"Sure enough, there is a second hand, and a ghost king has actually been called." Tianyi "novel Ww" W.⒉ "

The Lord of the Blood Gods knew that by virtue of a sacred soul, he would not be able to defeat the Blood Moon Ghost King, so he stepped out of a body method and escaped into the distance.

"Where to go?"

Zhang Ruochen took out Shen Yuan's ancient sword and put out five swords, condensing tens of thousands of swords, blocking the way of the **** of blood gods.

"Do n’t you just dare to intercept this lord?" The blood **** lord has used his power to a quite exquisite level. He stretched his fingers and hit the blade of Shen Yuan's ancient sword with a skill of four or two pounds. Broken Zhang Ruochen's sword five.

Zhang Ruochen only felt that there was a rush of force coming from the sword, and seemed to shake his hand bones.

"Amazing."

Zhang Ruochen quickly stepped on the side for five steps to resolve the power of the blood god's leader with one finger.

Zhang Ruochen's right arm was sore and numb, the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood slid down his fingertips.

A strong man at this level of God of the Blood Gods is too terrible, and the use of martial arts and power has reached a point of divinity.

"I don't know if the sky is thick, if it is on the ground, the sacred soul of the priest only needs to stretch out a finger to kill you."

The leader of the Black Blood Gods attacked the past again, and wanted to kill Zhang Ruochen as quickly as possible and take away the towering sword.

"Blood shadows are scattered."

The hands of the God of the Blood God's Church scattered blood on his hands, showing 36 hand shadows. Each finger seemed to be stretched and hit Zhang Ruochen's thirty-six positions to seal all his escape routes.

As the shadow of the hand struck out, a series of explosive sounds sounded.

I must fight it out. The blood gods teach actively to use a high level of martial arts. If they want to use only one move, they will take Zhang Ruochen down.

Zhang Ruochen fully mobilized the holy spirit in his body, put out the sword at the fastest rate, rolled up 108 shadows of the sword, and collided with the shadow of the hand cast by the **** of blood gods.

"嘭 嘭."? The thirty-six hand shadows are all real hands, striking against Shen Yuan's ancient swords, and sparks are emerging.

"It's worth spreading in time and space, and it really is very powerful."

The leader of the God of Blood God quickly changed his moves, turning his palm into a finger, his right index finger turned into a series of fire, and hit Zhang Ruochen's heart.

His ability to change is as fast as lightning, making people invincible.

Zhang Ruochen took a breath of cold air, and his tactics couldn't keep up with the leader of the blood gods, so he had to block the sword and use defensive moves.

"Boom."

The finger with fire light hit above the blade, and the ancient sword of Shen Yuan was bent inward, forming a "bow" shape.

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen flew out like an artillery shell, hitting the hard stone wall and collapsing it.

Zhang Ruochen's arms were all blood, and there was a sharp pain in the position of the heart. Then, a sweet throat and blood spit out.

Just now, the sword body of Shen Yuan's ancient sword really blocked the fingers of the **** of blood gods.

But there was a finger, penetrating the sword body, hitting Zhang Ruochen's heart, he was wounded internally.

"The gap between us is too big, and the result is already doomed. If you handed over the towering sword earlier, why would you suffer from flesh?"

The God of the Blood Gods shook his head gently, like a **** bird, soaring, his fingers were bent, pinched into a claw shape, and Zhang Ruochen hit down.

"Keiko."

Huang Yanchen drank a joke, and threw his arm, hit the world mark, and hit the leader of the blood gods flying in the air.

In the endless abyss, her cultivation was suppressed, and she could not mobilize a lot of holy air, so she could not excite the true power of the world.

The leader of the God of Blood God did not look at Huang Yanchen at all, and patted it with the back of his hand. He struck the world and flew back, hitting Huang Yanchen's chest.

At the last moment, Huang Yanchen protected his arms in front of his chest, blocking Jie Ziyin.

"Snapped."

The cracked cheekbones sounded.

Yellow smoke and dust flew out, and fell to the ground. The bones of the hands of the two arms were broken, and the flesh was blurred, and he could no longer lift it.

The sacred soul avatar of the Lord of the Blood Gods is too powerful, and it is not easy to want to block his blow.

"Go to death."

The black robes on the main body of the blood-blood **** completely lifted up, and each placket was like a blade passing through the air, whistling.

Squinting to see the paw print of the leader of the blood **** religion, it will fall on Zhang Ruochen's head.

Suddenly, the degree of the leader of the blood gods has become slower and slower.

Do not.

He is not that the Lord of the Blood Gods has slowed down, but that the time flow around him and Zhang Ruochen is getting slower and slower.

The scene in front of my eyes is quite weird. The paw print of the leader of the blood gods is only one foot away from the top of Zhang Ruochen's head. As long as he falls, he can scratch Zhang Ruochen's skull.

However, Zhang Ruochen was still standing still.

The next moment, Zhang Ruochen slashed out with a sword.

"Wow--"

The degree of Zhang Ruochen's sword was so fast that it could not be distinguished with the naked eye. By the time the sword was received, the sacred soul of the leader of the blood gods had been broken into two parts.

"Destroy me." Zhang Ruochen was still uneasy, worried that the sacred soul avatars of the **** of blood gods could re-aggregate, so he shot two more palms and smashed the two sacred soul avatars into two blood mists.

"Fortunately, I just realized the third realm of time swordsmanship. Twelve-hour swordsmanship, otherwise, today is definitely more fierce."

I was forced to the limit of life and death, Zhang Ruochen had a new understanding of time swordsmanship, and finally entered the threshold of entering the third realm.

