Chapter 690: Thirty-Six Guardian Beasts of the Palace
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The golden snake's holy sword collided with the left wing of Quejiu, sparks flying and a grating metallic screech echoing through the air.
Queiji's defenses were strong, but how could they possibly withstand a holy sword
Finally, the Golden Serpent Sword pierced through the feathers, severing a foot-long section from the left wing, scattering streaks of crimson blood.
With its wings severed, Que Jiu felt a sharp pain in his back, letting out a muffled cry as he quickly retreated.
Zhang Ruochin pushed his body speed to the limit, quickly chasing after them, and said in a low voice, "Who are you"
The Golden Serpent Sword was like a golden poisonous snake, relentlessly pursuing Que Jiu's shadow and striking at her heart.
Que Jiu gritted her teeth, her nerves stretched to the breaking point. She charged forward with all her might, knowing that even a slight decrease in speed would mean certain death.
"I'll come see you."
His eight arms were incredibly sharp, like eight spears. The tips of those spears emitted a green glow, clearly indicating an extremely potent poison.
Eight arms whirled like windmills, launching a furious assault. Some shot straight ahead, targeting Zhang Ruochin's chest; others slashed downwards, aiming for his head; while others swept outwards, aiming to sever his legs...
Each of Wu Ba's arms contains a power comparable to the full force of a cultivator at the ninth transformation of Fish Dragon.
Zhang Ruochen was fighting as if against eight masters of the Fish Dragon Ninth Transformation simultaneously. Naturally, he found himself in a difficult situation, retreating step by step to dissolve that pressure.
Although being suppressed by Wu Ba and falling downwards, Zhang Ruochin's retreating steps appeared steady and unflustered.
Wu Ba's eight arms were all engraved with inscriptions, forming a layer of black light. Even the Golden Snake Holy Sword slashing down on it only made the black light tremble slightly, unable to cut through it at all.
Wu Ba laughed heartily: “Someone who could fight with the Eighth Master for so long is definitely not an unknown person. Who exactly are you”
Zhang Ruochen retreated while wielding his sword, saying: "How about we play a guessing game Perhaps I've already guessed your origins."
"What do you think" Centipede said.
It is said that the Demon Sect of Worshiping the Moon is divided into nine palaces, one of which is called the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts. This generation of the Palace of Ten Thousand Beasts has cultivated thirty-six guardian beast generals, all descendants of divine beasts. Qingfeng Que ranked ninth, and Qianzu Lei Gong ranked eighth. Am I right” Zhang Ruochin said.
The voice of Wu Ba, extremely loud, boomed with laughter: “Since you know the name Eight Master, why don't you surrender immediately”
"With your abilities, you're hardly a match for me."
Zhang Ruochin quickly turned around, activating the power of the Meteor Concealing Cloak, and flew away at a speed that surpassed Wu Qi by eight times. (.)
"Cut off a section of my wing and just leave
Suddenly, a giant "bird" shaped shadow appeared on the ground, covering Zhang Ruochen's body.
It was Que Jiu, who had transformed into the body of a green wind sparrow, that stood before Zhang Ruochen once more. She flew above him, blocking his path.
Meanwhile, behind Zhang Ruochin, black poisonous mist rose, corroding the ground constantly. Anything that touched the poisonous mist, whether trees or flowers, withered instantly.
Knowing that we are followers of the Moon God, do you still want to live and leave
In the midst of that poisonous fog, there was a giant black centipede.
It scurries quickly, its body covered in a thousand razor-sharp steel legs. As it moves across the ground, even boulders become like tofu, instantly cleaved apart.
The Qingfeng Sparrow and the Thousand-legged Centipede are both descendants of divine beasts, with immense bodies and profound cultivation. They are the kings of the Great Wilderness.
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A chill flashed in Zhang Ruochin's eyes. He immediately mobilized the power of his sword intent, gripping the hilt with both hands. The Jin She Saint Sword emitted a dazzling sword light.
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Suddenly, hundreds of air swords appeared around Zhang Ruichen's body. They all pointed upwards with their handles facing downwards.
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Zhang Ruochin thrust his sword upwards, striking the Azure Wind Sparrow in mid-air.
With a whoosh, the Golden Serpent Sword and hundreds of qi swords merged into a beam of light that shot up from the ground, straight towards the heavens.
Feeling the powerful sword energy, Qingfeng Que retracted its crescent-shaped holy weapon and began to defend with all its might.
Please be aware that Zhang Ruochen has already cultivated his sword to the tenth level of perfection, its power reaching its peak. It's simply not something that a mere holy artifact could withstand.
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The sword qi beam pierced through Qingfeng Que's body, leaving a huge gaping wound that stretched towards the sky and flew into the upper layers of the clouds.
The Green Wind Sparrow suffered a heavy blow and fell into a dense forest, letting out a tragic cry.
Inside the Taoist temple on the mountaintop, a strange look appeared in the eyes of the man in blue. A smirk played at the corner of his lips, "A swordsman, now this is getting interesting."
The next moment, he was already standing at the edge of the cliff outside the Taoist temple, his gaze fixed on Zhang Ruochin's direction as he vanished. With a single palm strike, he condensed a sinister, demonic hand in the sky.
Zhang Ruochin, with his feet on a golden holy sword, was riding it swiftly through the air. Suddenly, he felt an overwhelming force descending upon him from above.
He looked up, and saw a gigantic black hand, dozens of meters long, appearing above him. Its fingers were as thick as pillars, reaching down from the clouds and emitting an icy chill.
Under the suppression of that demonic hand, Zhang Ruochin only felt his whole body numb with cold. The true qi within him was as if it were about to solidify, unable to circulate at all.
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Zhang Ruchen's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. Unless he used the power of space and time, with his current cultivation, it would be impossible to withstand this blow.
Could he possibly be the Demon Son of the Demonic Cult
Besides Mozi, Zhang Ruochen couldn't think of anyone else who possessed such overwhelming strength.nt. If Chengfeng had half of his temperament, it would be great!Zhang Ruochen sat opposite Liu Chuanshen and said, "I won't waste time with pleasantries. The reason I came to Wushi Qianzhuang is to do...