Outside the Central Imperial City, Nie Xiangzi and Xue Chen Tianjun stood opposite each other. The army of the Immortal Blood Clan had already retreated, leaving enough room for the two of them to fight.

"The Ten Great Gods of the Temple of Truth, I have long wanted to meet him. Nie Xiangzi, I hope you won't let me down." Xue Chen Tianjun had a wicked smile in his eyes, and his body exuded a strong sense of fighting.

Nie Xiangzi didn't care at all and said lightly: "Just take action."

"Nie Xiangzi is indifferent by nature. I want to see when can you be indifferent to it?" Xue Chen Tianjun's aura suddenly surged.

As Xue Chen Tianjun waved his hands, the majestic blood evil spirit emerged wildly, turning into a vast sea of ​​blood, rolling and sweeping towards Nie Xiangzi.

Nie Xiangzi did not retreat. When he raised his hand, he condensed a thousand-foot-high handprint with his powerful holy energy, carrying an unparalleled power and slapped straight forward.

"boom."

The Great Hand Seal collided violently with the Sea of ​​Blood, and immediately showed a scene of the sky falling and the earth breaking, bursting out terrible ripples of power, spreading in all directions.

As the first level of the Great Sage, the two of them are extremely powerful, making people feel like they are fighting, even more shocking.

At this moment, both the Heavenly Court Realm and the Hell Realm are closely watching the battle between Nie Xiangzi and Xue Chen Tianjun.

In the face of such a general trend, personal power certainly seems insignificant.

However, the victory or defeat of the most powerful fight can have a significant impact on the morale of both sides.

The current situation is obviously quite unfavorable to the Heavenly Realm. It is urgent to win several victories. It is best to be able to kill the strong men in the Hell Realm to boost morale.

Above the city wall, a large number of disciples from the Temple of Truth stood, including divine disciples and true disciples, and the heads were five of the ten major disciples.

In addition to Nie Xiangzi, the top ten divine disciples of the Temple of Truth, there were a total of six of them this time, which is extremely rare.

This battle was related to the face of the Temple of Truth, and everyone couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

In the Merit General Station, Zhang Ruochen looked at the mirror light curtain, also paying attention to the battle between Nie Xiangzi and Xue Chen Tianjun.

Thinking about a few years ago, Nie Xiangzi was still the object he needed to look up to, a legendary figure, but now he has stood at the same or even higher position as him.

The ten great disciples of the Temple of Truth are all extraordinary. They are geniuses in the world, and they can enter the three strongest levels under the Great Sage.

Nie Xiangzi has the first level of the ultimate combat power under the Great Sage, which is enough to rank among the top ten disciples of the Great Legend, and his cultivation strength is unfathomable.

Outside the Central Imperial City, Nie Xiangzi and Xue Chen Tianjun fought fiercely, fighting for hundreds of rounds, and they fought to the point of equal battle.

Suddenly, Xuechen Tianjun's aura changed, and a mysterious and obscure aura emanated from his body. A strange light gate appeared behind him, constructed by hundreds of thousands of rules of fate, which was the gate of fate.

Nie Xiangzi's eyes were indifferent and calm. A large number of rules of truth emerged from his body, intertwined with each other, creating a hazy world behind him.

In this world, there are billions of words flying, almost covering the words of the heavens and all worlds, colliding with each other, interpreting the truth of the world.

"The Truth Realm."

A strange light flashed in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

In the Temple of Truth, only the disciples of the divine transmission can obtain special secret teachings and condense the world of truth.

Once you have the Truth Realm, you can use the truth as you wish and increase the attack power of various holy arts without spending time touching them.

Zhang Ruochen's achievements in the Way of Truth are extremely high, and he is even better than those of the ten great disciples of the Temple of Truth, and even more so, and his attack power has increased by nine times.

Unfortunately, he did not worship the Temple of Truth, so he could not be taught secret techniques.

If you want to condense the world of truth, you can only rely on yourself to explore, and you are not sure.

Of course, it is not possible to condense the world of truth by being taught by secret techniques. You also need to have extremely high attainments in the way of truth, and your attack power increase will reach at least six times.

"The truth rules I have cultivated have exceeded 800,000 ways. However, if I cannot condense the world of truth, I still cannot reach a tenfold increase in attack power. Unless I practice the truth to the Great Perfection, I can break this shackle." Zhang Ruochen said in his heart.

However, Zhang Ruochen knew very well that compared to condensing the realm of truth, the difficulty of reaching the Great Perfection of the Way of Truth is undoubtedly greater.

Even in the history of the Temple of Truth, I'm afraid there will be no few people to find.

Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen has 39% of the secret of truth, and is able to use the truth more easily, which is a great advantage.

The way of truth can increase the attack power, while the way of fate can weaken the power, and the two are just incompatible.

It is obvious that the key to the outcome of this battle is that whoever achieves higher attainments and who can restrain whom Nie Xiangzi's truth and the fate of Xuechen Tianjun is.

"Nie Xiangzi is so strong. Using the truth, he can actually burst out nine times the attack power. Nie Xiangzi will win this battle."

Some monk said excitedly.

Zhang Ruochen seemed very calm. How could the ten great disciples trained by the Temple of Truth be inferior?

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen didn't think that others were as optimistic. Nie Xiangzi was very strong, but the feeling that Xue Chen Tianjun gave him was even more unfathomable.

"The way of fate is the most obscure and difficult to understand. Xue Chen Tianjun can cultivate to such a profound realm. Under the Great Sage, there should not be many people in the Temple of Destiny. It is probably difficult for Nie Xiangzi to defeat him." Zhang Ruochen's brow frowned slightly.

