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- ¡°You are not ashamed to speak loudly.¡±
The gray bone fan in Nan Sheng's hand unfolded, and under the stimulation of strong mental power, blood-like runes appeared on the twelve fan bones.
A three-foot-tall humanoid rune beast rushed out from the fan.
The rune beast has no skin, only flesh and bones, and is extremely ferocious.
Nan Sheng is not only a god with his spiritual power, but also a heavenly master of Talisman. With his attainments in Talisman, he can overpower the low-end false gods.
"Ouch!"
The human-shaped talisman beast let out a long roar, blood flowing all over its body, and punched Zhang Ruochen with infinite force.
The fist is as big as a water tank.
Zhang Ruochen did not dodge or retreat, all the gold-buried rules and divine patterns in his body emerged, and the golden light was shining. He punched out and collided with the fist of the humanoid rune beast.
The two forces collided, erupting with energy like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
"How could Zhang Ruochen's power be so strong? It was far superior to the Ten Worlds War." Nan Sheng shrank his pupils, formed seals with his hands, and completely released his seventy-level mental power, displaying the power of death.
The power of death thoughts directly attacks Zhang Ruochen's holy soul.
"Boom!"
The form of truth emerged around Zhang Ruochen, like a sea of ??stars surrounding his body. The attack power of his fist increased thirty times, knocking the human-shaped talisman beast away in an instant.
Feeling the attack of death thoughts, Zhang Ruochen also released seventy levels of mental power to form a mental defense.
"How is it possible? You actually have spiritual power and become a god!" Nan Sheng said in disbelief.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Nothing is impossible."
Nan Sheng quickly suppressed the shock in his heart, calmed down, and said: "So what if your spiritual power becomes a god? In terms of the use of spiritual power, you are still far behind."
Other spiritual monks, in the early and middle stages of the seventieth level, can only compete with the low-level pseudo-gods at best.
However, as the successor of Tiannan Life and Death Market, Nan Sheng is confident that with the mental power of the early seventieth level, he can fight against the third-level and second-level false gods, and even challenge the third-level and first-level false gods.
He didn¡¯t believe that Zhang Ruochen could have such strength.
"The Wrath of Death."
Behind Nan Sheng, a huge and dark shadow of death rose up, and the cold breath spread quickly, causing a thick layer of ice crystals to form in this space.
In the ears of Zhang Ruochen and Hai Hai, countless dead voices appeared, attacking the holy souls and eating the holy energy.
Even if Zhang Ruochen also has seventy levels of spiritual power, he cannot defend himself.
"Soul-Eating Bell!"
Zhang Ruochen combined his two fingers, and his spiritual power and holy energy surged at the same time. Suddenly, twelve bells flew out of his sleeves.
The Soul-Eating Bell is the supreme holy weapon taken from the Ghost Lord, the Second Ziyuan.
The twelve bells became as big as a copper bell and lay in front of Zhang Ruochen. On the bell, all the supreme inscriptions appeared, and countless ghosts rushed out of the bell.
¡°Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding.¡±
As the bell swayed, all the ghosts rushed towards the shadow of death like envoys.
Nan Sheng was depressed, forgetting that Zhang Ruochen could use the Supreme Holy Artifact of Spiritual Power to make up for the shortcomings in the use of spiritual power. With his spiritual power attainments, he was completely unable to do anything to this monk who majored in martial arts.
It is difficult for other monks to obtain a supreme holy weapon, but for him, it is one after another.
Zhang Ruochen held the Soul-Eating Bell with one hand and resisted the shadow of death cast by Nan Sheng. He looked quite relaxed and said: "If your skills stop here, today will be your memorial day next year."
"The sword comes out."
The sound of swords sounded.
Shen Yuan's ancient sword, the Guide Saint, rotates rapidly, and the soul of the Heavenly Sword merges into it.
"Wow!"
The sword light flew out like a black beam of light.
The bone fan in Nan Sheng's hand flew out, and suddenly, the sky was filled with runes.
The twelve fan bones turned into twelve sky pillars and stood in front of him, blocking the oncoming Shen Yuan Ancient Sword.
"Very good, Zhang Ruochen, you are indeed strong enough. The stronger you are, the more I can give me a sense of accomplishment by killing you."
Knowing that with his own strength, Nan Sheng could not threaten Zhang Ruochen at all, so he flew up, landed on the top of one of the rune-patterned sky pillars, and pressed his right hand on his chest.
"Wow!"
A ball of black light flew out from above his head.
The light emitted by the black light group is getting stronger and stronger, containing powerful dark power, and releasing a scorching breath, like a black sun.
In fact, the heat it bursts outLosing his spiritual power, the power of the talisman dropped sharply. Zhang Ruochen suppressed it with the Tai Chi mark and took it into his hands. It is a black jade talisman, only three inches long.
I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because it has been used, but there are some cracks on the jade talisman.
"What a powerful talisman. Fortunately there is a powerful master who can still protect me even if he has fallen for a hundred thousand years."
Not just anyone can refine Buddha relics.
The remaining spiritual will in the Buddha's relics cannot be refined by ordinary true gods, but it is easy to cause backlash.
"However, Zhang Ruochen is the descendant of Saint Monk Xumi.
The spiritual will in the Buddha's relics will naturally not reject him.
Zhang Ruochen touched his hot chest and looked down at the brilliant golden light in the center of his ribs. He saw dense Buddhist inscriptions appearing and disappearing.
The moment the Buddha's relics were integrated into his body, Zhang Ruochen's mental strength increased several times, crossing three levels in a row, reaching the peak of the seventieth level.
The strange thing is that without the death threat from the talisman, the spiritual power stopped growing.
"Does it take an attack to release the power of the Buddha's relics?"
Zhang Ruochen looked at Nan Sheng who was lying on the ground with cold eyes and unwillingness on his face, and said, "Get up and hit me."
Nan Sheng's holy soul was devoured too much, his back was bruised by the Soul-Eating Bell, and his internal organs were shattered. He didn't even have the strength to stand up. Hearing Zhang Ruochen's humiliating words, he yelled: "Shi It can be killed but not humiliated.¡±
"Pfft!"
Shen Yuan's ancient sword fell from the sky, carrying the soul of the heavenly sword, penetrated his body and nailed him to the ground.
The Heavenly Sword Soul completely destroyed the Holy Soul in his body, the Holy Heart was pierced, and most of his mental thoughts were cut off by the sword energy.
Zhang Ruochen saw that he seemed to have self-destructed the Holy Source, so naturally he would not give him that chance.
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