Chapter 1151: Killing the Saint and Killing the Enemy

"Lord Sect Master, we meet again!"

The soft voice of Princess Moran came from outside the planet and resounded throughout the world. Tianlai "Novel WWW. 』⒉

Stand on the ground and look up.

The entire sky was covered by demonic clouds, and dozens of stars hung above the demonic clouds, exuding the shocking aura of the holy way.

Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, took out the Blue Sky Bow and the White Sun Arrow, and opened the long bow. Suddenly, the land was filled with sand and rocks, and the sound of wind and thunder continued.

"call out!"

The white arrow rose into the sky like a beam of light and shot towards one of the stars.

With a bang, the star shattered. An Eight Dragons Martial Saint standing on top of the star was shot through by a daylight arrow, and a bloody hole the size of a bowl appeared in his chest.

There was no atmosphere on this planet, and the corpse fell directly from the sky.

There is nothing to talk about, just start a war.

With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level, he can definitely kill ordinary lower realm saints and Eight Dragon Martial Saints when they encounter them.

"Eat the Holy Flower." Zhang Ruochen shouted.

On his back, the silver roots of the Holy Food Flower spread out, took root in the Eight Dragons Martial Saint's body, and began to absorb the blood and essence from the Saint's corpse.

Zhang Ruochen's arrow really had a shocking effect, causing all the martial saints of the Qinglong Dynasty to control the asteroid, move backwards, and distance themselves from Zhang Ruochen.

Princess Moran still had a smile on her face and was not angry because of the death of a martial saint. She said: "The sect master is indeed a dragon among men. He has just reached the ninth level of semi-saint. He can shoot saints. His future achievements are limitless."

Zhang Ruochen raised his voice and said: "Princess, the Qinglong Dynasty at least still has some fire, and it is not completely destroyed. I advise you not to be my enemy, otherwise, the remaining fire will be extinguished by me." .”

"If the sect master continues to practice for ten more years, I really don't dare to be your enemy. As for now, the sect master probably doesn't have that ability yet, right?" Princess Mo Ran said with a smile.

At this moment, the monks led by Princess Moran were not only the Eight Dragon Martial Saints, but also the five Nine Dragons Martial Saints.

Including her, there are six Kowloon Martial Saints in total.

With such a huge lineup, it is not difficult to surround and kill a mid-level saint, let alone a ninth-level half-saint.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You know I am the leader of a sect, but do you know which sect I am the leader of?"

Princess Mo Ran didn't know why Zhang Ruochen asked this, but she still replied: "I don't know."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Mingzong."

Princess Moran thought carefully, frowned slightly, shook her head slightly, and said: "I also went to the Kunlun Realm to learn martial arts from a teacher, and practiced in the Blood God Sect, one of the seven ancient religions, for thirty years. I have some understanding of the Kunlun world, but I have never heard of Mingzong."

There are thousands of ruin realms in the starry sky near the Kunlun Realm. Some of the natives of the ruin realms will indeed secretly go to the Kunlun Realm to learn top techniques and martial arts to make themselves stronger.

It is not strange that Princess Moran has been to Kunlun Realm.

What surprised Zhang Ruochen was that she actually studied under the Blood God Sect. So, who did she learn from? Why have I never heard of such a holy figure in the Blood God Religion? Could it be that she used a pseudonym?

Zhang Ruochen said calmly: "It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of Mingzong, but you can't underestimate Mingzong. Mingzong also has saintly figures. If she takes action, these people you bring will not be enough."

Just before Princess Mo Ran arrived with the saints of the Qinglong Dynasty, Xiao Hei sent out a spiritual power to tell Zhang Ruochen that the Jietian Divine Tree had suppressed the world spirit in the Qinglong Ruins Realm, and the world of the picture scroll could be reopened.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen also communicated with the Blood Moon Ghost King in the picture scroll world to confirm that she could fight.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen seemed very calm and was not in a hurry to escape. He wanted to lure the saints of the Qinglong Dynasty to the surface of the planet and teach them a lesson. It would be best to catch them all in one go.

Princess Mo Ran smiled brightly, not believing that Ming Zong had any powerful holy figures.

You must know that the sect with a saint is also a very powerful force in the Kunlun world. It is impossible for Princess Moran to have never heard of it.

"Princess, you'd better think carefully and don't bring yourself into harm's way." Zhang Ruochen reminded again.

"Princess, why are you talking so much nonsense with him? I will kill him now and take back the spirit of the world."

The holy energy in Wang Shizu's body poured into his legs, kicking out the two-hundred-meter-long asteroid under his feet and hitting Zhang Ruochen below.

The asteroid rotated and burned, turning into a bright fireball.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes condensed, he drew his blue sky bow and shot a day arrow, hitting the falling asteroid.

The asteroid was entirely made of black iron. The daylight arrow collided with it, but failed to break it.

Zhang Ruochen pulled Huang Yanchen and used Space Movement to escape from this area.

"Boom."

The asteroid hit the earth, causing the entire planet to tremble violently. It set off a layer of air waves hundreds of meters high, rolled up thick dust, and spread in all directions.

Even though Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen had moved more than forty miles away, they still suffered a big impact and followed the airflow for dozens of miles before falling to the ground again.

"Is the power of the Nine Dragons Martial Saint so terrifying? No wonder everyone says that after reaching the holy realm, it is impossible for anyone to be able to fight across realms."

Zhang Ruochen kept panting, released his mental power, and explored the surroundings, not daring to relax at all.

The Nine Dragons Martial Saints in the Qinglongxu Realm are roughly equivalent to the middle realm saints. Some of the powerful Nine Dragons Martial Saints can touch the edge of the upper realm saints.

