God Emperor

Eight heavenly fire demon butterflies brought Zhang Ruochen to the bottom of the white cliff. They flapped their wings and flew into the sea of ​​flowers. It seemed that they did not want to understand the pictures and texts of the way of truth at all.

"These demon butterflies are really interesting. They are obviously strong in cultivation, but their minds are like little girls." Zhang Ruochen said with a smile.

However, the next moment, he felt two murderous auras coming from behind him. Zhang Ruochen immediately put away the smile on his face and stared at him.

Two creatures, one tall and one short, wearing Fei Peng Holy Armor, appeared in front of him.

The tall creature is two and a half meters tall; the short creature is only one and a half meters tall, like a dwarf.

They were all in human form, but Zhang Ruochen felt the aura of tyrannical beasts from their bodies, which was cruel, ferocious, and bloody. Even if they transformed into saints, the aura did not disappear, but became stronger.

The tall creature, named Li Hai, didn't say a word. He pinched the five fingers of his right hand into a claw shape and turned his nails into a golden sickle, and grabbed Zhang Ruochen's neck directly.

A simple claw, but it has a powerful vortex force and is squeezed from the outside to the inside.

Zhang Ruochen only felt the air currents from all directions pressing towards him. The density of the air became more and more dense, as if it had turned into a solid state.

"So strong. If it were another Half-Step Saint King, just this air pressure would have forced him to lie on the ground. Even the more powerful Half-Step Saint King would have been crushed to the point where he could not move. Then, If you are hit by that creature’s claw, you will either die or be maimed.”

A strong "angry" emotion burst out, burning like a flame in Zhang Ruochen's body.

Just arrived here, the other party is so cruel indiscriminately, what does it mean?

Zhang Ruochen's one hundred and forty-four orifices opened, spurting out a large amount of holy energy, breaking through the suppression of the air flow, and struck Li Hai with one palm. Along with the palm force, there is also hot masculine energy.

"You actually broke free from the shackles of the airflow?"

A strange look appeared in Li Hai's eyes, and he immediately increased the power of his claws and exploded with all his strength.

"Bang."

The claws and palms collided together, and a large amount of chaotic holy power vibrated.

There was a "crack, crackle" sound, and all the phalanges of the five fingers were broken. Li Hai flew backwards like a scarecrow.

Affected by the Joy and Wrath Pill, Zhang Ruochen's anger exploded fiercely. He chased after him, grabbed one of Li Hai's legs, dragged him back, and threw him to the ground.

There was a "bang", and the ground with protective formations shook slightly.

"Why did you attack me?"

"Why?"

"Who ordered it?"

"What are you going to do? What are you going to do?"

…

Every time he asked, Zhang Ruochen would stomp down so hard that all the bones in Li Hai's body were breaking. Even with the protection of Fei Peng Holy Armor, it was of no avail.

Because every time he tried to activate the defensive power of the Fei Peng Holy Armor, Zhang Ruochen's foot would fall down, causing the holy power all over his body to scatter and become unable to be condensed.

That short and thin creature was named Li Shan. Who would have expected that Zhang Ruochen would be so powerful and that his younger brother would be beaten so hard that he could not get up after just one encounter.

"stop."

Li Shan shouted deeply, activating the power of Fei Peng Holy Armor, spreading a pair of metal wings on his back, bursting out with rapidity, and rushed in front of Zhang Ruochen in the blink of an eye.

Li Shan was much more cautious. At the first moment, he activated the defensive power of Fei Peng Holy Armor. A golden shadow of Fei Peng rushed out from the Holy Armor, protecting him inside the shadow.

At the same time, he also used a knife-shaped sacred weapon with ten thousand patterns, and struck Zhang Ruochen's waist like it was sweeping across thousands of armies.

The power of this sword was more than twice as powerful as Li Hai's previous claw.

In fact, the strength of Li Shan and Li Hai is between the same, and Li Hai has not mobilized the rules of truth. The reason why this sword is so powerful is because of the blessing of Feipeng Holy Armor.

"Why did you attack me?"

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his right hand and directly grabbed the ten-thousand-marked sacred weapon-level knife in Li Shan's hand. He suddenly dragged it forward and easily neutralized the power on the knife.

"How can it be?"

Li Shan showed an expression of disbelief. Before he could retreat, his vision went dark and he was slapped to the ground by the opponent's palm. The holy sword in his hand was also taken away.

The flying peng shadow that protected him had already been beaten to pieces.

Zhang Ruochen held the holy sword and slashed downwards.

"Why did you attack me?"

"What is our grudge?"

…

The sound of "bang bang" kept ringing, and the Fei Peng Holy Armor was split into sparks. The sword energy penetrated into the armor, leaving bloody wounds of varying depths on Li Shan's body.

Zhang Ruochen stepped on his chest and was unable to get up to fight back. However, with the protection of Fei Peng's Holy Armor, he was not hacked to death, but the aggrieved feeling in his heart made him wish he could die on the spot.

