After Shen Yuan's ancient sword cut off the body of the crocodile-headed dead saint, it flew towards the other three dead saints.
The first great saint of the dead was shot through the center of his eyebrow.
Second, the head is separated from the body.
The third one had his chest broken.
The three great saints of the dead had all taken precautions in advance and mobilized their ultimate defensive power.
But it's no use.
The first Great Saint of the Dead held up the Dao Domain, but was broken open by Shen Yuan's Ancient Sword. The second Great Saint of the Dead used his soldiers to resist, but was cut off by Shen Yuan's Ancient Sword.
With the current sharpness of Shen Yuan's ancient sword, how can an ordinary king's sacred weapon withstand it?
Three mutilated corpses fell on the seabed, and the water became even brighter red.
The life force of the Great Sage is so powerful that even if his body is shattered, it will have a chance to re-condensate. However, after the four Great Sages, including the crocodile-headed Death Race great sage, were struck by Shen Yuan's ancient sword, the life force in their bodies dissipated instantly.
, completely dead.
The reason why it is so terrifying is that Zhang Ruochen cultivated the Heavenly Sword Soul.
The sword not only cut off their physical bodies, but also cut off their holy souls.
If the soul has been destroyed, how can the body be re-consolidated?
Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew around in the water, refining and absorbing all the holy weapons on the four dead saints, and then flew back to Zhang Ruochen's hands. In addition, the holy sources of the four dead saints,
It was also taken away by Zhang Ruochen.
The whole process is over in an instant.
In the distance, those great sages who were planning to leave sensed this powerful sword power and stopped one after another, looking over.
"Zhang Ruochen finally showed up!"
"One sword kills a great saint without leaving any chance of life. Such a sword technique is comparable to the death sword technique of the Dead clan and the killing sword technique of the Shura clan."
"Now Zhang Ruochen and the Temple of Death have really formed a serious feud. He can't deny it even if he wants to."
"Nan Sheng is nearby, Zhang Ruochen will probably run away soon."
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Da Sikong and Er Sikong were already exhausted and covered with scars, but they had anxious looks on their faces. They urged: "Uncle Master, let's run away quickly. There is a more powerful one behind us. True Killer, True Greed, and True Delusion are blocking us."
, but it shouldn’t be able to stop it for long.”
"Since they are really murderous, really greedy, and really deceitful, they have worshiped Buddhism and called me master and uncle, how can I abandon them?"
Zhang Ruochen looked at Nan Sheng with sharp eyes.
Nan Sheng still stood on the shoulders of the stone sculpture more than ten feet high. From the green talisman fan in his hand, a green talisman flew out. The talisman turned into a temple dozens of feet long, killing the real, the deceitful, and the greedy.
Suppressed below.
Feeling Zhang Ruochen's gaze, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and his body flew up, landing only ten feet away from Zhang Ruochen.
Nan Sheng was not angry because Zhang Ruochen killed the four great saints of the Temple of Death. Instead, he looked happy, waved his fan and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to show up so soon. Very good, very good."
Zhang Ruochen was wearing white clothes and had an outstanding temperament. He said: "I didn't expect that you could reach Jiannan Realm so quickly and break into the Origin Temple."
"Your methods are beyond my expectation. If you hadn't chased Ji Fanxin to find Jiannan Realm, we might still think you were in the Yaksha Clan's ancestral realm." Two strands of long white hair on Nan Sheng's temples
, floating in the water.
When Zhang Ruochen saw him, he actually didn't run away, which surprised Nan Sheng. He acted cautiously and used his spiritual power to secretly check the surroundings to make sure there were no other strong men hiding, and then he felt at ease.
It seems that Zhang Ruochen has no back-up at all and is just self-aggrandizing.
That’s fine.
Let him know today how painful the price of arrogance is.
Nan Sheng smiled and said: "This is not the royal city of hundreds of tribes. You can't compete with me just by relying on your physical strength. So, are you sure you don't want to escape?"
"If I want to leave, can you stay?" Zhang Ruochen asked back.
Nan Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body turned into a bolt of lightning. In an instant, he was in front of Zhang Ruochen. His right sleeve fluttered, forming a powerful and domineering seal.
Zhang Ruochen did not use space power to dodge. The sword in his hand struck first and then swung the sword out.
"Boom!"
In Nan Sheng's palm, the extremely condensed death energy formed a circular seal plate, which collided with Shen Yuan's ancient sword.
The sword energy and the energy of death were centered on the two of them, shooting out in all directions.
Nan Sheng is at the pinnacle of the Ten Thousand Deaths Realm. He practices techniques that are comparable to those in the "Taiyi Divine Skills List". The death energy in his body is naturally better than Zhang Ruochen's holy energy and blood evil spirits in the Hundred Flails Realm.
The higher the level of Qi, the more powerful it will be.
This is the difference in realm!
Zhang Ruochen's figure retreated backwards. Every time he took a step back, a large piece of ruins would be crushed under his feet.
"The so-called demigod body has this little power?" Nan Sheng said with a cold smile.
Da Sikong, who was hiding in a corner, smiled even colder: "My uncle is only at the Hundred Flails Realm, but you are at the peak of the Ten Thousand Death Realm. How can you be so embarrassed to say such a thing? Be careful later.
I lost to my uncle and was humiliated."
Nan Sheng thought to himself, what the bald donkey said did make some sense. As the direct descendant of Tiannan, he was two realms ahead of his opponent. It would indeed be a shame if he couldn't win quickly.
He groaned deeply, and thirty-six images of holy beasts appeared on his body.
Every holy beast picture is made from a great holy beast.
