Chapter 949 Conquer

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and glanced at the elephant foot that was quickly pressed down. Without any panic, he seemed calm and composed. He stretched out a finger and moved forward.

Above his fingertips, twenty feet away, strands of space power quickly gathered together and condensed into a point.

After the space power at that point was concentrated to the extreme, it collapsed outward with a bang, forming a broken space area of ​​more than 100 meters directly.

It happened that the soles of Pantian Holy Elephant's feet pressed down and collided with the broken space.

"Pfft."

Being attacked by space power, the huge elephant legs shattered in an instant and turned into a ball of blood mist.

After losing one foot, the Pantian Holy Elephant's body lost its center of gravity and fell directly to the ground with a roar.

Zhao Shiqi mobilized his mental power first, condensed a force of wind, acted on his body, and flew into the air more than a thousand meters above the ground.

"Space power...how is it possible...could he be...could he be a descendant of time and space..."

Zhao Shiqi stared at the still quite chaotic space below, unable to remain calm at all.

Suddenly, he felt a cold breath coming from his neck and looked down.

I saw a black ancient sword lying across his right shoulder, emitting a faint sword light.

Zhang Ruochen stood behind Zhao Shiqi, holding a sword in one hand and said, "Is it too late to guess my identity now?"

"You are Zhang Ruochen."

Zhao Shiqi tried hard to control his feelings of shock and fear, trying to appear calm and composed.

Zhang Ruochen put away Shen Yuan's ancient sword, stepped on the void, walked slowly and unhurriedly to the opposite side of Zhao Shiqi, and said, "Tell me! Who ordered you to kill me?"

Seeing Zhang Ruochen put away his sword, Zhao Shiqi was actually a little bit ready to mobilize his mental power to fight back.

However, after careful calculation, Zhao Shiqi gave up on this decision.

Because Zhang Ruochen was too close to him at the moment, killing him was not much more difficult than killing an ordinary person.

After all, the spiritual half saint is only suitable for long-range attacks. Once a martial arts half saint of the same realm gets close to him, there is only one way to die.

Zhao Shiqi gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "After I say it, you still want to kill me." "Not necessarily." Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "A semi-saint with mental power of the forty-seventh level is even more powerful. A powerful master of beast control, a person like you is still very useful. As long as you don't play tricks on me, not only will I not kill you, not necessarily, but I will reuse you." Zhao Shiqi heard the meaning in Zhang Ruochen's words. Meaning, his eyelids twitched slightly and he said: "You want me to do something for you? Do you know that this is the Blood God Sect. As long as I spread the news of your appearance, even if you have three heads and six arms, you will not be able to escape alive."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Don't worry, even if I die, you will die in front of me." Gradually, Zhao Shiqi relaxed and became less nervous.

Because if Zhang Ruochen wanted to kill him, he wouldn't have said so many words to him. Since Zhang Ruochen didn't intend to kill him, he was qualified to negotiate terms with Zhang Ruochen.

Zhao Shiqi said: "Zhang Ruochen, you are the descendant of time and space, you have great luck, and you have become the tenth god of fish and dragon. You will definitely become the overlord of the Kunlun world in the future. I, Zhao Shiqi, can follow you, but what can you give me? Me what?"

Mingzong had just been established and it was a time to recruit talented people. Zhang Ruochen naturally focused on recruiting rare talents like Zhao Shiqi.

If recruitment fails, it is not too late to get rid of them.

Zhang Ruochen stared at him and said, "You should be almost two hundred years old, right?"

A sad look flashed in Zhao Shiqi's eyes.

His age is indeed almost two hundred years old.

Whether you are a half-saint in martial arts or a semi-sage in spiritual power, two hundred years old is a major watershed.

When the age of a martial arts half-sage exceeds two hundred years, his blood energy will begin to decline and his body will begin to age. Without the assistance of holy elixirs and holy medicines, it will be difficult to make progress in his cultivation in the future.

The spiritual power of a half-saint is slightly better than that of a martial arts half-saint. Even after two hundred years of age, spiritual power can continue to grow, but the rate of growth will become very slow.

At Zhao Shiqi's age, it is already his limit to be able to cultivate his mental strength to the forty-eighth level in this life. It's even possible that it would be difficult for him to even cross the forty-eighth level.

Zhang Ruochen said: "If I tell you, in this world, I am the only one who can help you cultivate your spiritual power to the holy realm. Will you surrender to me?"

"Is this true?"

Zhao Shiqi's eyes showed a fiery light, and he could not suppress the excitement in his heart.

Zhang Ruochen still looked quite indifferent and said: "You should have heard that I found a magical medicine in the underworld." "Of course I have heard of it. It is said that you used that magical medicine to make Xuanji Sword Master Nirvana and rebirth." Zhao Shiqi said.

Zhang Ruochen's reputation in the Kunlun world is actually as good as that of saints of the older generation, and every move he makes attracts the attention of monks all over the world.

The identity of the descendant of time and space is by no means a vain one.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "The magic medicine I found in the underworld is called Qixing Shenling."

Zhao Shiqi obviously also knew the medicinal power of Qixing Shenling. After hearing the name, the excitement on his face became more obvious, saying: "Legend has it that the first leaf of Qixing Shenling is shaped like a green dragon. Take it It’s enough to cultivate spiritual power... a great sage."

Zhang Ruochen said: "Why are you so excited? I never said that I would reward you with the green dragon leaves. At most, I can only provide you with some dewdrops on the green dragon leaves."

Zhao Shiqi immediately laughed dryly, showed a flattering look, and said: "Even if Mr. Zhang rewards me with Qinglong leaves, I can't digest them with my mental strength. As long as I can get some dewdrops on the Qinglong leaves, the power contained in the dewdrops will , it is also enough for me to cultivate my spiritual power to level fifty or above and become a spiritual saint. Once my spiritual power becomes a saint, my lifespan will definitely increase greatly."

"So, you have decided to submit to me? Do you really believe that I have the Seven-Star Divine Spirit?" Zhang Ruochen asked back.

Zhao Shiqi was startled for a moment, then immediately showed a smile and said: "Master Zhang can cultivate to the current level at such a young age, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future. Even if there is no Seven-Star Shenling, I am willing to follow him to the death." After saying this, , Zhao Shiqi knelt down on one knee, put his palm on his chest, and made a gesture of loyalty.