Most of the monks in the square were alarmed and looked over in astonishment.

"Where did this ruthless person come from to beat both Li Hai and Li Shan to the ground?"

"So ferocious. Could it be that he has sadistic tendencies?"

"Li Hai and Li Shan dealt with many monks who wanted to pursue Baihua Fairy, and their methods were quite cruel. Unexpectedly, they met an even more cruel guy. It was really karma."

Those sons and grandsons of gods also showed a look of surprise. It was obvious that even they had misjudged the strength of that human man.

Prince Jinpeng is very clear about how powerful Li Hai and Li Shan are. Both of them have sub-perfect physiques, and they can suppress the ordinary One-Step Saint King. Otherwise, they would not be qualified to follow him.

Li Hai was captured by Zhang Ruochen, and he could only say that he was too careless.

However, Li Shan was very cautious, not only using the Ten Thousand Patterns Sacred Artifact, but also using the power of Fei Peng Holy Armor, but he was still easily suppressed by the human race man.

Such a person is either one who is ranked high on the "Holy Merit List" or a person at the level of a Saint King.

Prince Jinpeng was even more convinced that Zhang Ruochen was the latter, a figure at the level of a holy king. He just carried spiritual treasures and deliberately hid his true cultivation level in order to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger.

"This human being is really arrogant. When beating a dog, it depends on the owner, right?"

Seeing Li Hai and Li Shan being abused by Zhang Ruochen, Prince Jin Peng's face was quite cold. However, given his status, he naturally did not bother to deal with an unknown person with his real body, so as not to make the other guys laugh.

Prince Jinpeng pulled a piece of hair from his head and blew in a breath. A large amount of holy power and part of the rules of the holy way were spit out along with the breath and blended into the hair.

Immediately, the hair flew up, bloomed with dazzling golden light, and turned into a clone that looked exactly like Prince Jinpeng.

Seeing this scene, a Qianrui Realm monk present exclaimed: "Intermediate holy technique, thirty-six clones."

"Wow——"

The clone of Prince Jinpeng shook slightly, and his figure became blurry. When he reappeared, he was already standing not far from Zhang Ruochen.

The golden light emanating from the clone of Prince Jinpeng seemed to be able to illuminate the heaven and earth, piercing Zhang Ruochen so hard that he could hardly open his eyes. It was obviously just a figure, but to Zhang Ruochen, it looked like a golden-winged giant with a body that could be hundreds of miles long. Peng is entrenched there.

The aura emanating from the clone was many times stronger than that of Li Hai and Li Shan. It was not at the same level of power at all.

Although he couldn't control his emotions, Zhang Ruochen's thoughts were still very clear.

The intermediate holy art "Thirty-six clones", once successfully practiced, can condense a clone by pulling out a hair. The clone's power is equivalent to about 10% of the real body's power.

Thirty-six clones are sent out at the same time, which can help the real body do many things.

It is said that there are even more powerful "seventy-two clones", which are high-level holy arts. Each clone can possess 30% of the power of the real body. Seventy-two clones appeared at the same time, enough to help the real body kill the more powerful monks.

Prince Jinpeng just pulled out a hair, and the clone he condensed was so powerful. It is conceivable that his real body must be ten times more terrifying.

Zhang Ruochen showed no fear at all. Instead, he released the Fudo Ming King's body, glared back, and confronted the Jinpeng Prince's clone.

"You instigated them to deal with me?"

Zhang Ruochen lifted Li Hai and Li Shan up with one hand and then threw them towards Prince Jinpeng, saying: "Take care of your dogs. If you dare to bite people again, I will kill them for you."

The monks present were shocked when they saw that the human man dared to speak like this to Prince Jinpeng.

No monk has ever dared to be so disrespectful to Prince Jinpeng.

"He's quite courageous, but I don't know if his strength is worthy of such courage?" The Son of Immortality looked a little interested.

Prince Jin Peng's clone saw those sons and grandsons of gods staring at him as if they were laughing, and his face became even colder, murderous aura surged out, and he said: "Kneel down immediately and kowtow three times to this prince. Maybe it will make him happy." Let this prince's anger subside. Otherwise, when my prince's anger breaks out, you will regret coming to this world."

"This is the dojo of Qianrui Realm. Can you threaten me?" Zhang Ruochen said.

"Sometimes, dying is easier, and living is painful."

When he said these words, the power of Prince Jin Peng's clone completely exploded, and the majestic holy power enveloped Zhang Ruochen.

All the scenes in front of Zhang Ruochen disappeared, leaving only the rolling golden waves and a giant golden roc bird hundreds of miles long, hovering above his head. As a deafening cry rang out, the golden roc giant bird stretched out a claw, and the surging holy power suppressed it.

Suddenly, it was like the sky was falling and the earth was falling.

Above Zhang Ruochen's head, there seemed to be a hundred thousand mountains pressing down, making people feel as if they were about to fall into the abyss of death.