In the sound waves, the sound of chirping sounds turned out to condense thousands of white sword shadows, turned into a sword river, spins rapidly, and collides with the cyan beam of light.

The two forces cancel each other out, forming an evenly matched scene.

The square inch sacred staff is a great spiritual power sacred weapon, and the guqin in Sui Han's hands is also a treasure of Confucianism and Taoism.

On the vessel, no one has the advantage. They are mainly competing for the strength of mental strength and their respective use of mental strength.

"Yin Haoyue, Zhen Jiuxiao."

The cold fingers of the year-old cold danced quickly above the strings, and immediately, a feminine force emerged, as if there were thousands of filaments and thousands of strands, intertwined between sound waves and sword air.

At the same time, a severe cold wind spread out from the foot of Longding Mountain, making a whining sound.

The cold wind blows and lifts the mud layer on the surface of the earth, so that all the stones, trees, flowers and plants are turned into powder.

The so-called "falling wild autumn wind" contains endless killings.

"Get me up."

Prince Jingtian took a step forward, and the golden boots stepped on the ground slightly, and the mental force poured out from the soles of the feet and into the ground.

The ground began to shake, and the hard rocks rose upward, like bamboo shoots after a rain, and a stone mountain of several hundred meters high was quickly created out of thin air.

Prince Jingtian waved out the square inch sacred rod, set off a cyan glory, shrouded the stone mountain, and the next moment, the huge stone mountain flew out and hit the cold.

"Pap."

Sound waves and sword gas hit the hills constantly and shattered, and dozens of cracks appeared. At last, a bang and a complete explosion.

Prince Jingtian flew out from the back of the hill and cast a tenth-level attack spell. The square-inch sacred stick in his hand turned into a pillar of optimism and slashed down.

Sui Han's expression was clear. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the strings, tore off the seven strings, and struck Prince Tian.

"Well."

The seven strings emit silver brilliance, like the seven-stranded silk sword, entangled the pillars of the sky.

The other end of the seven strings is still connected to the guqin.

Sui Han turned the guqin, pushed it with both hands, and slammed it into the mountain of Longding Mountain, and the body sank into the cliff.

Immediately afterwards, he stretched out his hands, used Haoran's righteousness to condense two huge hands, and continued to play on the strings.

When Sui Han and Prince Jingtian played against each other, Zhang Ruochen at the top of the mountain was also ready to shoot.

The current situation seems to have a slight upper hand on the human race. In fact, it is only the characters at the sub-level who have taken the shot to create such a situation.

In fact, in the "Semi-Holy List" and "Half-Holy List", the number of strongmen of the wild beast races and undead blood races far exceeds that of the human races. If a racial war is to break out, the human races are bound to die.

One or two first-line powerhouses must be cut in order to completely quell the semi-holy of the sixth-order barbarians and undead blood races.

Zhang Ruochen took out Shen Yuan's ancient sword, and in a split second, he entered the realm of human and sword unity.

Under the influence of Zhang Ruochen's kendo breath, the rules of kendo became more and more dense in Longding Mountain, and thousands of jianqi appeared automatically.

"war."

Prince Motian roared, raised the black giant sword, and strode forward.

In his body, there were not only eight blood veins, but also a hundred and forty light spots emerging, and the body seemed to be filled with a bright starry sky.

One hundred and forty tricks of sanctification are infinitely close to the sanctification of the flesh.

The black giant sword in the hands of Prince Motian is also not ordinary. It is called Disha Mojian, an ancient sacred artifact of the Motian tribe.

The legend of the devil tribe, the blood demon, used it as a sabre before he had cultivated into the realm of the holy king.

The emperor kills the magic sword. In the hands of the blood demon, after fighting against the blood, he killed and killed countless holy saints.

Today, Prince Motian is not weaker than the blood demon in his youth. He controls the emperor to kill the magic sword, but how powerful can it be?

Without any gorgeous moves, the imperial sword and Shen Yuan's ancient sword collided together, not only the collision of the sword and the sword, but also the competition between the two's strength.

"Boom."

In a single blow, the two retreated at the same time.

There is a mysterious force in Longding Mountain, who is guarding this mountain, but still can't bear it? Zhang Ruochen and Prince Tiantian's power collided.

In the area between the two of them, the mountain split, forming a gap that was several feet wide, and even the root of the sacred flower was cut by the sword.

Prince Tian's power is not weaker than Zhang Ruochen.

However, his accomplishments in Kendo are not far behind Zhang Ruochen.

"Fight again." Prince Motian roared.

All 108 points in Zhang Ruochen's body lit up, emitting a dazzling light, and the ghosts of the blue dragon and green elephant were pouring out of his arms.

"Boom." For the second confrontation, Zhang Ruochen exhibited a holy sword skill, slicing from the edge of the emperor killing magic sword, slicing on the chest of Prince Devil, colliding with a goggle, spark Splash out.

Even though the goggles blocked Shen Yuan's ancient sword, Prince Tiantian still suffered a huge impact, backwards, and his heart seemed to be broken.

Eventually prevailed, Zhang Ruochen naturally wanted to win and chase, and at the fastest speed, inspired Qianwen's destruction, and exhibited one of the tricks of Zhenyi Thunderfire Sword Technique.

"Wow!" In the sword light, there are lightning and flames intertwined, and Shen Yuan's ancient sword erupted with the power of a tenfold mountain and fell down.

