Chapter 1799: Challenging the Nine-Step Holy King

A nine-step holy king exudes holy power and causes violent changes in the surrounding area.

In the sky, black clouds surged, covering the sky and the sun.

On the ground, strong winds were blowing, and the holy energy of heaven and earth seemed to be boiling.

"The most beautiful seal."

The one arm of Zangxin Venerable became colorful, making the air bulge and turn into circles of air waves, impacting towards Zhang Ruochen below.

The colorful seal is an exquisite mid-level holy technique. It is integrated with the rules of the palm, and it can be said to be infinitely powerful.

Faced with this overwhelming blow, Zhang Ruochen could use space to move and escape back to Wangshan. Even the monks in the Netherworld Temple thought that he would do this.

However, Zhang Ruochen stood motionless, the holy energy in his body running wildly.

Venerable Zangxin curled his lips and thought to himself, "A few days ago in Tongming River, I casually struck out a palm force, but the wind of the palm fell on Zhang Ruochen, causing him serious injuries."

"The colorful seal was a strike I had accumulated. It was many times more powerful than the palm I struck that day. Zhang Ruochen actually wanted to take it hard. Okay, this palm will break your holy body into pieces."

"Wow -" Zhang Ruochen stepped back with his right foot and pulled it into a lunge.

Opening the Eight Dragon Umbrella, a bright golden light suddenly appeared on the umbrella surface.

"Bang."

Zangxin Venerable's palm print struck the Eight Dragon Umbrella, just like ringing a world-suppressing bell. The energy of the Holy Dao spread outward in circles, destroying everything around it.

Zhang Ruochen's figure slid backwards for several miles before he stabilized his figure.

The whole body was embedded into the ground, the holy energy in the meridians and holy veins surged violently, the blood in the blood vessels boiled, and the internal organs seemed to be out of place, but in the end, the blow was blocked.

"How is that possible?" Master Zangxin couldn't believe it.

If it were Zhang Ruochen who was at the level of a six-step holy king, he would probably be quite surprised if he could not kill a three-step holy king with all his strength.

"Breaking through to the six-step Holy King realm, your strength has really increased greatly."

Zhang Ruochen became excited, laughed loudly, and all his holy energy rushed towards the Eight Dragon Umbrella.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

Eight giant golden dragons rushed out from the umbrella and counterattacked the Venerable Zangxin.

Zangxin Venerable immediately flew backwards, and the eight golden dragons chased after him, circling around his body and shooting out dragon claws that made the air crackle.

"Buzz."

Zangxin Venerable stretched his hands outward, and then a bell-shaped shadow appeared, knocking all eight golden dragons away.

"You also take my sword."

Zhang Ruochen grasped the hilt of Shen Yuan's ancient sword with both hands, and the dense rules of swordsmanship surged out of his body. At the same time, the inscriptions on the sword body continued to emerge.

The sword was like a stream of light, and it struck in front of the Venerable Zangxin in an instant.

Venerable Zangxin didn't have time to think too much, and he took out a round shield with the level of a sacred weapon of ten thousand patterns and blocked it in front of him. The shield rotated rapidly, forming an increasingly larger vortex, with extremely chaotic power intertwined in the vortex.

Zhang Ruochen's swordsmanship has made great progress during the two years he has been in seclusion.

Although he has not yet cultivated Jianjiu to Dzogchen, he has grown a lot compared to two years ago.

Zhang Ruochen read the word "broken" in his mouth.

"Crack."

The shield of the Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact level, which looked like it was made of ceramics, was shattered by a sword.

"My lead shield seal..."

The eyes of Zangxin Venerable became as red as blood, and it was difficult to accept the fact that a shield with the level of a Six-Year and Ten Thousand Marks Sacred Artifact was so vulnerable?

In the past two years, Shen Yuan's ancient sword has refined a large number of holy weapons, and has transformed into seven glorious holy weapons with ten thousand patterns.

On the altar, Feng Chengdao's eyes narrowed and he said: "Legend has it that Zhang Ruochen's sword and Queen Kunlun's blood-dropping sword were both forged from the material of creation. With one sword in hand, everything in the world can be cut off. Fighting soldiers. It may not be easy for Venerable Zangxin to defeat Zhang Ruochen."

The faceless man smiled: "If you can't take down Zhang Ruochen secretly, you will definitely become a joke in Youshen Temple."

Feng Chengdao added: "Venerable Zangxin's own combat power can only be regarded as the weakest among the nine-step holy kings. In addition, with a broken arm, the holy energy is not flowing smoothly, and his strength has dropped even more. . However, his most powerful thing is actually controlling the zombies. It is easy to deal with Zhang Ruochen."

Shen Yuan's ancient sword instantly absorbed the military energy and essence from the broken shield. Immediately, Zhang Ruochen mobilized the rules of truth, integrated them into the sword body, and exploded with six times the attack power.

Venerable Zangxin formed his hand seals one after another, forming one defensive light after another.

"Bang bang."

After a series of explosions, the ancient sword of Shen Yuan and the Venerable Zangxin flew past.

Venerable Zangxin raised his palm and saw that the bone armor on his arm was broken and his five fingers became dripping with blood.

The armor made from the bones of the Great Sage could not stop the sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand.

