The powerful means of killing made the monks feel shocked and clearly realized that the time and space people have grown up. It will not be easy for the court to arrest him in the future.

At the same time, there are few creatures in Qinglong Ruins who can suppress him.

In the presence, only the Prince Qingtian could remain calm. The flare of the pupils flickered, and the power fluctuations on her body continued to rise, saying, "Zhang Ruochen, you don't want to see the true strength of the Prince, and you will be accomplished now."

Prince Qingtian stretched his arms, with a burst of blood pouring out, drawing a huge circle.

In the center of the circle, a word "fire" condenses.

It's just a word, but it radiates a dazzling light, as if it evolved into a scorching sun, the light that radiates, completely reflecting this heaven and earth into red.

Some human races are semi-holy, even if they are standing a hundred miles away, they feel like they are standing in boiling water.

The high temperature permeated in the air is enough to steam the living things.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the fire characters hanging in the sky, and said: "Nine characters are sacred."

"That's right, it's the Nine-character Gods of the Yi Family."

Prince Qingtian flew off the ground and came to the bottom of the word "fire". Behind him, a vague ghost image appeared.

Alas, it was a mythical beast in the ancient times. According to legend, it can carry up to 100,000 mountains, fill the ocean and build land.

The nine-character God of God is the holy art of the Yi people. It is said that in the ancient times, the ancestors of the Yi people did kill gods with this kind of skill.

This holy art is also named for it.

The Dai people have long since become extinct, leaving only a few legends.

However, many years ago, Qingtian Blood Emperor traveled in the ocean and reached Chuzhou, West Vietnam. According to legend, a continent created by Luzhou in West Vietnam for the concubine, although not comparable to the Kunlun continent, is also extremely vast.

There, Qingtian Blood Emperor grabbed a newly sanctified puppet.

That cricket is a relic of Taikoo.

Later, Qingtian Blood Emperor gave his blood to Prince Qingtian. Reward the emperor's beast soul to the second prince. Give the three princes to your skeleton.

The three not only gained part of the power of the uncle, but also inherited the inheritance of the uncle.

Uncle's blood is undoubtedly the most precious part.

Prince Qingtian is in the blood of the uncle, and he learns the practice of the uncles of the uncle's family, "The Tantric Sect."

The level of "Strict Tantric Sect" surpasses the scriptures and belongs to the level of cultivation practice.

Of course, Prince Qingtian is not a true relic, but after refining the blood of the relic, you can learn from the blood some of the sacred tantras, which are less than ten One-third.

Zhang Ruochen wasn't the first time to see Jiuzi Xunshenjue. The second prince of the Qingtian tribe had also exhibited this kind of holy art.

The second prince only practiced the nine-character sacred gods to the realm of pictograms, far from being comparable with Prince Qingtian.

Nine-character divine tactics, the power that erupts with each level of promotion will definitely increase exponentially.

"The nine characters slay God, the fire characters burn the sky."

Prince Qingtian typed out the word "fire" and hit Zhang Ruochen.

The huge fireball, looking up from the ground, occupies a quarter of the sky, much like the sun has fallen, making all beings feel suffocated.

The monks of the undead tribe, apparently received the voice of Prince Qingtian in advance, have already retreated to the distance.

Zhang Ruochen's fingers, a little upward.

The space above broke immediately and opened, forming a hole the same size as a fireball, and quickly collapsing into the interior.

There was nothing in the caves of space, and a powerful suction came out, swallowing the word "fire" into it.

The ancient holy arts displayed by Prince Qingtian disappeared in an instant.

Prince Qingtian frowned and typed a word of "water" again, condensing into a magnificent river. In the long river, it emits a silver-gray light, much like a galaxy hanging for nine days.

However, Zhang Ruochen is still an understatement finger, using the means of space collapse to dissolve the word "water".

"Your nine-character God is really powerful, it has the power to destroy the world, but it can't hurt me." Zhang Ruochen said lightly.

Not long ago, Prince Qingtian found a way to crack Zhang Ruochen's space attack and said the same thing.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ruochen used space attack again to crack his strongest attack method.

At this moment, both Zhang Ruochen and Prince Qingtian understood one thing, and they could not hurt each other by exhibiting the space attack and the nine-character divine tactics.

"You've already made so many moves, shouldn't you also pick me up?"

Zhang Ruochen raised the ancient sword of Shen Yuan above his head, and at the moment, reached the state of unity of man and sword, and exhibited sword five.

People and swords turned into a light shuttle, soaring into the sky.

"Wow--"

The power of this sword is infinite, so that there is a confusion of sword spirit in the world.

On the back of Prince Qingtian, four large golden wings rushed out.

Immediately thereafter, a golden dome mask condensed around his body.

At the same time, Prince Qingtian took out a crystal-clear crystal scepter and struck forward, hitting a blood-red beam of light.

"Well."

The ancient sword of Shen Yuan penetrated the golden mask, the sword tip and the crystal scepter collided together, forming a circle of red and black energy ripples, surging out of the sky.

Obviously, the crystal scepter of Prince Qingtian is not ordinary. The inside of the scepter has dense inscriptions and emits crimson light, just like blood vessels in the human body.

Prince Qingtian's sense of consciousness was quite acute. He noticed the change of the flow rate in the surrounding time, realized the danger, and immediately sank down and fell to the ground.

"Wow!"

Zhang Ruochen used a scaled sword method, a sword was cut from the edge of Prince Qingtian's neck, and a long strand of hair was shaved off.

