The fire dragon is more than two hundred meters long. Although it is made of condensed flames, it has obvious dragon horns, dragon scales, and dragon claws. It looks like a real dragon flying.
Saint Chenyi held his staff, stood inside the fire dragon, and escaped through the golden clouds.
"What a powerful Jie Ziyin. What kind of power is that?"
A fifty-second level spiritual saint was actually shocked to death in an instant.
In his mind, recalling the scene where Saint Chenxi was suppressed and killed, Saint Chenyi felt very frightened, and his whole body could not help but tremble.
The flame dragon flew quickly and quickly rushed a hundred miles away.
Saint Chen Yi breathed a sigh of relief. With his cultivation level, standing a hundred miles away, he had the confidence to dodge the Jie Zi Seal no matter how powerful it was.
Suddenly, Saint Chen Yi was surprised to find that the golden cloud formed by the Jie Zi Seal had actually covered the top of his head.
Not only that, a blue Milky Way appeared, crossing the sky, hundreds of miles long. Blue energy surged in the Milky Way, and fell downwards.
"not good."
Saint Chen Yi was horrified and raised his staff with both hands. Layers of flame apertures poured out from his feet, passing through his legs, waist, chest, and arms. Finally, thirty-six layers of flames all gathered at the
Staff.
"Burning Heaven Technique."
Saint Chen Yi let out a low roar and unleashed the strongest killing technique he had cultivated.
"Boom."
There was an explosion above the staff.
A circle of crimson flames, with the staff as the center, made a chirping sound and poured out in all directions.
In an instant, the entire world was enveloped in flames, as if it had turned into a copper furnace world, and all the vegetation for hundreds of miles around was turned into ashes in an instant.
Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen went all out to control the Jie Zi Seal, and the Jie Zi Seal became even larger, much like turning into a jade city, suspended in the clouds.
The Jie Ziyin shook violently, and then, the energy in the blue sky river became more turbulent, penetrating the flames and hitting the body of Saint Chenyi.
"How can you be so strong...I am...unwilling..."
A scream came from Saint Chen Yi's mouth.
The next moment, his body and staff exploded at the same time and turned into dust.
Another spiritual saint has fallen.
The cyan Milky Way shrank rapidly, flew back to the Jie Ziyin, and turned into a cyan light thread.
Huang Yanchen took the Jie Zi Seal back and it became only the size of a jade bowl, floating in the palm of her long, white and soft hand.
Zhang Ruochen was also a little surprised by the power of the Jie Zi Seal.
You must know that in the martial arts, Huang Yanchen has just broken through to the lower realm saint, and Zhang Ruochen is only a second calamity quasi-sage. However, the two of them relied on the power of the Jie Zi Seal to easily kill two fifty-two
A spiritual saint of the highest level.
Moreover, even though the two spiritual saints wanted to escape, they failed to do so.
Zhang Ruochen stared at the Jie Zi Seal in Huang Yanchen's hand, and saw that there were eight cyan threads in the Jie Zi Seal.
Just now, they just activated one of the light filaments, and a blue Milky Way appeared, bursting out with unparalleled power.
What will happen if eight cyan light filaments are activated at the same time?
Of course, with the two of them's cultivation, it is quite difficult to activate one of the cyan light threads, and it is difficult to control that power.
How easy is it to activate eight cyan light filaments at the same time?
Zhang Ruochen also took out a Jie Zi Seal and held it in his palm.
This is the world seal of Ouyang Huan, the son of the Demon Cult!
In the Jiezi Seal, there are also eight cyan threads.
After seizing the Jie Zi Seal, Zhang Ruochen had never studied it carefully. At this moment, he separated a stream of spiritual power and injected it into it.
The interior of Jie Ziyin is an endless world space that cannot be explored to the end.
In the world space, there are eight rolling blue rivers floating in the sky, carrying the extremely powerful power of the emperor. Zhang Ruochen's mental power had just approached, and the power escaping from the blue rivers instantly swallowed up his mental power.
Zhang Ruochen took a long breath, opened his eyes again, and said to himself: "A Jie Zi Seal, is it just a prototype of the world? However, this world..."
"Nothing." Huang Yanchen said.
Zhang Ruochen looked at Huang Yanchen with a questioning look.
Huang Yanchen said: "You guessed it right, Jie Ziyin is a prototype world. Of course, it is empty at this stage. Only when Jiezi's cultivation reaches the holy realm, can the rules of the holy way be continuously injected into it, so that
The prototype world gradually improved and eventually evolved into a real world."
"No wonder the nine world seals are called the strongest warriors refined by Chi Yao. They turned out to be nine prototype worlds."
Zhang Ruochen thought carefully, and then asked again: "What are the eight cyan light threads in the Jiezi Seal?"
Huang Yanchen pursed his lips and said, "Those are... the eight hair strands of the Queen."
"How can it be?"
Zhang Ruochen frowned and said: "I can feel that the eight cyan light strands are like eight celestial rivers, possessing the terrifying power of destroying the world. How can it be just eight hair strands?"
