At this moment, Zhang Ruochen became infinitely small.

Emperor Yu merged with the sea of ​​blood and possessed endless energy.

In fact, Zhang Ruochen had already used all his strength to resolve the force of Emperor Yu's fingering in the attack just now. Now, Emperor Yu has used the Sacred Will of the Blood Sea, which is far stronger than before.

"The great saint who is in the Great Perfection of the Hundred Shackles Realm is indeed extraordinary. Perhaps only by using the superposition of the Truth Realm, Space Realm, Virtual Time Realm and the Holy Ideas of Yin and Yang and Five Elements can she break her blood sea of ​​holy intentions." Zhang Ruochen said.

He has the truth, such a trump card that can instantly explode ten times the attack power, how could Emperor Yu not have the means to instantly explode several times the attack power?

Zhang Ruochen knew that this battle would not be so easy and he had to do his best.

Even if it is just a competition, he will never lose as a tribal leader.

"Wow—"

A sword light suddenly tore the sea of ​​blood from the northwest, like an aurora connecting the heaven and earth, slashing straight towards Emperor Yu.

"Um?"

Emperor Yu and Zhang Ruochen both showed a strange look. Unexpectedly, there was a third person joining the battlefield.

The sword light had an amazing penetration power, which was stronger than Emperor Yu's previous finger strength.

Emperor Yu quickly guessed the identity of the visitor, and a killing intention appeared in his eyes. He stretched out a hand as white as jade, mobilized the power of the sea of ​​blood, and pointed out with one point.

The powerful Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Flame and the Sea of ​​Blood merged together and turned into a blood river, which was confronted with the sword light.

"Boom."

The blood river and the sword light shattered at the same time.

"Haha, it's not bad. In just a hundred years, you have made so much progress. You can stop the sword that I sage with all my strength. I have made great progress!"

As an old voice sounded, an old man in a civilian, carrying a divine patterned sword, flew down to the sea of ​​blood, dispersed his gray hair, and his face, arms, and legs, with thick dust on his face, arms, and legs, making him look quite sloppy.

Zhang Ruochen keenly sensed that the sloppy old man's cultivation had surpassed the Hundred Shackles Realm and reached the Thousand Questions Realm.

The largest number of monks in the Great Saint realm are the Immortal Realm and the Hundred Shackle Realm.

Being able to enter the Qianwen Realm, even if you are a high-level member of the Great Sage.

For example, in Guanghan Realm, such a big world with hundreds of millions of creatures, there are probably only about ten great saints above the Thousand Questions Realm.

Even in the Blood Heaven Tribe, the number of such powerful people is quite limited, and each of them has a great say in it.

Emperor Yu completely ignored Zhang Ruochen, his eyes fixed on the sloppy old man, and said coldly: "Shen Nansheng."

"Oh, the little girl, I haven't forgotten the name of this saint. It seems that I remember the knife a hundred years ago very deeply." Shen Nansheng showed his yellow teeth and said with a grim smile.

Emperor Yu's anger became stronger. Blood patterns appeared on his crystal clear face, and two blue light pillars shot out from his pupils, as if he had transformed into a god and demon and attacked Shen Nansheng.

Zhang Ruochen only felt that his feet were empty, his body was uncontrolled, and he left the sea of ​​blood and appeared in the Hanhai Manor.

At some point, Qingsheng Dasheng was already in the manor. With a wave of his sleeves, Emperor Yu and Shen Nansheng, who were fighting, flew into the desert battlefield that Zhang Ruochen had previously opened up.

There is no doubt that Zhang Ruochen was forced to pull out by him just now.

"Today, I have seen the power of the Supreme Realm Great Saint." Zhang Ruochen said.

The skill of Qingsheng Dasheng seemed simple, but he could easily penetrate another space into another space with a great saint of Thousand Questions and a great saint of Hundred Shackles.

"Are you not embarking on the road of cultivation to confront the heaven and earth? Keep breaking the limits of the rules?"

Qing Shengda Sheng said: "You are too self-righteous. The cultivation of holy intention is not as simple as you imagined. Listen to your uncle's advice, first practice the way of time, space, and sword, and then comprehend the way of the five elements."

"It is best to choose one of the three holy paths of time, space, sword, and the way of sage, and merge it into the second-grade holy meaning. Then, in the future, you will definitely be invincible in the same realm. If you reach the divine realm, you will also have the opportunity to peek at the peak of the divine realm."

