Chapter 3707 The sword slashes immeasurably, overwhelming the soul world

Latest website: The soul world is several times larger than the ordinary world. It is not like a planet or a continent. It is like a cosmic rock more than 100 million miles long, shrouded in mist.

There are no stars here, no daylight.

Only the lunar moon, which is the size of nine stars, is suspended in the sky above the big world.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Ruochen quietly descended on one of the yin moons without disturbing the monks stationed on the yin moon.

He was like a god standing above the nine heavens, looking down.

His eyes are bright and his field of vision is extremely wide.

The black fields and rivers of corpses in the soul world are as clear as a map. All the great monks have nothing to hide.

The entire soul world, under the eyes of his God of Truth, cannot hide any secrets.

wrong!

"Huh!"

Zhang Ruochen found an area with blurred perception deep in the soul world.

Zhang Ruochen could even see through the formation and outline of the divine formation left behind by the sages of the Zhenhun Clan at a glance, but there were still some things he couldn't see through. How could he not be surprised?

"That must be the world spirit of the soul world! Who is it? It has left a method deep in the soul world that even my heart of truth cannot penetrate? What is its purpose?"

While Zhang Ruochen was contemplating, a bright and blazing sword energy beam tore through the cold atmosphere of the soul world, rushed into the sky, and escaped into the sky.

"Wow!"

Feng Yan held the Pure Yang Divine Sword and fled quickly.

He was seriously injured, with half of his body shattered and in a state of blood mist. Only one head and three arms remained, and broken bones could be seen on his face.

In fact, it was the Pure Yang Divine Sword that dragged him, constantly breaking the regular divine patterns intertwined in the sky, and escaping from the soul world at an unparalleled speed.

The Lord of the Palace of Order spread out his white wings and chased after him, his expression extremely ugly.

He miscalculated!

I thought that to deal with a God of Heaven-Building Realm, I could press him to death with just a finger.

Unexpectedly, the sword spirit of Chunyang Divine Sword was actually alive.

The world within the sword contains the divine energy left by Chunyang Tianzun.

There are many monks from the big world who send souls to the soul world or experience them in the soul world. Letting Feng Yan escape like this would undoubtedly reveal the secret.

If the news reaches the Wind Clan in the Pangu Realm, they will be in big trouble!

The Lord of the Order Palace had cold eyes and made up his mind that after taking care of Feng Yan, he must cleanse the soul world and leave no one with knowledge behind.

…

Ling Xi did not expect that the danger would come so quickly, nor did she expect that the master of the Palace of Order would be so frantic and openly attack the head of the Feng Clan.

From this point of view, even if she has the status of Tianzun's disciple, she will not be able to escape death.

Ling Xi did not choose to seek help from Feng Jin, but immediately fled to Santu River.

Facing someone like the Master of the Palace of Order, she couldn't save Feng Yan. The only thing she could do was to escape and tell the Feng Clan and Zhang Ruochen the truth.

Only they can challenge the Temple of Light!

…

Leader Fengxian stood outside Zhenhun Palace with a cold expression on his face.

The Master of the Palace of Order disappointed him so much that he could make such mistakes when dealing with a god of the Heaven-Building Realm.

However, the Pure Yang Divine Sword was much more powerful than he expected, and he was reluctant to give it to the Lord of Order Palace!

Next to him, Feng Jin presented the Soul Controlling Seal with both hands, trembling all over.

If even the head of the Wind Clan with unlimited potential dares to hunt down, who does Feng Jin mean to him?

Although he is a great god, he is too insignificant in front of an ancient existence like Fengxian Cult Leader. Even if you kill him, there are a hundred ways to cover up the past.

Only by being obedient and loyal enough can you protect yourself and the Zhenhun Clan.

Fortunately, Master Fengxian needs someone to help him control the soul world and refine soul pills to increase the strength of the soul.

Master Fengxian took the Soul-Controlling Ghost Seal and said coldly: "Why did your daughter run away? What did she want to do?"

"Don't worry, leader! She can't escape. I will capture her right away and personally cut off her memory." Feng Jin immediately promised.

The leader of Fengxian Cult was impressive and said: "With your cultivation, even if you kill her memory, you don't need the heavens to take action. Zhang Ruochen can use the way of fate to restore her memory."

Feng Jin's face changed with shock, and she struggled in her heart. She bowed and said, "She is now Mr. Lian's disciple and the god of the Judgment Palace. If she dies, I'm afraid... I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain."

"What? Can't bear to leave?"

A ferocious smile appeared on the face of Fengxian Cult Leader Xianfeng Daogu: "It is precisely because she is the god of the Temple of Light and died in the soul world with Feng Yan that no one doubts the Lord of Order Palace and me. After all, it’s the gods of hell who take action!”

"Let's capture her first. She may still be of some use for the time being."

Then, he added lightly: "If she escapes, you won't have to come back!"

With a pale face, Feng Jin crossed the space and chased Lian Xi.

One hundred thousand years ago, in order to survive and protect the Zhenhun Clan, his back was broken!

Once a person gets used to kneeling, he will never stand up again.

