Wu Dayi's arrow rushed to Qing Mo's body and became slower and slower. Finally, like a spirit snake, flying around her, she rushed into the sky again and disappeared into the clouds.

The blood of the sacred palm of Tao Nanxun was dripping with blood, and there was a force of death that invaded the wound and devoured her vitality.

"噗嗤."

Tao Nanxun was most decisive and cut his right arm with his hand as a knife.

谁 "Who? Who is it?"

Tao Nanxun Zhisheng held back the pain from his right arm and stared in the direction of the arrow flying away, sending out a terrifying murderous energy all over his body.

All the saints in Fang Jie Jie and Zi Fu Jie have released their spiritual power, exploring the surrounding sky and the ground, and want to find the monk who just shot the white arrow.

He can hurt Nanzhao with a single arrow, and the opponent must be a powerful figure.

Wu Qingmo just saw the day arrow and recognized it. A pair of bright big eyes couldn't help turning around, revealing a look of both joy and worry.

"Isn't it really him?"

Suddenly, Qing Mo saw Zhang Ruochen's figure. He was wearing a blood armor, carrying a blue sky bow and a day arrow. I don't know when it appeared on the surface of the Giant Whale River out of nowhere, and looked very strange.

The saints in the sword and jail realm also found the blood shadow standing on the river. They immediately released the realm of the holy spirit, and a burst of powerful divine power broke out.

Tan Nanzhao's most holy eyes exuded a layer of dark purple light, saying: "The person who just shot the dark arrow is you?"

Zhang Ruochen was silent, and seemed to be too lazy to speak.

Yu Guang, the sacred eye of Yuyu, glanced at Qing Mo and said, "The purpose of that arrow you shot is to save her. Are you also the saint of Kunlun?"

Su Nan's most holy eyes brightened and said: "The arrow just contains a very special death force, and it should be a very powerful treasure. Will it not be another ancient artifact?"

The corner of Zhang Ruochen's mouth slightly tilted, stepping on the river, and walked step by step, saying: "Even if it is an ancient artifact of God, you can't take it away."

"In the face of dozens of sacred powers in the Sword Prison and the Purple House, you dare to say such arrogant words. Are you too confident in your strength?"

Luan Nanzhi sighed quietly, and then took a deep breath, and the wounds on the shoulders were shed with blood, like dense blood vessels, forming the shape of an arm.

Gradually, the powerful blood was really condensed out of bones, flesh, meridians, and skin. After a while, a white, jade arm grew back.

Hold her hands, and at the same time grabbed the void.

"Boom."

On the river's surface of the giant whale river, two huge water columns were raised, condensing two large hands over 100 meters long, squeezed Zhang Ruochen from the left and right directions.

The big hands condensed by the two rivers were frozen into mysterious ice, and the space between the hands was frozen a little.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes condensed, and the annihilation of God's fire broke out from the body, turning into a sea of ​​fire. In a split second, two big ice hands were burned and melted.

The water of the giant whale river is also boiling.

Su Nannan ’s most holy face changed slightly, and said, “That ’s ... the legendary annihilation fire ...”

Not too far away, the solemn lifting of the holy holy and the holy holy of the fisheye also showed a dignified look, each taking out a piece of sacred artifact.

The holy holy weapon taken out by the holy holy holy is a three-meter-long holy knife. The knife exudes a strange light, and eight chains are wrapped around it, making a rattling sound.

Ji Yan raised the palm of his sacred hand and pressed it on the blade. Immediately, the eight chains flew out, each of them becoming as thick as a bucket, several tens of miles long.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the eight chains that rushed over, pressed his palm against the void, and then the eight chains flew back, attacking the saints in the sword prison realm and the purple house realm.

"嘭 嘭."

Twenty consecutive saints who had been repaired as deep sages were pumped out by the chains. Even if they had been prepared for a long time, they were still seriously injured and fell into a pool of blood.

No one knows more about Zhang Ruochen's horrible palm than Yan Jiusheng. If he wasn't standing behind the holy sword, he might have been beaten by the palm.

Is this person really a cultivation of the Holy Land, not a Holy King?

Suddenly, Yan Juzhisheng felt a heavy pressure on his body, with a look of horror in his eyes, and turned stiffly around his neck.

He saw that the young man in the blood armor had stood in front of him.

Yan Yan raised the horrible fear to the extreme, and wanted to retreat, but found that he could not move at all, and his legs seemed to be frozen.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Ruochen pressed it down with one palm, hitting the top of Yan Sheng's holy head, breaking all his bones into powder, the meridians, holy veins, and blood veins collapsed one inch at a time, his body was paralyzed and lost his interest.

Make a move at will, shoot a Holy One.

The Nanxun Holy and the Fisheye Holy looked at each other without any hesitation. The two simultaneously performed a mystery to enhance their strength. The holy blood in the veins, the meridians and the holy spirit in the veins were burning. stand up.

The breath on the two of them has multiplied several times.

The air wave that escaped from them shook all other saints and flew out.

The saints obviously also know that Zhang Ruochen is a very fierce character, not that they can compete, so they immediately fled away.

