The two gates of destiny shine thousands of miles, turning the sea water into silver.

The suppression of fate not only affects Zhang Ruochen, but also falls on Shang Zigong, who is closest to Zhang Ruochen.

Shang Zigong realized that something was wrong.

Therefore, when the ghost light death soul talisman was only a few hundred meters away from Zhang Ruochen, Shang Zigong decisively used the flowing light to retreat and escape, so as not to kill Zhang Ruochen while killing him.

If the Shangzi fights together and dies, he will never retreat, Zhang Ruochen will be in great danger today.

However, Shang Zigong's retreat made Zhang Ruochen find a glimmer of life.

As Shang Zigong retreated, the power of the Dao Tianhuang Seal quickly weakened. Thousands of stars surged out of Zhang Ruochen's body, and a chaotic star sea was induced to fight against the power of the two gates of destiny with the way of truth.

At the same time, twelve golden wings grew on his back, turning into a golden light and soaring into the sky. His fingers pinched into a sword technique, and the ancient sword of Chenyuan flew out first.

"Zheng!"

The harsh sound of swords resounded throughout the world.

The ancient sword of Chenyuan rotated rapidly, slammed heavily into the palm of the Dao Tianhuang Seal, combined with three supreme holy weapons, smashed it into wisps of clouds.

However, Zhang Ruochen did not give time to escape.

"Boom!"

Under the guidance of the Southern Saint, the Death Soul Talisman shattered and opened early, and an astonishing destructive force burst out. The black death aura spreads out into the seas around the center with the Talisman as the center.

I don't know how much sea water evaporated at this moment.

The waves raised in the outer sea area turned into a hundred-foot water wall, and the sea water turned dead black, like thick and smelly ink.

Many monks saw that when the Ghost Light Death Soul Talisman exploded, Zhang Ruochen was within a hundred meters of its own and failed to hide in the inner space of the Supreme Holy Artifact in time.

Shang Zigong had retreated five hundred miles away, but the power of the talisman still hit him, causing the holy robe on his body to be shattered.

His body was hit by a heavy punch, and he flew out with the energy for thousands of miles before he could stabilize again.

Fortunately, Shang Zipeng's physical defense was strong and immortal, and he was not injured.

However, the soul was impacted and the mind was tingling.

Shang Zideng looked back and saw that the entire sea area became turbid and bubbles were emerging.

The power of death permeates and extinguishes all vitality.

"No matter how strong Zhang Ruochen is in such an attack, he should be destroyed in both spirit and form."

Shang Zigong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his mood suddenly became clear. Standing on the sea filled with death, he felt the world full of vitality and his thoughts were full of relaxation and comfort.

The devil in my heart was wiped out.

The number of rules of the holy path in his body is slowly increasing.

"Haha! It's finally over. I was the one who killed Zhang Ruochen." Nan Sheng felt relieved, and he stroked the white beards that fell from his cheeks, feeling quite proud.

Some are happy, some are sad.

Xiang Chunan clenched his fingers tightly, his eyes staring like two copper bells, feeling painful and uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to say. Finally, he let out a long roar like a roar.

Qingsixue patted his shoulder and sighed.

Among the monks in the Tianlong Realm, Ao Yi sighed: "A flash in the pan, a moment of glory."

Ao Xukong knew that Zhang Ruochen was the queen of Shu Qianqian, and he had a respect for him in his heart and said bitterly: "If Zhang Ruochen breaks the realm and reaches the supreme realm, I wonder how strong he will be? How many monks will be amazed?"

In the previous battle, Zhang Ruochen had been pushed to the limit. Naturally, more monks saw that he had not condensed the supreme body, or had a cultivation level of a life of death.

"There is no longer such a possibility." Ao Yi said.

The fairy Linglong bit her lips lightly, and her beautiful eyes stared at the place with the densest death aura, secretly looking forward to something, saying, "He was killed by heaven and hell together. Is there really no place for him to live in the world?"

Ao Yi said meaningfully: "Maybe, he doesn't want to integrate into heaven or hell. If he chooses one of them, he will not be enemies of the whole world. No matter what, it is his own choice. It can lead to the five powerful people joining forces to deal with it. Even if he dies in battle, it will shock an era."

On the ancient ship where monks in the Temple of Destiny gathered, Prajna and Blood Tu all showed incredible expressions, and always felt that all this was not true.

"Not...what else is there any variable?"

Xue Tu whispered, not knowing whether he was expecting a change or worried about a change.

Prajna formed a palm print with both hands and pressed it out at the same time. Suddenly, a powerful hurricane surged out, blowing away the evil spirit of death on the sea. She didn't believe that all this was true. Zhang Ruochen would never have fallen in the hands of a mere Nan Sheng.

As the evil spirit of death faded, everyone's eyes became clear.