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The divine power of the Lord of the Palace of Order flows through Feng Yan's body, constantly destroying his divine body and eroding his divine soul.

If it weren't for the divine energy that Chunyang Tianzun left in the sword to protect him, he would have fallen long ago.

The master of the Palace of Order has infinite cultivation, and can suppress a Heaven-Building Realm god even across a starry sky. However, all the confinement methods he used were penetrated by the Pure Yang Divine Sword and could not be stopped at all.

After spending a lot of time, he finally stopped in front of Feng Yan with his speed.

The lord of the Order Palace, Bai Yu, was dazzling, with an outstanding figure, holding a crystal clear spear, and shouted the soul-stirring divine voice: "Pure Yang Divine Sword, surrender to me!"

Sound waves continue to invade the sword.

Unfortunately, the sword spirit could not be forced out.

The Lord of the Palace of Order drew an arc with his fingers, and countless rules of light, like chains, rushed toward Feng Yan and the Pure Yang Divine Sword from all directions.

The world and the surrounding world are all under his control.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the sword resounded throughout the soul world.

The sword spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword was further revived by the stimulation of the Soul-Captivating Divine Sound.

Tianzun's divine energy continuously escapes from the edge of the sword, reflecting the sky into five colors.

The sword spirit has lived since the time of Chunyang Tianzun until now, and has been in a state of sleep to avoid the disaster of Yuanhui.

In the past, when Feng Yan used the Pure Yang Divine Realm to kill powerful enemies, the sword spirit only woke up slightly and only exploded with a very small amount of power. And as a sword wielder, Feng Yan could only withstand so much power given his cultivation at the time.

Feng Yan inherited Fengyun Ba's secrets and pure Yang essence, and was transformed into the colorful clay of Pure Yang Heavenly Lord, just like the Heavenly Lord's rebirth.

Because of this, he can continuously absorb the Divine Qi in the Pure Yang Divine Sword, and his cultivation speed is astonishing. Now he has reached the Great Perfection of the Supreme God, and can activate the Divine Sword to burst out with even greater destructive power.

"cut!"

Feng Yan raised his sword with both hands.

The Pure Yang Divine Sword in his hand was like a torch, slashing straight forward.

The Master of the Order Palace shrank his eyes and realized that he had once again underestimated this junior of the Wind Clan. He quickly mobilized his energy and thrust out the spear in his hand.

In an instant, he turned into a brilliant sun, shining brightly in the sky.

"boom!"

The Palace Master of Order was struck by this sword and flew dozens of miles away in the void. A burning blood mark appeared on his handsome cheek.

"Unexpectedly... the defense was broken by a superior god..."

The Lord of the Order Palace was extremely angry and felt extremely shameful and humiliated.

Of course, he would not think that he was injured in Feng Yan's hands, he would only think that the Pure Yang Divine Sword was too powerful. I can't imagine how strong the sword spirit would be if it were completely revived?

Is it another artifact from the heavens?

"The sword spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword cannot be fully revived, so it must be sealed." The Lord of the Order Palace secretly thought.

After Feng Yan tried his best to strike out with the sword, his body became even more tattered, with cracks everywhere, as if it would fall apart with just a slight touch. Unable to activate his spirit at all, he could only watch helplessly as the Lord of the Palace of Order approached.

There was no fear in his eyes, but a look of absolute absoluteness.

Since you can't leave, then even if you risk your life, you still have to make the Palace Master of Order pay the price. Use all your divine power to break the heavenly barrier covering the soul world and let the heavens in heaven sense what is happening here.

The Lord of the Order Palace froze the space and walked step by step in front of Feng Yan. He was about to seize the Pure Yang Divine Sword when suddenly...

He felt a creeping sense of danger, and his body felt like it had fallen into an ice cave.

I saw Feng Yan looking behind him, a relaxed smile appearing in his eyes.

The Lord of the Order Palace immediately turned around.

Under the dim blue moon, Zhang Ruochen's body seemed to be weightless and breathless, floating ten feet away, and said: "Aos, as the master of the Palace of Order, you do not abide by the order of the Temple of Light and the Palace of Heaven. Do you know what the crime should be?"

This is the tone of judgment and the attitude of looking down.

"Zhang Ruochen!"

A look of panic appeared in the eyes of the Palace Master of Order, and then he took action like lightning.

Not to attack Zhang Ruochen, but to capture Feng Yan.

He knew that he was no match for Zhang Ruochen.

But as long as Feng Yan is taken down, Zhang Ruochen can be defeated.

He was very close to Fengyan, within easy reach.

However, he was also within eighteen feet of Zhang Ruochen!

The distance that was so close became as far away as the ends of the earth.

Time became extremely slow, and space seemed to be stretched a thousand or ten thousand times. The Lord of the Order Palace stretched out Feng Yan's hand very slowly, and countless divine patterns of rules flowed on his arm to resist Zhang Ruochen's space rules and time rules.

"Feng Yan is the leader of the Feng Clan, and he is also my sworn brother. If you touch him, it will be a death penalty!"

Zhang Ruochen walked over step by step, clenching his fists with his fingers.

