God Emperor

In a moment, Wan Ji suppressed the evil spirit of death and sealed it in his right arm, preventing it from invading his internal organs and qi sea.

Wan Ji's right arm was very stiff and unable to move, but the holy spirit released from his body was still quite strong. He walked towards Zhang Ruochen step by step, and said with a smile in anger: "Good boy, you are really amazing. Even in the battlefield of the Ruins Realm, I have never encountered such a danger, but I almost fell into your hands."

Zhang Ruochen raised his sword, slowly stood up, smiled, and said: "So what, I am still defeated?"

Wan Ji felt very unhappy when he saw the smile on Zhang Ruochen's face. Obviously, his cultivation level was far superior to that of the other party, but he could not shock the other party.

Did Zhang Ruochen think that because his right arm could not be used temporarily, he became a useless person?

If so, he had to wonder if Zhang Ruochen was too arrogant.

With his cultivation level, as long as he was careful and did not repeat the same mistake, he could easily deal with Zhang Ruochen even with only one hand.

Han Qiu clasped his hands tightly together, feeling sorry for Zhang Ruochen. It was a great opportunity just now, and he was just a little bit away from killing the strong man from the Ministry of War.

However, the opponent's reaction speed was too fast, and he actually escaped this disaster.

As a result, Zhang Ruochen fell into a passive position again, and even... he had no strength to fight back. Because the opponent would never make the same mistake again.

...

Outside the city of Shentai, a white-haired old woman and a middle-aged man in a red robe stood on the top of a maple tree, looking towards the direction of Shentai City.

The middle-aged man, who was about forty years old, had a gentle look, but exuded a kind of majesty. He said, "It is rare that this boy can fight with Wanji to such a situation before he enters the semi-saint realm. However, he should have tried his best. If we don't take action, I am afraid he will die in Wanji's hands."

The white-haired old woman's eyes seemed particularly deep, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, I see that boy is very calm, and he should have a backhand."

"There is a backhand?"

The middle-aged man frowned and said, "Wanji is one of the commanders of the Leopard Army. Even in the Ministry of War, he is a famous figure. Even if the boy has a backhand, can he still turn defeat into victory?"

"Let's see, let's see." The white-haired old woman smiled.

Below the white-haired old woman and the middle-aged man, there was an unconscious man lying, who was Cao Gu, one of the two capable generals under Wanji.

Beside Cao Gu, there was also a Diwu Saint Light Cannon.

These two people are really powerful. They can knock down a semi-saint without making any sound. Moreover, even a strong man like Wan Ji did not notice it.

It really makes people curious, who are they?

In Shentai City.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head gently and sighed: "The difference in cultivation is too big. I have to admit defeat."

"If you had such a realization and surrendered, I would not have made up my mind to kill you. It's a pity that it's too late for you to regret it now."

Wan Ji no longer concealed the murderous aura on his body, and his voice was also full of a strong chill.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "I don't regret it, but I have to rely on outsiders to deal with you, so I feel a little regretful. If my cultivation has broken through to the semi-saint realm, how great it would be?"

Hearing this, Wan Ji was slightly startled.

At this moment, he saw a picture scroll flying out from Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows and suspended in the air.

A black ghost cloud surged out of the picture scroll, emitting a chilling aura.

In the center of the ghost cloud, stood a very beautiful woman, wearing a long dress that outlined a very proud figure.

However, her eyes were extremely cold.

Even Wan Ji trembled when he saw her eyes.

"Ghost King."

Wan Ji's eyes widened, his face turned very pale, and even his legs began to tremble.

Zhang Ruochen sighed and said, "If it is not a last resort, I really don't want to invite her out."

Zhang Ruochen said the truth from his heart. Even though the Blood Moon Ghost King had pledged allegiance to him, he did not like to let the Blood Moon Ghost King help him solve any problem. If so, he would lose the ability to deal with danger.

However, his words were quite harsh to Wan Ji's ears.

Wan Ji felt that Zhang Ruochen was completely teasing him. He had a ghost king by his side and was completely invincible, but he deliberately pretended to be struggling with him. If it's not teasing, what is it?

The Blood Moon Ghost King looked very indifferent and said, "Zhang Ruochen, the person you want me to deal with is him? Isn't he too weak?"

Wan Ji glanced at the Blood Moon Ghost King, his face flushed, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, you are lucky. Today, I will let you go. But don't think that you can do whatever you want with a ghost king protecting you."?Wan Ji took out a scroll of imperial edict and injected holy energy into it.

"Shua!"?The power of the imperial edict wrapped Wan Ji and turned into a white stream of light. In a flash, it rushed out of Shentai City.

Zhang Ruochen frowned and stared at the Blood Moon Ghost King, saying, "Why don't you take action to hold him down?"

