The nine hundred and ninety-nine clones dissipated and turned into extremely dark Yama Qi again, and penetrated into Yan Wushen's body.

"It is a very extraordinary physique to be able to integrate into a divine leg, but that is not your power after all. How many times can you use it?" Yan Wushen smiled faintly.

As the controller of the origin, Yan Wushen and Qianxing Tiannv both had the origin divine eyes at a glance, and they were even more powerful. Naturally, they could see the virtuality and reality of Zhang Ruochen’s left leg.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the magma lake, burning with a raging divine fire outside his body, with a high fighting spirit, like a flame god of war, and said calmly: "You try it and you will know."

Yan Shen Leg is indeed a big trump card for Zhang Ruochen, but it does not mean that he must rely on Yan Shen Leg to fight Yan Wushen.

"It's very crazy, it's not bad. I hope you can play with me for a while." Yan Wushen laughed.

While speaking, Yan Wushen raised his hand gently, and the hot magma on the ground rose into the sky, submerging Zhang Ruochen.

What is incredible is that the massive amount of magma turned into a mountain of gold and iron in an instant, which was very tall, but it was not fixed, but was constantly compressing and the structure became more and more tight. The terrifying pressure generated by it would be crushed even if it was an immortal body.

There is a space of only about a meter in the center of Jintie Mountain, and Zhang Ruochen is in it.

However, this space is not stable, but is constantly shrinking, and it has reached its limit and may be broken at any time.

"As the masters of the origin, Yu Chenjing and Yan Wushen are still far behind." Zhang Ruochen said in his heart.

Feeling that the pressure of squeezing became stronger and stronger, Zhang Ruochen did not hesitate and took out the ancient sword of Chenyuan and instantly entered the state of unity of human and sword, dancing as if slow and fast.

Suddenly, many crystal clear buds appeared, and each bud contained a vast world of swords, like independent space and space, running through ancient and modern times.

As Zhang Ruochen's thoughts turned, all the buds bloomed, releasing billions of sharp sword energy, and countless fragments of time and space were flying.

"boom."

No matter how strong the Jin and Iron Mountain is, it explodes in an instant.

Then, Zhang Ruochen's sword style changed and a substantial sword light in the form of a cross was cut out.

This is the great sword ten, with its power reaching the top level of immortal high-level holy art. At the same time, the rules of truth are mobilized, causing the attack power of this sword light to soar nine times.

Although the cultivation insights given by Ling Feiyu at the beginning were only the first four levels of Sword Ten, Zhang Ruochen, relying on his outstanding talent in swordsmanship, comprehended the fifth level of Sword Ten, and was able to cultivate Sword Ten to the level of great success.

There is no doubt that Zhang Ruochen's current sword realm is already the great saint ancestor who surpasses the Burial Heaven Sword lineage.

With Zhang Ruochen's current strength, only an extremely powerful opponent like Yan Wushen is qualified to let him cast Sword Ten.

Seeing the cross sword light slashing, a serious look appeared in Yan Wushen's eyes. Many original rules emerged from his body and turned into a stream of original particles that could not be seen with the naked eye.

When Yan Wushen was less than one meter away, the cross sword light suddenly collapsed and was disintegrated by the original power.

But while the cross sword light collapsed, a special spatial mark appeared, and the original power could not do anything.

Incredibly abruptly, Zhang Ruochen's figure appeared at the place where the space mark was located, and instantly waved his sword and slashed at Yan Wushen.

Obviously, Zhang Ruochen had already calculated everything. The attack just now was just an opportunity to get close to Yan Wushen.

The sword light flashed, and Yan Wushen's head flew out directly.

However, Zhang Ruochen's pupils were tightening, because Yan Wushen, who was beheaded by him, did not even flow out a drop of blood.

Extremely strange, behind Zhang Ruochen, a Yan Wushen appeared, and punched Zhang Ruochen's head.

At the critical moment, Zhang Ruochen turned around in an instant and blocked the ancient sword of Shenyuan.

"Bang."

Yan Wushen's fist hit Chen Yuan's ancient sword firmly.

The power of this punch was too terrifying, like a star falling from a height of millions of miles, unstoppable. Even with the resistance of the ancient sword of the Chenyuan, Zhang Ruochen still flew out like a meteor.

After flying straight for more than a thousand miles, Zhang Ruochen was able to stabilize his body, but he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of holy blood.

Yan Wushen's attack was too fierce and domineering. After the layers of power removed from the ancient sword of the Chenyuan and the Fire God's armor, Zhang Ruochen's internal organs were still affected by a heavy impact.

It is mainly because Zhang Ruochen's internal organs have not yet been immortalized and are relatively fragile.

A trace of solemn appearance appeared in Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and he said to himself: "It can instantly condense into a clone with the power of its origin, and the true body uses space movement to appear behind me. What a powerful space and original attainments."

If it is a clone condensed with ordinary holy energy, or even the essence and blood, Zhang Ruochen can immediately distinguish it.

But Yan Wushen’s original way is too clever and no one can notice it.

Zhang Ruochen has encountered many opponents, but Yan Wushen is undoubtedly the most terrifying, whether it is means or combat consciousness.

In the situation just now, if it were someone else, even the Great Sage in the Immortal Realm, would probably have died at the hands of Yan Wushen.

"The reaction is very fast, take another punch from me."

Before Yan Wushen's voice fell, his figure had already appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen did not retreat, and immediately waved his sword to meet him, and the sword technique of time was used.

Under the influence of the power of time, Zhang Ruochen's sword came first, and a large number of time marks were shrouded towards Yan Wushen.

