The prince of the Emperor's ancestor was worried that after Zhang Ruochen would not fulfill his promise after his defeat in the war, he said to the cultivator who rushed over: "The battle between Li Ruohan and Xian Gongming is not just a simple competition. Whoever loses will be the first to fight against the Blood Bee Shura King. No matter what, both of them have great courage and are admirable."

"Someone dares to compete with Xian Gongming for the Holy Face. Isn't this asking for trouble?"

"Don't say that, I didn't see that man possessing the sword-shaped holy image."

"So what about the sword-shaped holy image? Can it still rival the two holy images of Xian Gongming in heaven and earth?"

"No matter whoever loses and who wins, it is a good thing that the Blood Bee Shura King comes and someone takes the lead."

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While everyone was talking, Zhang Ruochen controlled the sword-shaped holy image and turned into a meteor-like light path, slashing straight towards the dragon horse flying in the sky.

"Can you get the lead by doing it first?" Xian Gongming sneered.

"Boom."

The dragon horse, flying in the air, spit out a light beam from its mouth, and rushed towards the sword-shaped holy.

It is worthy of being one of the twelve Gongmings of the Tower Sect. It is just a saint of heaven, and it actually blocks the attack of the sword-shaped holy image.

On the ground, the giant green tortoise crawled towards Zhang Ruochen's real body. Although it was very slow, it could cross a distance of hundreds of feet at every step.

Li Miaohan said: "Isn't it a saint's reconciliation? Why should we attack the true body?"

The prince of the Emperor's ancestor smiled and said, "It is indeed a saint's reconciliation, but if the saint's holy appearance cannot stop Xian Gongming's holy appearance and is endangered by the saint's life. Then, he will naturally be defeated!"

"Don't worry, Miss Miaohan, just a fight. Xian Gongming just wants to win and will not really kill Brother Ling."

Zhang Ruochen looked at the dust flying in front of him. Among the dust, the figure of the giant green tortoise appeared, getting closer and closer to him.

"return."

Zhang Ruochen pinched out a sword finger and wanted to take back the sword-shaped holy image.

However, the dragon horse flying in the sky suddenly turned into a giant dragon worth more than ten miles long, and it actually entangled the sword-shaped holy image.

The scales of the dragon are made of holy iron. No matter whether the sword-shaped holy image is flying in the sky or hiding from the ground, it cannot be broken free.

Xian Gongming laughed: "Young Master Ruohan's cultivation level does not seem to be very high, and even the sword-shaped holy figure does not burst out with much power. It seems that the old mother of Qushan is also misleading."

Zhang Ruochen is the realm of the Eight-Step Saint King, but Xian Gongming has reached the realm of the rule of the world.

The rules of the holy path cultivated by Xian Gongming are several times more than Zhang Ruochen. The more rules you integrate into the holy form, the more powerful the power you burst out from the holy form will naturally be.

What's more, Xian Gongming is not an ordinary rule, and his strength is not inferior to the Heavenly Minister. The strong people in the Dao Realm are not necessarily his opponents.

Seeing that the green giant tortoise was about to arrive in front of Zhang Ruochen, the prince of the Emperor's ancestor showed a satisfied smile on his face and said, "Brother Ling should be about to admit defeat!"

"Chichi."

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light burst out from Zhang Ruochen's body.

The eyes of the Emperor's ancestor were so thorny that they could not open their eyes. They could only hear the deafening dragon roars and elephant roars in the direction where Zhang Ruochen was.

When he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find that a dragon and an elephant appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen.

The golden dragon tangled around the giant elephant and collided with the green giant tortoise.

A large number of screams sounded around. Obviously, they didn't expect that Zhang Ruochen actually had a second holy image.

Li Miaohan's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "No wonder he dared to propose competing with Xian Gongming for the Holy Appearance. It turned out that he had hidden such a trick. In this way, it would probably not be so easy for Xian Gongming to win."

Xian Gongming's eyes became a little colder, and he said, "It turns out that you also have two great holy figures, which is really unexpected. However, if you only have such a little ability, you will still be defeated."

"Of course there is more than just that skill."

Zhang Ruochen smiled and a third holy image rushed out of his body.

The third holy image is the holy image of the boxing path, which turns into a holy river dozens of miles long, flying in the air, making a clamor, no difference from a real river.

What surprised Zhang Ruochen was that with the appearance of the Holy River, the water vapor on the Nine-Curve Star gathered wildly, making the Holy River grow stronger and stronger.

"Rumbling."

The holy river turned into a torrent like a sea of ​​torrents, crashing into the body of the green giant tortoise, causing it to regress.

The power of the torrent remains undiminished, rushing towards Xian Gongming's true body.

"The three holy figures are really scheming. I have been plotting against this prince from the beginning."

The battle situation has taken a terrifying reversal.

Now it was the turn of Emperor Zu and Prince to feel heartbroken and his hands were tightly squeezed together. If Xian Gongming was defeated, not only would Xian Gongming lose face, but he would also slap him hard.

Li Miaohan felt unspeakable and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is wrong? Even if you are planning, you are planning to plot against my brother. However, my brother is smarter than you, and you may have to steal chickens and lose some rice."

"Miss Miaohan's words cannot be said so early, and the outcome is still difficult to say." said the Emperor's ancestor.

The battle on the wilderness has indeed changed again.

The giant dragon flying in the air dragged the sword-shaped holy image and turned into a pillar of light, rushing straight towards Zhang Ruochen's true body.

For Zhang Ruochen and Xian Gongming at this moment, whoever defeats the other party’s true body first will win.

Because of the resistance of the green giant tortoise, the rushing speed of the holy river was not very fast. However, the light column formed by the giant dragon and the sword-shaped holy figure immediately hit Zhang Ruochen's true body.

"Awesome, amazing, worthy of being Xian Gongming. This is a means to force me to show my strength." Zhang Ruochen sighed.

"What? There are methods!"

"Not...there is a fourth holy image?"

"It's impossible, that's too perverted."

It seemed to be confirming their speculation that a thousand feet tall golden body rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's body, like a giant god king, looking down at the earth under his feet.

The wise king and saint are still in motion.

The sage appearance of the Unmoving King of Ming can also be called Zhang Ruochen's natal holy appearance. It looks exactly the same as his true body, and the aura emitted is even more powerful than the sword-shaped sword-shaped holy appearance, the palm-shaped holy appearance of the dragon-shaped palm-shaped holy appearance, and the boxing holy appearance of the holy river-shaped holy appearance.

The Unmoved King Shengxiang stretched out a golden hand, like the handprints of the gods and Buddhas, and directly grabbed the flying dragon.

"Boom."

The King of Ming Shengxiang strode forward, walked to the blue giant tortoise, and punched it down with one punch, easily knocking the blue giant tortoise to the ground.

Xian Gongming was so shocked that he raised his head. He saw that the King Shengxiang of Unmoved Ming was standing in front of him, staring at him like an ant worm.

The Holy Decision is not a real confrontation.
Chapter completed!