A twelve-foot-tall Yinglong pulled a silver chariot rolling in from a distance.

Yinglong is a purebred divine beast and is very close to adulthood. He only needs the final transformation to reach the pseudo-god level and burst out with star-level destructive power.

Although the destructive aura exuded by the Yinglong in front of him has not yet reached the level of a star, the divine light emitted from his body can still burn the sky and boil the sea, shocking the holy monks in the city to flee.

The monks who can enter the Holy City have at least transcended the four realms of martial arts and have been transformed.

"It's Yinglong, it's the Yinxia Guangyun chariot, the Nine Troops of Wuma are entering the city!"

"What a terrifying aura. Just one breath of dragon's breath can probably destroy both the Immortal Realm and the Hundred Flails Realm Great Saint and God. When Yinglong comes, the Ice King will be turned upside down."

"He is worthy of being the strongest among the dark forces. He has a mount that is unrivaled."

…

The Holy City is different from ordinary cities. It is densely covered with the Great Saint's inscriptions, divine patterns, and Dao locks. It is the place where monks in the Holy Realm live.

Just like this, once entering the city, the cultivation and combat effectiveness of all the monks will be suppressed.

To prevent fights between monks from destroying the holy city.

The higher your cultivation level, the more severely you will be suppressed.

Even the supreme sage cannot even think of destroying a holy city.

However, the breath that Ying Long burst out gave people the feeling that the Taoist chains were trembling.

The chariots seemed capable of crushing the holy city.

Zhang Ruochen held his breath, his eyes extremely serious.

"boom!"

"boom!"

…

Space trembles, and the rules of heaven and earth are disordered.

In Zhang Ruochen's eyes, it didn't look like a dragon pulling a chariot, but rather like an infinitely huge star rolling over, destroying everything in front of it, even the stars could be crushed.

"Is this the power of being invincible under the divine realm? No, this is just the aura of his mount. His mount is almost invincible under the divine realm." Zhang Ruochen was shocked in his heart.

Xiao Hei couldn't help but raise his head, and the thorns all over his body became even sharper.

Yinglong came towards the pavilion where they were, approaching quickly with every step he took.

All the monks in the building have escaped.

Zhang Ruochen and Gu Shejing could only see less than ten monks within ten miles.

Those who still dare to stay are all famous and powerful men in the hell world, overlords of the holy realm who can stand alone.

"Let's go! It's okay not to watch this excitement."

Zhang Ruochen frowned and formed the character "Chuan", not wanting to attract too much attention.

Gu Shejing shook her head and said: "Don't worry, the strength of a holy city is far beyond your imagination. The roads in Xiyi Holy City are densely covered with road locks. Even if Wu Ma Jiuxing is really ranked first under the realm of gods, the damage it can cause

The power is also within the controllable range. Look, the monks from the Ice Palace have arrived!"

Monks wearing ice crystal armor descended from the sky and appeared on top of the buildings in this city.

"Wow——"

They mobilized and activated all the great sage inscriptions and divine patterns in the city, and intertwined them with the Dao Locks.

The Ice Palace is the true master of Ice King.

Any force, including the ten dark forces, the monks from the ten tribes in the hell world, and even the monks from the Temple of Destiny, must abide by the rules of the Ice Palace once they come to Ice King.

The appearance of the Black Ice God Warrior means that the Ice Palace has approved the qualifications of Wuma Jiuxing and Zhuo Yunong to compete in the Xiyi Holy City.

Other great sages do not have such qualifications.

"Boom."

The sound of Yinglong breathing and exhaling was like thunder.

Wherever the chariot passed, the rules of heaven and earth were squeezed away, leaving only the rules of the sword within a hundred feet.

The buildings on both sides of the street were instantly metalized.

"Is this also an area of ​​absolute rules?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Gu Shejing nodded and said: "Within the domain, only your own rules are left. No other rules, including the rules of heaven and earth, can exist. The Nine Elements of Wuma are indeed very strong. After being locked by the Dao, the Great Sage Inscription Pattern

, under the triple suppression of divine patterns, the field of absolute rules can still cover a hundred feet. His sword technique has reached its ultimate level and can cut through all the paths in the world."

Although there are differences among the Tao in the world, there are eternal, supreme, great, and small ways.

