"Sword Nine."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were sharp and he tried his best to use his sword.

Brilliant sword light and fire light burst out, and the energy of destruction filled the air, seeming to destroy everything.

If it weren't for the sword tomb, tens of thousands of miles around would have sunk due to this collision.

A battle at the level of a great sage can easily cause the stars to fall.

For any great world, a battle between great saints would be a catastrophe.

Countless purgatory fires splashed and fell from the sky, turning into hot fire rain and melting everything.

"how's it going?"

Xiang Chunan and others all turned their attention to Zhang Ruochen, wanting to know the specific situation.

Zhang Ruochen remained motionless, holding the monstrous sword and looking at the Son of Blood Butcher God. One of his sleeves was missing and was burned to ashes by the fire of purgatory.

On the other side, the Blood-Slaughter God Son's face was ashen, and a strand of hair fell down, but it was cut off by the sword energy.

On the surface, he had some advantages, but he was not satisfied at all. The ant-like existence in his eyes could cut off his hair. If he got closer, would he be able to hurt him?

"Bang."

The violent purgatory fire emerged from the body of the Blood-Slaughter God Son and filled the sky.

The strand of hair that was cut off burned and turned into ashes instantly.

The Infinite Purgatory Tower shook violently, and countless mysterious inscriptions emerged, shining brightly, with a hint of divine power filling the air, as if the space was completely solidified.

If it were outside the territory, I'm afraid some stars would have been shaken down.

"hiss."

Everyone who was in the Sword Tomb could not help but shudder at this moment and felt that their scalp was numb.

There was obviously no wind, but everyone felt a breeze blowing by, carrying a strong smell of blood, as if a purgatory was about to descend on the world.

According to legend, the Infinite Purgatory Tower is a world of purgatory, where even gods may be suppressed and refined.

In fact, it did suppress a god once, so there is still a faint trace of divine power left.

Each of the supreme holy weapons that can kill gods possesses incredible power. It is difficult to find even a few of them in many big worlds.

Zhang Ruochen looked solemn and tried his best to borrow power from the sixteen patriarchs while mobilizing the laws of truth.

Although the sword tomb will suppress the way of truth, it can still play a certain role. Even if it is worth twice the power, the significance is huge.

This attack by the Blood-Slaughter God Son is no small matter. He must go all out, otherwise, he will definitely suffer a big loss.

"True Thunder and Fire Sword Technique" is used, and the world is filled with thunder and fire.

This swordsmanship is particularly suitable for Zhang Ruochen. First of all, Zhang Ruochen cultivates spiritual power and is best at thunder spells. Secondly, Zhang Ruochen masters the pure fire of annihilation and has reached the level of Chen Yan.

Coupled with his amazing talent in swordsmanship, practicing the "True Thunder and Fire Sword Technique" is very easy, and he has already fully understood its essence.

Fortunately, the Purifying Divine Fire he mastered was extremely powerful, and he was extremely immune to the fire of purgatory. Otherwise, the situation would have been even more unfavorable in the battle with the Son of Blood-Slaying God.

"boom."

The collision of two extremely powerful forces caused the entire sword tomb to shake violently.

Rub rub rub, Zhang Ruochen stepped back several miles, neutralizing all the force of the impact.

The flames of the Infernal Purgatory Tower splashed, part of the inscriptions dimmed, and the power it exuded was obviously weakened.

The face of the Blood-Slaughter God Son became even more ugly. He thought he could easily deal with Zhang Ruochen, but now the situation was somewhat beyond his expectation.

"I want to see how many rounds you can last in my hands with the power of those Yin spirits?" The Blood-Slaughter God Son snorted coldly and launched another attack.

No matter how strong the external force is, it cannot last forever. As long as he continues to attack, Zhang Ruochen will soon be defeated.

"You are very strong, but it is impossible to defeat me in the Sword Tomb."

Zhang Ruochen held the Taotian Sword horizontally and flicked the dust off his body. Then, a sword domain composed of thousands of swords appeared automatically.

In the distance, dense blood mist poured into the sword tomb, and figures of undead vampires with powerful auras emerged.

The Nine-Eyed King held his hands in front of his chest and snorted coldly: "It's useless to say that we are useless. He will not be able to win for a long time when he encounters a difficult opponent like Zhang Ruochen."

Xia Wenxin, with long hair fluttering, looked at the battlefield in the distance with a smile on her face and said: "Whether it's the bloody massacre or Zhang Ruochen, who has been incarnated by the ghosts of sixteen sword masters, they all have the power to challenge the great sage. This battle

, it’s better that we don’t get involved.”

The Great Sage's blow is not so easy to withstand.

