The tattered talisman was handed over to Zhang Ruochen by Elder Taishang before he went to the second gradient of the Endless Abyss, claiming that it had terrifying power.

However, Zhang Ruochen didn't believe it very much.

After all, the talisman is too tattered to really be indistinguishable from waste paper.

It was only with the mentality of trying that Zhang Ruochen poured the holy qi into it, but he didn't expect that the talisman had really changed.

The red dots of light on the talisman became denser and denser, and they were still spreading outward rapidly.

Zhang Ruochen didn't know how to use this talisman, but a strange consciousness appeared in his mind, as if someone was guiding him and teaching him how to use the talisman.

Zhang Ruochen was surprised to find that the strange consciousness actually came out of the talisman.

The talisman, as if it had life, coincided with Zhang Ruochen's consciousness.

"Combined. ”

Zhang Ruochen bit his finger and drew a blood-red line mark on the talisman.

Then, he put the talisman on his chest, and with a "bang", the talisman was directly immersed in the skin. At the place of the chest, there is only one rune mark left.

"Bang. ”

Dense blood-red points of light poured out from Zhang Ruochen's chest, and the Uncle Yue who was standing behind him also flew out.

Uncle Yue steadied his footsteps and stared at Zhang Ruochen in surprise: "What a powerful force...... Who is that power coming from?"

Uncle Yue can be sure that the power just now definitely does not belong to Zhang Ruochen.

......

............

In the sky, half of Chu Siyuan's body collapsed, but with his strong spiritual power, he was still trying to support it, otherwise, he would have already fallen.

However, he was already at the end of his crossbow, and in the face of the sect leader's wife, he had no power to fight back at all.

The sect leader's wife walked over to him, the four pairs of blood wings on his back flapped slightly, and his whole body exuded a demonic, demonic, and domineering temperament, everything between heaven and earth, including air and light, was flowing outward, and he didn't dare to approach her.

"Staying obediently in the Painting Sect, you can at least save your life, why bother with the affairs of the Blood God Sect?" said the sect leader's wife condescendingly.

Reaching the realm of the Holy King, the life level of the sect master's wife has become different, even if she looks at Chu Siyuan, it is like looking at an ant, without any emotional fluctuations.

Only people of the same level are qualified to have a head-on dialogue.

Obviously, Chu Siyuan is no longer qualified to have a head-on dialogue with her.

Chu Siyuan's face did not have a trace of desolation, but laughed loudly, and said with a righteous face: "You just broke through one step ahead of the old man, there is nothing to blame." Success and defeat are the laws of ancient times. Today, the old man dies in your hands, and in another day, the sages of Confucianism and Taoism will surely take your life. ”

Chu Siyuan knew that he couldn't survive today, but he was also very strong, and his body, which had been beaten and collapsed, stood up straight again, and glared at the sect leader's wife with his head held high.

Even if you want to die, you must die standing and die with dignity.

The saints of the Blood God Sect, who had already fled to a distance, glanced back, and all of them sighed secretly, and they had to admire Chu Siyuan in their hearts. At the same time, they are also feeling that the famous painting saint who has spread all over the world will also fall today.

Originally, this matter was a battle between the Blood God Sect and the Undead Blood Clan, and it had nothing to do with Chu Siyuan, but he was able to help deal with the sect leader's wife.

This alone has surpassed many selfish saints.

"It's a hard bone. ”

In the eyes of the sect leader's wife, murderous aura finally gushed out, and her right hand, which was as smooth as jade, stretched forward, and hundreds of lightning bolts all converged and turned into a torrent of lightning.

Seeing that Chu Siyuan was about to be killed, suddenly, behind the sect leader's wife, an earth-shattering long roar sounded.

The sect leader's wife obviously sensed it, turned her head and glanced at it, and suddenly, she was slightly stunned.

I saw that on the ground, a huge blood-red figure slowly stood up, with its feet on the ground, but its head was as high as the clouds.

The huge figure was formed by the convergence of dense blood-red points of light.

The saints of the Blood God Sect also sensed the aura of powerful power, and they all stopped, looking at the blood-red giant that stood up to the sky.

"That's ...... That's Elder Taishang's Red Sun Saint Image, could it be that Elder Taishang has returned?"

"Did Elder Taishang finally make a move?"

......

All the monks all looked happy, because once the Supreme Elder made a move, any problem could be easily solved.

Eight hundred years ago, Elder Taishang already had the title of "Tenth Emperor", and even if he was secretly injured, he could still laugh at the world.

The sect leader's wife was also shocked, and had to turn her arm to hit Chu Siyuan's lightning torrent and backhand at the blood-red giant who attacked him.

Zhang Ruochen stood inside the blood-red giant and slapped it out with one palm.

The blood-red giant, according to Zhang Ruochen's palm, stretched out a big palm and pressed it forward, not only shattering the torrent of lightning, but also slapping the sect leader's wife away.

"Boom. ”

The sect leader's wife looked quite embarrassed, and fell to the ground, trampling on the ground to crack more than a dozen lines.

Chu Siyuan stared at a pair of old eyes, and he was surprised and inexplicable, because he could see very clearly that it was not the Tenth Emperor who was standing inside the blood-red giant, but Zhang Ruochen.