"The integration of the three major practices into a second-grade holy intention is what you should do with all your might."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were still firm, and he said, "Cultivating Yin and Yang and Five Elements may not be able to achieve the second-grade holy intention without cultivating."

"It is not the way of practicing the main practice, it is impossible to cultivate the second level of holy intention." Qingsheng Dasheng Tao.

Zhang Ruochen said, "Not necessarily?"

"If you practice Yin and Yang and Five Elements, you can cultivate the second-grade holy intention. In the future, the name of this saint will be written upside down." Qingsheng Dasheng said angrily in a tone of regret.

Zhang Ruochen didn't expect that the Great Sage of Qingsheng would value this matter so much. He pondered for a moment and said, "Uncle, have you ever asked the God of War?"

"This matter, let alone the God of War will not allow it. Even your mother will never let you do anything. You are trying to destroy yourself." Qing Shengda Sheng said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Uncle hasn't asked the God of War, how can he know what he thinks? Perhaps only his genius in this world can understand my decision at this moment. I want to give it a try when he didn't do it or something he dared not do."

Qing Sheng Dasheng was stunned, not expecting that Zhang Ruochen's will was so firm.

It seems that only by reporting to the God of War, he or the bloody man can change Zhang Ruochen's decision.

At this time, Emperor Yu and Shen Nansheng, who were fighting fiercely in the desert battlefield, had already decided to win.

Emperor Yu first used the ninth-grade formation to trap Shen Nansheng into the formation, and then used the soul-catching flute to numb Shen Nansheng's five senses with the "Soul Lost Song". Finally, he penetrated his chest with one finger.

The battlefield of the Hundred Miles Desert was stained red by holy blood.

"The ninth-grade Ten Thousand Spirit Formation, Dakun Tun Tun, and the Divine Thorn Armor, she actually hid these trump cards. Xia Yu's combat power has reached the early stage of the Qianwen Realm."

Qingsheng Dasheng naturally recited this sentence to himself, reached out to explore the void, pulled the injured Shen Nansheng out of the battlefield and landed beside him.

Shen Nansheng looked a little sad and sighed: "After all, he is old, his blood and energy have dropped significantly, no longer as brave as he was back then. The Xia clan gave birth to such a powerful young saint, and revival is just around the corner."

Emperor Yu chased after him, still murderous intent and said, "Sage Qingsheng, please don't interfere in this matter. This is my personal grudge with him."

"It was this saint who asked him to test your strength, so he would naturally have to take him away safely."

Immediately afterwards, the Qingsheng Dasheng secretly sent a message to Emperor Yu and said something.

After listening, Emperor Yu asked, “Really?”

"It's true, you can try it."

Qingsheng Dasheng nodded with a smile, and then took Shen Nansheng to leave Hanhai Manor.

Emperor Yu stared at Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen frowned deeply, looked at the back of Qingsheng Dasheng, and said in his heart, "What did he say to Emperor Yu? Why did Emperor Yu focus his attention on me? He won't be secretly obedient, right? Drag me out and help Shen Nansheng block the disaster?"

...

When the Qingsheng Dasheng went to report, the God of Blood War and the God of Blood Yao were playing chess under the tree, playing a game that had been played for thousands of years.

The expression of the Blood-Jui War God condensed and paused for a long time, as if he was thinking deeply.

The God of Blood Yao stared at him with a smile, obviously wanting to know what decision would the God of Blood Sai War make in the face of this problem?

After a long time, the Blood-Ju War God asked, "Have you explained the consequences clearly to him?"

Qing Shengda Sheng said: "I have already explained it very clearly, but he couldn't listen at all. He also said... He also said that you will understand him. He wanted to give it a try when you didn't do it or what you dare not do."

The Blood-Jue War God fell into memories. For some reason, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay, very good. It seems that I underestimated him before. He wanted to cut off all his retreat and acted in a desperate situation, forcing himself to move forward."

"I thought about this matter for nine years, but in the end I didn't take that step. But it took him less than a day to strengthen his mind. It seems that sometimes, thinking too much is a bad thing."

The God of Blood Yao said: "You were still responsible for revitalizing the Blood Jue family. I don't know how many eyes were staring at you. You can't take any wrong steps. When making a decision, of course you can't be as willful as him."

The Blood-jue War God stared at Qingsheng Dasheng and said, "Go and tell him that the four secret marks will be sent to him within three days. In addition, don't tell Qingyin about this, I will block the secrets of heaven and prevent her from knowing it. If she knows...the scoundrel..."

Qingsheng Dasheng left and sighed as he walked.
Chapter completed!