Qi Hong immediately sat cross-legged, closed his hands, and as for the chest and eyebrows, a divine martial mark appeared.

As the divine martial seal kept spinning, a ball of white sacred light radiated, wrapping his body, and starting to disperse the evil spirit of death with all his strength.

The evil spirit contained in the pills is limited after all. Qi Hong mobilized the light of the semi-saint and gradually suppressed the evil spirit in his body.

"The cultivation of the semi-saint is so powerful." Zhang Ruochen's face changed.

The dead evil spirit in the pill was enough to make the ten cultivators who changed the ninth transformation of the fish and dragons die in an instant. However, Qi Hong was terrifyingly powerful and actually slowly forced out the evil spirit.

While Qi Hong has not yet completely forced out the evil spirit of death, he must be killed.

"Sword Yi."

Zhang Ruochen held the Golden Snake Holy Sword in his hand, his body merged with the sword, turned into a golden light shuttle, and stabbed Qi Hong with all his strength.

"Lin Yue, you are too underestimating the half-saint. Just with your tiny little cultivation, the half-saint's head can kill you." Qi Hong's mouth did not move, but used his mental power to make a sound, resounding throughout the surrounding space.

"Yuan Ling, kill that kid."

At this moment, a white holy sword flew out from Qi Hong's divine martial mark on his eyebrows and met Zhang Ruochen.

The white holy sword, named "Yuan Ling", is Qi Hong's natal sword. He has been following Qi Hong for 160 years.

Qi Hong injected a large amount of holy energy into the Abyss Spirit Holy Sword. As long as this holy energy is not exhausted, the sword spirit of the holy sword can independently attack the enemy.

"Bang!"

The Yuanling Holy Sword emitted dazzling sword light, swung the sword and slashed out a sword energy that was dozens of meters long, killing Zhang Ruochen out.

Just a holy sword has the attack power far more than that of the cultivator of the ninth transformation of the fish and dragon, and has the power to kill Zhang Ruochen.

The voice of the sword spirit sounded, "Junior, take another sword from me."

"Swish!"

More than three hundred sword energy surged out of the Abyss Spirit Holy Sword at the same time, forming a whistling sword energy storm, flying towards Zhang Ruochen. The chaotic sword energy left dense sword marks on the ground, as if to razing the entire hill to the ground.

At the center of the sword energy storm, the Abyss Spirit Holy Sword became more than 30 meters long and the door panel was so wide, carrying a force that destroyed the sky and the earth.

It was a very terrifying force, comparable to the power of Ouyang Huan's Blue Heaven Demon Hand.

Zhang Ruochen immediately made out the Qiankun Divine Wood Picture and turned it into a huge scroll of pictures, wanting to take away the Abyss Spirit Holy Sword.

The Yuanling Holy Sword has extremely high wisdom. Feeling the suction force on the Qiankun Divine Wood Picture, it immediately soars into the sky and escapes from afar, without facing the Qiankun Divine Wood Picture.

Then, a cold voice sounded and he smiled and said, "Good boy, there is actually a treasure on you. Since this is the case, I will accept it!"

Qi Hong was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, but a translucent shadow broke away from him, stood up, took a step forward, and condensed into a person who looked exactly like Qi Hong.

It's like the soul is out of body.

"Semi-saint clone."

Zhang Ruochen's face changed. Without any hesitation, he immediately spread the dragon wings on his back and fled to the distance as fast as possible.

The clone of the semi-saint has part of the power of the semi-saint, and it is definitely not something that Zhang Ruochen can defeat now.

Although the Meteor Invisibility Clothes was taken away by Qi Hong, as long as Zhang Ruochen can save his life, he will naturally have a chance to take it back in the future.

"Is this kid a member of the Shenlong half-human race?"

Seeing a pair of dragon wings spread out on Zhang Ruochen's back, Qi Hong's clone showed a puzzled expression.

Then, he stretched out his arm, took back the Abyss Spirit Holy Sword, and chased Zhang Ruochen quickly.

Zhang Ruochen looked back and saw Qi Hong's clone getting closer and closer.

The two chased and fled.

In the middle, they fought four times, and each time, Zhang Ruochen escaped dangerously.

"Zhang Ruochen, the situation is not good. Now, we are still facing a clone and have been chased to death without any way to the sky. If so, Qi Hong's original deity completely forced the evil spirit of death out of his body and chased him up, wouldn't we have even less way to survive?" Xiao Hei said.

It had already emerged from Zhang Ruochen's sleeve, stood on his shoulder, constantly carving the formation inscriptions, and hitting it in the direction behind him, hindering the degree of Qi Hong's clone.

"The time is not yet ripe. When the time is ripe, I will use the power of space to penetrate the clone into the void space." Zhang Ruochen gritted his teeth, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

There is no way. With his current cultivation level, he can only use the power of time and space to have the opportunity to kill the half-saint's clone.

In order to avoid identity exposure, Zhang Ruochen only has one chance to take action, so he must be very cautious.