"Where did this kid borrow such terrifying power?"

Chu Siyuan's heart was very unconvinced, he would rather be slapped to death by the sect leader's wife than be rescued by Zhang Ruochen, let alone see Zhang Ruochen so strong.

It really doesn't make sense.

The sect master of the dignified painting sect actually needs a junior who has been reprimanded to save him?

It's really humiliating.

The monk who doesn't know will definitely pass it on: The sect master of the painting sect was beaten by a woman and was powerless, but in the end, it was the son of the Blood God Sect who rescued him, otherwise the famous painting saint would have been killed.

Thinking of this, Chu Siyuan wanted to vomit blood.

The sect leader's wife also saw the figure standing inside the blood-red giant, and said lightly, "Before Yan Liren left, he actually passed the Holy Match to you. ”

Zhang Ruochen flew out from the inside of the blood-red giant, stood on the giant's shoulder, stretched out an arm, bent his five fingers, and grabbed it in the air.

The giant with a huge body collapsed with a bang, turning into hundreds of millions of points of light, all of which converged into Zhang Ruochen's palm.

"Repression. ”

Zhang Ruochen let out a low roar, pressed his five fingers down, and the rain of light fell from his palm.

The sect leader's wife looked up, and the scene between heaven and earth all disappeared, and she could only see that the entire sky was pressed down, and every point of light was like a star.

"Poof. ”

With this blow, the sky really collapsed, and all the mountains within a radius of hundreds of miles were crushed to the ground.

The body of the sect leader's wife was extremely shattered, covered in blood, and she couldn't see her human form at all, like a ball of flesh and blood.

She suffered severe trauma, controlled a blood cloud, and quickly flew towards the sky, sending back a cold voice: "Gu Linfeng, when this king recovers from his injuries, he will definitely ascend to the Blood God Sect again and destroy your bones and ashes." ”

Zhang Ruochen didn't chase after him, because the strength of the Holy Match was rapidly decreasing.

Moreover, he didn't know how strong the vitality of the Holy King was, and if he caught up with it, he might be overturned by the sect leader's wife.

After a while, the power of the Holy Match completely dissipated, and Zhang Ruochen returned to his original cultivation realm.

On Zhang Ruochen's chest, the rune mark had disappeared, but he could faintly feel that the Holy Match had not disappeared, and it was still in his body.

After all, Uncle Yue is the lord of a state, he has seen strong winds and waves, and he quickly regained his calm, seeing the doubts in Zhang Ruochen's heart, and said: "The Holy Qi can be used several times, but it needs to be re-infused with the Holy Qi and reach a saturated state before it can exert its power again." ”

"Is that so?"

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the holy qi in the sea of qi and carried it to his chest.

The holy qi flowed into the past, but disappeared in an instant, it was like a bottomless pit that could not be filled to saturation.

"Using the Holy Qi to bring the Holy Qi back to saturation is definitely a long-term process, and I'm afraid it won't be something that can be done in a while. ”

Just thinking about it, Zhang Ruochen was relieved.

Using the Holy Match, but it can burst out with the attack power of the Holy King level, and the Holy Qi required is definitely massive.

In any case, the Holy Match is definitely a supreme treasure, and even the Holy One will rush to fight for it.

Once he mastered a saint, even the true saint and the supreme saint who stood at the peak of the saint realm would not dare to offend Zhang Ruochen easily. In case a Ruochen uses the Holy Match, they can't stop it at all.

Chu Siyuan flew down from mid-air, limping, and extremely weak.

Uncle Yue walked over and hugged him,

When he walked in front of Zhang Ruochen, Chu Siyuan straightened his spine again, snorted coldly, and said, "Boy, the stronger the power you have, the more powerful you are, and the greater the responsibility you have." In the future, we must take the right path, if we dare to take the wrong path, the old man ...... Ahem...... Personally suppress you...... Ahem......"

Perhaps because the strength of his speech was too much, Chu Siyuan coughed up blood from his mouth.

Zhang Ruochen frowned, very puzzled, obviously saved Old Man Chu, but Old Man Chu didn't have the slightest intention of being grateful to him, but he was still very unhappy.

It's really inexplicable.

Chu Siyuan and Uncle Yue left the Blood God Sect and wanted to rush back to heal their injuries.

Chu Siyuan was extremely seriously injured, and if he didn't recuperate in time, he was likely to be left with a dark disease that would be difficult to heal for the rest of his life.

The saints of the Blood God Sect returned and surrounded Zhang Ruochen in the center.

Then, Elder Yuan Xing and Elder Yuan Zhou glanced at each other, led by the two of them, and all the saints bowed down to Zhang Ruochen and said in unison, "Meet the sect leader." ”

The Holy One, without having to kneel to anyone, is already quite a remarkable thing to be able to make them bow down.

Elder Taishang passed the Holy Match to Gu Linfeng, obviously, indicating that he wanted him to take over the position of the leader of the Blood God Sect.

Elder Taishang, in the eyes of the saints, is definitely an incomparably holy existence, and the decisions made by his old man, the saints naturally have to follow.

In addition, Gu Linfeng's own outstanding talent and infinite potential, therefore, the saints of the Blood God Sect also recognized him and regarded him as the new sect leader.

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