There are not many monks that Zhang Ruochen respects, but lacks them, which is one of them.

At this moment, the two of them walked side by side, walking on the huge white stone square outside the Demon Palace. Other monks, such as Yan Huangtu, Yan Zhexian, Prajna, Xuan Qingying, Xuan Zehai... etc., all of them did not follow.

This is a dialogue between the two most outstanding representatives of the new generation!

Que Dao: "After breaking through to the Qianwen Realm, I will reach the late stage of the Qianwen Realm in one day. With my state of mind and previous accumulation, I could have directly entered the peak of the Qianwen Realm and peeked at the life of thousands of deaths. However, your image appeared in my mind and finally stopped here."

"I'm worried about the Emperor's Holy Idea Pill?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Quit said: "Yes, but not the main reason."

The Emperor-grade Holy Idea Pill is an auxiliary to the cultivation of a single holy intention, but the lack of it has already cultivated nine holy intentions. The difference is that it is to integrate the perfect second-grade holy intention, and the more necessary is the quasi-emperor-grade Holy Idea Pill.

With the Emperor's Holy Idea Pill, he can try to break the rules of heaven and earth and integrate the tenth holy Idea.

But the possibility of success is slim.

Therefore, although the loss of the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill had a certain impact on his mood, the impact was not too great.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I understand, you want to fight with me and defeat me."

"Before I came to the Hundred Clans Royal City, I did have such an idea, and I wanted to defeat you in the same realm." Que Dao.

Zhang Ruochen said: "What about now?"

Without expression on his face, he stopped and looked at the vast sky above his head, saying, "I already know that in the same realm, you are much worse than you, so there is no need to humiliate yourself."

Suddenly, he said: "In the battlefield of hunting the sky, the appearance of you, Yan Wushen, Vacant Infant, and Yan Huangtu made me lose the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill, but it also puts endless pressure on me, thus tempering my mood."

"I overcame the pressure, guarded my state of mind, and merged into the perfect second-grade holy will before breaking through the Qianwen Realm."

There was a hint of surprise in Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

Obviously, the lack of the battlefield in the sky hunting battlefield is just like Bai Qing'er now. They are all making efforts to impact the Yuanhui genius and constantly polishing themselves.

Que said: "With the perfect second-grade holy intention, even if I don't break through the Qianwen Realm, I can kill Emperor Chi with one sword. Moreover, he is Emperor Chi without any confinement."

Zhang Ruochen said: "With your sword technique and the way of nothingness, plus the second-grade holy intention, it should be so powerful."

"Would you like to take my sword?" Que said.

Zhang Ruochen said fearlessly: "One sword?"

"One sword is enough to determine the outcome. But if you can't catch this sword, you may also determine the outcome of life and death." Que said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "After this sword, can the grudges between us be written off in this way?"

"No matter what the result is, the grudges will be written off." Qi Dao.

"OK!"

The perfect second-grade holy intention is rare in the world. Zhang Ruochen is already eager to try it out and wants to see it.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

The two of them turned back, turned into two rays of light and shadow, and rushed into the Demon Palace.

With a bang, the door of the Demon Palace closed.

All the monks knew that they were preparing for a decisive battle, and they were so curious that they wanted to watch the battle. However, they lacked the secret of cultivating the second-grade holy will and could not be exposed, so they could only block them outside the door.

Yan Zhexian frowned slightly and said, "Isn't I going to separate my life and death like the decisive battle with Yan Wushen?"

"What? Are you worried about Zhang Ruochen?" Yan Huangtu teased.

Yan Huangtu had learned from Yan Yu that it was Zhang Ruochen who saved him and Yan Zhexian, and his favor for Zhang Ruochen increased a little.

Yan Zhexian snorted: "I just think that the top genius in the hell world should not die in internal friction."

"Don't worry, Que has already broken through to the Qianwen Realm. With his proud nature, how could he be embarrassed to propose a decisive battle with Zhang Ruochen to divide his life and death?" Yan Huangtu said.

Yan Zhexian said: "Uncle Wu thinks, who will win this battle?"

A deep thought appeared in Yan Huangtu's eyes and said, "I must have been missing before I saw Zhang Ruochen fighting with the monks of the Death Temple. But now, it's hard to say! The Zhang Ruochen we see now is a bit demon. No monk can be as strong as him in the Hundred Shackle Realm. Perhaps, as Grandpa said, Zhang Ruochen may surpass all the Yuanhui-level geniuses in the past and reach the level that even Yuanhui-level geniuses must look up to."

Yan Huangtu was a little lonely. The Emperor's Taoist Bone was born and should have been invincible for an era, but unfortunately, he is now suppressed by one demon after another, and he feels really uncomfortable.

...

In the hall.

The rule emperor weapon "Shadow Dan Sword" was summoned, and slowly lifted it up. More than 50 billion holy Tao rules in the body were released and filled the entire palace.

