Yan Zhexian just stood casually at the temple gate, and dense talisman patterns appeared automatically around his delicate body, intertwining like a spider web.

White holy light emanated from her body, echoing the Buddha's light in the temple.

"For the sake of you sheathing your sword just now and not killing, you should abandon your cultivation. I can ensure that you leave here alive." Yan Zhexian said.

Yan Huangtu stared at her deeply without saying anything, obviously acquiescing to her promise.

Zhang Ruochen held a wet black umbrella and said calmly and calmly: "If I abandon my cultivation, even if I can leave here alive, I will soon die somewhere else."

Yan Zhexian said: "I can protect your life until the day you die of old age."

Yan Huangtu showed a half-smiling expression and said: "When a direct descendant of the Yan clan speaks, he must be true to his word. If Xian'er says he can save your life, he will definitely do it. Zhang Ruochen, I think this is your only choice now, otherwise, wait

All you have is death."

"You alone can kill me? Yan Zhexian, where are the hundreds of great saints you mentioned? Why didn't I see them?"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes seemed to be contemptuous, but his heartstrings were already tense. When he looked around casually, he was actually looking at the layout and environment of the Bronze Temple.

It stands to reason that Que and Guanying will never miss the opportunity of the Yama clan's own star, and they will definitely come.

But, why didn't I see them all the way?

Since the Yama clan has laid a dragnet here, they must have all their masters. Where is Jin? Where are the eight sons of life and death? Where is Yan Wushen?

It is not wise to fight against Yama Huangtu at this moment.

Yan Huangtu saw Zhang Ruochen's intention to escape and said, "Don't look at it. This bronze temple has only one exit."

When he said this, Yan Huangtu's finger pointed at the position where Yan Zhexian was standing at the moment.

Yan Zhexian twisted his wrist, drew a flame-shaped rune in front of him, and sealed the temple door.

Although the flame runes have not yet been activated, they are emitting astonishing heat, illuminating the Buddhist altar, bronze statues, and pillars in the Bronze Temple in crimson red.

"You can't leave today. From ancient times to the present, no one can shake the will of the Yama clan." Yan Zhexian said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "The temple gate has been sealed. Does Brother Yan plan to fight me to the death here?"

"What I wish for."

Yan Huangtu slowly rolled up his sleeves and said: "Since you defeated Wujiang, you are naturally qualified to fight with me. The Imperial Way I practice is to continuously defeat powerful enemies, accumulate momentum, and achieve a great breakthrough in my state of mind.

, to achieve a great breakthrough in cultivation."

"The Imperial Way is the supreme will that can control all the ways in the world. Only with a breakthrough in the Imperial Way can I integrate more holy will and reach the level of the second-grade holy will."

"So, what you can do by swallowing the Quasi-Emperor Holy Intent Pill, I can't do. What I want is to defeat all opponents in the world, or kill them."

The aura on Yama Huangtu's body continued to rise, and wisps of golden divine light rushed out of his pores and filled the entire Bronze Temple.

"Ouch!"

Dragon roars came out from the bones in his body, deafening.

Affected by this impact, the flame runes drawn by Yan Zhexian were shaken to the point of trembling. She was secretly surprised, "The fifth uncle's cultivation has become stronger!"

Yan Zhexian knew that Yan Huangtu could fight head-on with the great sage at the peak of Qianwen Realm.

For other Dzogchen Great Sages in the Baishao Realm, this is something they dare not imagine. Because they are still pursuing the ranking under the Thousand Questions Realm, but Yan Huangtu is already competing for the top powerhouse under the Ten Thousand Deaths Realm.

s position.

The two are thousands of miles apart and cannot be compared to each other.

Nowadays, the King of Hell's Picture has become even more unfathomable, and Yan Zhexian feels that he can no longer see through him.

"In this battle, it seems that Yan Huangtu can defeat Zhang Ruochen without us taking action." Behind her, a great sage talisman master said with a smile.

Yan Zhexian stared at him with a cold gaze and said, "Is Zhang Ruochen an easy person? If he counterattacks before death and triggers the dark space-time matter, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

The destructive power of dark space-time matter has long been spread throughout the Yama clan, and even the great sages have changed their expressions upon hearing it.

There is such a small space inside the Bronze Temple. Once Zhang Ruochen is forced to a critical moment of life and death, it is entirely possible to use dark space-time matter to perish together with the King of Hell Tu.

"So, isn't Zhang Ruochen already in an invincible position?" The Great Saint Talisman Master looked solemn and no longer as optimistic as before.

"How can there be an invincible person in the world? If Zhang Ruochen uses the dark space-time substance, he will be the only one who dies."

Yan Zhexian said this meaningfully, and then said: "You guys give me a helping hand to carve the runes. I want to draw another flower dancing in the world to mourn Zhang Ruochen."

"boom!"

A dark purple thunder and lightning fell from the clouds and hit the top of the bronze temple. Suddenly dense thunder and lightning enveloped the temple.