At this time, breaking into the battle circle between the two of them is no different from being attacked by two great saints at the same time. It will only lead to a dead end.

Wangqiu Shenzi, who was as tall as an iron tower, said: "If Zhang Ruochen can be distracted, maybe the Blood Massacre can win faster."

Xia Wenxin glanced at Bao Lie, Ji Fanxin and others, and said: "In that case, you guys pick an opponent!"

"I'll go first."

The Nine-Eyed Heavenly King has been holding back his anger and has long wanted to fight to the bitter end.

The fleshy wings on the back spread out like two huge blood clouds, the body flew into the air, the palm of the right hand stretched forward, and a beam of light with a diameter of three feet flew out of the eye in the palm.

The light beam has not yet arrived, and the mighty wind has already surged in, causing Bao Lie, Ji Fanxin and others to fly sand and rocks in front of them.

"Roar."

Bao Lie let out a low roar and punched a fist seal with all his strength.

The fist seal turned into a nebula leopard, extremely huge and lifelike, scattering large swaths of starlight wherever it passed.

"Boom."

The two collided with each other, and the powerful force shook the world.

The nearby volcanoes collapsed, and magma gushes out from the ground, turning hundreds of miles around into red.

The next moment, the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King reached the sky above Bao Lie, laughed loudly, and another beam of light flew out of his eyes.

Ji Fanxin took out a crystal clear purple petal, held it in the palm of his hand, and said: "How dare you come here, you are too conceited, Nine-Eyed Heavenly King."

"Wow——"

The purple petals flew out, split into two, two into four, four into eight... Finally, they turned into a rain of flowers all over the sky.

This is not an ordinary flower rain, but a mental attack.

Being hit by any petal will cause trauma to the spirit and holy soul.

However, before the flower rain fell on the Nine-Eyed Heavenly King, it was attracted by the power of a breath, turned into a torrent, and flew over.

Xia Wenxin, who had fluttering blood hair and was handsome and prosperous, used a roll of bamboo slips to collect all the petals.

"The famous Baihua Fairy is indeed so beautiful." Xia Wenxin stared at Givenchy with an appreciative look on her face.

"Be careful, even the Underworld Immortal suffered in her hands. Roses have thorns, so be careful and hurt your hand." The Nine-Eyed King spoke while fighting Bao Lie.

The next moment, Xia Wenxin and Ji Fanxin took action almost at the same time. Their speed was extremely fast and they disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

Led by Wangqiu Shenzi, several other emperor's sons, emperor's daughters, and the army of immortal vampires besieged Xiang Chunan and others.

"Wow."

The wonderful little Taoist punched out seven divine planets and arranged them in seven different directions. A large number of formation inscriptions appeared on the surface of the planets, forming a ninth-level formation.

With the help of the ninth-grade formation and the assistance of Xiang Chunan, Da Sikong, Er Sikong and others, they were able to barely hold off Wangqiu Shenzi and others.

Now, Shi Qiankun was the only one not participating in the battle. He looked far into the distance and saw a group of undead vampires rushing towards Leng Shankun.

"No, Leng Huoshan is the place where Zhang Ruochen condensed his Taoist body for the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword. We must not let the Shen Yuan Ancient Sword fall into the hands of the undead vampires."

Shi Qiankun took out a talisman and put it on his chest. Then his whole body was enveloped in white light and he flew out quickly.

After catching up with the Immortal Vampires, Shi Qiankun fired out blood-suppressing talismans one by one and a large number of mountain-linking talismans, killing more than 700 Holy Realm monks of the Immortal Vampires and suppressing them under the stone mountains.

Standing on the top of Lenghuoshan Mountain, Shi Qiankun wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is actually a talisman in the world that can restrain the undead vampires. Can you let me have a look?" A strange voice sounded.

Hearing this voice, Shi Qiankun's expression suddenly changed.

A wisp of black mist appeared out of thin air, condensing the figure of the Underworld Immortal.

A moment ago, I was still at the foot of the mountain.

The next moment, I was already standing on the mountainside.

Shi Qiankun knew that he was no match for the Underworld Immortal, so he turned around and jumped into the mountainside of Leng Huoshan.

"Hey, it seems that in addition to "Star Map", there are also unexpected gains this time."

Mingxian pursues Shi Qiankun just for the "Picture of Stars".

"Huh? This cold volcano seems a little weird."

Ming Xian lightly stamped his foot, a roar sounded, and a large number of cracks appeared in the huge mountain, and then collapsed and opened, revealing everything inside.

In the heart of the mountain, Shen Yuan's ancient sword is suspended below the sundial. A young man in black is sitting cross-legged on the sword. He looks exactly like Zhang Ruochen and is trying his best to condense the Tao body.
To be continued...