons."
Wang Huanzhen made a bloody opening on the wrist of his left hand, and the holy blood in his body continued to flow out.
Some of the holy blood fell to the ground and blended into the soil.
Some of the holy blood rose up and turned into blood mist.
"Ouch!"
Deep in the ground, a deafening dragon roar sounded. The sound resounded through the sky, shook the heaven and earth, and spread into the universe, making meteorites and asteroids tremble in the sky.
Fortunately, the creatures left in the Qinglong Ruins Realm are all top-level experts. Otherwise, just this sound could kill a low-level half-saint.
The cyan light beam became brighter, and an extremely powerful aura rushed towards the ground, breaking through the surface of the earth and flying towards Wang Huanzhen.
The spirit of the world is born!
It was a green dragon. Its body was not that big, only more than three meters long. It seemed to be carved from jade. Each dragon scale was quite delicate, with a mysterious and infinite charm. It was simply the incarnation of the way of heaven.
Seeing the birth of the world spirit, the eyes of all the creatures became fanatical. It was more exciting than seeing a naked beauty, and the blood all over the body boiled.
"We cannot let the Son of the World merge with the Spirit of the World, otherwise, we will all die here."
Emperor Tianming used an ancient power, turned into a ray of white light, rushed in front of Wang Huanzhen, hit him on the chest with a palm, and shouted: "Heavenly Kill Ten Powers."
"Bang bang!"
In less than half an instant, Emperor Tianming's palm changed ten seals in a row, and all of them hit Wang Huanzhen's chest, exploding with ten levels of energy.
This is a martial art similar to "beating an ox across a mountain", but it is countless times more advanced than "beating an ox across a mountain". The force and energy pushed out can penetrate the Qinglong Emperor's armor.
All the internal organs in Wang Huanzhen's body were completely shattered, and they were thrown out like a ray, flying to the sky. It is not known whether he is alive or dead?
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