"puff!"

"puff!"

...

After the Chenyuan Ancient Sword cut off the body of the crocodile-headed Dead Clan Great Saint, it flew towards the other three Dead Clan Great Saints.

The first great saint of the dead clan was penetrated.

The second position is to separate the head and the body.

The third one was shattered in his chest.

The three great saints of the dead clan all took precautions in advance and activated their ultimate defensive power.

But it's useless.

The first great saint of the Dead clan supported the Dao Realm, but was broken through the Dao Realm by Chen Yuan Ancient Sword with one sword. The second great saint of the Dead clan resisted it with a combat soldier, but was cut off by Chen Yuan Ancient Sword with one sword.

With the current sharpness of the Chenyuan Ancient Sword, how could it be resisted by ordinary kingly sacred weapons?

Three corpses fell to the bottom of the sea, and the water became brighter.

The Great Sage has a strong vitality, and even if the body is broken, it will have the chance to condense again. However, after the four Great Sages were slashed by the ancient sword of the Chenyuan, the life force in their bodies instantly dissipated and they died completely.

The reason why it is so terrifying is that Zhang Ruochen has cultivated the Heavenly Sword Soul.

The sword cuts not only their body, but also their holy souls.

The soul has been destroyed, where can the body be condensed again?

The ancient sword of Chenyuan flew around in the water, refining and absorbing all the holy weapons on the bodies of the four great saints of the Dead Clan before flew back to Zhang Ruochen. In addition, the holy source of the four great saints of the Dead Clan was also taken away by Zhang Ruochen.

The whole process ends in an instant.

In the distance, the great saints who were planning to leave felt this powerful sword power, stopped and looked over.

"Zhang Ruochen finally showed up!"

"Slaying a great saint with one sword will leave no vitality. Such a sword is comparable to the death sword of the Dead tribe and the killing sword of the Shura tribe."

"Now Zhang Ruochen and the Temple of Death have really become a big enemy, and he can't even resist it if he wants to deny it."

"Nan Sheng is nearby, and Zhang Ruochen is probably going to run away soon."

...

Da Sikong and Er Sikong were already exhausted, covered in scars, but looked anxious, urging: "Uncle Master, let's run away quickly, there is another even more powerful person behind, really killing, really greedy, and the truth and false are stopping them, but it shouldn't be stopped for long."

"True killing, really greedy, since True and Delusion have entered Buddhism and called my uncle, how can I abandon them?"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were sharp and he looked at the Southern Saint.

Nan Sheng was still standing on the shoulders of a stone sculpture more than ten feet tall. A green talisman flew out from the green talisman fan in his hand. The talisman turned into a temple dozens of feet long, suppressing the real killing, true delusion, true greed and suppressing the real one below.

Feeling Zhang Ruochen's gaze, his mouth slightly raised, his body floated, and landed only ten feet away from Zhang Ruochen.

Nan Sheng was not angry because Zhang Ruochen killed the four great saints of the Death Temple. Instead, he was filled with joy and smiled, "I didn't expect that you would show up so soon, very good, very good."

Zhang Ruochen was dressed in white and had a temperament. He said, "I didn't expect that you could reach Jiannan Realm so soon and even broke into the Origin Temple."

"Your methods are beyond my expectations. If we hadn't pursued Ji Fanxin to find the Jiannan Realm, we would probably have thought you were in the Yaksha clan's ancestors." Two long white hairs on Nan Sheng's temples were floating in the water.

When Zhang Ruochen saw him, he did not escape, which surprised Nan Sheng. He was cautious in his work and used his mental power to secretly investigate the surroundings. He confirmed that there were no other strong people hidden, so he felt at ease.

It seems that Zhang Ruochen has no backup plan at all, he is just self-inflation.

OK.

Today he knew how terrible the price of arrogance was.

Nan Sheng smiled and said, "This is not a royal city of hundreds of clans. You can't compete with me just by relying on your physical strength. So, are you sure you won't escape?"

"If I want to leave, can you keep it?" Zhang Ruochen asked back.

Nan Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his body turned into a ray of lightning, and in an instant he arrived in front of Zhang Ruochen, his right sleeve fluttered, forming a rude and domineering seal.

Zhang Ruochen did not use space power to dodge, and the sword in his hand came first, swung the sword and slashed out.

"Boom!"

The palm of Nan Sheng condensed the extreme death energy, forming a round seal plate, which was confronted with the ancient sword of Chenyuan.

The sword energy and the death energy are centered on the two of them and shoot in all directions.

Nan Sheng is at the peak of the realm of death, and he practices the skills comparable to the magical power book on the "Taiyi Divine Power List". The death energy in his body is naturally higher than the holy energy and blood evil energy of Zhang Ruochen in the Baisha Realm, and the power that bursts out is stronger.

This is the difference in realm!