The power that erupted from the seal in his palm increased sharply, and as a beast roar sounded that shook the earth, the wave of power distorted the space, and Zhang Ruochen was thrown away.
Zhang Ruochen flew dozens of feet away and landed lightly on the ground.
This prestigious Nansheng is indeed worthy of his name and has not disgraced Tiannan's reputation. Once he breaks through to the supreme level, he will definitely become a first-class existence in the world of the universe.
Nan Sheng was very surprised, not as calm as Zhang Ruochen.
You must know that he has the power of thirty-six great holy beasts, and he has an extremely good physique. In terms of physical strength, he is not afraid of Zhang Ruochen's demigod body.
Since the physical body does not suffer and is two realms higher, why can Zhang Ruochen still calmly resolve his power?
"Come again."
"Ouch!"
"Roar!"
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Beast sounds rang out from Nan Sheng's body, and huge beast shadows appeared in his body. He changed his palms into claws and smacked them through the air. The claws were as huge as cloud cover and as powerful as ten thousand mountains.
Zhang Ruochen still did not use space power to dodge, but instead inspired twelve pairs of golden wings. The chaotic holy energy in his body was transformed into blood evil energy, and the ancestral patterns on the golden wings were drawn out.
"war!"
Swing your sword and slash out.
King-level inscriptions appeared one after another on Shen Yuan's ancient sword, bursting out with jet-black brilliance.
"Bang bang."
The sword edge and claw marks kept clashing, and in an instant, there were more than a hundred blows exchanged.
This is the purest power attack. The divine light emitted by Zhang Ruochen's demigod body is getting brighter and brighter. His use of the power of the demigod body has become more and more flexible, and he can use some potential power.
Because he could not attack for a long time, Nan Sheng became more and more impatient as he fought, and he let out a loud grunt.
On his claws, the divine flames of Jin Yu emerged, and the divine flames instantly boiled the surrounding seawater. At the same time, the claws of thirty-six great holy beasts also reached out at the same time and pressed towards Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen raised Shen Yuan's ancient sword above his head, and the purple divine stone embedded in the sword was activated, releasing mighty divine power. At the same time, the purple divine stone absorbed the rules of heaven and earth.
"Wow——"
The sword struck straight down, cutting off all the claws of the thirty-six great holy beasts.
The purple divine stone was condensed from a planet next to the black hole. After being activated, its weight exploded, making the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword become as heavy as a planet.
The sword edge collided with Nan Sheng's golden claws.
"Bang!"
Golden divine flames flew out in groups.
Zhang Ruochen and Nan Sheng then separated, creating a long distance.
A blood line appeared on Nan Sheng's arms, and the Great Sage's blood overflowed.
The Great Sage walking in the distance was all shocked. Zhang Ruochen actually hurt Nan Sage first?
Zhang Ruochen certainly took advantage of the soldiers, but that was Nan Sheng. The direct descendant of Tian Nan, how could he be injured by a Hundred Flails Realm Great Sage? Even if the opponent is a Yuanhui level genius, he shouldn't be so strong.
Ridiculous.
The light of death flickered on Nan Sheng's arms, and the wounds disappeared instantly. His eyes fell on Shen Yuan's ancient sword, and he said: "The sword made of pig iron is indeed extraordinary. The purple sacred stone inlaid on the sword,
It seems to be a treasure."
Zhang Ruochen said: "The so-called direct inheritance from Tiannan is nothing more than mediocrity."
"Don't be complacent, I was just playing with you!"
A surge of anger arose in Nan Sheng's heart. He spread out his arms, and countless rules of the Holy Way flew out from between his eyebrows, filling the entire seabed space, with the number reaching seven trillion. The Tao realm then appeared, wrapping Zhang Ruochen in it.
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Those rules of the holy way were like chains, imprisoning Zhang Ruochen and not giving him any room to move.
"Zhang Ruochen, I have already said that this is not the royal city of hundreds of tribes, and you cannot show off your power by relying only on your physical strength. In front of me, you are as weak as an ant. I don't even have to do anything. You can do it with just your Tao domain.
I can suppress you." Nan Sheng said.
Zhang Ruochen's arm holding the sword was weighed down by hundreds of billions of holy rules. He tried to use his strength to lift the ancient Shen Yuan sword, but even with all his strength, his arm could not move.
"Sure enough, the gap in realm is still too big. Without using the power of mysteries, I have almost no power to fight back against a strong man of this level."
Zhang Ruochen sighed like this, and then, subtle spatial fluctuations appeared around him, and his body disappeared in place.
"Space shifting! How is it possible?"
Nan Sheng narrowed his eyes and couldn't believe that under the absolute Dao domain suppression, the opponent could still use space movement. Was his prediction of the space controller's ability wrong?
No, Zhang Ruochen must have mastered some kind of spatial treasure, maybe even the secret of space.
This is good, after killing him, the harvest will be greater.
Suddenly, Nan Sheng felt something in his heart, and Zhang Ruochen appeared behind him.
Without turning around at all, Nan Sheng directly used his holy soul to control the rules of the holy way in the realm, turning it into a huge wave of rules and hitting Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen used Space Shift again, appeared above his head, and muttered silently: "The shining moon is like a song."
Densely packed time-marked light spots appeared in Nan Sheng's Dao Domain. Among them, the densest time-marked light spots condensed into a bright moon, hanging above Zhang Ruochen's head.
Nan Sheng wanted to mobilize the rules of the holy way, but found that the flow of time had slowed down, and the speed at which the rules of the holy way were flowing towards Zhang Ruochen had also become extremely slow. He secretly sighed that something was wrong.
Zhang Ruochen is not only the controller of space, but also the controller of time.