Huang Yanchen said: "In fact, it's just eight hairs. The Queen's cultivation level is probably close to that of a god. She may even be the same as the Thousand Bones Empress back then. Although she is not a god, she already has the strength to kill gods."
"Even a hair of the Queen contains endless rules of the Holy Way and the majestic power of the Emperor. Killing the Saint is like crushing an ant."
"Previously, we only stimulated part of the power of a hair. If we really called out its true body, the Saint of Morning Yi and Saint of Dawn would have been reduced to ashes."
It's just a strand of hair, but it's like a celestial river. At least, with Zhang Ruochen's current level of cultivation, he is still far from being able to withstand that power.
Huang Yanchen added: "The talented lady of the holy book once speculated that the power of a single hair of the queen would completely explode, and even the holy king would not be able to stop it."
Zhang Ruochen held his breath and felt an invisible pressure.
The gap is too big!
Even though he has become a saint in body now, he is still thousands of miles away from Chi Yao. Who knows how long it will take for him to practice before he can reach her level and face her head-on?
Zhang Ruochen looked at the Jie Zi Seal in his hand, and then put it away.
The real power of the Jie Zi Seal is not because it contains the eight hair strands of the Queen. Rather, it comes from itself.
When Jiezi's cultivation reaches a certain level, he will no longer need to borrow the power contained in the eight hairs.
Just imagine, if you knock out a prototype world, how terrible the destructive power can be?
What's more, as Jiezi continues to inject the rules of the holy way into it, the power of Jiezi Seal will become more and more powerful.
Of course, Zhang Ruochen is about to possess the Qiankun Realm, so there is no need to practice the Jiezi Seal. This will only consume a lot of time and delay cultivation.
No matter how powerful the Qiankun Realm and the Jiezi Seal are, in the end, one's own cultivation is the most important thing.
At the other end, the Sacred Food Flower absorbed the blood and essence of Princess Huangtian, and the flower buds on the top of the vine grew in size by a small circle. On the ground, the body of Princess Huangtian had turned into a pile of brown soil.
Looking at the blood-stained loess on the ground, Zhang Ruochen also sighed lightly.
No matter how beautiful you are, how talented you are, if you make a small mistake, then, the next moment, it is very likely that you will become a withered skeleton, or even no bones left.
For him, it was also a warning.
Zhang Ruochen took out the Ruyi Treasure Vase, put all the blood and energy of Saint Chenyi, Saint Chenxi, and Saint Tianluo into the bottle and preserved them.
Although the blood energy of spiritual power saints is not as good as that of martial arts saints, they still contain extraordinary energy and can cultivate the Holy Food Flower.
"It's a pity that the sacred hearts of the three spiritual saints have all been broken. That is the most valuable treasure in their bodies." Huang Yanchen said.
Zhang Ruochen's mentality was much more optimistic, and he smiled slightly: "In this battle, being able to kill Huang Tian Huang's daughter and three spiritual saints is already a great victory. When the news spreads back to the Northern Territory, the Huang Tian Blood Emperor will probably...
They will hate us to the core."
Huang Yanchen nodded, raised his head, and looked at the distant sky.
I saw that the flames and thunder and lightning that filled the sky gradually dissipated, and Mr. Mu Qian fell to the ground with blood all over his body, causing the ground to sink.
"The battle is over?"
Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen used their physical skills and rushed over quickly.
In the central area of the battlefield, there are still thunder and fire surging, and ordinary monks will die instantly if they get close to it.
Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen passed through the thunder and fire and found the body of Mr. Mu Qian.
Behind the two of them, there was a cold snort, and Chu Siyuan walked out leisurely, with a look of disdain on his face, and said: "The golden-robed elder of the Immortal Temple is nothing more than that. This sect leader only used some simple
He can no longer bear the tactics."
No matter how arrogant Chu Siyuan is, at least his strength is indeed quite terrifying, which makes Zhang Ruochen have to get to know him again.
"Perhaps we can let him deal with the leader's wife."
Zhang Ruochen thought so in his heart.
The leader's wife is a truly unfathomable figure, which makes Zhang Ruochen feel very afraid. Such a figure hiding in the Blood God Cult is simply a huge threat and must be eliminated as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen stood up, walked towards Chu Siyuan, bowed and said, "Thank you, senior, for helping me."
Chu Siyuan glanced at Zhang Ruochen lightly and asked: "The last time I saved you, it was because of Luo Xu. This time I saved you, it was because of Nalan girl. Tell me! What is your relationship with her?"
Zhang Ruochen knew that Chu Siyuan's arrival in Tiantai Prefecture must be related to the talented woman with a holy book.
"There must be a little bit of friendship!" Zhang Ruochen said.
A little friendship?
How could Chu Siyuan believe it? He was about to refute Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen immediately interrupted what he was about to say and said: "Actually, there is an undead vampire lurker in the Blood God Sect, whose strength is even stronger than Mr. Mu Qian. That person, I may not say, is even stronger than you, senior."
Be stronger."
Upon hearing the previous sentence, Chu Siyuan's eyes widened slightly, a little surprised.
Hearing the latter sentence, Chu Siyuan showed an unconvinced look. How could a mere lurker who was not a vampire be more powerful than the master of the Painting Sect?