Prince Qingtian fell to the ground, a shallow blood spot appeared on the neck, and a drop of blood slipped down, and a secret cry in his heart: "Good danger."

"So fast."

Zhang Ruochen was slightly disappointed, but he failed to cut off the head of Prince Qing Tian.

If it succeeds, then he can use the skull of Prince Qingtian to deter all the undead blood in the Qinglong market.

Prince Qingtian can be ranked seventh in the "Semi-Holy List". Naturally, there are a lot of outstanding things. How easy is it to kill it?

"What's the point of fighting two people, plus me?"

Outside the sky, there was a groaning Dragon Yin.

I saw a black demon cloud, looking mighty, flying towards the camp of the Qingtian tribe.

Zhang Ruochen and Prince Qing Tian both frowned in the direction of Demon Cloud.

Here is the devouring dragon!

"Fight another day."

Zhang Ruochen put away Shen Yuan's ancient sword, moved the exhibition space, and in an instant, reached dozens of miles away, leaving the battlefield that had been beaten torn.

Zhang Ruochen was injured and was not suitable for prolonged wars.

Moreover, he has just broken through to the eighth-order semi-sage, and his realm is not stable enough. Now, if he fights with Prince Qingtian and Devouring Dragon, he will be quite disadvantaged.

So he chose to retreat.

"His Royal Highness, shall we stop Zhang Ruochen?"

Zuotian Xuesheng's eyes were a little gloomy, and he asked Prince Qingtian for his opinion.

Zhang Ruochen's threat is too great and must be removed.

As long as Prince Qingtian said a word, even if Zuo Tianxue Sheng knew that he would die, he would have to unlock the seal in his body and use the power of the sacred realm to end up with Zhang Ruochen.

Prince Qingtian naturally understood what Zuo Tianxue Sheng wanted to do, stared at the direction where Zhang Ruochen left, and shook his head gently, saying, "There is no need to fight with each other. I haven't reached that point yet. I still have a trick that I did n’t use It ’s a battle between life and death. The person who died is definitely not me. "

"However, today's Zhang Ruochen can be regarded as a first-line master sequence under the holy realm. He has just entered the eighth-order semi-holy realm. Next, cultivation and strength will enter a stage of rapid growth. I must also intensify my cultivation and try to sanctify some tricks again. Otherwise, I'm afraid I will suffer a great deal next time. "

The devouring dragon and a large number of beast kings are coming quickly. Prince Qingtian does not want to stay here for long, so he immediately leads the monks of the Qingtian tribe to leave quickly.

Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo stood on the top of a hill and looked at the fast-moving blood cloud in the desert in the distance.

In the blood cloud, it is the undead blood tribe of the Qingtian tribe.

The blood on them is too strong, so it will condense into a huge cloud.

Zhang Ruochen said, "Why didn't your infinite flames be displayed?"

"what?"

Qing Mo froze a little, and looked a bit dumb, saying, "You didn't let me show?"

"It's not too late to perform now."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed and he smiled slightly.

Qing Mo drove out the infinite flame, like fire and rain, falling from the sky, falling into the cloud of blood in the distance, and falling among the monks of the undead blood.

"Well."

Even if only a small flame falls on the ground, it will melt a large area of ​​yellow sand into red droplets.

After a while, the entire Qingtian clan was wrapped in boiling magma, and a large scream was heard. I don't know how many undead blood were burned into fly ash by the infinite flame.

Even the blood pond was dried up by the infinite flame and turned into a dead pond.

In the cloud of blood, an angry roar sounded.

"Who the **** is it?"

Even the prince Qing Tian, ​​who had a deep state of mind, was very angry and flew into the air, trying to find out the thief who set the fire and tore her to pieces.

Zhang Ruochen and Qing Mo have left and reached hundreds of miles away.

Hearing the roar of Prince Qingtian from behind, Qing Mo shrank and shrank his head. Some thieves were guilty of guilty, for fear of being discovered by the other party.

Zhang Ruochen was in a good mood, smiling, and said, "Your strength is so strong, why are you so timid?"

"The size of the gall has nothing to do with strength. Besides, I'm just a girl cooking next to the county master. How dare you fight?"

Qing Mo was still quite scared, and even speaking, he deliberately kept his voice down.

"Zhang Ruochen!"

At this moment, not far away, there was a Jiao yelling.

Qing Mo was startled, thinking that Prince Qingtian had caught up and immediately hid behind Zhang Ruochen, curled into a ball.

Zhang Ruochen looked for popularity, and saw that Princess Bai Li, like a fairy fairy, fell down from the sky surrounded by white holy light.

Immediately afterwards, the two quasi-sisters of the Baili cat clan, the old man with white hair and the old woman with white hair also chased up, appeared behind Princess Bai Li, staring at Zhang Ruochen in the opposite face.

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Princess Baili stood on the opposite side with her hands on her hips, standing against a pair of towering crisp peaks, her teeth biting her lips, and asked angrily.

"She seems to know something?" Zhang Ruochen said secretly.

It can be said that the personality of Princess Bai Li today is very different from that of Princess Bai Li before her memory loss.

The former princess Bai Li, wise, noble, and elegant, was a stunning cold beauty. In front of this princess Bai Li, but like a delicate little girl.

Qing Mo poked out a head, looked at Princess Bai Li, looked suspicious, and asked vigilantly, "Zhang Gongzi, why do you take away her memory?"

Qing Mo's little eyes were quite complicated, and she had some doubts in her heart. Did Zhang Ruochen have done something to regret her county head? Otherwise, why take away the memory of such a beautiful woman?

There must be a problem, and it is a big problem.