The Qinglu God King's eyes were deep and said, "Everyone should have discovered that the holy will condensed by Zhang Ruochen is extraordinary and the Taoist realm. With his identity as the controller of time and space, once he enters the divine realm, it is probably easy to kill the god."

The Blood-Jue War God snorted coldly: "Why is it difficult for you, the Qinglu God King, to kill the god?"

"no the same."

The Qinglu God King waved his hand and said, "I can kill gods because I have practiced for hundreds of thousands of years and have strong cultivation support. And Zhang Ruochen entered the divine realm and could easily kill gods who had not survived the Yuanhui disaster, just as he could easily kill Shang Ziyang and Chu Jian."

"In theory, even Que and Yan Wushen cannot easily kill these two people without using sneak attacks and assassination methods. Because they are not weak, they will have to pay a huge price to kill them, and they may even die together."

"Zhang Ruochen is different. He can mobilize the power of time and space at the same time to suppress cultivators who are almost the same as his realm, and make the other party have no time to self-destruct the holy source. Even if the other party wants to escape, he cannot escape."

"In other words, as long as your cultivation is not as good as Zhang Ruochen, you will definitely die when you meet Zhang Ruochen. You can't escape!"

"Imagine if Zhang Ruochen reaches our level, wouldn't he kill us if he wants to kill us? We don't even have the chance to escape, and there is no way to check and balance him?"

The Qinglu God King's words were a bit alarmist. All the gods present were human spirits and knew his intentions, but they all heard them.

The achievements Zhang Ruochen showed today were so terrifying that they shocked the gods.

In front of him, the representative figure of the Yuanhui level did not even have the power to save his life. Wouldn't it mean that a person can suppress the entire secular world?

Even dispatching a saint army may not threaten him.

The Qinglu God King said again: "Zhang Ruochen just broke through to the supreme realm. His cultivation and combat power are not much higher than Que and Yin Yuanchen. However, why is he capable of overwhelming the eight masters of the Heavenly Court? Why can he compete with three Yuanhui-level geniuses?"

"What does this mean?"

"This shows that the holy will and Taoist realms he cultivated have the characteristics of being strong when encountering strong."

"At the same time, the controllers of time and space are not afraid of siege. If they want to escape, no one can keep them. If they want to stay, they can use one person's power to restrain a group of monks of the same level."

"The Sumeru Holy Monks back then were not so powerful. Don't you feel fear in your heart?"

The Qinglu God King looked at the faces of the gods, his eyes changed, and he sighed: "You are so exaggerating, right? As a god's arrogance, you will not take a holy realm monk seriously. However, you should wake up and understand that Zhang Ruochen is still a holy realm monk now? He is only one last step away from becoming a god."

Suddenly, the Qinglu God King looked at the Ghost Lord and said, "Ghost Lord, do you believe it or not? Within a thousand years, Zhang Ruochen will have the strength to kill all the gods under you in the Earth Demon Ghost City?"

The ghost master said gloomyly: "The Earth Demon Ghost City is not a god who has survived the Yuanhui disaster."

"Zhang Ruochen has mastered the sundial. Is it really only a thousand years? Let's take a step back, Zhang Ruochen only needs to kill all the gods in the Earth Demon Ghost City that have not survived the Yuanhui disaster. Can your Earth Demon Ghost City still rank third among the nine ghost cities?" The Qinglu God King smiled.

The Ghost Lord narrowed his eyes suddenly, and it was really scared by the Qinglu God King.

The blood-jue war god's pair of tiger eyes staring at the Qinglu God King, how could he not tell that he was a heart-killing strategy?

The blood queen said: "The God King is so exaggerating! Let's not talk about when Ruochen will step into the divine realm. Even if he enters the divine realm, he will not be able to kill gods indiscriminately."

"Who knows what's going on? After all, the vision of the backflow of the Fate Creek and flooding the Temple has happened." The Qinglu God King said something, looked at the Judgment Venerable, and said seriously: "Zhang Ruochen's father is Qi Tian. Qi Tian was imprisoned in the Temple of Fate, and Zhang Ruochen was his only descendant."

In the world of divine realm, the atmosphere is extremely strange.

Everyone knows that the Qinglu God King is bewitching people's hearts and wants to use a knife to kill people to prevent Zhang Ruochen from entering the divine realm.

"Boom!"

The Blood Dragon Battle Sphur in the hands of the God of Bloody War slammed heavily on the ground, and the waves of energy scattered out like mountains and seas, saying: "No matter what you think in your heart, who dares to touch him before Zhang Ruochen stepped into the divine realm, my Bloody War God vowed here and he will definitely kill him and slaughter the clan."

The Blood-Jui War God knew that with his tough attitude, it was impossible to suppress all the gods, and a strong sense of crisis arose in his heart. Zhang Ruochen's excellence had exceeded his expectations, and even made the giants in the divine realm feel threatened.

What made him even more uneasy was the attitude of judging the Venerable.

The Qinglu God King mentioned the vision of Qi Tian and the Temple of Destiny, but the Judgment Venerable did not make any statement, which is a very dangerous signal.

If it were in the past, the Judgment Master would not believe that a mere holy monk could bring about the vision of "returning the stream of life and flooding the temple". But now, it may not be possible!

First, Zhang Ruochen does have unparalleled talents in the world.

Second, Zhang Ruochen and the Temple of Destiny have an irreconcilable contradiction.

The ruling company always holds the principle of killing people that it is better to kill the wrong person than to let go.

The Qinglu God King smiled slightly and gently twisted his hair and stroked his beard.

