Tan Zhongli's body was suppressed and buried in the yellow sand. 2.

"Bang. ”

A flash of silver.

Tan Zhongli rushed out from below the desert, coughing up a trace of blood from his mouth. It was covered in mud and sand, and it looked particularly embarrassed.

In the distance, Wanhuayu glanced at the battlefield of Zhang Ruochen and Tan Zhongli, showed a surprised look, and said secretly: "Gu Linfeng's cultivation seems to have improved a lot. With his cultivation degree, I am afraid that it will not be long before he becomes the top overlord of the Blue Dragon Ruins Realm. ”

Wanhuayu has fought with Tan Zhongli and knows how powerful he is.

If she fights alone, even she has no certainty of winning.

In the direction of Yingsha City, Shangguan Xianyan's gaze locked on Zhang Ruochen's body, and she felt a huge pressure.

"Is his strength already able to compete with a powerhouse of that level?"

Shangguan Xianyan didn't know Tan Zhongli's identity, but he could see that Tan Zhongli's cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth-order half-saint.

Observing Tan Zhongli's explosive combat power, I am afraid that he can already be compared to a strong man who has survived a quasi-holy tribulation.

Originally, Shangguan Xianyan thought that the gap between herself and Gu Linfeng was not big, and she had the opportunity to surpass him, but now it seems that the height that Gu Linfeng has reached has made her unreachable.

"That powerhouse of the Immortal Blood Clan should not have used his true strength yet, otherwise, Gu Linfeng would definitely not have the upper hand. ”

Immediately afterwards, Wei Longxing sneered again: "When Gu Linfeng was fighting with the barbarians, he even dared to offend the strong men of the undead blood clan, and if he wanted to survive today, I am afraid it would not be an easy task." ”

In the alliance formed by the Blood God Sect, the Shangguan Family, and the Cai Family, there were some high-ranking people who very much hoped that Gu Linfeng would die in the belly of the brute beast, or be sucked dry of blood by the undead blood clan.

Those cultivators of the Blood God Sect's Ichthyosaur Realm and Semi-Saint Realm were quite excited. Some of these monks are even cheering for His Highness the Divine Son from afar.

Tan Zhongli licked the blood on his lips, revealing a hideous expression, and said with a smile: "With your current combat strength, it is enough for me to use my true strength." ”

"Really, I'd love to see how powerful you really are?"

Zhang Ruochen looked very calm, anyway, the rules of the Heavenly Dao on the periphery of the colorful clouds had not yet been dissipated, and he was just using the battle with Tan Zhongli to test his current strength.

"Guiyuan Knife. ”

Tan Zhongli's hands were raised, and at the position of his chest, a silver war knife flew out from the inside of his body.

He casually waved the battle knife, and immediately thousands of sword shadows appeared, forming a sword domain.

"This king's Guiyuan knife is an ancestor of my clan, using his eight silver wings, the magic knife forged, has indestructible power, even if it is a holy weapon, it can be cut with one sword. ”

The momentum on Tan Zhongli's body has become extraordinary, giving people a feeling of domineering, sharpness, and demonism.

Smack.

The next moment, Tan Zhongli's figure disappeared from the spot, turned into a silver ray, rushed to Zhang Ruochen's body, and slashed horizontally.

Zhang Ruochen did not dodge, and once again punched out a handprint.

"Wow-"

Originally, there was only one sword shadow, but it suddenly split into eight, forming eight layers of sharp knife light.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes shrank, and he snorted lightly, and immediately slapped his right palm out again, forming a second handprint.

There was a violent collision, and immediately after, the two separated again.

Zhang Ruochen's left hand was wearing a seven-killing fist glove, and it collided with the Guiyuan knife, but he was not injured, but he felt a little sore.

However, on his right hand, there was a streak of blood, which went deep under the flesh and could see the bones.

The Guiyuan knife is indeed very sharp, even if Zhang Ruochen's palm is all sanctified, it still can't be defended.

