The fire dragon is more than 200 meters long. Although it is condensed by flames, it has obvious dragon horns, dragon scales, and dragon claws, which are very similar to a real dragon flying.

Chen Yi Saint stood inside the fire dragon with a magic staff in his hand, passed through the golden clouds and mist, and escaped.

"What a powerful Zhenziyin, what kind of power is it?"

A 52-level mental saint was actually shocked to death in an instant.

In his mind, when he recalled the scene of the Saint of Chenxi being killed, Saint Chen Yi was very shocked and couldn't help but tremble.

The flame dragon flew rapidly and rushed to a hundred miles away.

Saint Chen Yi breathed a sigh of relief. With his cultivation level, he stood a hundred miles away. No matter how powerful the power of the Zhenzi Yin was, he had the confidence to dodge.

Suddenly, Saint Chen Yi was surprised to find that the golden cloud condensed by the Zhenzi Seal had already covered the top of his head.

Not only that, a green sky river appeared, crossing the sky, hundreds of miles long. The green energy surged in the sky and drooped downwards.

"not good."

Chen Yi Sheng was shocked and raised the staff with both hands. Layers of flames poured out from their feet, passing through their legs, waist, chest, arms, and finally, all thirty-six layers of flames gathered onto the staff.

"The Heaven Burning Technique."

Chen Yi Saint growled and used the most powerful killing technique he had cultivated.

"Boom."

Above the staff, a loud bang.

A circle of red flames, centered on the staff, made a chirping sound and rushed out in all directions.

In an instant, the entire world was covered with flames, as if it had turned into a copper furnace world. The plants and trees within a radius of hundreds of miles were all turned into ashes in an instant.

Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen went all out to control the Jiezi Seal. The Jiezi Seal became even bigger, much like a jade city, floating in the clouds.

The Jiezi Yin shook violently, and then the energy in the green sky became even more surging, piercing through the flames and hitting the body of Chen Yi Shengzhe.

"How could you be so strong... I am unwilling to..."

Chen Yi's screams came out of the mouth of the Saint Chen Yi.

The next moment, his body and staff burst into pieces at the same time, turning into dust.

Another saint of spiritual power fell.

The blue sky river shrinks rapidly, flies back to the border seal, and turns into a blue light thread.

Huang Yanchen took the Jiezi Seal back and became the size of a jade bowl, floating in the center of her white and soft palm.

The power of the Jiezi Seal made Zhang Ruochen feel a little surprised.

You should know that in martial arts, Huang Yanchen was just a saint who had just broken through to the lower realm, and Zhang Ruochen was only a quasi-saint of the second tribulation. However, with the power of the Jiezi Seal, the two of them easily killed two 52-level mental saints.

Moreover, the two spiritual saints wanted to escape, but they did not escape.

Zhang Ruochen stared at the Jiezi Seal in Huang Yanchen's hand, and saw that there were eight green light threads in the Jiezi Seal.

Just now, they just activated one of the light threads and showed a blue sky river, bursting out with unparalleled power.

What will it look like when activate eight cyan light wires at the same time?

Of course, with their cultivation level, it is quite difficult to activate one of the blue light threads and it is difficult to control that power.

How easy is it to activate eight blue light threads at the same time?

Zhang Ruochen also took out a border seal and held it in his palm.

This is the Seal of the Realm of Ouyang Huan, the Demon Sect’s God!

There are also eight blue light threads in the Zhenzi Seal.

After capturing the Zhenzi Seal, Zhang Ruochen had never studied it carefully. At this moment, he divided up a piece of mental power and injected it into it.

The interior of Jieziyin is an endless world space that cannot be explored to the end.

In the world space, eight rolling green sky rivers are floating, carrying extremely powerful emperor power. Zhang Ruochen's mental power has just approached the past, and the power radiated from the green sky river instantly swallowed up his mental power.

Zhang Ruochen breathed a long sigh, opened his eyes again, and said to himself: "Can a world seal be a prototype world? But, this world..."

"There is nothing." Huang Yanchen said.

Zhang Ruochen looked at Huang Yanchen and showed an inquiring look.

Huang Yanchen said: "You guessed it right, Jiezi Yin is a prototype world. Of course, at this stage it is still empty. Only when Jiezi's cultivation reaches the holy realm can he continue to inject the rules of holy Tao into it, so that the prototype world will gradually be perfected and eventually evolve into a real world."

"No wonder the nine realm seals are called the strongest warrior refined by Chi Yao. It turns out that they have refined nine prototype worlds."

Zhang Ruochen pondered carefully, and then asked again: "What are the eight green light threads in the Jiezi Seal?"

Huang Yanchen pursed his lips and said, "That's... the queen's eight hairs."

"How is that possible?"

Zhang Ruochen's brow shrank and said, "I can feel that the eight green light threads are like eight rivers of heaven, with terrifying power to destroy the world. How could it be just eight hair threads?"

