boom!

Liang Zhengbang's speed increased to the extreme, and he moved in an instant, as if he was thunder and galloping.

He came to Ling Jianchen in an instant.

"Haoran righteousness!"

Liang Zhengbang took action.

The palm force was like a storm, whistling and thundering. A stream of violent forces intertwined into two large white seals, full of righteousness, making anyone with evil thoughts look at it as if they were facing natural enemies.

I feel afraid.

"No, Vice President Liang is planning to execute that kid directly!"

"Damn it, the president once told me that if anyone can pass through the 14th floor of the God of War Tower, it will be the honorary president of my Mercenary Union, and his status is equivalent to that of the president. We must do our best to protect him!"

"It's too late to protect him? It's too late. Liang Zhengbang has used a killer move, so we don't have time to stop..."

Everyone sighed.

Liang Zhengbang's face was full of ferociousness: "Little bastard, die for me!"

This "Haoran Zhengqi" is an eighth-grade advanced martial art. Liang Zhengbang practiced his cultivation to a perfect state, and his power was comparable to that of the ninth-grade primary level. Once the seal was released, it was invincible and no one could resist it!

"Haoran is righteous? You don't distinguish right from wrong, and you don't distinguish black and white. This matter was obviously Liang Xin's provocation first, but you just don't know it. You only remember hatred and revenge. Where did Haoran come from? How did you get righteous?"

Facing the powerful seal, Ling Jianchen shook his head slightly, revealing a strong disdain and mockery, "Open your eyes wide and see clearly. This is the true righteousness that lasts forever!"

boom!

A holy white light suddenly burst out from Ling Jianchen's body.

The white light turned into a phantom statue of the god, which was towering and dazzling.

A huge palm suddenly popped out.

This palm is more pure and holy, like the hands of gods!

Chih...

When the palm and seal collided, thick white smoke suddenly rose, and the white smoke was hazy, covering the sky and the sun. And among the thick white smoke, a giant white hand seemed to tear everything in front of him.

In an instant, he appeared in front of Liang Zhengbang.

The giant hand suddenly clasped and grabbed him.

"not good!"

Liang Zhengbang's expression suddenly changed. While taking a deep breath, his body suddenly retreated. Unfortunately, although his speed was fast, he was still not as good as the holy hand. With a muffled bang, he said.

The holy big hand firmly grasped Liang Zhengbang.

White chains flew out from the big hand, and the chains were like gold and iron intertwined, swimming like a spiritual snake.

With the crazy scrolling, Liang Zhengbang's body was wrapped around and trapped his actions.

"How is this possible? Although Liang Zhengbang did not break through to the Martial Master, he was a real Martial Master-level combat power. He was actually defeated?"

"Incredible, this is simply incredible!"

Among the eighteen vassal states of the North Sea.

The powerful man with martial priest level combat power shall not exceed the number of hands. The martial priest level combat power of the Great Qin Dynasty is the highest in the eighteen vassal states in the North Sea.

"Let me go, little bastard, let me go..." Liang Zhengbang lay on the ground like a rice dumpling, his eyes were about to break, staring at Ling Jianchen with resentment, and letting out a roar of shock.

Ling Jianchen glanced at him indifferently and smiled coldly: "Let you go? Let you dig my eyes, break my limbs, and slaughter my tongue?"

"I, I..."

Liang Zhengbang's face was blue and white. He was clamoring like this before, but he never expected that the result would fall into Ling Jianchen's hands. His eyes turned and Liang Zhengbang said in a deep voice, "Boy, I admit that I underestimated you, but don't forget that this is the territory of Binhai City, the mercenary union. I have ten thousand ways to kill you. If you know the truth, let me go quickly!"

"Hahaha, it's ridiculous, it's so ridiculous!"

Ling Jianchen shook his head and sighed, but his eyes suddenly became sharp, and the cold light in his eyes was terrifying, "It's true that you have a father and a son, and you will threaten me when you die. If you have the opportunity to be a human being in the next life, remember to educate your children well and don't do that domineering thing!"

"You, you, dare you kill me?" Liang Zhengbang looked surprised.

He is the vice president of the Mercenary Union, with a dignified martial arts and a guest of honor in the entire Qin Dynasty. How dare Ling Jianchen kill him?

"In this world, there is no one who dares to kill!" Ling Jianchen replied indifferently.

The hand raises the knife and falls.

The Broken Sky Sword brought out a black light and buzzed, slashing towards Liang Zhengbang's neck.

"No……"

Liang Zhengbang showed horror.

puff!

A blood light soared into the sky, a glaring in his eyes, his head rolled down with his eyes open. The first vice president of the Mercenary Union and a super genius who is comparable to the martial arts level combat power, at this moment, died under Ling Jianchen's hands.

"Ling Jianchen, when this God of War was born, it was this man who joined forces with the president of the Mercenary Union to bring me here. Both of them got a war soul outside the ruins of the God of War Palace, so they could have such powerful talents and the ability to fight beyond the level. Now he has not refined that war soul, you can refine it!" Jin Wudi's voice sounded in his mind.

Ling Jianchen was stunned, and then changed his handprints and typed out a few runes as Jin Wudi said.

Buzz!

The golden runes fell on Liang Zhengbang's corpse, and a silver phantom suddenly flew out of his body and merged into Ling Jianchen's body.

The Eternal Demon Body was activated one after another, and with the help of Jiuyan Tianhuo, the incomplete battle soul was completely refined. After refining the incomplete battle soul, Ling Jianchen felt that his combat power had been improved again.

He could only barely deal with masters who were eleven small realms higher than himself, and could compete with opponents who were twelve small realms higher with all his strength. But if he encountered opponents who were thirteen small realms higher, such as the person in the 14th level, he would only be abused.

But now...

After refining that incomplete battle soul, Ling Jianchen has full confidence and can still win even if he faces an opponent who is thirteen small realms taller than him.

This means that Ling Jianchen, who is at the ninth level of Wuzong, has reached the fourth level of Wu Zun!

"Jin Wudi, devouring the war soul can improve talent. What are the talents of the other six candidates in the War God Palace?" Ling Jianchen asked.

Jin Wudi hesitated for a moment and said, "Among them, the weakest one is the third level of the Martial Emperor, and has the ability to reach twelve small realms. As for the strongest one, it comes from the royal family of the Beihai Empire. Ten years ago, this person was at the eighth level of the Wuzong, and he could reach twelve small realms to kill the enemy..."

Ling Jianchen took a slight breath.

The eighth level of Wuzong, reaching sixteen small realms, means that the combat power of the person he mentioned is comparable to the sixth level of Wu Zun.

This is only ten years ago.

These ten years have passed, I am afraid that the other party’s cultivation has already broken through to the Martial Emperor and his combat power is even better!

"It seems that my opponent is not weak when I go to the ruins of the God of War Palace this time!" Ling Jianchen murmured to himself, and a fiery fighting spirit was sucking in his eyes.

With a casual wave, Ling Jianchen was about to leave, but at this moment, three martial emperor-level powerful men stepped forward.

Facing the three martial emperors, Ling Jianchen narrowed his eyes: "What? Do you want to stop me?"

"No, no, you misunderstood!"
Chapter completed!