A light and dark fire appeared on the sea surface.

“That’s…”

The smile on Nan Sheng's face froze, and his eyes stared at the fire.

I saw that the fire was flying towards him quickly.

"not good!"

Nan Sheng's face changed and his heart was so shocked that he couldn't understand why Zhang Ruochen could survive in the Death Soul Talisman?

Without time to think about it, he put two talismans on his legs and flew quickly to the distance.

The firelight became brighter and brighter, and it was Zhang Ruochen wearing the armor of the Fire God.

I have to say that the Ghost Light Death Soul Talisman is indeed very strong. The moment it exploded, Zhang Ruochen, who was in the Fire God's armor, almost shook his body into blood mud.

However, Zhang Ruochen combines the heart of truth and the white blood and earth, and the vitality contained in the body naturally cannot be erased so easily.

As for the impact of the ghost light death soul talisman on the soul, it was blocked by the power of the sword soul.

In the divine realm, there may be cultivators who can defeat Zhang Ruochen. However, it is definitely not that easy to kill Zhang Ruochen.

Unless the ghost light death soul talisman falls directly on Zhang Ruochen and explodes, it can be done.

Just now, when everyone thought that Zhang Ruochen died under the Death Soul Talisman, Zhang Ruochen had already used this short time to condense his body again and recover from his injuries.

What made Zhang Ruochen even more happy was that the rules of the holy Tao in his body grew wildly and continued to impact the extreme realm of the two Yuanhui numbers.

The opportunity to break the realm has come.

"Where to go? Go to die."

Zhang Ruochen's speed was too fast, and it was difficult to get out of his right hand at the divine realm. He caught up with Nan Sheng and punched him.

The magic fire of Jingmiao and the fist force surged out together.

Nan Sheng had no time to use his mental power, so he had to turn around, slapped his palms out, and made a mountain-sized wheel seal.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen penetrated the wheel seal and slammed Nan Sheng’s chest with his fist.

Nan Sheng's body was shattered, and blood scattered in the sea area of ​​a hundred feet.

"Train for me!"

A large amount of divine fire surged out from the Fire God armor on Zhang Ruochen, covering the entire sea area, refining the blood, body, and mental power of Nan Sheng, and completely killing him.

"Crazy!"

The Southern Saint's spiritual power is immortal. From a gourd-shaped vessel, dense talismans are drawn out to protect the blood and body scattered in the sea.

The six sword lights broke through the air and evolved into six sword techniques to attack Zhang Ruochen.

At the same time, Vayasu's laughter sounded and said, "Zhang Ruochen, I'll kill you!"

Zhang Ruochen broke the six sword techniques one by one, and the body of Vacant Infant appeared beside him, grabbed the strongest Asura sword among the six swords, and swung the sword and slashed it horizontally.

Yuan stood above Zhang Ruochen's head, stepping on a ghost cloud formed by thousands of evil ghosts, and a pair of slender jade hands carved one after another of the ghost patterns of the abandoned sky.

The Ghost Pattern of the Abandoned Heaven is created by the Ghost Lord, which can communicate with the world, control all ghosts, and steal the power of the sky.

The densely packed ghost patterns of the abandoned sky were pressed down at the same time with the ghost clouds that lasted hundreds of miles.

Zhang Ruochen shot out all the magic mirror of the mountain, the black gold battle with the sky pillar, the Vajra Moon Wheel, and the ancient sword of the Shenyuan, and shook away the variegated baby. Then, he rushed straight to the sky and faced the ghost cloud.

"war!"

Behind him, the unmoved King and Saint Condensed, transforming into a tall and majestic figure.

The Unmoved King Shengxiang slapped out with a palm, smashing the ghost clouds and shaking the annihilated ghost patterns.

Yuan's eyes narrowed, and a pair of black eagle wings grew on her back, and flew quickly out of the sky. She dared not fight with Zhang Ruochen like Shang Zipeng and Vacant Infant, but she didn't see Nan Shengdu being smashed by Zhang Ruochen's body.

"Zhang Ruochen, let's continue to fight."

The greedy infant laughed and drove the six swords and chased Zhang Ruochen.

On the sea, drops of blood and pieces of residual bodies gathered together again under the guidance of mental power and turned into the body of the Southern Saint.

He looked pale and weak, and his eyes were still frightened, and he said to himself: "What a terrible Zhang Ruochen, the ghost light and death soul talisman cannot kill him, and he can't fight any more!"

This battle caused a considerable psychological shadow on Nan Sheng, as if Zhang Ruochen could not defeat it at all, and it was a peak that he could not cross.

Nan Sheng is about to withdraw from the battlefield...

"Swish!"

In the sky, a giant sword that was 1,000 meters long penetrated into the air and smashed his body again.
To be continued...