God Emperor

Chapter 1144: 1 trigger

Han Han is an army recruited from the underworld, all of which are composed of undead spirits of the semi-holy level, and the dying air of death floats in the air and condenses into a gray-black cloud. Nature's novel WWW. ⒉

If there are a few, or dozens of impermanence and the corpse king, the contenders present can still cope.

But, it was an army of undead, hundreds and thousands of impermanence and the corpse king, overwhelmingly overwhelmed, even the first-line strong felt scalp.

"She can summon the undead army, is it some master of the underworld?"

"The strength of this woman is special, giving a feeling of overcastness."

Uh ...

All the contenders sucked in the cold and slowly backed away.

Only Sun Dadi, who was in a state of rage, did not back away, a pair of lantern-like eyes, flaming with fire, glaring at the Han Han who flew, and yelled, "Traitor, you finally appeared, watch me not beat. Damn you. "

Han Ruo betrayed the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Ruochen only told Murong Yue.

Sun Dadi also learned about this later, so he hated Han Xun quite a bit and felt that Han Xun was an ingratitude.

"嘭 嘭."

The grandson rushed out of the ground, waved an iron rod, or chopped, swept, or struck, and exploded the impermanence with the corpse king, turning into ghost fog and bone meal.

Han Han's eyelids rolled slightly, revealing a disdainful look: "It's up to you?"

She stretched out a palm and turned her five fingers.

At the palm of the palm, a black vortex appeared and became larger and larger. In the end, the space above the holy mountain also followed.

The black vortex engulfed Sun Dadi, and the powerful vortex force made Sun Dadi quickly lose control of the body.

"Boom!"

Han Han's finger flicked, and the black vortex shattered and opened. Sun Dadi's body turned into a streamer, flew out, and hit the sacred mountain, collapsing a large cliff.

"Zhang Ruochen, it's best to take care of your subordinates. If you dare offend me next time, I will crush his head directly."

Han Han's body had a strong momentum, looking up at Zhang Ruochen with his white chin on his back.

All the creatures present were surprised.

Previously, they had all seen Sun Dadi's combat power, which was slightly stronger than the average front-line powerhouse, but fighting with a woman in black was like a child and had no power to fight back.

I am afraid that the evil-looking black woman in front of my eyes is not far behind the first-line powerhouse.

"Did she ever belong to Zhang Ruochen?"

"How can such a powerful character surrender to others and betray him?"

"Zhang Ruochen's side is really full of talents, and any one has the qualification to become a holy king."

Uh ...

Zhang Ruochen asked Er Sikong to dig Sun Dadi out of the dirt. Sun Dadi's physical body was quite rude, but he suffered some trauma without any serious problems.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes fell on Han Yan, revealing a strange look.

He took his practice as a realm of seeing Han Xi's practice, and the body of darkness and the way of darkness really became more and more strange.

All the four sacred flowers were taken away by Han Yuan. From the beginning to the end, none of the front-line powerhouses took any action, and no one was willing to offend a strong enemy at this point.

Han Han gathered up the four sacred flowers and stared at Zhang Ruochen in an arrogant attitude. Would it be regretful to see Zhang Ruochen's face?

However, from the beginning to the end, Zhang Ruochen seemed very indifferent, and did not think that it was such an amazing thing that she won the four holy flowers.

"Zhang Ruochen! Zhang Ruochen! Huang Yanchen will only drag your hind legs and will not help you at all, but you have chosen her. You are destined to be a loser all your life." Han Yan secretly said.

At this moment, Princess Huang Yanchen, Qing Mo, Xiao Hei, and Bai Li ascended the sacred mountain and gathered together with Zhang Ruochen and others.

Below Laoshan, the once bustling king capital was completely turned into a sea of ​​fire. The hot magma completely swallowed up the entire ancient city, and the cracks on the ground became larger, making it difficult to see living creatures.

"Take some of the indigenous humans into the scroll world, but more indigenous humans have died tragically, and we have done our best."

Huang Yanchen handed the map of Qiankun to Zhang Ruochen, and immediately felt two hostile eyes. Two eyes came from Han Yan standing on the top of the bone dragon head, and Princess Moran standing behind Zhang Ruochen.

Han Han's teeth bit her lower lip slightly, and her eyes were icy.

With her current practice, she has enough confidence to defeat Huang Yanchen, and she will be ashamed to let Zhang Ruochen see who is eligible to be a princess.

Princess Mo Moran was not only hostile to Huang Yanchen, but also locked her eyes on Qiankun Shenmu.

Princess Moran saw Huang Yanchen and others use this picture scroll to see a large number of indigenous humans. It was both surprised and curious.

With a picture scroll, how can there be so many people? Is it also a treasure of space similar to a golden light bag?

However, living treasures are contained in space treasures. Living people cannot survive at all and will soon die.

After some speculation, Princess Mo Ran had some doubts. They collected the monks of the Qing Dynasty into the scroll, and they were collecting blood and soul.