The ghost clan's expression is in a shady and sunny way.

The six great men in Tiannan Life and Death Ruins showed a meditative look on their faces, not knowing what they were thinking.

Emperor Luo Yan let out a laugh, breaking the dull atmosphere: "Zhang Ruochen is now a monk in the Hell Realm. It should be worried that he will enter the divine realm and it is the heavenly court. Why are you so nervous?"

"Besides, even if he enters the Divine Realm, he is just a new god. Do you really think he can change the pattern of the Divine Realm? Not to mention anything else, there are many gods among the gods in the Temple of Destiny over the past 100,000 years, who can suppress Zhang Ruochen. Which leader in each era of the Ten Clan Temple is the easy person?"

"God King Qinglu, as you have the energy to think about a holy realm monk, it is better to think about the war in the universe and starry sky where the ancient civilization faction is located. This is the pattern we should have!"

The Qinglu God King said: "What the Emperor said is very much."

...

On the sea.

The sky above Zhang Ruochen's head emitted a colorful divine cloud, and the feet were covered with chaotic fog. His body seemed to be burning, emitting a dazzling light.

The power of heaven and earth continues to gather in succession.

The power fluctuated in his body and reached its peak.

"Yin and Yang and Five Elements, Heaven, Earth, Time and Space, I am the only one peerless sword."

All the sword rules in Zhang Ruochen's body rushed out of the body. Each rule was in the shape of a sword. Although it had not transformed into a rule divine pattern, it was almost the same.

The two energy of Yin and Yang, the power of the five elements, the imprint of time, the rules of space, and the rules of truth are completely integrated with Zhang Ruochen's sword. The ancient sword in his hand seems to have become as heavy as a star.

Que, Yin Yuanchen and Yan Wushen's body were squeezed by space and invaded by time, and were even locked by Zhang Ruochen's sword will.

They are all in different time and space, and Zhang Ruochen does not seem to be only one person, but has thousands of incarnations.

"The roar of the gods and demons!"

"The ancient text of the Void God."

"Six Paths of Reincarnation!"

...

The three of them each used their strongest magical powers and magic, and at the same time they fought against the battle swords that were slashing from various time and space.

"Boom!"

The entire sea area exploded and the space collapsed violently.

The monks standing tens of thousands of miles away all have a strange feeling of being pulled by space forces and approaching the center of the battlefield.

Neither the monks in Heaven nor hell believed that Zhang Ruochen had the strength to fight against three. They mobilized the holy energy and gathered in their pupils, and looked tightly towards the center of the battlefield.

I don’t know if it was time to slow down. After the sea leveled, the three figures flew backwards from Zhang Ruochen’s Eternal Return Realm.

"Puff!"

Yin Yuanchen's defense was penetrated, his body shattered into seven pieces, and the blood stained the sea red. On the way backwards, the Buddha light emitted from Tongtian Futu helped him condense his body again.

Then, Yin Yuanchen turned into a ray of light, without looking back, and quickly fled.

Although Que was also hit by the sword technique used by Zhang Ruochen, he blurted his body and dissolved half of the attacks, threw them into the void, spitting out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and falling softly to the sea.

His body was completely revealed and could not appear in a state of nothingness, and he was obviously very injured.

Only Yan Wushen, although he was repelled, used the six realms of reincarnation to block Zhang Ruochen's shocking sword, without being injured, and still maintained a golden body of nine and six feet high, reflecting the Qianli Sea area into golden color.

The eternal return to the same realm dispersed, and Zhang Ruochen also had sword marks on his body, but the wind was light and clouds were faint, and the vagueness emerged from the dust. His eyes were on Que and Yan Wushen, and he said, "Do you still want to continue?"

The Shadow Dan Sword in Que's hand turned into rules and flowed into his body.

He sighed: "No need! You are invincible in the world, and I am not an opponent. But I will not admit defeat. After entering the divine realm, I hope there is still a chance to fight."

He lacks a stunning figure, steps on the waves, and his back is quite lonely and lost.

It should be a man of the past and shining the world, but it has become a foil for an era. Even the most proud swordsman was defeated like a crushing defeat. How could I not feel lonely in my heart?

Yan Wushen's eyes were bright. After a long time of silence, his boiling fighting spirit gradually subsided. He put away his golden body and changed his body back to normal size. He smiled and said, "Forget it, today is embarrassing enough, there is no need to fight again! If you want to be the Lord of the Ten Realms, just let you do it. Don't forget the agreement between us. At that time, I will see your yin and yang and five elements of the holy will."

Yan Wushen felt a little uncomfortable, and sighed and left across the space.

Although Zhang Ruochen was strong, he did not dare to fight Yan Wushen. The reason why Yan Wushen chose to stop was because Zhang Ruochen's peerless sword just now defeated the three of them, which had a considerable impact on Yan Wushen's invincible state of mind.

With this state of mind, if you fight Zhang Ruochen, you will definitely lose.

That's true, it's better to be a favor and help Zhang Ruochen as the Lord of the Ten Realms. Compared with personal victory or defeat, it is obvious that the matter of the Dark Abyss is more important.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the sharp eyes, staring at the monks in the Heavenly Court and Hell, and sang: "In the battle of the ten realms, I am invincible in the world. Now, I am the lord of the ten realms. Who else is not convinced? Who else wants to fight me?"

Wherever his eyes passed, everyone bowed their heads and dared not look at them.

"boom!"

After a long silence, the monks of the Immortal Blood Clan produced a thunderous sound like a tide.

The three words "Zhang Ruochen" sounded in the shouts, endlessly.
Chapter completed!