The Blood Moon Ghost King said lightly, "I have come forward to scare him away, what else do you want from me?"?Seeing the Blood Moon Ghost King's expression of "If you have the guts, bite me", Zhang Ruochen was very speechless.

Obviously, Zhang Ruochen used coercion and inducement to subdue her, which really made her quite dissatisfied. Fortunately, they still have ways to use each other, so they can maintain a very delicate relationship.

Unless Zhang Ruochen's cultivation can surpass hers, otherwise, he may not be able to make her completely surrender.

Blood Moon Ghost King did not dare to offend Zhang Ruochen too much, so he added: "Besides, the imperial edict that that person mastered contained extremely powerful holy power. In an instant, it exploded faster than me. Even if I take action , I’m afraid there’s only a 50% chance of keeping him.”

The intensity of the holy power contained in the imperial edict issued by people of different realms is naturally different.

The imperial edict in Wanji's hands was written by a saint who was more powerful than the Blood Moon Ghost King. If he wanted to escape, even if the Blood Moon Ghost King wanted to keep him, it would not be an easy task.

At this moment, Wanji's screams rang out outside Shentai City.

"what happened?"

Zhang Ruochen was quite surprised. Wan Ji had already escaped, so why was he still nearby?

The Blood Moon Ghost King stared at the outside of Shentai City with a solemn expression and said, "Someone intercepted him." "Whoa, whoa."

Blood Moon Ghost King and Zhang Ruochen rushed out one after another, and soon rushed out of the city and came to a forest full of fallen leaves.

At this moment, Wanji was actually kneeling on the ground, trembling all over, looking at the white-haired old woman standing in front of him with extremely frightened eyes.

Beside him was a broken imperial edict.

Wanji kept kowtowing and said: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have offended you, please be merciful and spare me once...from now on..."

The white-haired old woman didn't even look at him. She just stretched out a finger, moved forward a little, and hit Wanji between the eyebrows.

"Snapped!"

A cracking sound.

Wanji's body cracked like ceramic and turned into crystal clear fragments, scattering on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruochen felt a little suffocated.

Who is the white-haired old woman, and how can she scare Wanji to the point of kneeling on the ground and kowtow? Wanji was not so scared when he saw the Blood Moon Ghost King.

Moreover, the white-haired old woman's killing methods were also extremely strange.

The moment he killed the opponent, he actually refined the opponent's body into energy crystals. The crystal fragments on the ground contain holy energy that is comparable to that of holy stones.

"Bahuang Liuhe Gong, are you members of the Demon Sect?" Zhang Ruochen's eyes were quite serious.

The Bahuang Liuhe Kung Fu is the top technique of the Demon Sect. If you practice it to an extremely high level, you can transform all materials in the world into crystals.

Once a living thing turns into crystal, it naturally means death.

The Blood Moon Ghost King stood beside Zhang Ruochen with extremely cold eyes, staring at the white-haired old woman and middle-aged man opposite. Especially the white-haired old woman, she felt that she could not see through it and was definitely a relatively dangerous person.

The white-haired old woman put away the crystal fragments in a low voice, looked at Zhang Ruochen carefully, nodded, and said hoarsely: "You actually know the Bahuang Liuhe Kung Fu, the star spirit must have told you, right?"

The white-haired old woman is very old, and each hair is like a white crystal. Her eyes are like two black holes, completely sucking in the surrounding light and heat.

Mu Lingxi and Han Qiu also rushed out of the city and rushed over quickly.

When Mu Lingxi saw the white-haired old woman and the middle-aged man, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she immediately lowered her head and walked over cautiously.

She bowed and saluted the two of them, saying: "Greetings to the master, and respecting...father."

The middle-aged man is Mu Lingxi’s father, Yun Zheng. Yun Zheng's eyes fell on Mu Lingxi, with an extremely stern look on his face, and said, "Why don't you kneel down immediately?"

Mu Lingxi bit her lips tightly, with an extremely stubborn look in her eyes. She didn't even raise her head to look at the middle-aged man opposite, and said, "I didn't make a mistake, why do I have to kneel?"

At this moment, Mu Lingxi's demeanor was in huge contrast to her usual cheerful look. Zhang Ruochen secretly guessed that the relationship between Mu Lingxi and her father might not be so harmonious.

Yunzheng snorted coldly and said, "How dare you say you didn't make any mistakes? What did you do at Jiezi's banquet? Shenzi wrote a letter himself and gave it to me, asking me to discipline you well."

Mu Lingxi's eyes were sharp and she said: "If he has the ability, he can directly report it to the Dark Night Palace and let the Dark Night Messenger judge me?"

"The Son of God didn't report to the Dark Night Palace. He already showed favor to the Mu family. You still don't know what's going on?"

Yun Zheng's eyes widened and his whole body trembled with anger. He raised an arm and was about to slap Mu Lingxi.

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(Mu Lingxi does not have the same surname as his father. This is not a bug. It will be explained later.)