As the superior of the Qinglong Dynasty, Princess Mo Ran was naturally quite angry, and it was difficult to control the emotions in her heart.

Feeling the hostility of Princess Mo Ran, Da Sikong explained quickly: "Amitabha! Her Royal Highness must not worry, we are saving them, and they are living very well in another world."

Princess Momoan smiled briefly, her smile was quite stiff, and it was clear that she did not believe in Da Sikong's words at all.

Huang Yanchen was a little curious and asked, "Who is she?"

As soon as Da Sikong's heart moved, the secret channel opportunity finally came, so he didn't wait for Zhang Ruochen to speak, and said quickly: "This female donor is Princess Moran of the Qing Dynasty. She is a Dharma. But ... Uncle seems to be interested in her. "

After saying this, Da Sikong quickly turned around and did not dare to look into Zhang Ruochen's eyes.

"That's it!"

With a smile on his face, Huang Yanchen walked to Princess Mo Ran and looked at her. From her face, she saw the toes all the time, leaving no details behind.

Princess Momoran held her breath and was very nervous. She only felt that Huang Yanchen's eyes were quite penetrating. In front of her, she seemed to be a completely transparent person and could not hide any secrets.

"Yes, it really is a beautiful woman in the country, you still have a vision." Huang Yanchen said to Zhang Ruochen.

When Huang Yanchen said this on his mouth, he also used his mental strength to send a message to Zhang Ruochen: "This girl is very problematic. She is not an ordinary person. The strength may be above you, so be careful."

Zhang Ruochen also mobilized her mental strength and sent a message without leaving a trace, saying: "There is indeed a problem. It is definitely not a princess. When the spirit of the world is born, she should reveal her true body."

When Huang Yanchen saw Zhang Ruochen's mind, he stopped talking.

"Qing Mo, look at her, as long as she dares to make any changes, suppress her at the first time." Huang Yanchen ordered Qing Mo.

At present, Sun Dadi and Da Sikong have been standing beside Princess Mo Ran. Zhang Ruochen and Huang Yanchen cannot take any action at all. Once they are shot, they are likely to fall into civil war, which is not conducive to the next battle for the spirit of the world.

"Boom."

With the violent shaking of the holy mountain, there was a holy flower flying out from the ground.

The seventh sacred flower bears the Qipin Holy Source Spring, which is similar to a black lotus and has a diameter of more than ten meters. A huge wild bird vanished, carrying a black lotus, and flew away.

The eighth sacred flower carries the Eight Source Holy Spring, which emits a golden light. It is lifted up by the ghostly shadows of two cranes and flying up to the sky.

圣 Two sacred flowers have extremely amazing value, and a large number of frontline powerhouses rush out to compete.

The savage beasts stared at the seventh sacred flower, the Suzaku Fairy and the Dai prince, and led more than ten archaic relics to fight all the other contenders.

In addition, there are a number of alien creatures who are also interested in the seventh sacred flower and become the biggest competitors of all races of the wild beasts.

The Tatar ethnic group aimed at the eighth sacred flower. They were led by a monk on the site, Banzai Chi and Qi Yuyu, and more than a dozen masters composed of front-line strong men and quasi-sages, followed closely behind them.

On the side of the undead blood race, he rushed out of three princes, and competed with a large number of masters with human monks.

一次 Han Han did not act lightly this time, because the competition between the two sacred flowers was very fierce, and there were more than ten first-line strong men fighting in the two battlefields. Even if she had an army of undead and joined in, it was estimated that it would not be good.

Zhang Ruochen stopped Da Sikong and Er Sikong who wanted to join the competition and said, "The spirit of the world and the ninth sacred flower should be born at the same time. Don't join the battle and prepare for the war. You must also seize the spirit of the world. "

Just when the eighth sacred flower was born, Zhang Ruochen felt the faint breath of the spirit of the world, so he made such a judgment.

Xiao Xiaohe lay on the ground, put his ears on the ground, listened carefully, his eyes were quite serious, and added: "It is indeed possible that the spirit of the world will be born at the same time as the ninth sacred flower."

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Their eyes became sharper and sharper, and the momentum released was completely different from the previous one, as if the sharp sword was about to come out.

"Wow--"

Prince Qi Tian scattered bleeding red glow all over, and three pairs of blood wings slammed at the same time, turning into a streamer, and rushed to the ground.

"Stop him."

The spirit king of the world in Qinglongxu was real, with a roar in his mouth.

A magnificent sacred power of the sacred spirit emerged from the body of Wang Quezhen and turned into eight tens of ten blue dragons.

Eight dragon shadows are more powerful than other dragons condensed by the Eight Eight Dragons. They are like a piece of bronze cast. When flying, they also make a sound of "cricket" metal collision. Blockbuster sparks.

Obviously, Wang still has real strength, and is still above the first-line strong. After all, the front-line strong did not reach the holy realm, but the king really was the cultivation of the holy realm.