Venerable Zangxin was so angry that he was injured by a six-step holy king in a head-on confrontation. Is there anything more embarrassing than this?

"Fight the dragon, fight the tiger."

Venerable Zangxin took out a shroud and shook it in the void, and immediately two war corpses flew out.

These two war corpses were made from the corpses of two beings whose cultivation was close to that of the Great Sage. Various precious metals and medicines were added to it. After being tempered for thousands of times, the combat power of any one of them was no weaker than that of the Venerable Zangxin. .

He continued to shake the shroud, and suddenly, dozens more war corpses flew out.

Although the combat power of these war corpses is not as good as that of war dragons and war tigers, they are still at the level of holy kings.

Precisely because Venerable Zangxin has the means to refine and control war corpses, his status in Youshu Temple is higher than that of Feng Chengdao, whose cultivation is close to the realm of rules and regulations.

Facing him was like facing three Nine-Step Saint Kings plus a group of Saint King Realm masters.

Ordinary Nine-Step Saint King would still be a little frightened when meeting the Venerable Zangxin.

"That old Bangchui from the Youshen Temple actually summoned so many war corpses. Master Chen is going to be defeated, so let's go and help him."

Tunxiangtu wanted to rush out of Wangshan, but was dragged back by Zhenmiao Taoist.

"Don't stir up trouble, Zhang Ruochen may not be defeated." Zhenmiao Taoist stared at the black altar suspended in mid-air, thinking about whether to use the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror to knock it down.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the ground, staring at the dim sky and the ferocious-looking war corpses. He said to the air: "Leave these war corpses to you to deal with. I will take the life of the Venerable Zangxin." .”

With a swish sound, Zhang Ruochen used spatial movement and disappeared from where he was.

A voluptuous beauty appeared where Zhang Ruochen was standing just now, it was Moyin.

In two years, Moyin has refined a large amount of holy sources, and his cultivation has reached the realm of the eight-step holy king, and his strength is stronger than the ordinary nine-step holy king.

"Crash."

Each strand of her hair flew out and became hundreds of feet long, like a long black whip, which whipped away all the war corpses flying in the air and fell to the ground in pieces.

Immediately afterwards, Moyin carried the Endless Knife, which was at the level of the Qi Yao Ten Thousand Marks Sacred Artifact. The Divine Fire of Purification appeared on the blade, and he flew out gracefully.

"The Holy Food Flower...Zhang Ruochen dared to let a Holy Food Flower parasitize his body..."

Zangxin Venerable saw the true nature of Moyin, and finally no longer dared to despise Zhang Ruochen, but was a little afraid.

Zhang Ruochen appeared silently above the head of Zangxin Venerable. The sword's mysterious gang condensed out, dragging out a waterfall of swords, and slashed it down with one swing of his sword.

Feng Chengdao on the altar shouted: "Be careful."

Zangxin Venerable also sensed the danger and immediately produced a defensive talisman.

"Boom."

The light shield formed by the defensive talismans was shattered by Zhang Ruochen's sword. Zangxin Venerable fell straight down and fell into the forest below, and then dust billowed up.

Feng Chengdao no longer stood idly by and pointed his finger at Zhang Ruochen, and a beam of light flew out.

Zhang Ruochen knew that there was a big gap between him and Feng Chengdao, so he did not confront him head-on and used space to move away.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the altar above and laughed: "Junior and Venerable Zangxin agreed to have a fair and just battle. Could a senior like Mr. Feng want to break the rules and join forces with Venerable Zangxin to deal with me? This junior?"

Feng Chengdao laughed: "Zhang Ruochen, I don't care about reputation. Even if you say this, I will still kill you."

In an instant, Feng Chengdao's figure jumped out of the black altar and appeared dozens of feet away.

Although they are both in the realm of Rule Little World, Feng Chengdao is countless times more powerful than Zangxin Venerable. His figure kept flashing in the void, and each flash could span dozens of feet.

Zhang Ruochen is getting closer and closer. ?"The monks of Youshen Temple are really shameless." Tun Xiangtu cursed.

The monks of Youshen Temple on the black altar showed anger when they heard this.

The faceless man holding the holy staff burst out with laughter, then drove the black altar and rushed towards the King's Mountain.

The faceless man's mental power has reached the early stage of the fifty-ninth level. Just like this, even if there are space formations and time formations blocking him, he can still feel the rich holy energy of heaven and earth in Wangshan. There, it is very likely that it is a holy land of awakening.

Any Awakening Holy Land must have a large amount of cultivation resources.

As for Zhang Ruochen, if Venerable Zangxin and Feng Chengdao take action together, they must be dead or not, so don't worry about it.

The black altar contains some mysterious and unpredictable power, and the space maze outside Wangshan Mountain cannot withstand it. Even the time mark was blocked by the black brilliance emanating from the altar.

All the holy monks in Wangshan were panicked.

If so, if a large number of masters from the Netherworld Temple were allowed to break into King Mountain, the consequences would be disastrous.

The wonderful little Taoist remained calm and composed, saying: "You all lend your holy energy to the poor Taoist and blast him down."

The holy energy of Tun Xiangtu, Demon Ape, Xie Chengzi, and a group of saints and semi-saints all attacked Zhenmiao Taoist. At the same time, the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror slowly flew up and floated into the air, emitting thousands of purple lights.