Zhang Ruochen tried to use mental power to attack, but found that the sixty-eighth level mental power was inaccessible.

I don’t know if it was shattered by the sword intent or was wiped out by nothingness.

Zhang Ruochen knew in his heart that there was no flaw in the current situation, as if he was standing in a layer of egg shell, impeccable. The sixty-eighth-level mental power could only hurt him when he had a flaw, or after Zhang Ruochen truly practiced his mental power and magic, he could break it.

The same mental strength of the sixty-nine and a half level, Haitang Grandma is far stronger than other sixty-nine and a half levels, because she has a stronger application of mental power and has mastered more ancient methods.

"Swish!"

The ancient sword of Chenyuan appeared in Zhang Ruochen's hands.

A look of surprise appeared in Que's eyes. He did not expect that Zhang Ruochen would use his sword to take over his extremely powerful attack. Based on his understanding of Zhang Ruochen, Zhang Ruochen's palm techniques, leg techniques, and various supreme holy weapons are the only ones that rely on.

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes, felt it carefully, and said, "What a powerful sword intent, you should also cultivate the Heavenly Sword Soul, right? In fact, I have also created a sword technique. At present, there is only one move, integrating sword art, time and space."

The sword intent burst out from Que's body increased sharply, pressing Zhang Ruochen's sword intent to the point of being like a candle in the wind, and it was about to be extinguished at any time.

In terms of sword intent and swordsmanship, Zhang Ruochen is obviously a lot short of it.

"You'd better show your true ability, otherwise you can't catch this sword and you'll die." Que's voice came from all directions, as if there were thousands of him talking.

Zhang Ruochen fell into a mysterious state of self-understanding, but held the sunken abyss in his hand and said nothing.

No more words were spoken, and I silently said in my heart: "The holy will combine with the sword path, and there is no self in the world."

In the Demon Palace, everything dispersed like quicksand, and disappeared, turning into a square and empty space.

Only Zhang Ruochen and Que are left, still floating in nothingness.

A sword pierced out like lightning, and the body gradually became empty, and finally completely merged with nothingness.

Both man and sword are merged with nothingness.

How can I block such a sword technique?

With just this sword, I am afraid that the Supreme Realm saint would be afraid of it and dare not break it easily.

Zhang Ruochen felt a great crisis, and death was approaching quickly, and at this critical moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

The sword in your hand draws a circle along the foot.

The 670 million burial rules of the burial rules of the white tiger obtained from the burial gold, naturally surged out, and merged with the sword rules, time rules, space rules, and even the sacred intentions of the yin and yang and the five elements.

In the past, Zhang Ruochen could only control 100 million rules of the burial gold, and could fully control it after his mental power reached level 68.

"Thank you for helping me create the second sword."

The circle drawn by Zhang Ruochen on the ground turned golden, rushing into a layer of golden divine light, protecting him in the center. On the golden divine light, there are time marks and spatial rules flowing, and there are Yin-Yang Tai Chi marks rotating under your feet.

The missing sword, when it touches the golden divine light, appears from nothingness.

It was at this moment that Zhang Ruochen came back and first, and stabbed him out with a sword. Whether it was the golden divine light, the time mark, the spatial rules, and the Yin-Yang Tai Chi mark disappeared and merged into this sword.

The tips of the two swords collided together.

A wave of overwhelming force spread to Zhang Ruochen through the ancient sword of the Chenyuan, shaking him backwards.

The missing half of the body manifested from nothingness and said, "It's not just that simple."

It was originally a Shadow Dan Sword that touched the ancient sword of Chenyuan. Nine strata rules were divided into nine holy path rules on the sword body, condensed into nine swords, and stabbed Zhang Ruochen at the same time.

At such a close distance and such a fast speed, Bai Qing'er couldn't avoid it even when she came. Of course, Bai Qing'er didn't need to avoid it.

Seeing that nine swords were about to stab Zhang Ruochen, suddenly, a dazzling light of truth appeared in the silent and empty demon palace, and the sound of the sword suddenly surged.

...

Everyone was waiting anxiously outside the hall.

Suddenly, the hall door opened and Zhang Ruochen stepped out from inside, his face pale, his feet were floating, and he looked a little unsteady when walking.

"It's over so soon?"

Yan Zhexian was surprised, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or asking Zhang Ruochen.

"It's a little faster."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and hurriedly left with Er Sikong and others.

Que followed closely behind, his face was pale and his feet were very floating. He looked at the direction where Zhang Ruochen left and asked, "What's your name?"

"Buried flowers!"

Zhang Ruochen also asked, "Your holy will means that there is no self in the world?"

"That's right."

After thinking for a while, he said, "If you plan to use the Emperor's Holy Spirit Pill to attack the unprecedented third-grade holy spirit, you can choose the sword path."
To be continued...