Zhang Ruochen's figure retreated backwards, and with every step he took, a large piece of ruins would be broken under his feet.

"The so-called demigod body is just this little power?" Nan Sheng smiled coldly.

Da Sikong, who hid in a corner, smiled even colder: "My uncle is only at the level of the hundred shackles, but you are at the peak of the life of death. How can you be so embarrassed to say such things? Be careful to lose to uncle later and be embarrassed."

Nan Sheng thought in his heart that the bald donkey had some truth. As the direct inheritor of Tiannan, if he surpassed the other party's two realms, it would be a shame if he could not win quickly.

He snorted, and thirty-six holy beast pictures appeared on his body.

Each holy beast map is refined by a great holy beast.

The power burst out from his palm seal method increased sharply, and with the sound of a beast roar that shook the sky and the earth, the power wave that twisted the space was shaken and threw Zhang Ruochen out.

Zhang Ruochen flew dozens of feet away and fell lightly to the ground.

This famous Nan Sheng is indeed worthy of his name and has not insulted Tiannan. Once he breaks his realm and reaches the supreme level, he will definitely become a first-class existence in the universe and the world.

Nan Sheng was very surprised, not as calm as Zhang Ruochen.

You should know that he has the power of thirty-six great holy beasts, and he already has the ultimate physique, so he is not afraid of Zhang Ruochen's demigod body in terms of physical strength.

Since the physical body is not at a disadvantage and is two levels higher, why can Zhang Ruochen calmly resolve his power?

"Come again."

"Ao!"

"roar!"

...

A series of beast sounded from Nan Sheng's body, and huge beast shadows appeared in his body. They changed their palms to claws and slapped them across the air. The claws were as huge as cloud covers, and their strength was as strong as thousands of mountains.

Zhang Ruochen still did not use space power to avoid dodge, but instead stimulated twelve pairs of golden wings. The chaotic holy aura in his body was transformed into blood evil energy, which triggered the ancestor pattern on the golden wings.

"war!"

Slash out with a sword.

A series of king-level inscriptions on the Chenyuan Ancient Sword emerged, bursting out black light.

"Bang bang."

The sword tip and the claw prints kept touching each other, and in an instant, they fought for more than 100 strikes.

This is the purest force attack. The divine light emitted by Zhang Ruochen's body of the demigod is getting brighter and brighter. His use of the power of the demigod is becoming more and more flexible, and he can use some potential power.

Because he couldn't conquer him for a long time, Nan Sheng became more and more impatient during the battle, and he snorted.

On his claws, Jin Yu's divine flame appeared, and the divine flame instantly boiled the sea water around him. At the same time, the claws of the thirty-six great holy beasts also poked out at the same time and pressed towards Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen raised the ancient sword of Chenyuan above his head, and the purple divine stone was inlaid on the sword and released a vast divine power. At the same time, the purple divine stone absorbed the rules of heaven and earth.

"Wow—"

A sword slashed straight down, cutting off all the claws of the thirty-six great holy beasts.

The purple divine stone is condensed by a planet next to the black hole. After being activated, its weight bursts out, making the Chenyuan Ancient Sword become as heavy as a planet.

The sword edge collided with the golden claws of Nan Sheng.

"Bang!"

The golden divine flames flew out in groups.

Zhang Ruochen and Nan Sheng separated and set a long distance apart.

A blood line appeared on Nan Sheng’s arms, and the Great Saint’s blood was flowing out.

The Great Sage who was wandering in the distance were all shocked. Zhang Ruochen actually injured Nan Sheng first?

Although Zhang Ruochen borrowed the benefits of war soldiers, he was the Southern Saint. How could Tiannan’s direct descendant be injured by a great saint of the Hundred Shackles Realm? Even if the other party is a Yuanhui-level genius, he should not be so outrageous.

On Nan Sheng's arms, the light of death flashed for a moment, the wound disappeared instantly, his eyes fell on the ancient sword of Chenyuan, and he said, "The sword smelted with Pig Iron from Creation is indeed extraordinary. The purple divine stone embedded in the sword seems to be even more of a treasure."

Zhang Ruochen said: "The so-called direct legend of Tiannan is nothing more than Er."

"Don't be proud, I was just playing with you before!"

Anger arose in Nan Sheng's heart, spread his arms out, and countless rules of holy Tao flew out from his eyebrows, filling the entire seabed space, reaching seven trillion Taos. The Taoist domain appeared and wrapped Zhang Ruochen in.

Those rules of the holy path, like chains, imprisoned Zhang Ruochen and did not give him a trace of space to move.

"Zhang Ruochen, I have said that this is not a royal city of hundreds of clans, and it is not just a strong body to show off your power. In front of me, you are as weak as an ant. I don't even have to do anything, just relying on the Dao Domain to suppress you." Nan Shengdao.
To be continued...