Chapter 1800 Challenging the Nine-Step Holy King

A nine-step holy king exudes holy power, causing great 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, causing the air to bulge and turn into circles of air waves, attacking 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 even more, and the internal organs seemed to be out of place, but in the end, the blow was blocked.

"How is it possible?" Zangxin 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 golden dragons rushed out from the umbrella and counterattacked the Venerable Zangxin.

Zangxin Venerable immediately flew backwards, and 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 has made great progress in his swordsmanship during the two years he has spent 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, which was at the level of a sacred weapon with ten thousand patterns, looked like it was made of ceramics, but it was shattered by a sword.

"My lead shield seal..."

The eyes of the Venerable Zangxin turned as red as blood, and it was difficult to accept the fact that a shield with the level of a six-flare, ten-thousand-marked holy weapon 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 and ten thousand pattern holy weapons.

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 materials of creation. With one sword in hand, everything in the world can be cut off. War soldiers. It may not be easy for Master Zangxin to defeat Zhang Ruochen."

The faceless man smiled and said, "If you can't take down Zhang Ruochen secretly, you will definitely become a joke in the Netherworld 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 Zhan Zhi. It’s 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, and 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 all at the level of Saint Kings.

It is precisely because Zang Xin Zun has the means to refine and control war corpses that his status in Youshen Temple is higher than Feng Chengdao, whose cultivation is close to the realm of the Great Rule of Heaven and Earth.

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

The average Nine-Step Saint King is still a little scared when encountering Zun Xin Zun.

"That old idiot from Youshen Temple actually summoned so many war corpses. Master Chen is going to lose. Let's help him."

The Swallowing Rabbit wanted to rush out of Wangshan, but was dragged back by the Taoist Zhenmiao.

"Don't make trouble. Zhang Ruochen may not lose." The Taoist Zhenmiao stared at the black altar floating in the air, thinking whether to use the Purple Gold Bagua Mirror to knock it down.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the ground, staring at the dark sky and the hideous corpses, and said to the air: "These corpses, leave them to you to deal with, I will take the life of Zangxin Zun."

With a swish, Zhang Ruochen used spatial teleportation and disappeared on the spot.

A charming and beautiful woman appeared where Zhang Ruochen had just stood, it was Moyin.

In two years, Moyin had refined a large amount of holy source, and her cultivation had reached the level of the eighth-step holy king, and her strength was stronger than that of the average ninth-step holy king.

"Hua La La."

Her hair flew out, becoming hundreds of feet long, like a black whip, whipping all the flying corpses in the air, and falling to the ground in pieces.

Immediately afterwards, Moyin held the Infinite Blade of the Seven-ray Ten Thousand Patterns Holy Weapon Level, and the Pure Extinguishing Divine Fire appeared on the blade, and she flew out gracefully.

"Sacred Flower... Zhang Ruochen dared to let a sacred flower parasitize in his body..."

Zangxin Venerable saw the true form of Moyin and finally dared not to look down on Zhang Ruochen anymore. Instead, he was a little afraid.

Zhang Ruochen appeared above Zangxin Venerable's head silently, and the sword dao Xuan Gang condensed out, dragging out a sword waterfall, and slashed down with a sword.

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

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

"Boom."

The light shield formed by the defensive talisman was shattered by Zhang Ruochen's sword. Zangxin Venerable fell straight down and landed in the forest below, and then dust rolled 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, but used space teleportation to avoid him.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the altar above and laughed: "Junior and Zangxin Venerable, we agreed to fight fairly. Seniors like Mr. Feng, do you want to break the rules and join forces with Zangxin Venerable to deal with me, a junior?"

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

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

Although they are both in the realm of the small world of rules, Feng Chengdao is many times more powerful than Zangxin Venerable. His figure kept flashing in the void, and every flash could cross dozens of feet.

Getting closer and closer to Zhang Ruochen. "The cultivators of the Nether Temple are really shameless." Swallowing Rabbit cursed.

The cultivators of the Nether Temple on the black altar were all angry when they heard this.

The faceless man holding the holy staff laughed in his stomach, and then drove the black altar and rushed into Wangshan.

The faceless man's spiritual power has reached the early stage of the fifty-ninth level. Even with the obstruction of the space array and the time array, he still felt the rich holy energy of heaven and earth in the King Mountain. There is a high possibility that there is an awakening holy land there.

Any awakening holy land must have a large number of cultivation resources.

As for Zhang Ruochen, with Zangxin Zun and Feng Chengdao attacking together, he will definitely die, so there is no need to care.

The black altar contains some mysterious power, and the space maze outside the King Mountain can't resist it. Even the time mark is blocked outside by the black light emitted by the altar.

All the saints in the King Mountain are panicking.

If a large number of masters from the Nether God Temple break into the King Mountain, the consequences will be disastrous.

The Taoist Zhenmiao remained calm and said, "You all lend me the holy energy to knock it down."

The holy energy of the Swallowing Rabbit, the Demon Ape, Xie Chengzi, and a group of saints and semi-saints all hit the Taoist Zhenmiao. At the same time, the purple-gold Bagua Mirror slowly flew up, hovered in the air, and emitted a thousand-foot-long purple light.