However, the ultimate strength or weakness does not depend on Tao.

Rather, it depends on the person.

Just like, someone who uses an iron sword can kill someone who uses a stainless steel sword. Even a wooden sword is enough.

People themselves are always the key to success or failure.

Although Wu Ma Jiuxing does not practice the ancient way, he has soaked up the way of sword to the extreme. With one sword, he can separate light and darkness, and break through space and time.

Feeling the realm of absolute rules of Wuma Nine Elements, Zhang Ruochen thought of his own absolute self-time stamp. Unfortunately, with his current cultivation level, he could only condense a few at once. With Wuma Nine Elements, he combined his holy path rules

, compared to the realm of absolute rules, is like the difference between a few drops of water and a vast ocean.

Yinglong and the chariot got closer and closer, stopping accurately a hundred feet away.

Below the pavilion, it turned into a forest of swords.

The air disappears.

The qi in the space turns into knife qi.

Every sword energy can extinguish the monk's vitality and contains the power of death.

Under the pressure of Yinglong and the Nine Elements of Wu Ma in the chariot, several monks who were still staying in this area quietly retreated.

Zhang Ruochen also wanted to leave, but it was too late. The sword rules of Wu Ma Jiuxing were like a peerless magic sword, hanging in front of him. As long as he moved, this peerless magic sword would chop down.

With his current level of cultivation, it is almost impossible to take the sword from Wu Ma Jiuxing.

Gu Shejing was unexpectedly calmer than Zhang Ruochen expected. She still sat across from her, holding the tea cup on the fingertips of Yu Cong's fingers, looking directly at the Yinxia Guangyun Chariot.

"Squeak."

On the third floor across the street, Zhuo Yunong pushed open the door and walked out. His upper body was that of a handsome, nearly demonic human man, his lower body was in the shape of a centipede, and his arms were wrapped around two python-like creatures, one green and one red.

Facing Yinglong's aura, these two creatures not only did not flinch in fear, but instead raised their ferocious heads, spitting out messages and baring their teeth.

"Zhuo Yunong, take a stab at me."

The sound of Wu Ma Jiuxing came from the silver cloud chariot.

Within a radius of a hundred feet, all the sword energy and rules of the sword path were gathered above the chariot and condensed into one point.

A hundred feet of space was drawn into a vacuum.

The point where the sword energy and the rules of the sword are condensed is like a singularity in the universe. Every ray of light released has the sharp power to divide the world, but it also contains the energy of the entire universe.

Zhuo Yunong's aura instantly reached its peak.

A gate of destiny appeared behind him, and the light of destiny was unparalleled. Being illuminated by it, because it was so close, Zhang Ruochen felt that his cultivation was suppressed, as if he had turned into a mortal.

"As expected of the most powerful man in the Temple of Destiny today, he is so strong. Once he holds up the Gate of Destiny, everything will be lost. I am no different from a mortal. I cannot use the power of time and space, and I cannot escape even if I want to.

Lose."

Zhang Ruochen was deeply aware of the gap between himself and the most powerful people in the divine realm, and secretly calculated in his mind what level of cultivation he needed to reach in order to have the strength to escape in front of Zhuo Yunong.

Far!??

Not even close!

Gu Shejing's face was no longer as calm as before, and she said: "It seems that everyone in the world has underestimated Zhuo Yunong. This divine law enforcement judge is much more powerful than everyone thought. Let's go, we can't stay here any longer.

Got it!"

If it's a one-sided duel and only one move can determine the outcome, then of course you can stay and watch.

However, if this duel cannot be decided in one move, it is a battle of the same level.

Whether you can take the next move or not is the difference between masters.

"boom!"

The Wu Ma Jiu Xing slashed down with a shocking sword, and at the same time, the ax of judgment in Zhuo Yunong's hand struck out, and the two collided, shaking the world.

Zhang Ruochen and Gu Shejing have already retreated, unable to witness the confrontation between the two peerless warriors.

However, Zhang Ruochen used his heart of truth to sense that after the first collision, the shock in the space did not end there, but evolved into an even more powerful destructive force.

It can be seen that Zhuo Yunong blocked Wuma Jiuxing's first sword.

This duel only lasted for half a breath before it stopped.
To be continued...