"Actually only left a blood mark? The strength of his palm is probably comparable to that of a Lower Realm Sage's palm. ”

Although Tan Zhongli was surprised, he didn't show it on his face, but instead said with a victorious attitude: "Don't you use the Ten Holy Blood Armor?"

"Why do you need to use the Ten Holy Blood Armor to deal with you?"

Zhang Ruochen ran the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra" and forced out the knife qi that poured into the wound, and the wound in the palm of his hand healed quickly.

Tan Zhongli's eyes sank, and he said, "In this case, this king can only use holy art to end the battle in advance." ”

"Return to the Yuan with a knife. ”

The silver sword drew an arc.

Immediately afterward, a layer of silver wall of light appeared, and pushed outward, turning into a ball of light ten zhang in diameter.

Wisps of blood, flying around the silver sword, added a bit of strange power.

"You have also made great progress, and you have cultivated that kind of holy art to the fullest?" Zhang Ruochen said.

In Winning Sand City, Tan Zhongli used his fist, and when he played this holy technique, he could only burst out twenty-seven times the attack power.

At this moment, Tan Zhongli was standing there with a war knife in his hand, and the aura that burst out was much stronger than at that time.

It should have been a holy masterpiece.

"You're not alone. ”

Tan Zhongli swung his knife and slashed, bursting out with thirty-two times the attack power, and the sword shadow became dozens of meters long, hitting the top of Zhang Ruochen's head.

"Seven Bloody Palms. ”

Zhang Ruochen's palm was raised, and behind his body, a nine-zhang tall blood-red figure slowly stood up, releasing a mighty evil aura.

On the back of that figure, there were twelve wings, and just the aura that emanated suppressed Tan Zhongli's strength to a certain extent.

"That's ...... Hades-sama......?"

Tan Zhongli's momentum leaked slightly, and even the strength of the knife he slashed out was not as sharp as just now.

Zhang Ruochen slapped it with one palm, bursting out forty times the attack power, and directly knocked Tan Zhongli out sideways.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen hit a second blow, and continued to burst forty times the attack power, hitting Tan Zhongli's body, knocking him into the ground again.

Tan Zhongli was bleeding from the seven holes, rushed out of the ground, and roared, "Even I can't attract the breath of Lord Hades, why can?"

"Because, you're too weak. Zhang Ruochen slapped out another palm, and a huge blood and qi handprint emerged.

"Return to the Yuan with a knife. ”

Tan Zhongli slashed out with a knife, exploding the power of the holy art to the extreme.

Being able to cultivate a holy technique to the great perfection in the semi-saint realm, Tan Zhongli is definitely a masterpiece among the best.

However, Tan Zhongli's sword, which only resisted two breaths, couldn't withstand Zhang Ruochen's palm force, spit blood out of his mouth, and fell to the ground.

The blood-red handprints fell down, leaving a large handprint pit more than fifty meters long in the desert.

The brute beasts around the pit were all shot to death.

"It's so powerful, a strong man comparable to a quasi-saint can't escape from the palm of his hand, and he has been suppressed one after another. ”

Feng Wanli's eyes were quite solemn, and at this moment, he finally regarded Gu Linfeng as a strong man of the same level as him, and did not dare to despise him anymore.

The other undead blood clans were also in danger, but they couldn't go to the rescue, because they were being attacked by a beast king and more than a hundred sixth-order brute beasts.

Tan Zhongli's vitality was very tenacious, he crawled out of the big pit of handprints, spread his four silver wings, and fled into the distance.

"Gu Linfeng, when this king survives the first quasi-holy tribulation, you will definitely die without a place to be buried. Tan Zhongli said resentfully.

"Do you think you can leave today?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Cultivating to the level of Tan Zhongli, it is already difficult to be killed.

In Yingsha City, Wanhuayu, the old man in purple, Huang Yanchen, Zhang Ruochen, the four masters shot together, but they couldn't kill him.