Prince Tiantian's face changed slightly. At this moment, he wanted to inspire Qianwen's destruction and resist Zhang Ruochen's sword move. Obviously, it was too late, and he could only resist it with the sword upwards. "Boom."

The powerful destruction of energy, the Crown Prince Motian hit the ground.

At the same time, the aftermath of Qianwen's devastating force fell on Longding Mountain, causing the mountain to collapse.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the collapsed mountain and the ground below the mountain shattered by the battle of the frontline powerhouses, showing a dignified expression.

The space structure around Longding Mountain is quite stable. The space structure close to the Kunlun boundary cannot be broken so easily.

It can only explain one problem. The Qinglong Ruins have dried up and the space structure has become more fragile. I am afraid that it will be completely destroyed in a short time.

Is the Spirit of the World Born?

The battles around Longding Mountain were too fierce. The mountain peaks did not know how many had collapsed, the ground did not know how many ground fissures appeared, and there were some places where red-red magma poured out.

This world seems to collapse.

"Eat Holy Flower, take everyone, leave here immediately,"

Zhang Ruochen used his mental power to transmit the sound to the food sage.

Shi Shenghua also noticed that the Qinglongxu community was rapidly drying up, and the structure of the earth was becoming more and more unstable. The front-line wars of the ranks of powerhouses would continue to erupt, and most of them would be unpredictable.

Therefore, when I heard Zhang Ruochen's voice, the silver roots of the sacred flower were taken out of the mountain, rolled up by Murong Yue, Sun Dadi, Da Sikong, Er Sikong, and Princess Bai Li, and took the roots as a number Ten long-legged, rushed out of the forest where Longding Mountain is located.

Zhang Ruochen didn't rush into the ground to hunt down Prince Tiantian, nor escaped Longding Mountain, but walked towards Princess Yanxin.

"Zhang Ruochen, if you dare to kill me, my emperor will come to you, and you will definitely crush your body."

Previously, Princess Yanxin was intercepted by the root of the sacred flower and failed to escape, still in Dragon Peak.

There were a lot of wounds on her beautiful body, her white skin was red with blood, and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't see the seductive style once.

If it wasn't for the Emperor Huang ’s holding most of the power of the Holy Flower, Princess Yanxin would have been killed long ago and became the nutrient of the Holy Flower.

Without any extra words, Zhang Ruochen's sword is a chop.

Even if Qian Qian was not used to destroy the power, Zhang Ruochen's sword was a shock to the sky, and it was not that Princess Yan Xin could resist it.

"stop."

The cold drinking of the Emperor Huang Tian turned into a phantom of Jiudaoyu, and hurried to the direction where Zhang Ruochen and Princess Yan Xin were.

"Well."

Shen Yuan's ancient sword was cut obliquely from Princess Yanxin's neck, splitting her body in two, and a lot of blood flowed out.

With this sword, Zhang Ruochen not only cut off Princess Yanxin's body, but also destroyed her holy spirit.

The brass queen was finally one step behind and failed to save Princess Fireheart.

"Suddenly ... really killed Princess Fireheart?"

Many ethnic monks took a cold breath and looked at each other, deepening the image of Zhang Ruochen.

The ancestor of Yanxin was the first sister of Prince Qitian of the "Semi-Holy Saints List", but Zhang Ruochen did not hesitate to kill her, which is absolutely courageous.

Since then, he and Qi Sheng, and even Qi Tian clan, have become deadly enemies.

Some people said: "Zhang Ruochen nearly killed the strong men of Qingtian tribe. Even Prince Qingtian was killed alive. The news passed back to the Kunlun realm. I wonder how much the Qingtian blood emperor would be angry?"

"Zhang Ruochen is the sword holder of the monstrous sword. He is one of the guardians of the ancient prison clan. He has a deep revenge against the Qingtian tribe. This time, it should be revenge."

"Killing two stunning beauties in a row, Zhang Ruochen really didn't know what it means to be fragrant and sweet." Xianguan Xianyan, the goddess of the Blood Gods, bit her red lips gently and warned herself in the future that she should never provoke him.

Even if no matter how beautiful you are and how perfect your body is, once you anger Zhang Ruochen, it will only be a dead end, there will be no living path at all.

Compared with Xue Wuye, Zhang Ruochen is a cold-blooded animal, which makes people feel shudder.

At this moment, the Emperor Huang felt a chill in her heart, and Princess Yanxin died in front of her. The hot blood splashed on her neck and cheek, leaving bright red dots like petals.

When Zhang Ruochen killed Prince Qingtian, the emperor Huang knew that Zhang Ruochen was quite powerful, not that she could compete.

However, there is no specific concept. I don't know how strong Zhang Ruochen is?

Really came to Zhang Ruochen's side, Huang Huanghuang realized that there was a huge gap between her and Zhang Ruochen.

Just the breath from Zhang Ruochen's body ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ gave her a feeling of high mountains, making her unable to breathe, the whole body's blood seemed to freeze, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen is like a towering ancient mountain, stepping on the abyss, sun and moon above her head, oppressed so that the emperor Huang Tian could only retreat in order to resolve the powerful oppression that Zhang Ruochen exerted on her.

"Rewind."

Prince Motian turned into a black beam of light, slammed out of the ground, and fell to the Emperor Huangtian.

There was a bloodshot in the corner of his mouth.

Obviously, Zhang Ruochen's previous sword had already wounded him.

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