At this moment, in his mind, there were twelve figures in a circle. In the sword dance, their sword moves were different, representing the twelve hours of the day.

If not, there are more important things to do. Zhang Ruochen really wants to immediately enter the world of scrolls to learn swordsmanship.

There was a sharp pain coming from the heart, and Zhang Ruochen was convulsed.

Zhang Ruochen covered his chest, coughed twice, and coughed up blood again. Then, he worked the exercises to suppress the injury forcibly.

Zhang Ruochen rushed towards Huang Yanchen to check her injuries.

Huang Yanchen not only broke the bones of his arms, but also damaged the internal organs to different degrees, making Zhang Ruochen feel distressed.

Huang Yanchen was so injured because he rescued him.

"You are badly injured, and the advanced picture world heals."

Zhang Ruochen held Huang Yanchen's neck and waist, lifted her from the ground, and entered the picture world.

By the time Zhang Ruochen stepped out of the scroll world again, the Blood Moon Ghost King had slain the pterodactyl blood beast, and took the beast soul of the pterodactyl blood beast to make a soul pill.

No wonder the Blood Moon Ghost King is so active, it really is for the soul.

The Bloody Moon Ghost King put away the soul pill, stared at the huge dragon corpse on the ground, and said, "This pterosaur is quite weird. Its physical strength and physical defense are far better than ordinary pterosaurs."

Zhang Ruochen dug out the holy source of the pterosaur's blood beast and put it into the space ring, saying: "I destroyed the sacred soul of the blood **** religion leader. His true body must have some sense, and it is likely that he has reached the endless abyss Come here. "

The Blood Moon Ghost King said faintly: "In my current state, I am not yet the opponent of the God of Blood God, I advise you to run away."

Subsequently, the Blood Moon Ghost King entered the world of scrolls and did not plan to take another shot.

Uh ...

Uh ...

Zhang Ruochen still underestimates the interaction between the Holy Spirit clone and the real body. In fact, everything that the Holy Spirit sees and hears can be perceived by the real body at the first time.

张 Just when Zhang Ruochen invited the Blood Moon Ghost King out, the true body of the leader of the Blood God Church was already alarmed.

He slowly opened his eyes, looking towards the endless abyss, and said to himself: "Zhang Ruochen, the time and space person, and a ghost king, they actually passed through a space to reach the endless abyss. They must not be allowed to show up. The secrets of the endless abyss must be erased. "

"Wow!"

The blood-blood **** has turned into a ray of blood, soared into the sky, flew into the ancient snow mountain, and hurried to the endless abyss.

第一 The first gradient of the endless abyss.

Zhang Ruochen took out the Ling Jing of the light property, held it in his hand, illuminated the surroundings, looked at the position of the space teleport array, and wanted to escape through the space teleport array.

But now, when he and the Holy Spirit of the God of Blood Gods were fighting separately, Xiao Hei had dug out the space teleportation array and put it into its space bracelet.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Xiaohei clutched the space bracelet tightly, afraid that Zhang Ruochen would **** it away, and said, "Through this space teleportation array, you can go to the Ghost Gate, and it must not be damaged. Save it with the emperor first."

"Get out quickly, we are now going to escape through the space teleport array."

Zhang Ruochen snapped a cry, anxious in his heart, because the leader of the Blood God Church arrived at any time.

Xiaohei laughed: "Want to take away the teleportation array from the Emperor's hands? How clever the Emperor is, will you be fooled?"

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen felt a dreadful divine power, which was pressed down from above, making the air and the ground tremble.

"Has been ..."? Zhang Ruochen's face became quite ugly, he looked up, and saw that the dark sky, a cloud of dark red clouds, flew down, and soon reached the top of his and Xiao Hei's heads. .

The blood mist was slowly spinning, making a thunderous thunder.

I do n’t need to guess, I know, it must be the true presence of the leader of the blood gods. He came too fast, and even if Xiao Hei didn't delay, I'm afraid Zhang Ruochen couldn't escape.

Tong Xiaohei looked up, and was also startled, took a breath, and said, "Zhang Ruochen, you ... you should be early ... remind the emperor, maybe we have run away."

Zhang Ruochen rolled his eyes, which shirk responsibility too quickly.

"Zhang Ruochen, what about the ghost king?"

In the cloud of blood, a deep voice sounded.

The sacred power scattered by the Lord of the Blood Gods was so powerful that Zhang Ruochen couldn't keep standing at all. He could only half-knelt on the ground and supported the ground with both hands, so he didn't get down.

The difference between the two's cultivation is ten thousand and eighty thousand miles, as if a **** was looking down at the mortal.

I just thought that if Zhang Ruochen could not escape today, the pressure on his body suddenly relaxed.

what happened? ? Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked forward.

灰 An old man in gray clothes walked out from the darkness, and came to Zhang Ruochen's side.

The vitality emanating from the old man in the gray clothing formed a mask that protected Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei and resisted the prestige of the **** of the blood gods. "

Zhang Ruochen recognized the gray-clad old man, who was the elder of the Blood Gods, sitting on the top of Qianyuan Mountain and guarding the "Blood God".

Zhang Ruochen met with him when he realized the "Blood God".

怎么 Why did he come to the endless abyss?

The old man in the gray clothes smiled and nodded slightly toward Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen's heart was a little startled, and he was a little skeptical, did the old man in gray clothes recognize him? In other words, when Zhang Ruochen first learned about the "Blood God" in Qianyuan Mountain, he could not hide him at all.

The old man in the gray clothing looked up at the cloud of blood, and his energy became sharp, and he looked sharp, and said loudly, "Lin Yuan, can you continue to make mistakes?"

Uh ...

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