Yan Wushen is the controller of two ancient ways that are rare in the ages, and he is able to use the two ancient ways very casually, even combine them with each other.

Zhang Ruochen is not bad either, he is also the controller of two ancient ways. The mystery of time will not be under the origin at all.

Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen fought fiercely, and their positions continued to change, gradually moving away from Luoshui.

The other monks could only look out from afar and didn't dare to follow. Only the Nether Demon and the Nether Buddha followed closely behind.

The two of them were almost certain that Zhang Ruochen would definitely lose this battle, so they followed up just to prevent Zhang Ruochen from escaping after losing.

The battle between Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen was too fierce. Wherever he passed, the space was fragmented, the earth turned into scorched earth, and its vitality was extinct.

Fortunately, there is no human race in this area anymore, otherwise it will cause extremely heavy casualties.

After repeated fierce battles, Zhang Ruochen became more and more brave as he fought. He did not allow Yan Wushen to gain any advantage. Even the injuries suffered by his carelessness had already been cured.

There is the divine yang transformed by the seven-star god-ling sun leaves. Zhang Ruochen doesn’t need to care about the ordinary minor injuries.

Yan Wushen stared at Zhang Ruochen and said seriously: "I have to admit that Zhang Ruochen, your strength is somewhat beyond my expectations and is qualified to die under the secret technique of the Yan Luo clan."

As Yan Wushen finished speaking, the whole world suddenly became darker.

I saw the strange mark on Yan Wushen’s forehead radiating dark light, and the rules of heaven and earth and the holy energy of heaven and earth, which were radiantly surging, gathering from all directions.

At the same time, nearly 100 million holy rules broke out from Yan Wushen's body, each of which was solid and thick, and could even be compared with the holy rules in the immortal great sage.

Based on the strange mark, nearly 100 million holy rules are intertwined, and an evil world has condensed, and with the flood of the rules of heaven and earth and the holy energy of heaven and earth, it has become increasingly huge.

This world is as dark as a black hole, emitting a unique aura of hell. You can vaguely hear the howlings of hundreds of millions of evil ghosts, making your scalp numb.

An invisible world pressure spread, as if it was about to cover the entire eastern region.

"What a terrible secret technique. Is this really a means that the Holy King can use?"

"Yan Wushen is too strong. It seems that even Zhang Ruochen can't break Yan Wushen's invincible myth."

"Zhang Ruochen's cultivation time is still short and he lacks the necessary accumulation. If he can give him more time, Yan Wushen may not be able to surpass him."

"I hope Zhang Ruochen can survive, otherwise who else can compete with Yan Wushen in the future?"

"It's probably difficult. The Nether Demon and the Nether Buddha have been following each other. This is a decision to kill Zhang Ruochen."

...

Feeling the terrifying aura emitted by the evil world, all the monks in the Heavenly Court who looked out from afar were trembling.

Fairy Tianchu raised her head, and the vertical eyes between her eyebrows were shining with divine light. Looking up at the increasingly huge evil world over there, a strong sense of worry was revealed between her eyebrows.

She was willing to help Zhang Ruochen, but she was powerless. Her cultivation strength had not yet reached its peak, and even with the inheritance of the ancestor of the Luoshen ancestor, she could not mobilize the power of Luoshui as she pleased.

"Unless... use that thing,..."

Fairy Tianchu was very confused in her heart.

That thing is of great importance, and once used, the consequences will be unpredictable. If not done properly, it will bring disaster to the entire Tianchu civilization.

The Nether Demon sneered and said, "I didn't expect that Yan Wushen would actually use the 'Heaven Hell'. It seems that we don't need to take action, and Zhang Ruochen will definitely die this time."

"Only by practicing the way of space and the way of origin at the same time, can we have the opportunity to cultivate the 'Hell of Yama', which is the supreme secret technique of the Yama clan. From ancient times to the present, not many people have practiced it. Even if you and I hold the ancient mantra furnace, it is difficult to fight this move." The Buddha said seriously.

Thinking of the terrifying "Hell of Yama", the Nether Demon and the Nether Buddha couldn't help but retreat a lot to avoid being affected.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's expression became extremely solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the evil world with a diameter of more than ten thousand miles.

He could clearly feel that the surrounding space had completely solidified, and even he could not use the space to move away.

Yan Wushen looked down at Zhang Ruochen with a cold look: "It's over here."

Yan Wushen waved his hand and the huge "Hell of Yama" carried an unparalleled momentum and crushed towards Zhang Ruochen.

Pulled by terrible power, more than ten small stars fell from outside the domain, all of which were swallowed by the "Hell of Yama" and turned into powder.

Zhang Ruochen breathed a sigh of relief and took out something with his hands. It was simple and unpretentious, but it was an extremely mysterious Taoist rhyme. It was the sundial.

Without any reservation, Zhang Ruochen injected all the sacred energy and the sixty-three time rules he cultivated into the sundial, and the secrets of truth were also used by him.

At the same time, Zhang Ruochen used the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" to extract a large amount of divine essence from the divine yang transformed by the seven-star god Ling sun leaves, and injected it into the sundial.

Suddenly, a layer of green light appeared on the surface of the sundial, and countless light spots flew out from it, condensed into a blue horse, facing the "Hell of Yama".

Wherever the blue color practice passes, time becomes extremely disordered, and large areas of time and space are distorted and devastating collapse occurs.

With the improvement of time and the research and understanding of sundials, Zhang Ruochen was able to use sundials to launch attacks without being limited to assisting in practice.

The sundial is a treasure of time that has existed since the beginning of human civilization. If it can be fully activated, it will not be difficult to destroy a great world.
To be continued...