Just now, Wang Shizu who kicked out the asteroid has just broken through to the realm of Nine Dragons Martial Saint. He is equivalent to the weakest group among the middle realm saints. There is a big gap between him and Princess Mo Ran, who is also a Nine Dragons Martial Saint. .

Even so, Zhang Ruochen couldn't resist the blow he struck at will.

"No wonder I was able to escape from the hands of Princess Mo Ran. It turned out that I was able to use the power of space."

Wang Shizu drove nine golden dragon shadows, flew out from behind the black dust, and struck out with an iron fist, hitting Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen below.

"Use the Jie Zi Seal, Brother Chen, to help me."

The holy energy in Huang Yanchen's body circulated rapidly, and the Jie Zi Seal was punched out, turning it into a huge city, blooming with dazzling brilliance.

Zhang Ruochen pushed his hands forward, and a steady stream of holy energy poured out from his palms, hitting the Tianxin Vein on Huang Yanchen's back.

In the Kunlun Realm, because of the fear of shattering the space, it is impossible to exert the true power of the Jie Zi Seal.

Now, Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen join forces to control the Jie Zi Seal. The emperor's energy in the Jie Zi Seal surges out and collides with the fist seal made by Wang Shizu.

"Boom."

blocked! ?The power that Jie Ziyin exploded not only blocked Wang Shizu's attack, but also knocked Wang Shizu back.

This is the true power of the Jie Zi Seal!

Wang Shizu looked at his fist that was bursting with pain, and then looked at the Jie Ziyin hanging in mid-air. He saw that the emperor's energy was intertwined and condensed into a majestic and sacred shadow of the queen.

Just looking at the queen's shadow, Wang Shizu felt his heart trembling, his legs couldn't help but bend, and he almost knelt on the ground.

It is a kind of spiritual oppression, and some people who have reached the holy realm cannot resist it.

Princess Mo Ran showed a look of joy and said: "Jie Ziyin, that woman is one of the nine great Jie Zi in Kunlun Realm."

The other Martial Saints were also excited. One of them, the rather old Kowloon Martial Saint, said: "The Jie Zi Seal is a treasure given by the mighty and virtuous female Saint Queen. It is definitely a treasure. As long as we take it, We can definitely build a dynasty again."

Above the sky, Princess Moran and the other four Nine Dragons Martial Saints flew down like meteors, forming five strong fluctuations of holy energy.

Wang Shizu mobilized the nine dragon shadows and attacked again, hoping to suppress Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen before other martial saints arrived.

In this case, the credit belongs to him.

"Boom!"

The power of the Jie Zi Seal seemed to be endless. In an instant, all nine dragon shadows were shattered, and Wang Shizu was forced to retreat again.

With his cultivation level, there is no way he can stop the power of the Jie Zi Seal.

Princess Moran and the other four Nine Dragons Martial Saints landed on the ground and stood in five directions, surrounding Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen.

Martial Saint Ku Yan sneered: "Wang Shizu, with your level, you can't even take down two half-saints. You have brought shame on the Qinglong Dynasty!"

Wang Shizu said in shame and anger: "They have used the Jie Zi Seal. They can use a trace of the power of the mighty and virtuous female Holy Queen. Who can stop it? If there was no Jie Zi Seal, I would have beaten them to death." .”

"If you don't have the strength, you just don't have the strength. What excuse can you make?" Ku Yan Martial Saint said.

Then, Kuyan Martial Saint suddenly rushed forward, slapping his palms forward at the same time, condensing into two palm clouds, and purple thunder and lightning shuttled between the palm clouds, making an ear-splitting whistling sound.

Martial Saint Ku Yan's cultivation was more than twice as powerful as Wang Shizu's.

The two palm clouds lifted Jie Ziyin, Zhang Ruochen, and Huang Yanchen away, creating an invincible force that swept across the world.

Seeing this scene, Wang Shizu was speechless and had to admit that Ku Yan Martial Saint was indeed quite powerful and worthy of being the Kowloon Martial Saint of the older generation.

Kuyan Martial Saint shook his sleeves, walked forward, and snorted coldly: "Two young half-saints still want to fight with Jiulong Martial Saint, but they don't know the heights of the world."

Zhang Ruochen sighed softly: "The gap in realm is really difficult to make up for."

"You knew it was too late!"

Martial Saint Ku Yan didn't want to give Zhang Ruochen the slightest chance, so his figure turned into a series of afterimages and rushed towards the past.

Standing at Zhang Ruochen's position, looking forward, he saw only the waves of holy energy sweeping over the sky, crushing over him in a mighty manner. The average half-saint would probably be so frightened that he would lie on the ground when seeing such a scene.

A cruel smile appeared on Princess Moran's pretty face, and then she sighed faintly: "What a pity for a peerless genius. How great would it be if he could be used by me?"

Princess Moran knew very well that Zhang Ruochen was not something she could control. You should know that no man who had ever met her was not tempted by her, and no one could remain rational.

Except Zhang Ruochen.

Such a man has too much willpower and is simply her nemesis and must be eliminated.

What Princess Moran expected did not happen.

"My holy...soul..."

Kuyan Martial Saint let out a shrill scream and knelt in front of Zhang Ruochen. His whole body was trembling, his body became thinner and thinner, and finally, he completely lost his voice.

Looking at Zhang Ruochen, there was a ghostly energy as dark as ink surging on his body, turning into a huge ghostly shadow dozens of meters high.

It was that ghostly energy that killed Martial Saint Ku Yan.

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