Probably, he ran for two thousand miles.

Zhang Ruochen broke into a very strange area, with black soil on the ground and no grass growing. Moreover, no matter in the sky or underground, there was no spiritual energy in heaven and earth.

This means that once you break in, the true energy in the cultivator's body will be continuously consumed. Moreover, if you cannot absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to make up for the consumption of your body, the cultivator will only become weaker and weaker.

This is the first time Zhang Ruochen has encountered such a strange place.

There are many ancient ruins and forbidden areas in the Falling Sacred Mountains. Some of these areas, even if the saints break in, will be in great danger.

At this moment, the area where Zhang Ruochen entered was probably a ruin.

Xiao Hei jumped off Zhang Ruochen's shoulder, landed on the ground, and sniffed it with his nose.

In the soil, it smelled a bloody smell and said, "What an ancient smell, is this place a medieval ruin?"

Zhang Ruochen stopped and did not dare to continue running forward. He showed his eyes of heaven and looked up in the distance.

A hundred feet away, a black cloud air rose from the ground. The shape of the clouds was like a group of evil spirits with fangs and claws, containing powerful yin energy, blocking the light of the sky's eyes back.

"I feel a murderous aura wandering here. Once you break in, you may die without a burial place." Zhang Ruochen's face was quite serious and he realized that it was quite dangerous.

Zhang Ruochen was about to retreat, but just as he turned around, he saw Qi Hong's clone chasing him from behind and floating several feet above the ground.

Qi Hong's clone smiled coldly and said condescendingly: "Lin Yue, hand over the previous picture scroll. I can consider it and spare your life."

Zhang Ruochen deliberately showed a very relaxed look and smiled, "Is that so? Do you want to thank seniors for your helplessness?"

"Don't toast or not to eat a penalty."

Qi Hong's eyes sank, he raised his palm, mobilized a sensation of holy energy, and slapped down with one palm.

"Kingyun Palm."

Kaiyun Palm is a very powerful ghost-level martial art. The power displayed by the semi-saint clone is naturally much more powerful than the power displayed by the cultivator of the Yulong Realm.

Zhang Ruochen used Sword Two, soared into the sky, colliding fiercely with Kaiyun Palm.

The strong palm power is difficult to break through even Jian Er.

Finally, the huge palm print knocked Zhang Ruochen away, flew a hundred feet away, and fell into the depths of the medieval ruins.

Zhang Ruochen supported the ground with one hand, held the hilt of the sword tightly with the other hand, and blood kept flowing out of his mouth, but the will in his heart was quite firm.

Darkly, he released the space domain, covering a space of ten miles.

Qi Hong's clone did not want to kill Zhang Ruochen immediately, but wanted to capture him alive, using the secret technique of soul searching to find something from his memory.

It is precisely because of this mentality that he gave Zhang Ruochen a chance to survive.

"Junior, do you still want to struggle to death? To be honest, my true identity has completely forced out the evil aura and rushed in this direction. Do you think there is still a need to continue to resist?"

Qi Hong's clone fell to the ground, walked to Zhang Ruochen, and smiled coldly. He was like a judge, lifting up the Yuanling Holy Sword and stabbing Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows.

A strange smile appeared on Zhang Ruochen's face, and then he pointed his finger forward.

"Wow—"

At this moment, the space in front of Zhang Ruochen became violently distorted.

The Yuanling Holy Sword clearly stabbed Zhang Ruochen, but suddenly, it had a 180-degree reversal and stabbed Qi Hong's clone.

Qi Hong's clone showed a hint of surprise. He had never seen such a strange thing before, so he immediately retreated without any thought.

Zhang Ruochen first used the "space collapse", causing the space behind Qi Hong's clone to break open and turn into a huge void hole with a diameter of ten feet.

"boom!"

The shattered space was like the eye of a storm. A powerful devouring force came out, forming a huge energy vortex, sweeping Qi Hong's clone and the Abyss Spirit Holy Sword into it at the same time.

"You are...the power of space..."

At the last moment, Qi Hong's clone finally woke up. He widened his eyes, looking at Zhang Ruochen as if he was looking at a ghost.

"Chew!"

After a moment, Qi Hong's clone and the Abyss Spirit Holy Sword were torn into pieces by the broken space.

The power of space can destroy all matter.

Just as Qi Hong's clone and the Abyss Spirit Holy Sword were broken, eight hundred miles away, Qi Hong's original deity seemed to be hit by a heavy punch, and his throat became sweet and a trace of holy blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

"What's going on? A mere Lin Yue can actually destroy my clone and destroy my natal sword? What happened?"

Under normal circumstances, the deity can perceive everything the clone has experienced.

Unless the clone is killed in an instant, it will be too late to send the message back to the deity.

Whether it is the clone or the sword of the natal world, once it is destroyed, it will cause huge trauma to Qi Hong. Even if you take the magic pill, it will take at least a year to completely recover.
Chapter completed!