"Eating the Holy Flower, they will give it to you!"

Zhang Ruochen stared at the Nanxun Holy and Yumu Holy, and uttered a word.

The sacred flower rushed out of Zhang Ruochen's body, turned into a large vine, extended from the ground, and chased those who escaped.

At the same time, Nanzhao Most Holy and Yumu Most Holy launched attacks on Zhang Ruochen.

"Hand of the sky."

Su Nan Nan Zhisheng was suspended in mid-air, and the five-pointed downward pressure. Suddenly, the sky became extremely dim, and an oppressive force went downward, as if the power of the whole world was mobilized by her.

"Golden glass hood."

A dazzling golden light emanating from the sacred hands of the catfish head, the golden glazed glass cover of the level of sacred artifacts, erupted into full force, and suppressed it towards Zhang Ruochen.

二 The two of them have indeed become quite powerful after performing mystery surgery. If Zhang Ruochen did not break through to the real state of sacredness, it would be quite difficult to deal with it.

but now……

Zhang Ruochen stood in place, holding his hands on his back, closing his eyes, and a sword surged out of his body.

Shen Yuan's ancient sword flew out, dragging a long sword light, and slashed at them both.

"Wow."

The "hand of the sky" was chopped, and the sacred body of Nanzhao's sacred body was cut into two by the qi of the sword and fell from mid-air, with blood spilling on the river.

Jinguang glazed hood was beaten and flew out, collided with the most holy fishhead. Suddenly, the sound of broken bones sounded in the body of the fishhead, the body was sunken, and the internal organs were broken into mud.

The vitality of the Stupid Eye is quite strong and did not die. When it fell to the ground, it immediately fled to the distance.

This man in blood armor is too strong, it is not that they can defeat ... Escape, you must escape ...

Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly, grabbed Qingtian Bow and Day Arrow, and shot an arrow.

"嘭!"

He fled to the sacred fisheye hundreds of miles away, penetrated by the arrow of the sun, burst his body, turned into a **** skeleton, and fell on the river.

Then, Zhang Ruochen walked towards the upper part of Nanxun's holy body step by step.

In the view of Nanzhao Most Holy, it was as if a **** of death was approaching her step by step, saying, "Who the **** are you?"

"A dying person, there is no need to know so much." Zhang Ruochen said.

"The realm of Sword Prison is in the area of ​​the Great Whale River. Someone must have passed the news to him. You can't live long."

In the eyes of Tao Nanxun's most holy, an icy light appeared, and then, he was shocked, and a purple beam of light burst out of his eyebrows, rushing into the sky.

She actually wanted to explode the holy source, and died with Zhang Ruochen.

"唰!"

Zhang Ruochen's figure flickered and appeared in front of Nanxun's holy body. The palm of her hand burst out of the fire of net extinction. She pressed it with one palm, breaking her head first, and then burning to ashes.

Within a quarter of an hour, all three of the Most Holy were killed.

Zhang Ruochen found a storage bag on Nanzhao's holy body, and found more than a hundred treasure bottles, which contained 120,000 drops of blood and 370,000 strands of remnants.

There are not many puppets, but the levels of blood and remnants are very high.

Among them, the sacred blood of Marquis Rakshasa has more than 140 drops, and the remnant soul of Marquis Rakshasa has more than 350 strands.

Is another great merit.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen found the storage bags of the most holy and solemn holy fish, and obtained a large amount of blood and remnants of the Raksha clan.

When Zhang Ruochen counted the treasures of the three Most Holy Men, Qing Mo picked up the silver chopper on the ground, converged his breath, bent his waist, fell backwards, and wanted to slip away quietly.

"Where are you going?"

Zhang Ruochen appeared in front of Qing Mo, blocking her way.

Qi Qingmo looked up ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ immediately shook his head and said, "I ... I don't know anything ..."

既然 "Since you don't know anything, first hand over the Raksha blood and the residual soul on your body." Zhang Ruochen said.

Wu Qingmo quickly covered the space ring on her finger, and said, "You are the Crown Prince Shengming, how can you grab a girl's stuff?"

空间 The space ring was given to her by Zhang Ruochen.

"You can lie to me with Chi Yao, why can't I rob you?"

Zhang Ruochen walked towards her, grabbed Qing Mo's wrist, lifted her palm upside down, and then took off the space ring above her finger and said, "This is my thing, now take it back."

松开 "Release, it hurts, it hurts."

Qing Mo broke free of Zhang Ruochen's hands, rubbed his wrists, squatted on the ground with aggrieved hands, holding his knees with both hands, a layer of water mist appeared in his eyes, and his mouth was flat and he wanted to cry. "I don't want to Lie to you, what do you bully me for? I managed to collect so much blood and remnant souls, and you were robbed of them all at once ... I didn't mess with you, what did you rob me of? "

Zhang Ruochen inspected the items in the space ring, frowned, stared at Qing Mo, and said something disgustingly: "It's been almost a month before you have collected thirteen drops of blood and seven strands of remnants. All the gains from the spirit world? A lot? "

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