I have to admit that although his "cousin" is very frivolous, he has real materials. No wonder he can suppress all the geniuses of the Blood Heaven Tribe to breathe.

At this moment, Nie Xiangzi and Xue Chen Tianjun have applied the ancient ways they practiced to the extreme, but they are still fighting hard to distinguish, and no one can gain a clear advantage.

Until nearly two thousand rendezvous, Xue Chen Tianjun grabbed a gap and shook Nie Xiangzi away with one palm.

"How could it be... Nie Xiangzi was defeated!"

Seeing this result, many people find it difficult to accept.

Anyone can see that Nie Xiangzi and Xue Chen Tianjun are of equal strength, and the key to victory or defeat is just a slightest. It can only be said that Nie Xiangzi did not seize the opportunity.

Nie Xiangzi's defeat caused a significant blow to the morale of the Heavenly Court.

On the other hand, the morale of the Hell Realm is high and cheering for the Emperor Xuechen.

"When will our heavenly realm win? Why don't the four heavenly kings, Michael Archangel King, Ao Xukong and others take action?"

"Where is Zhang Ruochen? Why isn't he in the Central Imperial City? If he takes action, one-on-one, who can be his opponent?"

"You still expect Zhang Ruochen to take action. Facing the 30 million holy army in the Hell Realm, will he still dare to show up?"

"That's right, the Hell Realm hated Zhang Ruochen to the core. If he dared to appear in the Central Imperial City, the Hell Realm army would definitely tear him to pieces. He must have found a place to hide now, and he might have quietly left Kunlun Realm."

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In the Merit General Station, all kinds of voices sounded, and most of them felt very angry.

Zhang Ruochen smiled, but he didn't expect that at this time, he would become the focus of discussion, and so many people deliberately targeted him, as if they had a deep hatred with him.

If nothing unexpected happens, most of the people who sneered at him should belong to the heavenly faction and will not miss any opportunity to eliminate him.

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Ruochen was finally able to enter the space teleportation array.

A white light flashed, and Zhang Ruochen and a large number of monks from the Heavenly Court disappeared from the Merit General Station.

By the time they could see the things around them clearly, they were already in the merit sub-station in the Central Imperial City.

Fortunately, a merit branch station was built in the Central Imperial City. Otherwise, the Central Imperial City should be completely isolated from the outside world.

"Central Imperial City."

A complex look appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

After his rebirth, this was his second time to set foot in the Central Imperial City. Even after many years, the things that happened last time were still vivid in my mind, as if they were yesterday.

At that time, Chi Yao used him to fulfill his state of mind, survived the last love disaster, and achieved the position of divine power.

In anger, he rushed out of the Ziwei Imperial Palace and defeated the nine kingdoms with his own strength.

It was also at that time that he had broken the robe with Huang Yanchen and had become strangers from then on.

When he came to the Central Imperial City again, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but feel very moved in his heart. There were waves in his calm mood, and he still couldn't let go of many things.

Walking out of the Merit Branch Station, a depressed scene came into Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

The prosperous scenes of the past have disappeared, and a depressing aura has enveloped the entire imperial city, making people almost breathless.

The Central Imperial City is extremely huge. Over the past eight hundred years, it has been continuously expanded and divided into dozens of urban areas. Each urban area is comparable to a big city, with hundreds of millions of people living in the city.

But now, the Central Imperial City seems relatively empty. The reason is that in order to prepare for war, those who have not reached the holy realm have been settled in other places.

After all, the city is besieged by more than 3,000 troops of the Ten Thousand Holy Realm. Once the city is broken and the holy realm is not reached, there will be no power of resistance at all, and they can only die in vain.

There are not many holy cultivators in the Kunlun Realm, so today's Central Imperial City has almost become the world of monks from all walks of life in the Heavenly Court.

"The holy medicine is mine, and no one can grab it."

Just as I was thinking, a lot of noise appeared not far away.

Zhang Ruochen turned his head and saw a group of holy cultivators competing for a sacred medicine that was full of brilliance.

The Central Imperial City is the gathering place of all spiritual veins in the Kunlun Realm. It seizes the fortune of heaven and earth. After the revival of the Kunlun Realm, a large number of treasures can be born every day, including many extremely long-lasting holy medicines, as well as 100,000-year-old ancient holy medicines and Yuanhui holy medicines.

In the past, the Central Imperial City was still under the control of the court. Although monks from the Heavenly Court entered, most of the treasures were obtained by the court.

However, as the situation in Kunlun Realm changes, more and more monks from the Heavenly Court enter the Central Imperial City, and the treasures that the court can obtain are getting less and less.

Soon, the 70,000-year holy medicine was obtained by a six-step holy king.

"When I refine this holy medicine, my king's cultivation will be greatly improved, and this trip will not be in vain." The Six-Step Holy King who had seized the holy medicine couldn't help laughing.

Hearing this kind of words, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Most of the monks in the heavenly court came to the treasures of Kunlun Realm. How many people really resisted the Hell Realm?

It is simply a delusion to rely on the monks in the Heavenly Court and the Ten Thousand Worlds to protect the Central Imperial City and the entire Kunlun Realm.

To put it bluntly, most monks in the Heavenly Kingdom, like monks in the Hell Realm, are plunderers, plundering resources from the great world.

Those strong realms don’t care about the life or death of the weak realms, and are happy to open up one merit battlefield after another to gain more benefits.
To be continued...