In the temple, thunder and lightning also escaped and turned into the form of dragons dancing and snakes walking.

At this moment, the aura of Yan Huangtu and Zhang Ruochen reached its peak.

Yan Huangtu was the first to take action, and his fist, wrapped in divine light, struck out like a meteor from the sun.

When he punched, a huge golden light rushed out of his body, like an ancient divine emperor manifesting himself.

Zhang Ruochen was happy and unafraid, and struck out with a palm, and the Fudo Ming Wang Shengxiang rushed out of the body.

"Boom."

The fists collided, erupting into a sound even more deafening than the thunder just now, and the sound still echoed repeatedly in the Bronze Temple, making the space seem to explode.

If he were a great sage in the immortal realm, if he were in the temple at this moment, he would probably be bleeding from all his orifices and fall to the ground.

The two bodies separated instantly.

"Bang!"

Zhang Ruochen flew backwards and hit the copper wall more than ten feet away behind him, making a metal collision sound, like a big Lu Hong bell being struck.

On the copper wall, ancient divine patterns emerged, blocking all impact.

Zhang Ruochen's physical body was strong and uninjured. His body slipped off the copper wall and quickly recovered as before.

Yan Huangtu took four steps back, stabilized his figure, and said: "Under the Qianwen Realm, no one can match my strength. Greedy Baby can't do it, Luo Shengtian can't do it, Wujiang can't do it, and you can't do it either. I still want to fight in this battle.

Keep fighting, Zhang Ruochen, you'd better show your true skills."

The Divine Bones of the Innate Emperor's Dao established the ultimate unparalleled strength and defense of Emperor Yama.

It is said that when he first broke through to the Hundred Flails Realm, he received a punch from a great sage in the Ten Thousand Death Realm. Although his whole body was completely destroyed, his skeleton was not damaged and could regenerate flesh and blood.

And his holy soul and holy source are all located in his bones.

With his current level of cultivation, let alone the great sage in the realm of eternal death, even if the great sage in the supreme realm wants to kill him, it will not be an easy task.

"The Emperor of Hell is really powerful. If I want to compete with him in strength, I have to break at least eighty of the shackles in my body. The strength of Emperor Moro is also very powerful, but compared with the Emperor of Hell, it is far behind." Zhang Ruochen.

I thought to myself.

In terms of strength, Que and Greedy Baby are probably not as good as the Emperor of Hell.

Only the God Prince Luo Shengtian might be able to confront him head-on. After all, Luo Shengtian also majored in strength. He not only had a pair of innate divine eyes, but also integrated two active divine planets.

If the physical body is not so powerful that it is extremely abnormal, how could it possibly be able to withstand two active divine planets?

Zhang Ruochen said: "In the process of cultivation, you will not only train your physical strength, but also the holy way. I want to see how much power you can still burst out under the suppression of the three eternal ways?"

"Wow."

The true realm of space, the realm of virtual time, and the realm of truth rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's body in an instant, covering the entire Bronze Temple.

Zhang Ruochen stood on the spot, slowly moving his hands, and the dense time rules rushed out of the sea of ​​​​qi, spinning around his body, turning into a phantom of a long river of time.

"You can also try to take a blow from me."

Zhang Ruochen struck out with a palm, and the shadows of the long river of time rushed towards the King of Hell's Picture.

Suppressed by the true realm of space, the realm of virtual time, and the realm of truth, King Yama seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, as if there were thousands of chains wrapped around his body, and lava venom was eroding his body.

"Boom."

Yama Huangtu stepped on the ground with his soles, and immediately, the golden Yama Qi burst out crazily, laying out a picture of the world.

At the same time, another Gate of Destiny appeared behind him, finally blocking the suppression formed by the three ancient ways.

"Crash."

The sound of water flowing sounded.

The long river of time passed through the golden world derived from the King of Hell's Picture, and hit his chest.

How could Yanhuang Tu dare to let the long river of time get involved? He quickly used the Qianwen level high-level holy technique and shouted: "Wanlong Chaozong."

With one punch, countless dragon shadows flew out, all covered in golden light, and turned into a long river of ten thousand dragons.

The long river formed by thousands of dragons collides with the long river of time, without any earth-shattering sound, but the two are continuous, canceling each other out and annihilating each other.

"The Nine Dragon Divine Patterns on the Emperor's Divine Bones of the Emperor of Hell are really mysterious. After combined with Wanlong Chaozong's boxing technique, they can actually block the invasion of the river of time." Zhang Ruochen secretly marveled in his heart.

Yan Huangtu was even more shocked. He had gone all out with this punch, which was a combination of divine patterns and Qianwen-level boxing techniques, but he could only compete with Zhang Ruochen. It was really unbelievable.

As the river of time flows from beginning to end, Yama Huangtu's fist strength has been exhausted.

During this extremely short interval, it was the time to test the two of them.

Whoever changes moves faster and can hit the second blow earlier will be able to take the lead and have the upper hand in the subsequent confrontation.
To be continued...