Tan Zhongli naturally didn't believe that Zhang Ruochen had the power to kill him, so he just sneered and continued to fly towards the depths of the desert.

Zhang Ruochen's arm flicked out, knocking out the life and death mirror, hanging in the air, stirring up a thousand lines of destructive energy.

The Mirror of Life and Death immediately spun around, releasing a force that made even the Beastmaster feel jealous.

"Whoa!"

A pillar of light flew out and hit Tan Zhongli's body, directly shattering his lower body and turning it into a cloud of blood mist.

"No...... How dare you use the Thousand Patterns Destruction Force......"

Tan Zhongli's mouth let out a terrible scream.

The upper half of his body was still flying, but the life and death mirror continued to absorb the blood and qi on his body.

A moment later, Tan Zhongli turned into a dried corpse, falling from mid-air and falling into a cloud of powder.

The Guiyuan Knife had a very high wisdom weapon, and the blade gradually shrank, becoming only the size of a palm, showing the form of a piece of silver wings, which was full of brilliance, as if it was made of sterling silver.

The silver brilliance flashed, and the Guiyuan Knife pierced through the bodies of dozens of brute beasts in a row, flying into the hands of an undead blood clan old man.

The old man of the Immortal Blood Clan glanced at Zhang Ruochen coldly, and let out a cruel sentence, "Blood God Sect Divine Son, this revenge, the Qi Tian Clan has written it down!"

Zhang Ruochen glanced at the old man, only showing a faint smile, and then took back the mirror of life and death.

"Breaking through to the sixth-order half-saint and hitting a thousand patterns of destructive energy, it still consumes forty percent of the holy qi. Hitting two thousand lines of destructive power should be the limit. ”

Zhang Ruochen was running the exercises to restore the holy qi, and at the same time rushed in the direction of the colorful clouds.

"It's a powerful human being. ”?

The eyes of the Fire Gold Black Beast King were staring at Zhang Ruochen's body, and there was a coldness in his eyes.

It took out the horned skull, held it in the palm of its hand, and began to gather strength, preparing to kill Zhang Ruochen first, so as not to have an accident in the process of fighting for the Holy Source Spiritual Spring.

Xiao Hei sensed the intention of the Fire Gold Black Beast King, and the two round cat's eyes showed a smile, and immediately issued an order to a sixth-order high-grade brute beast.

That sixth-order high-grade brute beast rose into the sky and pounced on the Fire Gold Black Beast King.

At first, the Fire Gold Black Beast King didn't care, until the sixth-order high-grade brute beast rushed within twenty zhang of him, and he realized that something was wrong.

"You still don't want to go back?" the Fire Gold Crow Beast King scolded.

Not only did that sixth-order high-grade brute beast not obey his orders, but instead exploded into a sea of qi, forming a destructive force that poured out in all directions.

"Boom!"

A circular circle of energy quickly spreads outward.

A brute beast comparable to a ninth-order half-saint, the destructive power formed by the sea of self-detonating qi, can you imagine how terrifying it is?

The Fire Gold Black Beast King was the closest, turned into a flash of fire, flew out, and crashed into the cliff wall of the crack in the earth.

All the feathers on the surface of its body fell off, and the blood stained the sky red, and it was extremely badly injured.

Fortunately, at the last critical moment, the Fire Gold Black Beast King used the Bull Horn Skull to block the huge part of his power.

Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"I'm not dead. ”

Xiao Hei sensed the breath of life of the Fire Gold Black Beast King, shook his chubby head, and let out a long sigh from his mouth, feeling quite disappointed.

Just almost killed a beast king, such a yin trick, the first time the effect is the best, use the second time, those beast kings will have a guard, it is difficult to have a chance of success.

"Look, all the thunder and lightning around the colorful clouds are gone!" an exclamation rang out.

The destructive energy formed by that sixth-order high-grade brute beast that exploded into the sea of qi actually broke the rules of the Heavenly Dao on the periphery of the colorful clouds, revealing the Holy Source Spiritual Spring in the center of the clouds.