Huang Yanchen arrived: "In fact, it's just eight hairs. The queen's cultivation is probably close to that of the gods, and it may even be the same as the Thousand Bone Empress back then. Although she is not a god, she already has the ability to kill the gods."

"Even if it's just a hair of the queen, it contains endless rules of the holy path and the mighty emperor's power. Killing the saint is like crushing and killing an ants."

"Previously, we just stimulated part of the power of a hair. If we really summoned its original body, the Saint Chen Yi and Saint Chen Xi would have already turned into ashes."

Just a strand of hair, it was like a river of heaven. At least, with Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level, he could not resist that power.

Huang Yanchen said again: "The talented girl of the Holy Book once speculated that the power of a hair of the Queen was completely burst out, and even the Holy King could not stop it."

Zhang Ruochen held his breath and felt an invisible pressure.

The gap is too big!

Even though he has become a saint in his body, he is still a thousand miles apart from Chi Yao. I don’t know how long it will take to practice to reach her level and face her directly?

Zhang Ruochen looked at the Border Seal in his hand, and then put it away.

The real power of Jiezi Yin is not because it contains the queen's eight hairs. It is because it originates from itself.

When Zhenzi's cultivation level reaches a certain level, he no longer has to borrow the power contained in the eight hairs.

Just imagine how terrible destructive power can be burst out by knocking out a prototype world?

What's more, as Jiezi continues to inject the rules of the Holy Dao into it, the power of Jiezi Seal will become stronger and stronger.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen was about to own the Qiankun Realm, so there was no need to practice the Realm Zi Seal again. It would only take a lot of time and delay the practice.

No matter how powerful the Qiankun Realm and Jiezi Yin are, in the end, your own cultivation is the most important thing.

On the other end, the Holy Flowers absorbed the blood and essence of the Emperor Huang, and the buds on the top of the vine increased a small circle. On the ground, the body of the Emperor Huang, had turned into a pile of brown soil.

Looking at the blood-stained loess on the ground, Zhang Ruochen sighed softly.

No matter how beautiful or genius is, as long as you make a small mistake, then the next moment, it is very likely that it will turn into a dead bone, or even a corpse will remain.

It was also a warning to him.

Zhang Ruochen took out the Ruyi Vase and put all the blood and energy of the Saint Chen Yi, Saint Chen Xi, and Saint Tianlu into the bottle and preserved it.

Although the blood and energy of the spiritual saint is not as good as that of the martial arts saint, it still contains extraordinary energy and can cultivate the saint's flower.

"It's a pity that the holy hearts of the three spiritual saints have all collapsed. That is the most valuable treasure on them." Huang Yanchen said.

Zhang Ruochen's mentality is much more optimistic and smiled slightly: "In this battle, it is already a great victory to be able to kill Emperor Huang and the three spiritual saints. The news came back to the Northern Region, and the Huangtian Blood Emperor would probably hate us to the core."

Huang Yanchen nodded, raised his head and looked into the sky in the distance.

I saw that the flames and lightning filled the sky gradually dissipated, and Mr. Mu Qian was bleeding all over his body and fell to the ground, smashing the earth to sink.

"The battle is over?"

Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen used their body techniques and rushed over quickly.

There are still thunder and fire surging in the central area of ​​the battlefield. When ordinary monks approach the past, they will die in an instant.

Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen walked through Leihuo and found Mr. Mu Qian's corpse.

A cold snorted sound from behind them. Chu Siyuan walked out in a leisurely manner, with a look of disdain on his face and said, "The golden robe elder of the Immortal Temple is just like this. The sect leader just used some simple means, and he could no longer bear it."

No matter how arrogant Chu Siyuan was, at least his strength was indeed quite terrifying, which made Zhang Ruochen have to get to know him again.

"Maybe he can be asked to deal with the leader's wife."

Zhang Ruochen thought so in his heart.

The leader’s wife is a truly unfathomable person, which makes Zhang Ruochen feel very afraid. Such a person, hiding in the Blood God Sect, is simply a huge threat and must be eliminated as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ruochen stood up, walked towards Chu Siyuan, bowed and said, "Thank you for helping me."

Chu Siyuan stared at Zhang Ruochen lightly and asked, "The last time I saved you was because of Luo Xu. This time I saved you, it was because of Nalan Yatou. Tell me! What is your relationship with her?"

Zhang Ruochen knew that Chu Siyuan came to Tiantaizhou, which must be related to the talented girl of the Holy Book.

"Should you have such a little friendship!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Some friendship?

How could Chu Siyuan believe it? He was about to refute Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen immediately interrupted what he was about to say and said, "Actually, there is a lurker of the Immortal Blood Clan in the Blood God Cult, and his strength is even higher than Mr. Mu Qian. That person may not be, he is stronger than you, senior."

Hearing the previous sentence, Chu Siyuan's eyes widened slightly, a little surprised.

Hearing the latter sentence, Chu Siyuan showed a dissatisfied expression. How could a mere lurker who is not a blood clan be stronger than the leader of the Hua Sect?
Chapter completed!