On the arm, the divine power erupted from the Qilin glove shook the space thousands of miles away.

"boom!"

In the desperate eyes of the Palace Master of Order, Zhang Ruochen punched out, knocking him straight down to the ground from mid-air.

While still in mid-air, the divine body of the Lord of the Palace of Order was torn into pieces, his flesh and blood exploded, and his wings were broken.

Thunder and lightning were born in the void and hit these flesh and blood and remnant souls.

Not even a drop of divine blood or a ray of divine soul can escape.

The remaining souls are annihilated.

The flesh and blood turned into particles of black ashes.

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen fell to the ground, and the ground beneath his feet turned into a purple field of thunder and lightning. The main body of the Palace Master of Order who was trying to escape was suppressed under the thunder and lightning, and was continuously burned.

The Lord of the Order Palace burned his soul and longevity, and used various forbidden techniques to increase his combat power, but he was unable to break free from the shackles of thunder and lightning on his body.

"Leader, why don't you take action?"

The Palace Master of the Order Palace did not try to self-destruct the divine source, and pinned his hope of survival on the Fengxian Cult Leader.

"No one can save you today!"

Zhang Ruochen stretched out his arm, pinched his fingers, and a black hole appeared in the palm of his hand.

The next moment, he directly separated the space and took away the divine source of the Palace Master of Order.

The divine source is suspended in the black hole of space.

No one knows what an exquisite space method this is, enough to scare the gods in the world.

The Earth Cauldron flew out from the space behind Zhang Ruochen and took in all the remaining body and soul of the Lord of Order Palace. In just a moment, it was refined into dozens of divine elixirs.

Zhang Ruochen gave these magical pills to Feng Yan and asked him to heal his wounds.

In the soul world, the sky has changed drastically, and the cold wind is hunting.

Black clouds are like thousands of troops walking in the sky, covering the moon and stars.

The voice of the leader of Fengxian Cult rang out in the sky: "Zhang Ruochen, as the Great Elder of the Space Temple, you acted wantonly and killed the Great Palace Master of the Order Palace of the Light Temple. This is a heinous crime. Do you admit it?"

The gods of the soul world appeared in the dark clouds, all of them filled with gloomy energy.

Feng Yan was furious and said: "You evildoers are the first to complain. It's obviously Aos who wants to kill me first and take away my Pure Yang Divine Sword."

"The Master of the Palace of Order is just discussing with you, and all the gods in the soul world can testify." said the leader of Fengxian Cult.

Zhang Ruochen stopped Feng Yan from continuing to argue, looked at the sky, and said: "The leader is right, I am the one who killed Os, the master of the Palace of Order. He deserves to die!"

The leader of Fengxian Cult remained calm and said: "The great elder wants to kill people, is this totally unreasonable?"

"To be reasonable, Feng Yan needs the Heavenly Palace. But as his eldest brother, he is in danger of life and death, so there is no need for any reason. Anyone in the world who dares to touch him will be killed by me. Including you, the leader!"

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were like swords, with murderous intent, and he said: "I'll borrow the sword and use it!"

"Brother, take the sword!"

Feng Yan's eyes were filled with fiery emotion, and he sent the Pure Yang Divine Sword to Zhang Ruochen's hands with both hands.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the thunder and lightning field under his feet immediately turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The sword spirit of the Pure Yang Divine Sword was obviously angry, as the divine energy of the Heavenly Lord continued to escape from the sword.

The entire soul world's swords flew towards Zhang Ruochen.

All the rules of swordsmanship in the world converge on him.

"As expected of the Pure Yang Divine Sword! With this sword, who can stop me today?"

Sword energy, divine flames, and Tianzun energy were flying around Zhang Ruochen. The unparalleled momentum made the gods in the soul world tremble with fear and almost wanted to escape.

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Ruochen stepped through the space, raised his sword to the sky, and went straight towards the leader of Fengxian Cult.

The leader of Fengxian didn't expect Zhang Ruochen to be so powerful. He just thought that the sword spirit of Chunyang Divine Sword was too domineering, so he did not avoid his sharp edge.

How could the leader of a religion retreat without a fight when facing a junior?

Thirteen skulls flew out from the body and turned into the size of a mountain.

Green evil flames spew out from the skull, forming a destructive force.

"Boom!"

Zhang Ruochen slashed three swords in a row, scattering thirteen skulls, and then burst out with great speed, reaching the leader of Fengxian Cult in an instant.

"How can you be so strong?"

Master Fengxian realized that something was wrong, and used several magical powers in succession to prepare to distance himself.

It's too late!

Zhang Ruochen swung the Pure Yang Divine Sword, and the one-word sword technique burst out, directly drawing a horizontal "one" in the void, cutting the space, cutting off the magical power, and split the divine body of Fengxian Cult Master into two.

The divine blood spilled to the ground like a waterfall.

The entire soul world seemed to be quiet.

So shocking!

A leader who was at the pinnacle of infinite freedom, a figure who stood at the pinnacle of the universe, was actually cut into two pieces by Zhang Ruochen with a devastating force. The gods in the soul world were so frightened that they almost lost their wits.